(Question, how many times will Chen Zong temper his blood? Moreover, I heard that people who vote for rewards will become more handsome)

Afterimage!

Whisk willows!

Eagle Strike!

Three swords in a row, Chen Fenghua swung his sword to resist, and retreated again and again, the sword light seemed to be pervasive, making him dizzy and difficult to deal with.

"I throw in the towel. Chen Fenghua's face was full of bitterness: "It's a nightmare to be an opponent with you." ”

Six times, it was already the sixth battle for the chief king, and he was also defeated by Chen Zong's sword for the sixth time, and each time it was faster than the last, Chen Zong's progress speed made him only look up, and hit his proud heart to the ground.

Soon, it will be the final battle of the sixth battle for the chief king.

Chen Zong, the chief of the sword group, faced off against Chen Guzhan, the chief of the boxing group.

"Ha!" With a loud shout, Chen Guzhan's blood and qi carried his skin red, and his strength was directly increased by three hundred catties, reaching a terrifying one hundred catties, and the more rounded realm of perfection unfolded with heavy punches, and his fists were like boulders falling from the sky, continuously bombarding Chen Zong, blocking the surroundings.

It can be said that if there is no Chen Zong, Chen Fenghua and Chen Guzhan will occupy the chief king, but unfortunately, Chen Zong's existence makes them only second.

"This son's combat skills have improved a lot compared to before. Elder Xing nodded repeatedly.

"Not bad, indeed. "This is Elder Li, one of the elders of the clan hall, because he has heard many times that the chief king was won by the same person, he is very curious, and he specially came to watch the battle: "This son is naturally strong, and he is most suitable for cultivating the fist technique of strength crushing, but he can recommend it to Elder Wei." ”

"Hmm. Elder Xing also nodded and looked at Chen Zong: "This son himself is quite talented in swordsmanship, and he has the teaching of Izumo's girl, which is even better." ”

"It's the blessing of my Chen family. Elder Li smiled, appreciative.

In the ring, the wind was agitated, it was brought by the continuous bombardment of Chen Guzhan's two fists, the strong wind was howling, the power was amazing, and the air pressure alone was enough to suppress many martial artists, so that they had no power to resist.

Chen Zong didn't seem to be affected, swinging his sword calmly, it seemed chaotic, but in fact, he shattered one air flow after another, and stabbed out with the impact of the air flow.

Afterimage Swordsmanship!

Whisk willow swordsmanship!

Eagle fencing method!

The three swordsmanship that had reached the realm of perfection were alternately cast, unpredictable, and gradually, a trace of the eagle's fencing technique could be seen from the afterimage swordsmanship.

Continuously weakening Chen Guzhan's offensive, disrupting his rhythm, and then introducing his own swordsmanship rhythm to suppress and defeat.

"Got you winning again. Chen Guzhan was indignant and was defeated by Chen Zong's sword for the sixth time.

Chen Yong's original old-fashioned face was even more sad, Chen Yuyao and Chen Yidao were numb, and until now, they had never been the leader of the group, and they had only been tempered for the second time.

Not surprisingly, Chen Zong won the title of Chief for the sixth time, and was rewarded with ten energy pills and a jar of Tiger Yang Bone Wine.

It's a pity that since he has quenched his blood and qi three times, the energy pill has not played the slightest role, and can only be reduced to food, when he cultivates the Tiger Roar Technique to the point of being hungry, eat one pill to supplement the consumption of the body, as for the effect of the Tiger Yang Bone Strengthening Wine, it is getting weaker and weaker, so far the refining of the sixth blood qi is minimal, but it is better than nothing.

"If you want to complete the sixth blood qi refining, it will take at least more than two months or even more than three months. Chen Zong said secretly, sometimes when he thinks about it, it is better to simply directly impact the fourth layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, but reason also restricts his impulsiveness, only by refining his blood and qi to the limit can he forge the best foundation.

Sharpen the knife and don't mistake the woodcutter!

In the house, a whole jar of Tiger Yang Bone Enhancement Wine was drunk by Chen Zong, and now that he has refined his blood and qi five times, he can completely withstand the medicinal power of a whole jar of Tiger Yang Bone Wine.

Cultivating the Tiger Roar Technique, the blood and qi surged like the water of a long river, and the roars of the fierce tiger continued in the body, seemingly echoing throughout the house, which was extremely terrifying.

After ten consecutive Tiger Roar Recipes, the medicinal power of a whole jar of Tiger Yang Bone Strengthening Wine was absorbed cleanly, but the blood qi refining did not improve much progress, which made Chen Zong quite helpless.

Pick up the sword and come to the corner of the martial arts training ground to practice swordsmanship.

The afterimage swordsmanship and the eagle fencing method are each ten times, focusing on the eight styles of the real sword.

"The True Sword Eight Styles have already reached the pinnacle, and now they have comprehended a lot, perhaps, they can try to break through. ”

"With the subtlety of the Eight Styles of the True Sword, once I break through to the realm of consummation, I am afraid it will be of great help to my blood and qi refining. ”

With a secret sound, Chen Zong put the sword into the sheath, adjusted his breathing to a long and subtle level, and then put out a sword posture.

The spirit is highly concentrated, forgetting everything in the outside world, only the sword in his hand.

Draw your sword out of its sheath!

The obscure sound entered the ears, and with the help of the scabbard, the speed of the sword reached the extreme, and it slashed forward, as if the waning moon swept the sky.

Draw the sword!

The body shape and footsteps are like waves undulating and retreating, and a sword is like a rapid current, the sword light is dazzling, and the sword roar pierces the ears.

Punch the sword!

The iron sword glowed with dazzling light, circling in the sky above, stirring the heavens and the earth, and absorbing the momentum of the wind and clouds.

