Every strike of the scarlet sword net contained the strongest power of Chen Zong's Bloodstained Battle Technique. There were dozens of strikes, and they were formed under Chen Zong's increased sword speed.
This move did not have a name. It was a sudden inspiration from Chen Zong, and it was as powerful as a killing move.
It was fast and covered a large area. Fu Jiuzhong did not dodge or retreat. Instead, he stood still and crouched slightly. His expression was cold and solemn, and his eyes were filled with ruthlessness and coldness. He was like a ferocious wolf that wanted to tear everything in front of him to shreds.
Fu Jiuzhong, who had assumed this posture, stretched out his arms and bent his fingers. The chilly wind around him whistled and quickly gathered toward his arms like ripples, then rushed to his palms.
A scene that puzzled many people appeared. Fu Jiuzhong's palms were actually absorbing the chilly wind that was surging toward him like ripples.
Marquis Lin Shan and Marquis Wu Shan's expressions suddenly changed. Yin Luosheng, who was under the black robe, seemed to let out a strange laugh.
Fu Jiuzhong's reaction was very fast. By the time he finished doing all this, the scarlet sword net had arrived.
"Open for me!" Fu Jiuzhong roared. As if he had used up all his strength, his ten fingers bent like hooks, and the black gloves on his hands emitted traces of black light. His ten fingers each grabbed the sword net, and he instantly exerted force and tore the sword net apart. The tyrannical energy fluctuations caused the remaining sword net to collapse and scatter.
Countless scarlet rays of light swept past Fu Jiuzhong, but they did not cause him any harm.
"Pseudo Spiritual Artifact!" Situ Zhan said in a low voice.
"He actually has a Pseudo Spiritual Artifact!" Duan Zhixing said in a low voice.
"Yin Luosheng, how dare you play such a trick!" Marquis Lin Shan was furious.
"Hehe, when did I play a trick? I've already told you before that my disciple's combat strength is not above the three-star level," Yin Luosheng said with a smile. It sounded like he was defending himself, but it also sounded like he was proud of his success.
Indeed, Fu Jiuzhong's combat strength was only close to the four-star level even after using a secret technique. He had not truly reached the four-star level, so he was not above the three-star level. However, if he used a Pseudo Spiritual Artifact, it was different. His combat strength could be directly raised to the early four-star level.
Some powerful Qi Refining Realm martial artists were able to unleash a portion of the pseudo-spiritual weapon's power, and the effect was very obvious.
The difference between a three-star pinnacle and a four-star beginner was much greater than the difference between a two-star pinnacle and a three-star beginner.
In other words, if there were no accidents, Chen Zong would be defeated and possibly killed.
While everyone was still reacting to the situation, Fu Jiuzhong did not stop after tearing apart the net of swords. Instead, he charged toward Chen Zong at an incredible speed, sending out consecutive palm strikes.
One after another, palm prints broke through the air. As they whistled, a chilly wind blew. The coldness seemed to seep into one's bones.
Fortunately, Chen Zong had used the Burning Blood Combat Technique. Under the burning of his Pure Yang Qi and blood, the temperature was astonishing. However, he was still slightly affected.
This kind of coldness shocked Chen Zong.
When the sword light pierced through the air and cut open the first palm print, Chen Zong could feel the power contained in it. It was very shocking and much stronger than before. Traces of gloomy and cold aura quickly spread from the sword to the palm.
His inner force vibrated and his Qi and blood erupted, destroying the cold and gloomy aura.
Chen Zong also heard the crowd's exclamations. Naturally, he knew that his opponent had used a pseudo-spiritual weapon.
His figure flashed, and like a red lightning bolt, he disappeared from Fu Jiuzhong's sight and reappeared in front of him in an instant.
Fu Jiuzhong had activated the pseudo-spiritual weapon's power and increased the power of his attacks, but he did not increase his speed. Chen Zong was still faster than him.
