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The cold blade light filled the air, and the blades connected endlessly.
Suddenly, he grasped fifty percent of his power, and under Chen Zong's control, he condensed it into an incomparably tyrannical sword energy, and slashed it upwards.
When the blade and sword collided, the long blade could not resist and was bounced up high. Mo Sen's expression suddenly changed, and his body flew up high along with the long blade.
A terrifying power kept attacking the blade. Not only was it tyrannical, but it also contained a shocking sharpness. Moreover, it was endless, like a tide, wave after wave. It was simply inconceivable.
It was common knowledge that domineering, ferocious, and unyielding forces were usually weaker in terms of sustainability, while continuous forces were usually softer. However, the force of Chen Zong's sword contained domineering, ferocious, sharp, and continuous force, and even contained a kind of flexibility, like the gurgling of flowing water.
"Underworld Blade … Ten Thousand Mammoth Forest!" Hundreds of meters in the air, Mo Sen held the hilt of his blade with both hands, and a vast and mighty sound rang out continuously. It was like thunder, like a gale, and also like a cold wind from hell.
The black long blade was slowly waved, and countless black blade shadows filled the air, like a cold dark cloud that covered the sky and earth. It was gloomy and oppressive. Everyone raised their heads to look, and their expressions changed drastically. They felt that it was difficult to breathe, and their bodies stiffened.
The full name of the Underworld Blade was the Underworld Blade.
Ten Thousand Mammoth Forest was the second ultimate move of the Underworld Blade, and it was more powerful and profound than the Nine Shadows One Kill.
The Underworld Blade light condensed into a cold dark cloud, and a layer covered it, as if the sky was collapsing.
"Chop!" Accompanied by Mo Sen's low shout, which was like the roar of a cold wind from the underworld, the black long blade slashed down. Immediately, a large amount of blade light covered the sky and covered the earth as a dark cloud descended from the sky. It was low and heavy, and the extremely terrifying aura caused the stage below to shake. The faces of the spectators changed greatly, and they all had no choice but to use their full strength to activate their techniques and revolve their True Power to resist the impact of the aura.
If it weren't for the fact that they were far enough away, this kind of aura would have been enough to crush them one by one. Even so, they still felt extremely uncomfortable. It was as if there was an invisible stone blocking their chests. They tried their best to breathe but were unable to take in much air. It was as if they were about to faint from suffocation.
Chen Zong raised his head and stared at the gloomy, cold clouds pressing down from above. He could see that every streak of dark blade light flickered with terrifying sharpness. The gloomy coldness contained an astonishing and irresistible dominance, as if it could crush everything.
The broken Arena of a Hundred Battles seemed to be on the verge of collapsing. Chen Zong felt the pressure on his body increase sharply, like a mountain of knives falling down.
The light in his eyes became brighter and sharper. His arm shook slightly, and as his five fingers loosened and tightened, the long sword trembled slightly, emitting a melodious and ear-piercing sword cry, as if the sword was cheering.
"Slash!"
With a low shout, Chen Zong seemed to use all his strength to slash upward with his sword.
It seemed like a simple slash, but it was the 40th move of the Zonghu Sword Technique, and it was extremely powerful.
The Zonghu Sword Technique was a sword technique that used the Zonghu Sword Technique to activate the Zonghu Sword Technique. Only in this way could its power be maximized. However, under Chen Zong's slow improvement, it could be activated with the new power after the fusion. Its power was not reduced, and it had even more amazing mysteries under the new power.
The sword light broke through the air, like a ten-meter-long crescent rising to the sky. The crescent moon emitted a hazy halo. If one looked closely, they would find that the halo was actually formed by countless shadows of the sword light and the crescent moon.
Up and down, the crescent moon of the sword light directly hit the dark clouds of the blade light, shattering the layers of blade light. However, it was constantly weakened and finally collapsed. A small part of the dark clouds of the blade light remained.
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The slash continued.
Chen Zong waved his sword again. The ten-meter-long crescent moon of the sword light shattered the remaining small part of the dark clouds of the blade light.
His body and sword became one. It was as if he had pierced through the clouds and soared into the sky. The long sword streaked across the sky, like a flying star chasing after the moon, and attacked Mo Sen, who was falling from the sky.
Facing Chen Zong's attack, Mo Sen's expression was cold and solemn. His eyes were as sharp as a blade. He held the long blade tightly with both hands and chopped down. A dark shadow seemed to appear behind him. It raised the huge black long blade like a demon from the netherworld and then chopped down at Chen Zong.
"Netherworld Blade … Netherworld Killing Move!"
This was the third move of the Netherworld Luo Blade. This slash seemed to be able to summon the power of a demon from the netherworld to kill a strong enemy.
The murderous intent was shocking. It was as cold as hell. Everyone in the audience was numb all over. Their blood was frozen, and they could not move. Even their breathing seemed to have stopped. They felt that the blade was coming for them, and they could not dodge or resist it. They could only wait for death to come.
Chen Zong could not dodge it either. When the blade and sword collided, Chen Zong only felt an extremely terrifying force hitting his body. It was as if he could not resist it. His whole body fell from the sky like a meteorite, fiercely bombarding the Hundred Battles Arena.
With a rumble, the earth shook, and the Hundred Battles Arena completely shattered. In the billowing dust, no one could see the situation inside. They could only see Mo Sen falling from the sky.
"What a terrifying move!"
"Did Mo Sen win?"
"Chen Zong couldn't have been killed, could he?"
After coming back to their senses, everyone found that they could move again. They were shocked and started to talk.
When the dust settled, there was a deep hole in the center of the collapsed Hundred Battles Arena. A figure soared into the sky, bringing with it countless pieces of rocks and debris. He landed dozens of meters in front of Mo Sen. It was Chen Zong.
