MTL - Sword God-v2 Chapter 13 Generous rewards

(The first one is presented today and continues to make the list)

Blood gas handling!

Block!

Back!

Close the sword into the sheath!

Fujian style!

Sima Feng's sharp breath permeated, locked Tang Junluo, and let him look dignified.

Qianlong Jue was carried to the limit, and his blood was rushing like a dragon, exuding great pressure. The dragon pattern on the golden spear in his hand seemed to be affected, and the last trace of blood was diffused.

The Qianlong marksmanship and Qianlong tactics belong to the same vein. Using the Qianlong tactics to motivate the Qianlong tactics will increase the power of the Qianlong tactics a little.

Fourteen hundred pounds of power!

Get the Qianlong tactics to enhance the power of the Qianlong marksmanship!

Tang Junluo at this time was absolutely terrible, but Chen Zong would not be inferior at this time.

Hu Xiaojue was carried to the extreme, the blood fluttered and rushed, as if the tiger was roaring constantly, exuding the might of a king among beasts.

Great power!

The Eight Realities of True Sword Realization that is Better Than the Qianlong Marksmanship!

Stubborn and weak, only war can be known.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Elder Tang Zhigu's pupils contracted, and from the starting position of Chen Zong, he felt a kind of sharp potential, which was a kind of sharpness and sharpness that seemed to be able to cut the true swords of all things.

The awake elder smiled, but he was also surprised. This sword technique, he had watched Chen Zongshi before, that is, the first chief king battle, he never used it again later, I did not expect to reproduce today, already It is a state of perfection, and the momentum alone will be many times better than the fencing of the eagle.

"Maybe, it won't be defeated." The elder Xing Xing secretly thought, as long as Chen Zong can remain undefeated under Tang Junluo's gun, that is his greatest expectation.

Long gun dances, Tang Junluo once again puts out the Qianlong marksmanship-Qianlong style!

The starting method of a martial art is very important. It can not only serve the purpose of inheritance, but also converge its flaws to the extreme, waiting for opportunities to find each other's flaws. It is the quickest time to hit.

The air seemed to freeze, and the invisible pressure made the martial arts suffocate. The sound of swallowing saliva became so clear that a trace of sweat leaked from the forehead.

Tang Junluo's eyes collided with Chen Zong's eyes, such as electro-optic lasing.

The potential of Qianlong's marksmanship as if the dragon was flying in the depths of Yuanyuan firmly locked Chen Zong. As long as Chen Zong showed a slight flaw, he would immediately be bombarded by storms.

The sharp trend of the real sword eight-style true sword without twins and sharpness has also locked Tang Junluo, so that he has no doubt. As long as he reveals his flaws, he will be amazed by the sword light that can cut mountains and stones.

The eyes met, the momentum collided, and the blood was constantly transported. It was like the water of a large river flowing endlessly. For a long time, the burden on the two was not small. The sweat leaked from the forehead and slipped down the cheek.

The momentum rose to the extreme, and it was time to start.

The gun is like a dragon!

True Sword Warriors!

Tamron style!

The blood-colored dragon pattern on the golden spear, as if alive, turned into a golden and red-colored interlacing dragon, rushing out of the abyss, smashing the Jiuxiao-like dance, and blasted to Chen Zong with unparalleled power.

Fujian style!

The iron sword came out of the sheath, and if the sound of friction collided with the **** iron from outside, it seemed that Mars sputtered out. The sword light was like a waning moon. It cut the air and was extremely sharp. It cut everything and killed Tang Junluo.

A shot is out of hand.

Touring the Dragon!

Panlong style!

Flying Dragon!

Thang Long!

Red sword style!

Ring sword style!

Cut sword style!

Chaos sword style!

Under the strength of 1400 pounds, each of Tang Junluo's guns was extremely terrifying, bringing an amazing whistling sound, like the waves of mountains and rivers, and the cannon that broke the sky.

In terms of strength, although Chen Zong is not as good as Tang Junluo, the power of the eight swords of the true sword is worse than the Qianlong marksmanship, especially the practice of the three-character formula of quick and stable, making Chen Zong's sword stronger.

For a time, the guns were flying and the swords were surrounded by lights, which was dazzling and dazzling. The collisions were amazing and excited, making people deaf.

The gun is straight, and the sword is light.

But Tang Junluo's gun was full of domineering, as if a monarch had commanded the world.

Chen Zong's sword is sharp and unparalleled and can cut everything.

Qianlong, true sword!

Who can be stronger.

"Take my last shot ... Canglong style!" With a low sigh, Tang Junluo's momentum broke through the limit and reached a new height. He held the gun with both hands, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with the golden spear. As a Canglong fell from the sky, his teeth and his claws were broken. The clouds tear through the sky, as if to crush the earth and sink.

"Boom sword style!" It sounded like a tiger roaring, but also like a golden iron and iron, rolling from the depths of the throat, such as sultry thunder, falling on both feet, stiffly pushing the hard ground out of two footprints. Swelling, mixed with a flesh, straight to the right arm, like a cross current in the sea, the right arm swells for a moment, and the blue tendons are raised.

A roar, like a tiger king leaping into a mountain, like a meteor falling to the ground, without reservation, Chen Zong stabbed a sword, which was not only sharp and unforgiving, but also imposing.

Countless Mars splashes, the blade is red, and the scorching smell is diffused.

collision!

