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Blood gas transport!

Block!

Back off!

Put your sword in the sheath!

Sword Pose!

A sharp aura permeated out, locking Tang Junluo and making him look solemn.

The hidden dragon trick was carried to the limit, and the blood and qi surged like a dragon, exuding great pressure, and the dragon pattern on the golden spear in his hand seemed to be affected, and there was a trace of blood on it.

The Hidden Dragon Marksmanship and the Hidden Dragon Technique belong to the same lineage, and using the Hidden Dragon Technique to urge the Hidden Dragon Marksmanship will increase the power of the Hidden Dragon Marksmanship a little.

Fourteen hundred pounds of power!

Get the hidden dragon trick to increase the power of the hidden dragon marksmanship!

At this time, Tang Junluo's strength is absolutely terrifying, but Chen Zong at this time will not be inferior.

The tiger's roar was carried to the extreme, and the blood and qi vibrated and surged, as if there was a tiger roaring continuously, exuding the majesty of the king of beasts.

The power of a thousand pounds!

The Eight Styles of the True Sword of the Realm of Perfection that are better than the Hidden Dragon Marksmanship!

Which is stronger and which is weaker can only be known by fighting hard.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Elder Tang Zhigu's pupils contracted, and from Chen Zong's starting hand, he felt a sharp momentum, which seemed to be able to cut through the unparalleled true sword of all things.

Elder Xing smiled, but he was also surprised in his heart, this sword technique, he had seen Chen Zong perform it before, that is, when he fought for the first chief king, he had never used it again, but he didn't expect it to reappear today, it was already a perfect realm, and the momentum alone was many times better than the Eagle Fencing Technique.

"Perhaps, it will not be defeated. Elder Xing secretly thought that as long as Chen Zong could remain undefeated under Tang Junluo's spear, it was his greatest expectation.

The spear danced, and Tang Junluo once again posed the hidden dragon marksmanship starting style - the hidden dragon style!

The starting style of a martial arts is very important, not only to have the effect of inheritance, but also to be able to converge its own flaws to the extreme, waiting for the opportunity to find the flaws of the other party, and when it comes to shooting, it is the fastest time.

The air seemed to freeze, and the invisible pressure made all the warriors feel suffocated, and the sound of swallowing saliva became so clear, and a trace of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

Tang Junluo's eyes collided with Chen Zong's eyes, like a flash of lightning.

The Hidden Dragon Marksmanship's momentum like a Hidden Dragon soaring into the sky firmly locked Chen Zong, as long as Chen Zong showed a slight flaw, he would immediately be bombarded like a storm.

The sharp momentum of the True Sword Eight Style, which is the unparalleled edge of the True Sword, also locked Tang Junluo, making him have no doubt that as long as he showed a slight flaw, he would be greeted by an amazing sword light that could cut the mountain and stone apart.

The eyes met, the momentum collided, and the blood and qi continued to be carried, like the water of a long river gushing endlessly, and after a long time, the burden on the two of them was not small, and sweat seeped out of the forehead and slid down the cheeks.

The momentum has been raised to the extreme, and it has come to the time when it has to be launched.

Guns come out like dragons!

True Sword Matchless!

Dragon-style!

The blood-colored dragon pattern on the golden spear seemed to come to life, turning into a golden and red intertwined dragon, rushing out of the abyss, shattering the dance of the nine skies, and blasting towards Chen Zong with incomparable might.

Sword Pose!

The iron sword was unsheathed, and the friction sound was like a collision of gods and iron outside the sky, as if a spark was sputtering out, and the sword light was like a waning moon, cutting through the air, and it was incomparably sharp, cutting through everything and killing Tang Junluo.

As soon as you make a move, you get out of control.

Dragon Style!

Coiling dragon pose!

Wyvern Pose!

Ascending Dragon Pose!

Punch the sword!

Ring Sword Pose!

Slashing Sword Style!

Chaotic sword style!

Under the strength of 1,400 catties, the power of each shot of Tang Junluo was extremely terrifying, with an amazing whistling sound, like a wave that overwhelmed the mountains and seas, and like a giant cannon that shattered the sky and clouds.

In terms of strength, although Chen Zong is not as good as Tang Junluo, the power of the True Sword Eight Style is better than that of the Hidden Dragon Marksmanship, especially the cultivation of the three words of fast, accurate and stable, which makes Chen Zong's sword stronger.

For a time, the shadow of the gun flew and the sword light surrounded, dazzling and dizzying, and the collision again and again was amazing, stirring in all directions, and it was deafening.

The gun picks a straight line, and the sword walks lightly.

But Tang Junluo's gun was full of domineering, as if a king commanded the world.

Chen Zong's sword is unparalleled sharp, capable of slashing everything.

Hidden Dragon, True Sword!

Who can be stronger.

"Take my last shot...... Canglong style!" With a low shout, Tang Junluo's momentum broke through the limit and reached a new height, holding the gun in both hands, the whole person seemed to be fused with the golden spear, like a dragon falling from the sky, smashing the clouds with its teeth and claws to tear the sky, as if he wanted to smash the earth and sink.

"Explosive sword style!" The sound is like a tiger's roar, and it is like a symphony of gold and iron, rolling and surging from the depths of the throat, like a muffled thunder falling from the sky, and the feet exert force, and the hard ground kicks out two footprints, the power surges, mixed with a body of blood, and goes straight to the right arm, like a sea of water, the right arm instantly expands a circle, and the green tendons are raised.

With a roar, like a tiger king jumping over a mountain, like a meteor falling to the ground, without reservation, Chen Zong stabbed out a sword, and that sword was not only uncast, but also unparalleled.

Countless sparks splashed, the sword body turned red, and the smell of scorching was permeated.

Collide!

