The wind was strong, and the sky was cloudless. Only the shocking sword intent kept gushing out, as if it could shatter the nine heavens. It was getting more and more terrifying.
This sword intent was surging out from Yu Feilong's dragonized body. It was extremely violent, like a raging tide.
Chen Zong's sword intent didn't feel as strong as Yu Feilong's. On the contrary, it seemed to be very weak, but it also had a drifting and unpredictable feeling. If one were to sense it more carefully, they would discover the terror contained within. It was a great terror that could tear through everything.
Facing the tyrannical sword intent of Yu Feilong, Chen Zong's expression didn't change. He used his own sword intent to resist the impact of Yu Feilong's tyrannical sword intent. He didn't move at all, and he was carefully comprehending the changes, especially the changes in his own sword intent.
In the Quasi-Supreme Sword Principle Realm, his sword intent had also risen to the Quasi-Supreme Sword Intent level. It had surpassed the Origin Sword Intent, and was close to the Supreme Sword Intent.
The ultimate move of the Great Flying Dragon Godly Sword, the Nine Heavens Flying Dragon Nine Kills, didn't kill Chen Zong. It even seemed that Chen Zong's robe was damaged, and he wasn't injured at all. Yu Feilong was puzzled.
However, the truth was right in front of him. There was only one explanation.
"A supreme treasure!" Yu Feilong murmured. His eyes shone with a cold light.
Chen Zong must have some kind of healing treasure on him that could heal all injuries in an extremely short amount of time. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be unharmed after taking on the Nine Heavens Flying Dragon's Nine Kills. He must have been injured and recovered with the help of some treasure.
Yu Feilong's figure flashed across the sky. His body and sword became one, and he directly attacked. The Golden Dragon Great Sword slashed down. It was as if the sword could split the world, and he wanted to cut Chen Zong in half.
Let's see what kind of ability your supreme treasure has.
Yu Feilong's sword was extremely tyrannical. The void was directly cut open, and then shattered. No matter what it was, it would be cut open by this sword.
Cut!
Chen Zong didn't dodge at all. He stood there motionless, staring at the rapidly approaching Yu Feilong and his sword.
After dragonforming, Yu Feilong's power was even stronger. His speed was also much faster. In the eyes of the other supreme experts, they could barely catch a glimpse of Yu Feilong's figure. It was very blurry.
However, in Chen Zong's eyes, although Yu Feilong's speed was very fast, his figure was very clear, and his trajectory was also very clear. This was because when Yu Feilong's sword and sword arrived, Chen Zong's eyes saw strands of silk appear on Yu Feilong's body. These silk strands were flickering and fluctuating, allowing Chen Zong to better predict the changes in his opponent's trajectory.
In the next breath, Chen Zong swung his sword.
It was a simple sword strike, a casual sword strike, but it gave people the feeling of a child casually swinging a tree branch, but it was not so simple and crude.
When this sword strike was swung, it coincided with one of the flashing trajectories and locked onto Yu Feilong's subsequent changes.
Yu Feilong suddenly realized that his sword strike, which carried an extremely terrifying power, seemed to be unknowingly weakened.
This feeling was very strange. It was as if a gust of wind blew through dust, blowing up layer after layer of dust, causing the dust to constantly drift and eventually disappear.
The power of this sword strike was also weakened to the extreme, unable to pose any threat to Chen Zong.
Immediately after, Chen Zong's sword pierced towards Yu Feilong. The speed of the sword was not fast and appeared ordinary. However, it gave Yu Feilong a feeling that he could not dodge and could only block with his sword.
With a slight but sharp clang, Chen Zong's sword struck Yu Feilong's sword. Yu Feilong's expression suddenly changed. He felt that it was just an ordinary sword strike, as if it didn't have much power. However, in an instant, an extremely terrifying power erupted, as if it was the full blow of an ancient beast puppet.
He couldn't take it!
The Golden Dragon Greatsword bent in an instant. The terrifying power caused the bent greatsword to strike Yu FeiLong's sternum. With a clear cracking sound, one of his ribs was broken and he was sent flying.
Unbelievable!
Dragonized Yu Feilong was stunned.
It should be known that the strength of a dragon was extremely tyrannical and shocking, capable of shattering the heavens and the earth. The Five-clawed Flying Dragon was also a top-tier existence in the Dragon Clan. Once the power of the bloodline was stimulated, Yu Feilong's tyrannical strength directly increased by a lot.
It could be said that among those at the same level, there were very few who could compete with him in terms of strength after activating the power of the bloodline.
But now, he was repelled. It was just a sword strike, a seemingly ordinary sword strike.
He didn't understand, but Chen Zong himself understood why.
It looked like a simple sword, but in fact, it contained an extremely terrifying power.
The advantage that the faintly discernible trajectory brought to Chen Zong was a kind of deduction. It was as if he could foresee the opponent's next move, so he could react in advance.
This was a change brought about by the quasi-Supreme Sword Realm. Of course, in all fairness, it didn't bring much help to Chen Zong, because Chen Zong could deduce extremely quickly under the One Heart Sutra, and could vaguely foresee it. But if the opponent was too strong, the effect of the deduction would be constantly weakened.
