Zhao Heng, this is a name that is not well-known to others, but it is because of him that Zhao State had planned a long time ago and died in the womb.

Seeing Zhao Heng's arrival, Zhou Leiting's face looked a little ugly. He thought he had made a mantis, but he didn't expect to make an oriole once.

Zhou Leiting flew upwards and came straight to Zhao Heng. He asked loudly: "Who are you?"

Facing the questioning of a strong man from the ladder, Zhao Heng calmly said: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is you, Zhou Leiting! I am here to capture you by the order of the military headquarters!"

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Leiting suddenly roared, and the color of his body suddenly showed a golden light, hot and dazzling, like the sun.

Zhou Leiting stretched out his hand and slashed towards Zhao Heng. A sword aura set out from his right hand and quickly shot towards Zhao Heng.

"interesting!"

Facing this arrogant sword aura, Zhao Heng just smiled.

With a "swish", the sword energy passed through Zhao Heng's body.

But just as Zhou Leiting was proud, a little chill suddenly appeared behind him, and Zhao Heng appeared safely and soundly behind him.

"good!"

Zhao Heng looked at Zhou Leiting with a smile on his face, then he clenched his fist and punched Zhou Leiting heavily.

"What!"

Zhou Leiting exclaimed in the severe pain, then quickly retreated, maintaining a safe distance from Zhao Heng.

It was not until Zhou Leiting avoided the distance that he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't understand why this person was so fast.

This man actually dodged the moment his sword attacked.

Even Zhou Leiting didn't know when Zhao Heng came behind him.

Looking at Zhou Leiting's thoughtful expression, Zhao Heng smiled again and said, "If you surrender, I will save you from some pain!"

When Zhao Heng heard Zhao Heng's words, Zhao Heng was a little furious; "Stop talking, let you see my unique skills, Thousand Saints Slash!"

In the duel in the sky, Lin Xu saw the duel between a great monk at close range.

Originally, Lin Xu thought this would be a battle, but he saw the scene of Zhou Leiting being abused by Zhao Heng.

It was not until he saw Zhou Leiting use the Thousand Saints to kill him that Lin Xu felt that the two of them had a fight, and the outcome was unknown.

Lin Xu knew the power of "Qiansheng Slash". When he was fighting against Zhou Jingxing, if someone else had been the one who wouldn't have been able to resist his Qiansheng Slash.

And Zhou Leiting's Thousand Saint Slash was so powerful that it was many times stronger than Zhou Jingxing.

Although there are also twelve sword energy, Zhou Leiting's whole body was filled with golden light, full of sacred smell, and his twelve sword energy also added a bit of judgment.

I saw twelve sword auras shining with silver light and shooting towards Zhao Heng's body!

Seeing the twelve sword energy as strong as a rainbow, Zhao Heng's face became so serious that he clenched his fists again and looked at the twelve sword lights rushing towards him. Zhao Heng's eyes were deep. At this time, a huge figure of a hundred feet appeared behind him.

The giant is strong and powerful, just like a god descending to earth, and is like a warrior who captures monsters.

The giant clenched his fists together with Zhao Heng, and Zhao Heng roared angrily, "Break it for me!"

After Zhao Heng roared, the giant also roared.

The giant's scream seemed to have the power to roar through the sky, and even the color of the sky became a little dark.

This punch was enough to change the wind and clouds, and a hole-sized pit appeared in the sky.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

As soon as it was connected with this fist, all the twelve sword lights broke and they slowly dissipated into the sky.

But this is not the end. After the fist shattered the twelve sword lights, it still rushed forward. It was unbiased and a punch hit Zhou Leiting.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing that his unique skills were broken by others, Zhou Leiting was a little unbelievable.

"Nothing is impossible..."

When he heard Zhao Heng's voice, Zhou Leiting's eyelids twitched, he clenched his fists and was about to kick forward.

But Zhao Heng, who was so close to him, was faster than Zhou Leiting, and his fist still hit Zhou Leiting's abdomen.

This attack not only destroyed the golden light on Zhou Leiting's body, but also knocked him to the ground.

With a "bang", a dull loud noise came from everyone, and Zhou Leiting fell on the ground like a "big".

The showdown between Zhou Leiting and Zhao Heng ended with Zhou Leiting's defeat!

The moment Zhou Leiting landed, Zhao Heng also landed beside him.

Zhao Heng looked at Zhou Leiting condescendingly, looking down in his eyes.

Zhou Leiting wiped the blood on his lips and asked again: "Who are you?"

While Zhou Leiting was speaking, a sword light behind Zhao Heng flew towards Zhao Heng with blue and white light.

"What a naughty junior!"