However, Fu Jiuzhong's reaction was very fast. The moment Chen Zong appeared in front of him, he had already finished gathering power with his palms. He sent out a palm strike, stirring up a terrifying roar of gloomy wind.
Chen Zong was even faster. His pupils instantly turned silver as if they contained an extremely terrifying power.
Spirit Sword!
The Burning Blood Combat Technique was not the only secret technique that Chen Zong cultivated.
Unlike the Burning Blood Combat Technique, the Spirit Sword was a secret technique that focused purely on one's willpower. It also attacked one's willpower.
Fu Jiuzhong's attack was very fast, but Chen Zong's Spirit Sword was even faster. In an instant, two invisible sword-like rays of light shot out from Chen Zong's eyes. They crossed a short distance and shot into Fu Jiuzhong's eyes with indescribable speed.
Fu Jiuzhong felt as if his head had been pierced by a sword. The intense pain caused his body to involuntarily tremble. His palms, which were about to strike out, also froze in midair. Fu Jiuzhong subconsciously closed his eyes in extreme pain.
Fu Jiuzhong's eyes flew open in a very short moment. His eyes were bloodshot, and they contained an astonishing amount of ruthlessness and killing intent. It seemed as if they would drip blood at any moment.
Fu Jiuzhong's palms, which had paused in midair, suddenly changed directions and blocked Chen Zong's two swords. His palms quickly moved and grabbed the blades of the two swords.
Pseudo-Spiritual weapons possessed great power. At the same time, they were extremely tough and durable. It could be said that the material of pseudo-spiritual weapons was superior to the majority of divine weapons.
Although the Red Lightning Sword and Ancient Imperial Sword were very sharp, they could not cut through Fu Jiuzhong's pseudo-spiritual gloves.
A contest of strength!
Fu Jiuzhong tightly gripped the blades of the two swords. He wanted to seize Chen Zong's swords. For a swordsman, the sword was the most important component of their strength. Once they lost their swords, their combat power would immediately plummet.
Chen Zong could not possibly let Fu Jiuzhong seize the two swords.
However, Chen Zong was very surprised. One had to know that his willpower was very strong, far surpassing that of other martial artists of the same level. When he used the Spirit Sword secret technique, the impact was very strong. Even if he could not kill his opponent, he could still obstruct them, just like in his battle with Silver Saber Fort's Jiang Baichen.
However, it was not very effective against Fu Jiuzhong.
There were only two reasons for this. The first was that Fu Jiuzhong's willpower was extremely strong, so strong that it was not inferior to Chen Zong's or even stronger.
The second was that Fu Jiuzhong already knew that Chen Zong had mastered the Spirit Sword secret technique and had prepared for it.
The latter was more likely.
Fu Jiuzhong's Spirit Sword did not work. When the two swords were caught, a frigid energy continuously invaded Chen Zong's arms through the swords, trying to freeze his arms. However, it was resisted by his burning Pure Yang blood and Qi. At the same time, it also increased the consumption of his Pure Yang blood and Qi.
Fu Jiuzhong was a very difficult opponent to deal with, especially when he had a pseudo-spiritual weapon.
Chen Zong knew that he had to bring out more trump cards.
The Triple Revolving Force secret technique was an option. It could greatly increase the strength of one's inner strength, but the price was that one's inner strength would be exhausted after a short period of time. However, Chen Zong did not intend to do so. This was because the Triple Revolving Force secret technique required some time. Moreover, he had already used the Burning Blood Combat Technique.
Many secret techniques would put a burden on the body. The more secret techniques used at the same time, the greater the burden.
If the burden of using one secret technique was one, then the burden of using two secret techniques at the same time was not two, but three, or even higher.
However, there were some secret techniques that did not have a burden, such as the Tiger Power Body. Of course, a secret technique like the Tiger Power Body would have to endure extreme pain during the cultivation process.