The trajectory brought about by the quasi-Supreme Sword Realm was faintly discernible and hard to grasp. If it was always there, the significance would be completely different, and it would be of great help. However, Chen Zong reckoned that it would only be like this when he reached the true Supreme Sword Principle Realm.
The real improvement that the quasi-Supreme Sword Realm brought to Chen Zong was integration.
Integrating one's swordsmanship and strength was like condensing different ropes and twisting them into one.
It was different from the condensation in the past. It wasn't forcibly condensed, but condensed according to a certain pattern, coexisting with each other, and having both power and mystery.
However, Chen Zong knew that he was still exploring, and had only grasped the quasi-Supreme Sword Realm in the initial stage. There was still great potential to be unearthed. Just this alone made his swordsmanship undergo a transformation.
That sword strike appeared to be very ordinary, yet it had actually returned to its original state and was impossible to dodge. Moreover, it contained an extremely terrifying power that was powerful and overbearing to the extreme. When the sword struck Yu Feilong's sword, it was as if a star had collided with it, a world had collided with it. Its power was overbearing to the extreme.
Yu Feilong was directly injured, although such an injury was nothing to him. With the awakening of the Five-Clawed Flying Dragon's bloodline, he could quickly recover from it.
The second sword strike followed. The sword strike still gave people the feeling that it was so simple and understated, but the speed of the sword had increased by a few notches.
Yu Feilong found that he still couldn't dodge it, and could only wave his sword to block it. Once again, his sword was struck, and the terrifying power pushed across, like the impact of an ancient mountain. He couldn't completely withstand it, and was sent flying again, spitting out three mouthfuls of blood.
Chen Zong stood still, and was already hundreds of meters away from Yu Feilong. He raised his sword again, and his eyes were calm and indifferent. He stared at Yu Feilong, who was hundreds of meters away, and made Yu Feilong feel that he couldn't dodge it no matter what.
Chen Zong couldn't dodge it. No matter how he changed, he couldn't dodge it. He waved his sword again.
They were hundreds of meters apart, but the moment Chen Zong waved his sword, it was as if he had crossed the distance in an instant, and the sword arrived.
The third sword strike was even faster than the second.
Yu Feilong was hit by the sword again, and was sent flying. This time, he spat out five mouthfuls of blood.
Chen Zong found that Yu Feilong's strong physique and powerful combat strength made him an excellent target for practicing swordsmanship.
The superb realm of the quasi-supreme sword realm gave Chen Zong more profound swordsmanship attainments. With this as the foundation, Chen Zong integrated all the swordsmanship that he had learned and created.
Heart Swordsmanship!
World Swordsmanship!
Void Kill Swordsmanship!
Ancient Swordsmanship!
The mystery of each swordsmanship was extracted by Chen Zong one by one, and then integrated into each sword strike. With each strike, Chen Zong's swordsmanship improved, approaching the quasi-supreme swordsmanship.
All Swords in One!
It was the same for swordsmanship, and so was swordsmanship.
The mystery of thousands of swordsmanship all merged into one. That was the culmination of swordsmanship. It was the pinnacle and the strongest.
This was Chen Zong's path of supreme swordsmanship.
Different swordsman had different swordsmanship and different swordsmanship.
Chen Zong's path was to integrate the mystery of thousands of swordsmanship into one. This was the most difficult path, and the most complicated way. Because one had to constantly learn, comprehend, and see the mystery of various swordsmanship to absorb their essence, it was destined to take a long time.
In addition to a long time, one had to have sufficient talent.
Otherwise, if one did not have enough talent, no matter how hard one worked, it would be a waste of time. If one had enough talent, it would take a long time, ten times or even dozens of times longer than others.
Chen Zong was different. He had superb talent in the Way of the Sword. Coupled with his shocking comprehension ability and the assistance of the Heart Sutra, Chen Zong was able to save over a hundred times the amount of time. That was why he could walk such a path.
Even so, Chen Zong had a deep understanding of the hardships.
If he did not have many opportunities, such as when some swordsmanship experts tried to take over his body, failed, and left their cultivation experience and comprehension of swordsmanship, and so on, and turned them into his own things, he was afraid that he would have to spend more than ten times the time to get to this point.
But he dared not say anything. Now that he had finally reached this level, he could continue to improve, and he could see the hope of continuing to improve.
It was like a great road to heaven.
One sword after another, each sword was faster than the last, more domineering than the last, and more mysterious than the last.
However, every sword strike that he unleashed looked ordinary and mediocre.
Each sword move was an integration, a kind of improvement.
Chen Zong felt that his swordsmanship had improved, and he was not far from surpassing the Origin Swordsmanship and reaching the level of quasi-supreme swordsmanship.
Chen Zong was immersed in this improvement, but Yu Feilong was not. He was hit again and again, and was constantly injured. He spat out dozens of mouthfuls of blood, and the bloodline power of the Five-clawed Flying Dragon was constantly being consumed. Yu Feilong's face was extremely pale, and his eyes were filled with exhaustion.
Nine swords!
It was just nine swords, and he had fallen to this point. It was hard to believe.
When he saw Chen Zong raise his sword again, his eyelids twitched unconsciously, and an indescribable fear suddenly erupted from the depths of his heart. Like a flood bursting a dam, it swept out crazily and spread to every part of his body, and he was trembling.
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