Ring Sword Pose!

The sword that circled around it was ready to reach its peak, paused for a moment and then slashed forward suddenly, the sword was extremely bright and powerful, as if there was a high mountain in front of it, and it would also be split and split in two.

Slashing Sword Style!

With the momentum of a sword slashing, there was no pause, the wrist twisted rapidly, and between the ups and downs of the body, the iron sword flew like a butterfly, the sword flowers were chaotic, the dazzling sword light flickered, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the false.

Chaotic sword style!

A touch of sword light condensed to the extreme, making it impossible to look at it directly, shuttling out from the chaotic flying sword light, fast to the extreme, and killing in an instant.

Sword Style!

Collecting the sword, the body is like a big bow opening the string, and the strength of the body rises from the feet, through the waist to the right arm, Chen Zong can clearly feel that the blood and qi of the body are like the water of the long river, the right arm seems to be inflated in a circle, and the unrivaled strength is like a huge wave of endless waves.

Out of the sword!

The iron sword broke through the air, shattering everything, the sword light was brilliant to the extreme, the sword whistle was like a magic sound filling the brain, sparks splashed, and a trace of scorching smell diffused.

Exploding Sword Style!

The momentum is like a tidal current, from far to near.

The blood and qi flowed back, returned to the body, the swollen right arm recovered, there was a trace of weakness, and the tip of the naturally falling iron sword shone with a trace of red light, which was caused by the excessive strength of the sword explosion style, and the friction and heat with the air, which quickly faded.

This time the Eight Styles of the True Sword, Chen Zong practiced to a new height, like blessing in the heart, all kinds of essentials emerged, so that Chen Zong captured a trace of the realization of the state of perfection.

Strike while the iron is hot and practice again.

Over and over again, the accumulation of the past was like the potential being tapped, and every time Chen Zong could feel that his comprehension of the Eight Styles of the True Sword was deepening.

One day, two days, three days......

On the fifth day, Chen Zong once again cultivated the True Sword Eight Styles.

The last sword is an explosive sword style, a sword pierces out, the air shatters, and under the dazzling sword light and the sword roar that pierces the brain like a magic sound, it bursts out with an incomparable sharpness, which is the sharpness that pierces through all hardness, and that is the sharp edge that tears through everything.

The blood and qi surged, like a torrent waterfall, the tiger roared on its own, the body trembled slightly, and the sound was like a tiger roaring, Chen Zong was surprised at first, and then his face was full of joy.

There was no accident, the True Sword Eight Styles broke through, from the peak of Dacheng to the realm of perfection, and the blood and qi of the body were also affected and tempered by themselves.

After a full sixty breaths, the agitated blood qi gradually calmed down, and Chen Zong felt it carefully, smiling happily.

"Well, the benefits brought by this breakthrough are enough to be worth half a month of hard work. ”

The Eight Styles of the True Sword of the Realm of Consummation can be exercised to ten percent of one's own parts, in other words, the whole body can be exercised, and for martial disciples below the peak of the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, the cultivation effect is excellent, making Chen Zong more and more curious about the mysterious sword tip in the space in the center of his eyebrows.

So, what kind of treasure is it?

He was able to teach himself the extremely advanced foundation-building swordsmanship of the True Sword Eight Styles.

It's a pity that the tip of the mysterious sword never had the slightest response, so Chen Zong could only hide his doubts.

"When the Eight Styles of the True Sword reach the realm of perfection, it will have a sharp momentum, and it will be unstoppable!" Swinging the sword casually, casting the moves of the Eight Styles of the True Sword, Chen Zong felt that the iron sword in his hand seemed to be able to sharpen the iron like clay, and the power was amazing.

Taking a deep breath, the excited heart calmed down, regained composure, put the sword into the sheath, and posed the sword pose again, and suddenly, a trace of sharp momentum condensed on the body and gradually diffused out.

Chen Zong did not immediately draw his sword, but carefully felt the changes in his body, the Eight Styles of the True Sword of the Perfection Realm were a little different from the peak of Dacheng.

After a while, Chen Zong understood the change of the sword style, and only then did he shake his body and draw the sword style.

The sword light was like a waning moon, cutting through the front with an astonishing edge, leaving a faint white scratch.

Soon, the Eight True Sword Styles were practiced, and the blood and qi of his body accelerated like a rapid.

Without a pause, Chen Zong once again put on the sword posture and continued to cultivate until his arm was sore.

"Cool. His face was drenched in sweat, but Chen Zong was willing to laugh and laugh.

At this point, all of his foundation-building martial arts have reached the state of perfection.

"The next step is the transcendent realm. Chen Zong secretly said to himself, it is an unattainable goal, whether it can be achieved, I am not sure, but it is worth trying.

After going back to the house to wash up and change into clean clothes, Chen Zong took the sword and went to Chen Izuyun's courtyard, the eight styles of the true sword reached the state of perfection, which is gratifying, but it is not worth being proud of, and the daily training still has to continue.

Now, the weight of his arms has reached 40 catties each, the heavy iron ball used in training the word stabilization technique has also reached 40 catties, and the duration of his right arm has reached 15 minutes, and his left arm has reached 14 minutes, which is a very obvious improvement compared with the beginning.

Every time he fought for the chief king, Chen Zong never relieved his burden, which means that every time, he never showed his strength, but all this was only known to himself and Chen Izuyun.

In front of the wooden frame where the quasi-word trick is trained, there are a new batch of round wooden balls on it, which are smooth and round like jade beads.

Chen Zong approached with seemingly idle steps, drew his sword and stabbed out, the sword light was linked, three times in an instant, almost at the same time, stabbed the three largest round wooden balls, stabbed a little in the center, but the three round wooden balls did not move at all.

Fast, accurate and stable has achieved remarkable results.