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The sword is like a star mark, and a sword breaks through the air. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The storm is cold and devastating.

The moment the long sword stabbed the Netherstorm from the tip of the sword, it shattered inch by inch and turned into powder, but the power of the Star Secret Sword was not damaged in the slightest, and it still broke through the storm with amazing sharpness and stabbed away.

The weapons of the Hundred Battlefields are specially made, although they are not pseudo-spirit weapons, but they are better than first-order pseudo-spirit weapons in terms of hardness, and can be comparable to second-order pseudo-spirit weapons, Rao is so, the sword that Chen Zong urged with all his strength is too strong, coupled with the terrifying power of the Netherworld, the pressure on the long sword under the collision is even greater, and it naturally collapses.

In the Nether Storm, Mo Sen's long knife also cracked inch by inch.

In the blink of an eye, under the attention of everyone, it seemed that the terrifying Netherworld Storm that came from the Nine Netherlands and brought destruction devoured Chen Zong's body, but Chen Zong's sword also pierced into the Netherworld Storm and pierced it.

The roar continued to explode from the Netherworld Storm, each of which made the hearts of the people around them beat wildly.

It seemed that a long time had passed, but in fact, it was only in a few breaths, and the Netherworld Storm seemed to be unable to withstand the impact of powerful force, disintegrating from the inside, shattering inch by inch, turning into gusts of yin wind blowing in all directions, and at the same time, everyone only saw a figure flying out like a meteorite.

"It's Mosen!"

Mosen was repulsed. ”

One by one, their faces were horrified.

The Netherworld Storm was completely dissipated, and Chen Zong stood empty-handed in the ring like a ruin, his sword robe was so tattered that his body was broken, his hair was scattered, his face was pale, and there was a faint pain in his body.

Nether Storm is too powerful.

Mo Sen in the distance covered his chest with one hand, there was a charred black palm print on it, and the terrifying blazing power was stirring wave after wave in his body and wantonly destroying, making him move a little, and there was a kind of tearing pain.

The previous fierce battle consumed most of the strength, and the final Nether Storm exhausted the remaining strength, and now Mo Sen did not have much power left in his body.

The same is true for Chen Zong, a powerful vertical and horizontal great true power poured out, and it was completely used to cast the secret sword point star, which was able to repel and injure Mo Sen, and it was also thanks to the powerful body refining cultivation that he used to cast the Mixed Yuan Iron Smelter.

"Do you want to fight again?" Chen Zong asked rhetorically, although the Great True Power was exhausted, most of the physical strength remained, and he still had the strength to fight.

"You won. Mo Sen said, his face still cold.

There is no reason to find, now that he has exhausted his strength, he has no strength to fight again, on the other hand, Chen Zong seems to have any strength left, and he can't admit defeat without admitting defeat.

After admitting defeat, Mo Sen turned around and stepped out of the ruin-like hundred battle ring step by step and left.

"Won. ”

"Chen Zong actually won. ”

"It's terrible, this strength is terrible. ”

"This kind of combat power can definitely be ranked on the small list. A pseudo-transcendent realm in the Hundred Battle Building sighed.

"If you haven't won 80 consecutive victories, do you want to send someone to snipe?"

"Although Chen Zong won, it seems that he is a little strong, and if he sends one person, he may be able to defeat him, but if this is the case, I am afraid that the follow-up will not be so exciting, and the income of the hundred battlefields will only decline again. ”

"There are still three games, Chen Zong is expected to win eighty consecutive victories, arrange someone to snipe him, if he loses, he can only blame himself. ”

The next opponent was immediately arranged to take the stage, but Chen Zong would not be given time to recover his strength, and the rule of the Hundred Battles Ring was that he could not take pills to recover his strength.

"You are very powerful, but now you have how much strength you have left?" The challenger who came on the field thought that he had seized the opportunity, as long as he defeated Chen Zong, no matter whether he won or lost later, he would leave an indelible record, that is, he had defeated Chen Zong, the terrifying vertical and horizontal sword.

"It's more than enough to defeat you. Chen Zong smiled slightly, tiptoe to the ground, and in the roar, the stone slab under his feet shattered instantly, fast to the extreme, and at the moment when the other party didn't have time to react, Chen Zong hit the opponent's body with a punch.

With a bang, it was unmatched, and the whole person flew out upside down, vomiting blood.

"Won again. ”

"It seems that Chen Zong still has a lot of strength left. ”

Soon, another challenger came on the field, and without saying a word, he shot directly and attacked Chen Zong from a long distance.

Chen Zong smashed all the attacks with a wave of his hand, smashed out a punch in the air, the punch was as strong as a dragon, and the roar was devastating, hitting the opponent directly, and flying with one punch.

"Won again. ”

"It's just one game away from winning 80 in a row. ”

"This one, I'm here to fight you. A deep voice sounded, and a tall and mighty middle-aged man fell like a boulder on the ruins of the Hundred Battles Ring, and countless dust and smoke billowed up into the sky around him.

The man was wearing a short gray coat, the muscles of his exposed arms were bulging, as if they were cast of steel, and the wrists of his forearms were wrapped around the palms of his hands with chains the thickness of black pinky fingers, adding a bit of fierceness.

There is a scar on the ordinary face, and the eyes are fierce and sharp, like a fierce beast lurking, and a glance can make ordinary warriors frightened.

He is one of the warriors trained in the hundred battlefields, and he is specially used to snipe the challenger's winning streak.

Judging from the appearance alone, Chen Zong could see that the other party's physique was very strong, and he should have cultivated the body cultivation method and achieved a certain degree of attainment, but he didn't know how strong he was.

