There was a very ordinary hut in Mystical Martial Alley. There were many such huts in Mystical Martial Alley, but one of them was Chen Zong.
After resting for half a day, Chen Zong's injuries gradually healed with the help of medicine.
This was thanks to Chen Zong's precise control of his body and the right ratio of medicine. He absorbed all of it without wasting a single bit.
Immediately, Chen Zong began to comprehend.
The benefits of this breakthrough were very obvious. Chen Zong's strength had increased tremendously. That was why he had been able to turn the tables and kill a group of Titled Martial Artists and Radiant Guards in a desperate situation. He had shocked everyone and successfully escaped.
Now, it was time to settle down.
Chen Zong still remembered everything that happened when he broke through. At that moment, his strong Spiritual Will broke through the shackles between his eyebrows and flapped its wings like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon and flying high.
At the same time, the Spiritual Will that shot out also received information from heaven and earth. It was similar to a kind of inheritance. It was a kind of application and mystery of the Spiritual Will.
Spiritual Manifestation!
In other words, it was to use the Spiritual Will to simulate something in the natural world, such as flowing water, mountains, flames, storms, and so on.
Of course, to comprehend it, one needed to have a strong enough Spiritual Will, as well as enough training and settling down.
Any success did not come out of thin air, nor was it achieved overnight. It required hard work and sufficient accumulation.
Those Titled Warriors had been constantly training themselves and accumulating when they were at the Martial Warrior and Elite Warrior stage, consciously targeting a certain aspect.
For example, the Long River Sword King had cultivated sword techniques that were somewhat related to rivers. He often observed the flow of the river and finally created the Long River Sword Technique before the river to achieve a breakthrough.
The Red Sun Blade was similar, and so was the Fierce Wind Warrior.
They, even those Martial Saints, were only proficient in one kind. Their Spiritual Will could simulate or even transform into a kind of power to affect and interfere with reality.
It was not just confusion.
Chen Zong, who had mastered this method, knew deeply that the application of Spiritual Will was almost tangible. It was very ingenious and amazing. By attaching it to a sword, it could greatly enhance the strength, toughness, and sharpness of the sword, thus increasing its power.
Chen Zong was different from other Titled Martial Artists and even Martial Saints. His Spiritual Will was extremely strong and was several times stronger than that of top-notch Titled Martial Artists. Furthermore, not only could he conjure one type of power, he could also conjure other types of powers.
For example, when Chen Zong first broke through, he transformed Thunder and lightning. After getting used to it, he gradually transformed it into torrents, torrential rain, sharp metal, and so on.
Right now, Chen Zong was settling down. Once he settled down, he was confident that he would be able to transform his psyche into a myriad of manifestations.
.. the Imperial Royal guards...... The Imperial Guards were the elites of the elites....... elites... elites. elites........
Among the three thousand Imperial Guards, there were differences.
. Swordsman.
Long Spear Soldiers Soldiers Long!
. Archers.
The three thousand Imperial Guards formed an encirclement, sealing off all the exits of the Mystical Martial Alley from all directions.
Then, warriors in blood-red armor with dragon claw patterns appeared. There were 20 of them.
Dragon Blood Guards.
Every Dragon Blood Guard was a top-notch elite warrior, and out of the twenty of them, four had even reached the level of Titled Warrior.
In addition, 20 Bright Light Guards, 20 Jingan Guards, 20 Iron Guards, 20 Anguo Guards, and 20 Baizhan Guards were deployed. They entered Mystical Martial Alley to find Chen Zong's whereabouts and kill him.
Ming Hou's residence could only nurture 30 Bright Light Guards. It was a great loss to lose 10 of them. Now, he deployed the remaining 20 without mercy. It represented Ming Hou's firm determination.
There were 40 Dragon Blood Guards. Mobilizing 20 of them was half of the total.
The other Jingan Guards only had 30 at most. Mobilizing 20 of them at once was very scary.
Immediately, a tall figure wearing golden armor stepped into the Mystical Martial Alley like the wind.
"Even this lord is mobilized."
"It seems that Chen Zong is doomed this time."
The royal family did not block any news of this battle. They wanted to let the world know that the warriors had declined. Even if they called themselves the Sword God, even if they had the strength of a Martial Sage, it would not change anything.
In the hearts of the commoners, warriors had a very high status, especially Martial Sages. They were a symbol of noble status.
However, the Monarch's strategy was to prioritize the royal power over the warriors. This time, because of Chen Zong, the atmosphere among the warriors had become heated, and there were signs that something was going to happen. Even though it was only a temporary phenomenon, it was absolutely not allowed to happen. Once there were signs, it had to be nipped in the bud to ensure that there would not be any changes.
Chen Zong must die!
The royal family deliberately released the news to let people know how powerful the royal family was. A Martial Sage was nothing in front of the country. The real power was the country's power. In this way, the cohesion of the warriors would be further strengthened.
