Wei Xiaohan was very depressed, obviously thinking that his combat power was better than Chen Zong's, but in the end, he was defeated, defeated by Chen Zong's clever and changeable swordsmanship.

Defeat is defeat, and there is no excuse to find.

"Concession. Chen Zong clenched his fists.

It is not easy to defeat Wei Xiao, more than 30 swordsmanship are used, completely disrupting Wei Xiao's rhythm, bringing it into his own rhythm, the clever use of the silk sword, and the final cross falling blow is more like a stroke of genius, but half of the internal strength is consumed.

"Chen Zong, you have killed my disciples of Silver Sword Fort five times, and here today, I will seek justice for my dead junior disciples. On the side of the Silver Sword Castle, someone suddenly got up, drew his sword and pointed it at Chen Zong, with a murderous awe: "But today in front of Ye Guoshi, I won't kill you, I will only teach you a lesson." ”

"Shameless villain, you have the ability to fight me. Guan Yunxi was furious.

Chen Zonggang had just fought a battle, and everyone could see that he had consumed a lot, and now he wanted to fight him, completely taking advantage of the danger of others.

For a moment, the eyes of the disciples of Aojian Villa and Linshan Academy were all with a trace of disdain.

The people present are all geniuses, and they all have their own pride, and they don't bother to do things like this that take advantage of people's danger.

"Hmph, Chen Zong has a life-and-death feud with my Silver Sword Castle, and it is already his luck that I didn't kill him on the spot. The disciple of the Silver Sword Castle didn't feel half despised at all, but instead sneered, and walked out step by step, his momentum rising, like an invisible knife locking Chen Zong.

"Chen Zong, you are a three-star peak combat power, and so am I, dare not fight with me, if you don't dare, you will kneel down in front of everyone and apologize to me and other disciples of Silver Sword Castle. "This man is pressing forward step by step.

A gust of incense blew in, and Guan Yunxi appeared on Chen Zong's side.

"Senior brother, I'll deal with him. Guan Yunxi said.

"Senior Sister Guan, just leave this person to me. A hearty voice sounded, and a flying shadow swept under the moon, and a man in a moon-white robe smiled.

"Xia Zunxing, this matter has nothing to do with you. The disciple of the Silver Sword Castle frowned, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

Xia Zunxing, a disciple of Linshan Academy, ranked fifth on the mountaineering list, and also ranked on the list of young dragons and strong dragons.

"Senior Sister, Senior Brother Xia, I'll deal with this person. Chen Zongdao.

"Be careful. Guan Yunxi heard the resoluteness from Chen Zong's flat tone, so he said, returning to the pavilion, Xia Zunxing ignored Chen Zong, he wanted to come forward, completely for Guan Yunxi.

In just a while, most of the internal strength that had been consumed recovered a lot.

"Okay, a little timid. The disciple of the Silver Sword Fort sneered, the long knife broke through the air, and slashed fiercely, the sword light was bright and sharp, cutting through the night, as if it was about to cut off Chen Zong with a single sword.

Drawing out the sword, blocking, moving, and shaking his body, in an instant, Chen Zong bypassed the opponent with a knife and appeared on his side, and the ancient sword shot down like a mountain.

The feeling of watching from the sidelines is completely different from fighting in person.

Chen Zong also knew that his internal strength had not yet fully recovered, only about seventy percent of the heyday, and it was not suitable for a long time to fight.

Although he already knew that Chen Zong was proficient in a variety of swordsmanship and varied, and he was already mentally prepared, he would find that he could not keep up with the rhythm when he really fought a battle.

But this person's sword skills are exquisite, with a knife in hand, no matter how Chen Zong changes his sword technique, he always resists with a silver knife technique, and the water is impassable.

Battle, Battle, Battle!

Swords!

The sword pressure is pervasive, and the sword aura is vertical and horizontal.

The ground was cut into cracks.

Compared to Wei Xiao, the combat power of this Silver Sword Fort disciple was a little stronger, and he actually seized the slightest opportunity and immediately launched a counterattack.

Silver knife splitting mountain!

Dust Walk!

Chen Zong quickly retreated to dodge, and then rushed forward again, his long sword like an arrow from a string.

The long knife roared like a whirlwind, and the sword light raged, as if the storm had crushed everything.

Chen Zong's swordsmanship has changed again.

Cloud Illusion Mist Turns Sword Technique!

The twin swords seemed to disappear, blending into the air, changing into clouds and mist, and when the wind blew, it seemed to disperse, and they were bound by invisible forces, uncertain, and difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Chen Zong's figure disappeared, as if he had merged into the clouds and mist, and the clouds and mist covered the disciples of the Silver Sword Castle, and they couldn't see or touch it clearly, only the continuous sound of rain hitting the iron sheet was continuous and dense.

"I was able to cultivate the Cloud Illusion Mist Transformation Sword Technique to such a point in a short period of time. Lin Mingxuan was secretly surprised, he was a disciple of Linshan Academy, the fourth place on the mountaineering list, and his major was the Cloud Illusion Mist Transformation Sword Technique, which had already reached the subtle realm.

Now that he saw that Chen Zong's Cloud Illusion Mist Transformation Sword Technique had completely reached the realm of perfection, the distance from the subtle realm was only a line away, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Because the cloud mist transformation sword technique belongs to the Linshan Courtyard, it is not circulated outside, and Chen Zong can master it, and it is also after entering the Linshan Courtyard.

Suddenly, in the clouds, two bright and dazzling rays of light seemed to be able to cut through all the hardness.

Cut gold and break jade swordsmanship!

This is a crippled earth-level superb swordsmanship's trick, sharp to the extreme.

