In the vast grassland, a tornado penetrated the world, thick at the top and thin at the bottom. It gathered into a huge cumulonimbus cloud on the top, covering everything within a radius of dozens of miles. With the accompanying lightning and thunder, the eyes were as dark as the last days.

The wind was howling, and the grassland herders who knew the weather rushed the herds away from this place early and avoided the mighty power of the sky.

Although there is only one giant pillar, it has the great momentum of galloping horses. The tornado is extremely fast. Wherever it passes, it blows three feet away, as if anything blocking it will be shattered by its huge rotation and power.

Just in front of this unstoppable tornado, there was a black shadow, a human-shaped black shadow, no one could stand in front of the tornado so arrogantly, right?

But when I looked closer, I realized that there were indeed such arrogant people in this world.

This man carried his hands on his back, and he was indescribably leisurely, as if he was not facing a tornado that ruined the world, but a breeze.

This person is also extraordinary. The howling wind failed to make the person's clothes and hair move, let alone get caught in the strong wind.

The man did not move, allowing the tornado to run over him, without even frowning his brow.

The tornado was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, it passed by this person and left. If everything around had not become messy, it would have even thought that nothing had happened here.

Originally, even if this tornado passed like this, the person had nothing to do with where the tornado went. However, as soon as the tornado passed, the person moved, turned around, faced the tornado, stretched out with one hand, and grabbed the tornado in the void.

It seemed that millions of transparent silk threads were born from this man's hand, completely tied up the entire tornado. When the man pulled back with one hand, the tornado's speed actually slowed down, as if he was really affected by this man's pulling force, using his personal power to fight against the great power of heaven and earth.

This is a dream!

Then the man waved his one hand back and staggered, as if he was pulling something with a rope, but suddenly the rope broke. Inertia made people take a few steps back and even fell to the ground.

However, this person only shook his upper body for a few times, and his lower plate was as stable as Mount Tai and did not fall. The man's attack could not work. He stretched out his hands, placed his hands on his waist, and looked at the tornado.

There was a faint light of lightning jumping on the man's hands, and the flashing of lightning in the cumulonimbus clouds above the tornado echoed the lightning of the man's hands.

This man was like a horse, with seven stars on his feet. In a blink of an eye, he caught up with the tornado and entered the eye of the tornado. Unlike the previous wind and clouds, the cumulonimbus clouds of the tornado this time, the lightning roared by the cumulonimbus clouds, and the lightning continued to hit the massive tornado.

Then in the middle of the tornado, two dazzling lightnings soared into the sky, and the cumulonimbus clouds in the sky were shattered in the moment of impact. The power of the tornado was also weakened by half. The sunlight shone through these gaps, and this end of the world finally ushered in a glimmer of hope.

But hope is short-lived. Although the power of the tornado is reduced, it is still a tornado after all. It revolves around and gathers these scattered cumulonimbus clouds again, but the area and thickness are much smaller than before.

At this time, the mutation suddenly broke out. The cumulonimbus clouds in the sky seemed to be pulled by some force, and began to gather in the middle of the tornado, and then were pulled into the center of the tornado by a powerful force. At this moment, the tornado stopped moving.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the center of the tornado, and a violent vibration on the ground. With the tornado's eye as the center, a series of powerful energy visible to the naked eye fluctuated. The position of the wind eye continued to collapse outward, and finally formed a pit hole about five feet deep like a crater. The rotation speed of the tornado slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wind power gradually became smaller, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

This is like a huge tornado that came to the end of the world. In this way, the smoke and clouds disappeared here. The messy grasslands and huge pits all tell the extraordinary things that were once.

"Huh, it's been seven years, and my strength has reached a bottleneck again!" The man jumped out of the pit and said with emotion.

This person is the lord of Chenjia Fort in the north, General Chen Kan, the general of Zhenbei.

"I don't know how much difference is in my strength now than Indra, but I think with my current methods, I am still no match for him. I have to make another breakthrough!" Chen Kan said with a long sigh.

In the original work, Indra Shitian frozen the tornado with the supreme power of the Sacred Heart Art, which looked easy and freehand. Although Chen Kan had just broken the tornado, Chen Kan almost used all his strength.

Moreover, the destruction of tornadoes and frozen tornadoes are two completely different concepts. Just like under fair competition, killing Wuming is much easier than capturing Wuming. The difficulty of these is at least one order of magnitude.

During these seven years, Chen Kan was tempering himself all the time. After seven years, combined with blood bodhi and a large number of medicinal materials, Chen Kan finally completely stabilized the realm of the fifth level of the Golden Bell Cover, and deduced all the martial arts that can be learned and used to the extreme level so far.

With a long sigh, Chen Kan disappeared from the spot, leaving only a huge pit...

"Master, you are back!" When Chen Kan returned to a cave in the mountains, a young man was practicing swordsmanship in the cave. After seeing Chen Kan, he closed the sword and said.

"Well, Long'er, it's not bad. Your Holy Spirit sword technique has made great progress, it's not bad!" Chen Kan nodded with satisfaction. This young man was Chen Kan's first disciple, Long'er.

"Hehe." Long'er touched the back of his head with a smile on his face, very happy.

Long'er is worthy of being the best warrior in the world. Even Chen Kan was extremely shocked to read his talent. Chen Kan only demonstrated the first eighteen moves of "The Sword Technique of the Holy Spirit", and did not even tell him the mantra. He understood it. It was because he understood it, not simply learned it, and he hit the mark on the evaluation of these eighteen moves.

He has only been a disciple of Chen Kan for a year, his sword power has been completed, and the prototype of the sword intent has been established. You should know that because of Chen Kan's request, Feng Wu had never taught him any martial arts before, and he had not even mentioned that it took a year from just getting involved in martial arts to the prototype of the sword intent.
Chapter completed!