The Chaotic Heaven Breaking Energy surged and instantly poured into the quaint bracelet on his right hand.
This bracelet was called the Dragon Power Bracelet. It was obtained from a cave of Martial King Huntian and was considered a gift from Martial King Huntian.
At first, Chen Zong only knew that the Dragon Power Bracelet had an inexplicable power. Not long ago, when he learned about the so-called pseudo-spiritual weapon, he was sure that the Dragon Power Bracelet was a pseudo-spiritual weapon.
Fortunately, it was a pseudo-spiritual weapon. If it was a real spiritual weapon, Chen Zong would not be able to use half of its power. He might even get himself killed.
All this time, Chen Zong had not used the power of the Dragon Power Bracelet. This time, he had no choice but to use it.
A dragon's roar resounded in all directions, hitting everyone's eardrums. It was as if a dragon had awakened. A powerful force burst out from Chen Zong's right hand.
"A pseudo-spiritual weapon!"
Everyone, including Marquis Linshan, was shocked.
Chen Zong actually had a pseudo-spiritual weapon.
"This disciple of mine is deeper than I thought." Marquis Linshan muttered to himself. Only he could hear it.
Most people could not recognize a pseudo-spiritual weapon when its power was not activated. Not to mention that Chen Zong wore it on his right hand and usually covered it with his sleeve. It was even harder to notice.
Marquis Linshan did not pay special attention to it. After all, in his opinion, it was impossible for Chen Zong to have a pseudo-spiritual weapon.
Dragon-shaped energy burst out from Chen Zong's right hand. Under the guidance of Chen Zong's tyrannical spiritual will, it poured into the sword in his hand and immediately erupted with an astonishing power. It instantly bounced off one of Fu Jiuzhong's palms and stabbed towards Fu Jiuzhong with the power of the Dragon Power Bracelet.
Fu Jiuzhong had no choice but to let go and retreat.
After Chen Zong used the power of the Dragon Power Bracelet, the balance between the two sides was broken again.
Seizing the opportunity to counterattack, Chen Zong used Infinite Sword Slash.
The first slash was faster than the aurora. Fu Jiuzhong could only passively resist. Before he could adjust, the second slash arrived.
The third slash!
The fourth slash!
The fifth slash!
The faces of the Silver Saber Fort's people immediately turned gloomy. This was Jiang Baichen's Infinite Sword Slash.
One slash after another, Fu Jiuzhong had no chance to counterattack. He could only retreat again and again, using his pseudo-spiritual weapon and his own power to passively defend. Some parts of his body were cut open because he could not defend in time and were dripping with blood.
Chen Zong's slash became more and more powerful as it went on.
Fu Jiuzhong gradually felt that he could not hold on any longer, as if the next slash would kill him.
Yin Luosheng saw this and knew that the situation was hopeless. Unless Fu Jiuzhong could interrupt Chen Zong's swordsmanship, only death would await him if he continued.
Could Fu Jiuzhong interrupt Chen Zong's swordsmanship?
If Chen Zong did not use the power of the Dragon Power Bracelet, he could. But now, he could not.
Fu Jiuzhong was like a small boat that could be destroyed by the sword light at any time.
"Fu Jiuzhong, kill him at all costs." Yin Luosheng's voice rang in Fu Jiuzhong's ears again.
Fu Jiuzhong was slightly startled. A piece of flesh was cut off by the sword. The sharp pain woke him up.
Yin Luosheng's words were equivalent to exchanging his life for Fu Jiuzhong's.
Determined, Fu Jiuzhong charged at Chen Zong, allowing Chen Zong's two swords to pierce through his body. Then, with his palms brimming with the power of a pseudo-spiritual artifact, he ruthlessly slammed them at Chen Zong.
Mutual destruction!
Yin Luosheng's lips curled into a cruel smile.
"Be careful!" Guan Yunxi cried out. The Marquis of Linshan instantly moved. Yin Luosheng also moved to intercept him.
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