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A small hill!
A pavilion!
The Peerless Beauty and Chen Zong!
This was an eternal and beautiful painting that seemed to have transformed into a brand.
Chen Zong opened his eyes. The intoxicated look in his eyes slowly dissipated and became clear. The intoxicated look on his face also disappeared quickly and became cold.
As cold as the iron in the deep sea!
The strange smile on the Peerless Beauty's face suddenly froze.
"You are a beauty, and the wine is good wine. Unfortunately, my ambition is not in this." Chen Zong opened his mouth and said slowly. His voice was low and sonorous, like the sound of a long sword. It became more and more resounding and earth-shattering. "My ambition … is in the sword!"
The word "sword" left his mouth and resounded through the world. It was as vast and mighty as thunder, and an extreme sharpness tore through the heavens. The stone table and wine jug in front of him were instantly split apart, and the peerless beauty was not spared either. She was instantly ripped apart.
This sword light, containing extreme sharpness and sword intent, broke through heaven and earth.
The light suddenly fell, and Chen Zong's body flew up again.
The sixth floor … passed!
He stepped into the seventh floor!
Since ancient times, those who could enter the seventh floor were all Emperor-level geniuses.
Chen Zong was confident that he could reach or even pass the seventh floor.
However, after seeing it, he was still a little surprised.
The first to third floors tested one's strength directly, the fourth floor tested one's divine thoughts, the fifth floor tested one's reaction and strength, and the sixth floor tested one's mind and willpower.
If one was addicted to it, they would fail the tower.
Chen Zong was addicted at first, but he soon sobered up. However, he did not immediately get rid of it. Instead, he chose to taste the wine.
After all, this was Chen Zong's hobby.
Since he had tasted the thousand-year-old wine, Chen Zong sobered up and did not immerse himself in it. Sword Dao was his true pursuit. As for other things, they were just decorations. He could have them, but he could not be addicted.
On the seventh floor, the light suddenly lit up and a canyon appeared in front of him.
The canyon stretched to the sky as if there was no end.
Chen Zong stood in front of the canyon.
Rhythmic footsteps were heard as a figure stepped out from the shadows of the canyon.
A gust of wind blew past, swirling up the dust and sand in the air. A desolate killing intent gradually spread out between the heavens and the earth.
His long robe fluttered in the wind and sand, and his long hair also fluttered. Under his long and narrow eyes, traces of cold light flickered like ice, releasing a shocking coldness and killing intent.
He was dressed in a coarse robe that resembled yellow sand, with a long sword in a crude scabbard at his waist. Every step he took seemed to have been calculated with the utmost precision. He was like an ascetic cultivator in a harsh environment.
As soon as this person appeared, Chen Zong's pupils constricted. A trace of horror grew in his heart and quickly spread out.
Very strong!
For a moment, it was difficult for him to determine the cultivation of the other party. He only felt that the other party was a threat.
However, this was already the seventh level of the King-Naming Pagoda. If one could pass the seventh level, they would be able to trigger the Seven-Colored Heavenly Flower. That would be an earth-shattering phenomenon. It was rare to see one in a hundred years. Naturally, the difficulty of the test would be high.
He was a swordsman who had walked out of the Gobi Grand Canyon.
He was a strong opponent.
Immediately, the battle intent condensed and shot up from Chen Zong's body into the sky.
The yellow sand swordsman also seemed to be attracted. He also released a terrifying wave of sword intent. The sword intent shot up into the sky as if it was going to tear the heavens apart.
As soon as the sword intent appeared, the originally gentle wind and sand instantly became violent, resonating with the sword intent.
In an instant, Chen Zong and the yellow sand swordsman both moved.
Chen Zong took a step forward. His feet were wrapped in dense lightning. It was the sixth step of the Thunder Stomp Nine Heavens. Its speed was astonishing.
The yellow sand swordsman also moved. Countless sandstorms swept up, as if supporting his legs. It looked like he was flying in the wind and sand.
Close!
Unsheathe the sword!
In an instant, the two of them passed by each other. As they were unsheathed, they had already exchanged more than a hundred blows.
"Great!" Chen Zong suddenly felt excited. The blood in his body boiled. He turned around and his sword pierced through the air. It was as fast and fierce as a shooting star.
The yellow sand swordsman also turned around in an instant. His longsword swept through the air, stirring up a sandstorm. Its power was shocking to the extreme.
It was indeed powerful. In just a few breaths' time, it had exchanged more than a thousand blows with Chen Zong. It was evenly matched.
The cultivation of the early Seventh Heaven Saint Realm erupted in an instant. The terrifying power shook the heavens and earth. It was as if it could shatter everything. Lightning surged from the soles of his feet to his entire body, covering his shoulders. It made Chen Zong look like a lightning swordsman.
The seventh step of the Thunder Stomp Nine Heavens!
Chen Zong's speed increased. His sword pierced through the air towards the yellow sand swordsman.
However, the yellow sand swordsman pointed his longsword and spat out a word, "Suppress!"
In an instant, an invisible force and will descended from the sky and directly struck Chen Zong's body, causing his body to tremble. The lightning on his body was extinguished, and his Saint Energy, tyrannical Chaotic Heavenly Energy, and astonishing Qi and blood were suppressed into the depths of his body, making it difficult for him to move.