It seemed that other than his sword robe being a bit tattered, he did not seem to have suffered any injuries.
In fact, that was the case. Mo Sen's blade was indeed very powerful. It was enough to kill an ordinary extreme five-star martial artist. However, Chen Zong's strength was not something an ordinary extreme five-star martial artist could compare with.
Moreover, Chen Zong's physique was strong. The Golden Jade Impenetrable Body's defense was amazing. Coupled with the tyrannical sword force, he completely resisted the terrifying power of that blade.
However, Chen Zong was very emotional.
This Mo Sen's background was not ordinary. His inheritance was not simple. It was obvious when compared to the Zongheng Sword Codex.
Before the Zongheng Sword Codex was perfected, its level was not high enough. It could only be considered good in the Tianjiang Prefecture. In the entire Longtu Region, it was nothing.
However, the perfected Zongheng Sword Codex had indeed improved greatly. In the Tianjiang Prefecture, no one could compare with it. Even if it was compared to the sect-guarding martial arts codices of the four middle-ranked Sect, it was not inferior.
However, it still could not be compared with the martial arts codex of the Longtu royal family. It was not that its level was inferior.
The Zongheng Sword Codex was the highest level of the Zongheng Sword Codex. It was just that it lacked other inheritances, such as some ultimate moves and killing moves.
For example, Mo Sen's Ghastly Underworld Luo Blade. Normally, the power of each blade was very strong. It was not weaker than the sword moves of the Zongheng Sword Codex. However, there were also terrifying ultimate moves such as Nine Shadows One Kill, All-encompassing Forest, and even the Ghastly Ultimate Move just now. Those were not things that the Zongheng Sword Codex could compare with.
Mo Sen was also very surprised that his Ghastly Ultimate Move did not hurt Chen Zong at all.
"The Zongheng Sword Codex itself is strong enough, but it lacks the corresponding ultimate moves. My strongest moves are only two secret swords," Chen Zong thought to himself.
Those two secret swords were called by another name.
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It was the Pseudo Lingwu.
The Pseudo Lingwu was also divided into low, middle, and high grades. The Secret Sword Point Star and the Secret Sword Dragon Dance were both low grade Pseudo Lingwu.
As for the Thunder King Transformation that Lin Ziqi used before, Chen Zong estimated that it was at least a middle grade Pseudo Lingwu. It might even be higher.
For the first time, Chen Zong felt that he had very few moves. His lack of skills caused him to be weak when fighting against a strong opponent. He could only rely on the Zongheng Sword Codex to fight against the enemy. He felt that his strength was not enough.
It could not be helped. The foundation of the Zongheng Sword Codex was too weak. Even if Chen Zong had the help of the Ancient Xuan Tablet, his knowledge and experience were limited. It was like a clever housewife could not cook without rice.
"Perhaps, I should find some other sword moves or Pseudo Lingwu to cultivate in the future," Chen Zong thought to himself.
However, right now, he still needed to defeat Mo Sen first. Only then could he continue his winning streak and obtain a hundred consecutive victories.
"You are very strong. Just this alone is not enough to deal with you." Mo Sen suddenly opened his mouth to speak while recovering the strength he had just consumed. "Next, I will use my secret technique to determine the winner."
"Is the winner going to be decided?"
"Finally, the winner is going to be decided."
Everyone could not help but become excited.
"Come." Chen Zong only replied with one word. He held his sword horizontally in front of his chest and placed his left hand on the sword's spine like a sword, slowly brushing it.
"Netherworld Storm …" As Mo Sen's name rang out, the long sword seemed to explode. A gust of cold black wind appeared out of nowhere, as if it was born from Mo Sen's body and directly swallowed his body.
The rumbling sound was terrifying. It was like a storm formed by the wind from the underworld. It descended with the will of death, strangling everything and devouring all life. Everywhere it passed, the shattered stone slabs of the Hundred Battles Arena collapsed.
"Netherworld Storm, Mid-Rank Pseudo Lingwu. He really is the successor of that family." The Pseudo Transcendents of the Hundred Battles Tower had solemn expressions.
Chen Zong's expression was solemn. He felt a kind of terrifying destruction from the Netherworld Storm. It was extremely tyrannical, and its power was probably enough to threaten an early Six-Star martial artist.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong's sword finger brushed across the sword's spine and reached the sword's tip. His unrestrained Great True Qi poured out like flowing water. Countless strands of energy condensed into light and flowed along the sword's spine. The power penetrated the sword's tip and burst out with an extremely sharp cold light, as if it could shatter stars.
Secret Sword: Star Touch!
Chen Zong was still unable to use new energy to activate his secret sword. He could only use his Unrestrained Great True Qi, and its power was still extremely tyrannical.
Using his Great True Qi at the peak of the 9th True Martial Realm, this sword was extremely powerful.
But that was not all. Chen Zong concentrated and stimulated the power of his Sword Intent.
An astonishingly sharp aura descended on the long sword and gathered at the sword's tip, fusing into the cold light. It was as if a terrifying bolt of lightning had struck it.
Staring at the terrifying black storm that was madly sweeping over, Chen Zong stabbed out with his sword.
The space in front of him seemed to tremble, as if it had been pierced through by the sword. Like a hot knife through butter, the sword pierced straight through the black Netherworld Storm.
Everyone unconsciously stood up and stared with wide eyes and craned their necks. They didn't dare to blink, lest they miss the most exciting scene.
On the Hundred Battles Tower, several Pseudo Transcendents also stared with wide eyes.
The Unrestrained Sword and Limitless Saber. The outcome of the battle between Chen Zong and Mo Sen would be decided in this strike.
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