Silver knives divide the sea!

Nine strikes of thunder!

The swords clashed.

The Gu Que Sword was horizontal in front of him, blocking the opponent's slash, and the Red Thunder Sword broke through the air like thunder, striking nine blows in an instant, repelling the disciples of the Silver Sword Castle.

Great Flying Dragon Sword!

If the sword flies into the sky, it controls the nine heavens.

When the disciples of the Silver Sword Fort retreated one after another, they hurriedly swung their swords to resist and were knocked away again.

Once, twice, three times, Chen Zong, who seized the opportunity, did not give the other party time to ease down at all.

After a while, the disciples of the Silver Sword Fort retreated to the pavilion with a blue face, and behind them were the pillars of the pavilion, and there was no way to retreat.

If you want to teach Chen Zong a lesson, the result will not work, but he will be pressed and beaten, especially when Chen Zong has only fought a game and consumed a lot of strength.

On the side of Silver Sword Castle, the faces of all the disciples were not good-looking.

"The people of Silver Sword Castle, are there anyone else who wants to fight with me?" Chen Zong stood in front of the pavilion of the disciples of Silver Sword Castle, glanced at it, and asked loudly.

Although there is less than thirty percent of the internal strength left, there is no fear.

The two consecutive victories have made Chen Zong's momentum reach its peak, and the combat power he can exert is also one or two points stronger than usual.

Chen Zong spoke, but no one from the Silver Sword Fort side responded.

Indeed, as long as they are willing to make a move, they will definitely be able to defeat Chen Zong, but they will not be able to save face.

Because Chen Zong's strength has consumed a lot, he has already lost face once, and he can't lose it a second time.

"Brother Chen, your swordsmanship is exquisite, let me see Hunting Heart, after you rest, I want to learn swordsmanship with you, how about it?" A disciple on the side of Proud Sword Villa said with a smile, his eyes shining.

"Good. Chen Zong looked back, and the other party's expression was not half provocative, so he nodded.

Returning to the pavilion, Shi Huanyue's beautiful eyes were a little curious and appreciative, while Guan Yunxi took out a pill and handed it to Chen Zong, which was used to restore internal strength.

It's like a little farce, and after that, someone else challenged it.

Each of them has three-star combat power, reaching the three-star stage and even the peak or even the limit, and the battles between each other are naturally very exciting.

After a period of time, Chen Zong's internal strength was completely recovered, and as for his physical strength, he had already recovered to his peak, and took advantage of the recovery period to carefully recall the previous two battles and look for his own shortcomings to improve.

This kind of gathering is rare, you know, not everyone can gather a lot of super geniuses and fight each other, every battle has its own uniqueness, there is something worth learning.

Chen Zong also found that Qiu Honglie's gaze swept over from time to time, like a sharp sword about to pierce himself, and the inexplicable hostility contained in the depths of his eyes still made Chen Zong a little puzzled.

After all, it was just the first time I saw Qiu Honglie, where did the hostility come from?

It's the end of two battles again, each with its own victory and defeat, but this kind of victory or defeat is nothing, after all, it is not a life and death battle, if you fight life and death, all means are used, and it is not impossible for the three-star peak combat power to kill the three-star extreme combat power.

"Ye Guoshi practices swords, our Aojian Villa majors in swords, and my Wang Chengzhi is beyond my strength, so I ask Ye Guoshi for advice. I also hope that Ye Guoshi will be successful. On the side of Proud Sword Villa, a disciple stood up.

Wang Chengzhi, the third place on the Proud Sword List, is also the most powerful one of the disciples of the Proud Sword Villa who came to participate in the gathering this time, with three-star extreme combat power.

What was surprising was that he actually opened his mouth to challenge Ye Feifei.

Ye Feifei, but he has the combat power of the four-star late stage, and the gap between the three-star and the four-star is obvious, not to mention that there are several small levels of leapfrogging.

"Since you have spoken, I will fulfill you. Ye Feifei was also stunned, he didn't expect someone to challenge him, but he still gave face, and said with a slight smile: "I only have one sword." ”

"Please advise. Wang Chengzhi appeared more than ten meters in front of the main pavilion like a flash of light, pulled out his long sword, and erected it in front of him with a pillar of incense facing the sky.

The feeling is different from the old saying, there is a feeling that you can attack and defend.

Wang Chengzhi didn't have the slightest idea of attacking, the three-star extreme combat power was indeed not weak, but compared with the four-star late stage, the gap was too big and too big, even if he showed his best swordsmanship, he couldn't do anything about Ye Feifei.

In this way, it is better to wait for the other party to draw a sword.

Ye Feifei was still sitting on the stone chair, and he didn't mean to get up.

"Your Excellency, I'm about to draw my sword. Ye Feifei reminded him, and when the words fell, Wang Chengzhi's eyes narrowed, staring at Ye Feifei's sword tightly.

Everyone's eyes were attracted, and without blinking, even Shi Huanyue, a super genius with four-star combat power, widened his eyes.

After reminding the other party and giving the other party enough preparation, Ye Feifei's right hand approached the hilt of the sword without hesitation, clearly, and then, his five fingers opened and clasped the hilt.

A pleasant sword sound sounded, reaching everyone's ears, melodious and crisp, as if coming from the sky, touching the heartstrings.

For the first time, Chen Zong felt that the sound of drawing the sword seemed to be so good, and that kind of agile feeling was like a beautiful piece of music plucked by the strings, and the aftermath was endless.

In the eyes of everyone, except for that sword light, everything around him fell into darkness, and even the bright moon that was hanging in the sky that emitted a white and faint light seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness and disappeared without a trace.