Except for Elder Awake and Elder Tang Zhigu, everyone else only felt their heads flicker, and their extremely sharp sounds pierced into their ears like a needle, causing them headaches, and they could hear nothing. A dazzling light blinds them.

The terrible momentum impact made the ground seem to be severely chopped, making a gap directly.

With the spear off and the iron sword broken, Tang Junluo and Chen Zong stepped back and forth five steps in succession. I saw Tang Junluo trembling with his hands, his fingers curled, as if unable to straighten, Chen Zong's right hand cracked, his blood spilled, and the redness remained. Hilt.

With a crisp sound, the golden spear fell from the sky and was inserted on the ground. The gun body trembled and the fragments of the iron sword fell like rainstorm, spilling all around.

Who wins?

"Ha ha ha ha, yes, yes, the Chen family really had a great genius. This battle was even a tie." Elder Tang Zhigu laughed quickly after being surprised.

"Everything is a draw." The elder awake nodded, and the old face smiled and opened his flowers. His original expectation was that Chen Zong would be able to hold on to Tang Junluo's gun and be defeated. There was a gap between the peace hands, but now with a draw, it is beyond. Unexpected.

In fact, he can fully see that Chen Zong's disadvantage lies in the sword.

Tang Junluo's spear is a Baotie-class weapon, but Chen Zong's iron sword is an ordinary iron-class weapon. The difference is obvious. If Chen Zong's sword is a Baotie-class sword, this time the collision may be Tang Junluo.

However, fighting has never paid attention to the so-called fairness, origin, resources, talent, strength, as long as you set foot on the road of martial arts, it is inevitable and inadequate, only to strive for it.

"Chen Zong, I remember your name." Tang Junluo said, with his hands on his back and a smile on his face: "After becoming a warrior, I will fight with you again. At that time, I hope you can change to a better one. Sword. "

Bringing a golden spear, Tang Junluo and Elder Tang Zhigu left, and after the Chen family ’s warriors reacted, they were excited.

Chen Yidao and Chen Yuyao looked at Chen Zongna's not tall and strong figure, but found that, unknowingly, they could only look up to each other.

When did this change begin?

Unconsciously, there was a hint of pride in their hearts. Chen Zong came out of the tribe of Xiaohu Town with them.

"Chen Zong, it's fine." The elder Xing came over, not concealing his admiration: "How many times have you tempered your blood?"

"Five times." Chen Zong did not hide.

"Is it to the limit?" The elder Wake surprised.

"Never." Chen Zong answered truthfully.

"That is to say, you can temper your blood at least six times." Elder Wake even more surprised.

The blood was tempered six times. That was the highest record in the Chen family. Chen Zong showed an amazing talent for practicing swords. Today, this talent for blood training is also extraordinary, making him unexpectedly happy.

"Okay, Tang Junluo defeated the two giants and the other four great families of talented warriors, but he was blocked only by you. Chen Zong, in view of your reputation as my Chen family, was rewarded." The elder Wake Awakened a little: "Go The weapon room will receive a fine iron sword. Later, I will have someone send you a piece of Tiger Yang Zhuangguo and a hundred energy pills. "

"Thank you Elder." Chen Zong smiled heartily.

"This is what you deserve." The elder Xing was very satisfied.

"Fine iron swords!" The enemies were envious, especially the swordsman group.

Weapons can be divided into three levels: iron, refined, and iron.

Most warriors in the family can only use iron weapons. Only after becoming warriors can they be given fine iron weapons. As for the iron weapons, it is very difficult. Only those who are very important are eligible. .

On the value, an iron-level sword, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com is almost twenty or thirty jade money, but a fine iron-level sword is at least ten times the value, as for the iron-grade sword, its value must be Turn it ten times.

In addition, the reward of a piece of Huyang Zhuangguo also made the soldiers jealous.

According to the size, a piece of Huyang Zhuangguo paste can brew at least ten altars of Huyang Zhuanggu wine, which has a very significant effect on blood gas quenching. As for the energy pills, although the effect is not good, there are a lot of 100 pills. .

"Chen Zong, I look at your last sword-building technique, which is very mysterious, what is your name?" The elder Xing asked again.

"Eight swords." Chen Zong answered with a slight groan.

"You would like to give this sword technique to the clan hall." The elder evocative voice was hot and his eyes were full of anticipation: "Rest assured, as long as you are willing, I can be the master to give you a higher reward, choose a treasure iron sword and ten tiger Yangzhuang bone cream. "

The surrounding warriors were short of breath, especially the swordsman group, and they were about to faint.

Chen Zong trembled, shocked, and very emotional.

For a swordsman, the appeal of a good sword is unparalleled. It is not only a hobby mentality, like an antique collector gets rare antiques, but it can also bring a significant increase in his own strength.

It can be said that if the previous battle, the iron sword he held in his hands, I am afraid that he has defeated Tang Junluo.

As for the ten pieces of Huyang Zhuangguo, the attraction is not small.

"Elder, this swordsmanship is taught by a senior, and without his consent, I can't decide without permission." Chen Zong thought for a while, and finally said.

The eight styles of the true sword are passed down by the mysterious sword tip, which is very mysterious, and you can practice it by yourself. Before you can figure it out, you don't dare to spread it out.

"Also." Awakening elders also know that this is not easy, especially taught by seniors, and no longer entangled here: "Cultivate well, glory for the family."