Except for Elder Xing and Elder Tang Zhigu, the others only felt their heads shake, and the incomparably sharp sound pierced their ears like needles, causing them a headache, so they couldn't hear anything, and their eyes had to be closed, otherwise the dazzling light would blind them.

The terrifying impact of qi made the ground seem to be slashed fiercely, directly cutting a gap.

The spear was out of his hand, the iron sword was broken, Tang Junluo and Chen Zong stepped back five steps in a row, only to see Tang Junluo's hands trembling again and again, his five fingers curled up, as if he couldn't straighten it, Chen Zong's right hand cracked, blood overflowed, staining the only remaining hilt of the sword.

With a crisp sound, the golden spear fell from the sky and stuck on the ground, the body of the spear shook by itself, and the fragments of the iron sword fell like a torrential rain, scattering all around.

Who wins and who loses?

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, the Chen family really has a great genius, this battle can be regarded as a draw. Elder Tang Zhigu was surprised and hurriedly smiled.

"It's a tie. Elder Xing nodded, his old face smiled, his original expectation was that Chen Zong would be able to hold on to Tang Junluo's gun without defeat, and there was a gap between the peace hand, but now it was unexpected.

In fact, he could completely see that Chen Zong's disadvantage lay in the sword.

Tang Junluo's spear is a treasure iron level weapon, but Chen Zong's iron sword is an iron level weapon, the difference is obvious, if the sword Chen Zong is holding a treasure iron level, this time the collision and loss may be Tang Junluo.

But fighting, never pay attention to the so-called fairness, background, resources, talent, strength, as long as you embark on the road of martial arts, it is inevitable and insufficient, only you can work hard to fight for it.

"Chen Zong, I remember your name. Tang Junluo said, with his hands behind his back, and a smile appeared on his face: "After becoming a martial artist, I will fight you again, and at that time, I hope you can change to a better sword." ”

With the golden spear, Tang Junluo and Elder Tang Zhigu left, and the martial disciples of the Chen family, after reacting, were all excited.

Chen Yidao and Chen Yuyao looked at Chen Zong's not tall and strong figure, but found that unconsciously, they seemed to be able to only look up to each other.

When did this transformation begin?

Unconsciously, there was a trace of pride in their hearts, Chen Zong, who came out of the Xiaohu Town tribe with them.

"Chen Zong, it's good. Elder Xing walked over and unabashedly praised him: "How many times have you refined your blood qi?"

"Five times. Chen Zong didn't hide it.

"Is it the limit?" said Elder Xing in surprise.

"Not yet. Chen Zong also answered truthfully.

In other words, you can quench your blood qi at least six times. Elder Xing was even more pleasantly surprised.

The blood qi was tempered six times, which was the highest record in the Chen family, Chen Zong showed an amazing talent for sword training, and now this blood qi cultivation talent is also very extraordinary, which makes him have an unexpected joy.

"Okay, well, Tang Junluo defeated the genius martial disciples of the two great families and the other four major families, but he was only hindered by you, Chen Zong, in view of the prestige of my Chen family, you should be rewarded. Elder Xing's tone was a little excited: "You go to the weapon room to get a refined iron sword, and later, I will have someone send you a piece of Tiger Yang Zhuang Bone Paste and a hundred energy pills." ”

"Thank you, Elder. Chen Zong smiled heartily.

"You deserve it. Elder Xing was very satisfied.

"Refined Iron Sword!" the martial artists were envious, especially the few people in the swordsmanship group.

Weapons can be divided into three levels, Fan Iron Grade, Refined Iron Grade, and Treasure Iron Grade.

The vast majority of martial artists in the family can only use mortal iron-level weapons, and only after becoming a martial artist can they be given refined iron-level weapons, as for the treasure iron level, it is very difficult, and only very important ones are eligible to obtain them.

In terms of value, a sword of the mortal iron level is almost twenty or thirty jade coins, but the value of a refined iron level sword is at least ten times, and as for the treasure iron level, its value will be ten times more.

In addition, the reward of a piece of Tiger Yang Zhuang bone paste also made the martial disciples red-eyed.

According to the size, a piece of Tiger Yang Zhuang Bone Paste can be brewed at least more than ten jars of Tiger Yang Zhuang Bone Wine, which has a very significant effect on blood and qi quenching, as for the energy pill, although the effect is not good, but a hundred grains is also a lot.

"Chen Zong, I see that the foundation building sword technique you performed at the end is very mysterious, what is the name?" Elder Xing asked again.

"True Sword Eight Style. Chen Zong replied after a little hesitation.

"Would you like to give this sword technique to the clan. Elder Xing's tone was fiery, and his eyes were full of expectation: "Don't worry, as long as you want, I can call the shots and give you a higher reward, choose any one Iron Sword and ten pieces of Tiger Yang Bone Paste." ”

The surrounding martial artists were short of breath one by one, especially those in the swordsmanship group, who were about to faint.

Chen Zong was stunned, shocked, and very moved.

For sword practitioners, the attraction of a good sword is incomparable, it is not only a hobby mentality, just like an antique collector gets rare antiques, but also can bring a significant increase to their own strength.

It can be said that if in the previous battle, what he held in his hand was an iron sword, he was afraid that he had already defeated Tang Junluo.

As for the ten pieces of Tiger Yang Zhuang Bone Paste, the attraction is not small.

"Elder, this sword technique was taught by a senior, and I can't decide without his consent. Chen Zong thought about it, and finally said.

The eight styles of the real sword are passed down by the tip of the mysterious sword, which is very mysterious, and it is just a matter of practicing it yourself, and before you figure it out, you don't dare to spread it out indiscriminately.

"That's fine. Elder Xing also knew that this was not easy, especially if it was taught by his predecessors, so he no longer dwelled on it: "Cultivate well and win glory for the family." ”