The world seemed to be filled with an invisible, colorless, and boundless force field, causing Chen Zong to lose all of his extraordinary powers, leaving him with only an ordinary level of physical strength.
Immediately, Chen Zong also realized that the yellow sand swordsman was the same.
There was no strong physical strength. There was no extraordinary strength.
Could it be that they were going to compete with their swordsmanship?
That seemed to be the case.
The yellow sand swordsman rushed again. His feet stepped on the dry sand and stone ground. He swept toward Chen Zong at an amazing speed.
If this speed was compared to before, it was like the difference between heaven and earth. However, if it was an ordinary person, it was as fast as lightning.
At this moment, both the yellow sand swordsman and Chen Zong had their extraordinary strength suppressed. They were only left with ordinary strength. Therefore, their speed did not seem slow.
Chen Zong also moved.
Although he only had ordinary strength, his ultimate control of his own strength was not weakened or suppressed. This control was not strength, but an ability. It was an invisible ability that could not be suppressed.
His muscles trembled. The power was transmitted to his feet and then burst out. His whole body shot out like an arrow. He was even faster than the yellow sand swordsman.
He drew his sword!
A sword without the support of extraordinary strength such as Saint Energy, Qi and Blood Qi, Chaotic Heaven Energy, and Taoist Will could not be called a swordsmanship. It could only be called a swordsmanship. It was a pure technique of wielding the sword. It was the most basic of all, and it tested one's basic skills.
Chen Zong paid a lot of attention to the basics of swordsmanship.
However, he had never thought that he would one day have to challenge the King-Naming Tower and fight with a strong opponent. However, he had encountered a similar situation when he entered the Xuanming Microcosm.
The two sides approached each other. Their swords broke through the air and clashed.
Stab!
Slash!
Bang!
Strike!
The most basic sword techniques were performed to their heart's content under their swords. The sword light was bright and intense. Even though they did not have the support of extraordinary powers and only relied on the strength of ordinary people, they were still able to cut through the air with exquisite sword techniques, forming sword qis that streaked across the surroundings and the ground, leaving intersecting sword scars.
Moreover, this kind of exquisite swordsmanship without the support of extraordinary strength was performed with only ordinary strength. Every strike was a direct close combat. Every strike was extremely dangerous. Once touched, one would be injured immediately.
With the body of an ordinary person, if one was injured, it would have a significant impact on one's strength.
Chen Zong was very excited by this kind of life-and-death battle where only sword skills were used without the use of extraordinary strength. He felt a kind of horror and trembling from the bottom of his heart. It was not fear, but a kind of madness that came from the depths of his bones.
They were evenly matched!
To his heart's content!
Chen Zong forgot everything and displayed his swordsmanship and swordsmanship to his heart's content.
Even without the support of extraordinary strength, with only pure swordsmanship and swordsmanship, there was a kind of true charm to it. It was as if he was about to touch something.
The Yellow Sand Swordsman's swordsmanship was also very advanced. Every strike was astonishing and contained a trace of indescribable charm.
It was as if with every strike, there would be yellow sand coming at him.
This was not extraordinary strength. It was a mystery derived from the Yellow Sand Swordsman's cultivation of swordsmanship to an astonishing level.
This mystery made Chen Zong feel strange. As they fought, he also felt as if he was in the middle of yellow sand.
Chen Zong could not help but think of a method in the past. A method of integrating spiritual will into swordsmanship to interfere with the world. It was a method that he had comprehended in the Xuanming small world.
However, as his swordsmanship improved, it had already been sublimated.
But now, it seemed that this method still had great potential to be unearthed. At least, this was the case in the Yellow Sand Swordsman's swordsmanship.
However, Chen Zong would not take this path again, because it had already been sublimated.
Fight!
The fight was fierce!
The fight was crazy!
The two swords clashed, constantly bursting out astonishing sparks. They sputtered in all directions as if they were going to ignite everything.
With a slight shake of his wrist, the sword body trembled. One sword split into three, and three into nine. Nine beams of sword light were incomparably sharp. They shot out from the front and shrouded the Yellow Sand Swordsman.
The Yellow Sand Swordsman turned his sword. It seemed as if yellow sand was sprinkling down to block the sword light.
Their bodies crisscrossed, and they swung their swords again.
This time, the nine beams of sword light turned into arcs and shot out from all directions. It was impossible to guard against and resist.
The Yellow Sand Swordsman tried his best, but he could only block eight beams of sword light. He was hit by one of the beams of sword light. His arm was immediately pierced, and he was immediately injured.
Kill him while he was injured!
The nine beams of sword light shot out again. This time, it was not a straight line or an arc. Instead, it condensed into one and became more and more dazzling.
Kill!
Chen Zong used all the strength in his body. It was an outburst that surpassed the limit. The sword was unstoppable. It was as fierce and overbearing as a meteor from outer space.
The sword, with the overbearing power of heaven and earth, directly shattered the yellow sand. The Yellow Sand Swordsman's sword pierced straight through.
Kill!
The Yellow Sand Swordsman's arm holding the sword fell limply. Immediately, his body dissipated in front of Chen Zong, like a wisp of sand scattered between heaven and earth.
In the next breath, Chen Zong felt that all the suppressed power had returned to his body. It was a feeling that he had not felt for a long time.
The feeling of mastering power was really, really good.
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