"Take me a punch!" shouted violently, the middle-aged man's eyes widened, the fierce light was like blazing, and a punch was raised, like an arrow on a bow, and it was smashed forward.

Bang!

The fist rushed out like a tiger, bringing up the dust and smoke in the sky like a dragon roaring, and countless gravel fluttering and stirring.

This punch is very ferocious, as if it can shatter a mountain.

"It's almost a four-star initial combat power. Chen Zong said secretly, and immediately a punch was blasted out, directly shattering the opponent's fist.

The refining strength in the heyday can completely fight against the early stage of the five-star stage, and if you use the Hybrid Yuan Iron Smelter, it will be even more powerful.

Although the battle with Mo Sen also consumed a lot of physical strength, but after the buffer of the two battles, it recovered a little, almost about sixty percent of the heyday.

Sixty percent of the refining strength is not comparable to ordinary four-star stars.

Seeing that Chen Zong still had the strength to break his offensive with one punch, the middle-aged man was secretly surprised and shot again.

The two fists bombarded out continuously, and wave after wave of fists were like fierce tigers and fierce dragons, and they bombarded continuously, causing the ground to shake and the mountains to shake, and the momentum was amazing.

After blasting dozens of punches in a row, the middle-aged man did not pause, but shouted loudly, his upper body swelled up as if inflated, and the muscles were bulging, and there was a faint layer of blood, exuding a trace of pure qi and blood fluctuations.

gurgling, like the sound of gurgling water, it was the momentum brought by the flow of qi and blood, a powerful qi and blood all went to the right arm, a strange scene appeared, the middle-aged man's right arm continued to expand, and the rest of the body seemed to shrink.

The black chains wrapped around his right arm also flew up like snakes, instantly reddening.

"Blood Hell Dragon Fist!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, the middle-aged man used all his strength to blast out this type of heaven-level body refining martial arts.

The terrifying qi and blood rushed to the sky like wolf smoke, and the right arm that swelled like a pillar seemed to shatter the air in front of it, and the right arm quickly subsided, as if shrinking, and a blood-red dragon head seemed to rush out of the blood prison, roaring with amazing destruction, and slammed into Chen Zong.

"It's so strong!" Chen Zong couldn't help but be shocked: "The power of this punch has completely reached the peak of the four-star level. ”

If it was in its heyday, Chen Zong could ignore it, but now his strength is only sixty percent, and it is a bit hanging.

No matter what, Chen Zong has to win.

Taking a deep breath, between the pure yang qi and blood, all of them surged towards the right arm, condensed in the right palm, and the entire palm swelled like a grinding plate, the whole body was red, emitting a terrible high temperature, distorting the air around it, and there seemed to be invisible smoke rising.

It felt as if a scorching sun had been compressed in Chen Zong's right palm, blazing and incomparable.

Mixed Elemental Ironsmith!

A palm slapped forward, hitting the Blood Hell Dragon's head, and the moment it collided, the terrifying high temperature and violent power directly smashed the Blood Hell Dragon's head, turning into an astonishing blood-colored energy and impacting away, raging in all directions.

Immediately, the blood-colored palm print flew out of his hand and blasted towards the middle-aged man, who was frightened and hurriedly raised his arms to resist.

With a bang, I felt as if my arms had been broken, and the terrible heat continued to invade my arms, burning qi and blood.

Retreat, retreat!

Irresistible.

"Congratulations to Zonghengjian Chen Zong for winning eighty consecutive victories. ”

A voice also sounded from the Hundred Battles Tower.

On the spectator seat, everyone first paused, and then cheered.

Eighty wins in a row!

Chen Zong's eighty consecutive victories are extremely exciting, and they make people think that they are difficult to obtain again and again.

First of all, the fierce battle with Mo Sen thought that he couldn't win, but he didn't expect to win in the end, but it seemed that Chen Zong had also exhausted his strength.

According to the habit of a hundred battlefields, people will definitely be sent to snipe, and as expected, the last battle is a hundred battlefields to snipe, and the combat power is not weak.

Especially the Blood Hell Breaking Dragon Fist was even more shocking.

Rao is like this, Chen Zong still won.

It feels like being thrown into the clouds and falling in an instant, and then being thrown up again, and the feeling of rising and falling in an instant is too exciting.

Upstairs in the Hundred Battles, several pseudo-transcendent realms looked at each other.

They did arrange manpower to snipe Chen Zong, that is, the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man's combat power was not weak, especially the final Blood Hell Breaking Dragon Fist, which had a four-star peak combat power.

If you don't look at Chen Zong in his heyday, you must know that Chen Zong has only fought with Mo Sen with all his strength, and his strength is almost exhausted.

"I didn't expect this son's cultivation to be so masterful. ”

"I also have a body refining martial art that is more powerful than the Blood Hell Breaking Dragon Fist. ”

"Unexpected, completely unexpected. ”

Several pseudo-transcendent realms smiled bitterly.

Now that Chen Zong has won eighty consecutive victories, today's battle is over, and in the future, Chen Zong will continue to challenge, but it is difficult to find such an opportunity again.

And with Chen Zong's combat strength, it doesn't seem to be difficult to win ninety consecutive victories.

No, even the most difficult 100-game winning streak is expected to hit.

The thoughts of several pseudo-transcendent realms on the Baizhan Tower are complicated, on the one hand, they want to see a hundred consecutive victories, and on the other hand, they don't want Chen Zong to win a hundred consecutive victories.