Zhao Heng turned behind him and looked at Ye Liangchen with a strange look on his face.

Facing Ye Liangchen's sword move, Zhao Heng stretched out his hand and a few strands of sword intent slowly formed. With his palm, these strands of sword intent instantly blocked Ye Liangchen's sword light.

Another sharp light came, and a powerful sword intent was seen, and in an instant, several hairs in Ye Liangchen's ear were cut off.

Ye Liangchen cursed angrily: "Zhao Heng, you villain who sells the owner and seeks honor!"

Facing Ye Liangchen's angry scolding, Zhao Heng was not angry. Looking at Ye Liangchen, Zhao Heng's face was a little complicated: "Twenty-six years ago, I was stationed in Jubei City, and Brother Ye brought the order from above..."

"When we were drinking, Brother Ye said that a junior in his family was about to be born, and asked me if I had a good name!"

"When we were drinking, it was a beautiful scene. Good days were unavailable, and good things were so rare, so I suggested good things, Ye Liangchen!"

Looking at Ye Liangchen, Zhao Heng seemed to see his old friend again; "The Sword Skill, your talent is stronger than your uncle..."

When Zhao Heng spoke, he stretched out his palm again, and a few blue sword lights appeared in his hand.

"How is that possible!"

Ye Liangchen said unacceptably because the sword energy emitted by Zhao Heng was the "sword craft of the Ye family".

The "Sword Technique of Knife" urging Zhao Heng is more purer than his own, and even more purer than the sword moves of any one of the Ye family in Zhao State.

Zhao Heng said to Ye Liangchen: "You go, the army of the Qin Empire will come soon. I can't protect you. If you want to avenge me, you have to work hard to improve your realm!"

Ye Liangchen looked at Zhao Heng angrily, and then walked back with helpless look on his face.

Ye Liangchen did not expect that he not only did not find out about Zhao's treasure chest, but also met Zhao Heng, which made him feel slutty.

When he came to Yao Ji, Ye Liangchen said to Yao Ji: "Let's go!"

Yao Ji, who was hesitating and wondering what to do, after hearing Ye Liangchen's words, she made a promise to Zhao Heng and then followed Ye Liangchen away.

After Ye Liangchen and Yao Ji left, there were people from the sword-making villa in the field, Lin Xu and others.

Lin Fang came to Zhao Heng respectfully, and Zhao Heng nodded to Lin Fang.

Zhou Leiting said anxiously, "Zhao Heng, you can't kill me. If you kill me, who will take charge of the Zhujian Villa for the Qin Empire? The second brother is almost dead!"

Zhao Heng looked at Ling Chonglin, and faced the old friend's eyes, Ling Chonglin smiled bitterly; "My Lord Zhao, I can't do it anymore, but my daughter has never participated in this matter. I hope that Lord Zhao can give up her life because of the equality of the past. She cannot practice. I just want her to spend the rest of her life quietly and peacefully!"

"father!"

Hearing Ling Chonglin's words, Ling Ge cried.

Zhao Heng nodded silently, and then looked at Zhou Leiting again.

It seemed that Zhou Leiting's face changed drastically when he saw the murderous intent on Zhao Heng's face; "You can't kill me, you can't kill me, if you kill me, who will take charge of the sword-making villa for you..."

Zhao Heng smiled and said, "You can't worry about this!"

At the same time, another old man walked towards Zhao Heng in the field.

Seeing the old man's arrival, Zhou Jingxing asked in confusion: "Uncle San?"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Leiting seemed to understand something, and there was no more strength in his body: "Mr. Zhao is really good at planning, I will die without regrets!"

The old man came to Zhao Heng and saluted: "Mr. Zhao!"

Lin Xu also looked at the old man with a confused look on his face, shocked Zhao Heng's strategy, which was really terrible.

This old man is Jiang Chaozong, the head of the three swords in Zhujian Villa.

After Lin Xu defeated Zhou Jingxing, it was the old man who led the guards of Zhujian Villa to confront Lin Xu and Lin Fang.

Looking at Zhou Leiting who looked as if he was ashamed, Lin Xu snorted: "After you die, Jiang Jianshou will become the new Great Sword Head, and will also become the spokesperson of the Great Qin Empire in the Sword Forging Villa!"

Zhou Leiting said angrily: "Three, how dare you, how dare you..."

Jiang Chaozong had a smug smile on his face; "Brother, you are not going to surrender to the surviving tribes of the six countries. I also surrender to the Qin Empire. None of us can say anything about each other!"

"you!"

When Zhou Leiting heard Jiang Chaozong's words, he was speechless for a moment, but when he still wanted to speak, the long sword in Jiang Chaozong's hand stabbed him in his heart with a sword.
To be continued...