Many warriors were watching and waiting. Even if they knew that Chen Zong would definitely die in the face of such a lineup and such a force, they still had a little expectation in their hearts. That slight expectation was like a candle in the wind, burning in the night wind, which could be extinguished at any time.
As warriors, even if they had become the royal family's hired thugs, they still had a sense of pride and expectation as warriors in the deepest part of their hearts.
The Sword God!
Unknowingly, in a short period of time, this had become a symbol and pride.
It was the last struggle.
If the Sword God could survive this battle, perhaps the era of warriors would return. There was a slight possibility.
However, the possibility was too low. It was almost impossible.
Because 3,000 imperial guards, six David Guards, and even the Martial Sage of the royal family had come in person.
If they could not escape, they could only fight to the death.
In the ordinary house, Chen Zong was frightened. He felt a trace of palpitation for no reason. He almost suffocated.
Danger!
Danger!
Danger!
There was a great terror and danger coming.
With a flash of light in his eyes, Chen Zong knew that the royal family had taken action. A bloody battle was inevitable.
Then, come on.
Chen Zong's injuries had been healed, and he had almost settled down after the breakthrough. He only felt his blood boiling.
Perhaps this battle would be the last one before he left this world. Because Chen Zong had grasped the opportunity to master the Half-step Sword Intent.
Strictly speaking, the application of spiritual will was actually close to the Tao Intent.
In other words, it was the predecessor of the Tao Intent. It was the first and most crude stage of the Half-step Tao Intent.
The breakthrough was close at hand. As long as he was willing, he could really make a thorough breakthrough.
Then, let's fight.
Chen Zong's blood boiled, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky, but it was immediately suppressed.
He had to fight, but he couldn't fight blindly and recklessly. The royal family's action this time was definitely not a small matter. They had mobilized a terrifying force that was enough to kill him. In that case, he had to be cautious enough to defeat them one by one in order to ensure his survival and kill the enemy.
Chen Zong was not afraid at all. Instead, he felt his blood boiling. There seemed to be a flame burning in his chest.
He took a deep breath to calm himself down. His eyes became sharper, like the edge of a sword that could penetrate everything.
"You … also feel excited …" Chen Zong held the hilt of the Mind-clearing Sword and said secretly. The sword seemed to be psychic and trembled slightly.
The sword was excited, and so was Chen Zong's heart.
He was excited for the upcoming bloody battle.
He was excited for the sword to be stained with blood.
Practicing the sword should be used to kill people!
The sword was a lethal weapon. It was a killing weapon.
The three thousand Imperial Guards did not enter the Mystical Martial Alley to search. Instead, they scattered outside the alley and sealed everything. As long as Chen Zong rushed out, he would immediately be besieged by at least a few hundred of the three thousand Imperial Guards.
Hundreds of Imperial Guards who were more elite than elite soldiers. Their individual strength might only be at the Martial Warrior level, but when they worked together, even a top Titled Martial Warrior would not be able to last for a few breaths. Even a Martial Saint would be entangled and unable to escape.
There were even tens of thousands of elite soldiers outside waiting for orders to provide support.
This was a death trap, a hopeless situation.
The six great guards, a total of 120 people, were divided into six teams. They entered the Mystical Martial Alley and searched from six directions.
A figure in golden armor walked quickly and searched in the alley.
The Mystical Martial Alley was famous. It was not small, but it was not very big either. 120 people could finish searching in half a day if they wanted to. Moreover, these people had undergone strict training and had the topographic map of the Mystical Martial Alley to refer to.
Time passed slowly. Chen Zong tried his best to adjust and maintain his state.
Footsteps!
Chen Zong's ears twitched slightly. He heard footsteps. It was very soft, but it was getting louder and louder. Although it was not obvious, Chen Zong was certain that it was not an auditory hallucination.
Moreover, it sounded as if there was only one set of footsteps. To ordinary people or Titled Martial Warriors, this was true. However, to Chen Zong, it was not.
It was a uniform footstep. The weight of the footsteps was the same when they landed, the speed of their movements was the same, and the width of their strides was the same. It was as if they were one.
"Twenty …" Chen Zong thought to himself. His eyes were getting brighter.
The footsteps of twenty people were exactly the same, as if they were made by the same person. This ability immediately made Chen Zong think of the six great guards.
"Bright Light Guards?"
"Or something else?"
Chen Zong guessed.
Yesterday, he had seen the strength of the Bright Light Guards. If he had not achieved a breakthrough, it would not have been easy to defeat them.
Ten Bright Light Guards were already comparable to top Titled Martial Warriors when they joined forces. If twenty Bright Light Guards joined forces, they would definitely be stronger.
Chen Zong did not know which of the six great guards the twenty people were from. However, no matter which one they were from, he was not afraid. Even if they were the most powerful Dragon Blood Guards, Chen Zong was confident that he could go against them and even kill them.
Confidence came from strength.
They were getting closer!
The footsteps of the twenty people were getting closer and closer. Through the footsteps, Chen Zong made a judgment and judged how close they were.
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