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Chapter 1238 1239 Sword Intent

"Boom"                                                                                                                             

The tornado that Chen Xiu instantly occupied the surrounding area, and even a strand of hair was missing.

"I understand that under such circumstances, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot completely dodge. After dodging dozens of tornadoes, as long as a trace of movement is touched by a tornado, I can detect his position."

"You boy is not stupid."

Chen Xiu had a natural sense of the tornado he emitted.

As soon as the tornado touched Chen Hailong's body, he immediately knew the other party's location.

"Swish!"

Chen Xiu locked Chen Hailong's figure in an instant, and the flying sword in his hand turned into a black light and slashed straight away.

At this time, Chen Xiu used three different attributes of true qi to combine, and his own physical strength was poured into the flying sword, which was as pure as the true qi of a powerful man who had just entered the innate realm.

Under the combination of the two forces, even a small hill was able to split with one sword.

Facing Chen Xiu's sword, even though Chen Hailong was invulnerable to the sword, he did not dare to block it.

The power of this sword is too great. Even if the scales cannot be broken, the internal organs will be damaged.

His body flashed like an illusion, and he planned to avoid Chen Xiu's sword with his own body skills.

Seeing Chen Hailong dodge, Chen Xiu's eyes showed a hint of excitement: "It turns out that under the absolute power, his scales are not fearless!"

The sword technique was unfolded again, all of which were offensive sword techniques. As long as the opponent was locked in, he would no longer be afraid of the opponent dodging.

Chen Hailong did not fight hard with him, and actually wanted to dodge with his body skills. This gave Chen Xiu the opportunity to let go of the attack.

"Swish swish swish swish"                                                                                                                          

"Ding Ding!"

Chen Xiu's body skills are not as good as the demonized Chen Hailong, but the speed of his sword energy is a hundred times faster than the speed of sound.

Chen Hailong did not escape from Chen Xiu's attack, but was attacked by several sword energy, and had to take action to block the sword energy.

His body movement slowed down when he used his move to block the sword energy.

Every time Chen Hailong blocked a sword energy, Chen Xiu approached several feet.

Soon, Chen Xiu had already arrived within three feet of his. The murderous aura contained on the flying sword made Chen Hailong's expression slightly change.

"Damn it, I'm invulnerable. Even if I was injured by his sword, I would be lying on the bed for half a year at most, and he would die!"

Seeing that Chen Xiu's sword technique was changing endlessly, Chen Hailong knew that at this point, he could only attack Chen Xiu and fight head-on, otherwise the situation would become increasingly unfavorable.

"Hiss!"

The snake arm sword broke through the heavy sword energy and took Chen Xiu directly.

"Shit"                                                                                                                             

Chen Xiu wanted to use his powerful strength and pure true energy to storm Chen Hailong's two snake arms to attack his head; while Chen Hailong planned to stab Chen Xiu to death with his stronger defense and elusive sword skills than him.

Chen Xiu's swordsmanship is domineering and powerful, and it is a big deal.

Chen Hailong's sword technique is gloomy and weird, unexpectedly.

The two of them did not touch each other, but just looked for their opponent's flaws to launch a thunderous blow.

Chen Hailong became more and more depressed the more he fought.

He found that no matter what sword technique he used, Chen Xiu repeatedly had several basic sword techniques.

And it is this simplest basic sword technique. He used the fourth and fifth swords of seven swords one after another, but he could not even break it.

When Chen Xiu used his basic sword technique, a tornado formed outside his body, which tightly protected his body.

No matter how fast or exquisite Chen Hailong's body movements are, he cannot escape Chen Xiu's induction.

After fighting for hundreds of moves, Chen Hailong was shocked to find that Chen Xiu's sword technique became more and more powerful, and he actually faintly suppressed him.

Zhang Ye could easily block the sword moves made by the snake arm sword in his hand.

Chen Xiu's sword against time can often hit his head and neck, allowing him to have strong cultivation but cannot exert it.

"The more you fight, the more you become! How could this happen?"

Chen Hailong was shocked and confused.

Chen Xiu had already gained the upper hand at this time, and the combination of true qi, physical strength and sword moves was becoming more and more skillful. When he saw Chen Hailong showing his timidity, a smile flashed slightly across the corner of his mouth, and he thought, "That's what you are capable of?

Go down and accompany your brother, so that he can have a companion on the road to the underworld!"

With a shock in his wrist, Chen Xiu once again performed the sword-sharp style.

By repeatedly using the basic sword style, Chen Xiu's understanding of the artistic conception of swordsmanship became deeper and deeper, especially the combination of the wind attribute true qi.

At this moment, his sword was as fast and invisible as the wind! Facing this sword, not only Chen Hailong was shocked, but Feng Xinglie was also surprised: "This kid has such a high understanding, and he has actually understood a little bit of sword intent! I have been practicing guns for a hundred years before I understand a trace of gun intent. Is he more intellect than mine!"

Feng Xinglie, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart.

If you practice combat skills in the world to a certain level, you will break through to the realm of "no moves are better than moves". After you have no moves, you will understand the level of artistic conception.

The fist has the intention of fist, and the sword has the intention of sword.

Originally, Chen Xiu was thinking about how to break the moves under the theoretical guidance of "Swordsmanship", but he didn't know that the master had reached the state of no moves.

He also practiced basic swordsmanship. By contrasting the principle of "sword art", he had already reached the realm of sword intent without realizing it.

The artistic conception has improved, and the power of his sword has also increased accordingly.

The sword is still a sword, and it is still an ordinary stab, but the power emitted is increased by 50%! “Sword Intention!”

Although Chen Hailong himself had not yet understood the sword intent, there were many masters of the Blood Evil Sect at that time, and there were many masters who could understand the sword intent. He had also seen the world.

I felt that the rotational power and devouring power contained in Chen Xiu's sword were astonishingly powerful.

What's even more terrifying is that countless tornadoes are like small grass in spring, densely popping up beside him.

These tornadoes are not big, but they are not small. Under the influence of these tornadoes, it became difficult for him to dodge! "Ding!"

Chen Hailong's two-arm sword had to fight with Chen Xiu.
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