Two hundred and fiftieth chapters a knife in the sky
If the heart before was just an engine, it is now a nuclear reactor. The qi and blood that were originally like boiling airflow turned into drops of fiery red flame blood flowing on the heart.
There are not many unusual blood drops, only twenty drops, but Jiang Heng could feel that each drop of blood contained extremely terrifying energy.
Even as long as he thought, this drop of blood would burst out instantly like nuclear energy, and burst out extremely terrifying power in an instant.
"Since you have entered the orthodox master, you will have a bright future! I am really looking forward to what step you can go now! If our human race can produce another martial arts master at the level of the martial god, then
There is hope, there is hope!"
The old owner Yu patted Jiang Heng's shoulder solemnly, and he looked a little sarcastic when he spoke.
Jiang Heng nodded, then his face looked slightly solemn and said in a deep voice: "But can a martial god really make our human race rise? Didn't the former Chen Dynasty have a master at the level of martial god? How did he die?"
The old owner Yu was slightly silent. Yu Shouren next to him seemed to have no idea about this and looked at his father curiously.
There are many classics in the Yu family, but Yu Shouren has never read much in the book. The old owner of the mansion is still watching the ironwork every day, and he inherited the Yu family's ironwork talent to have the current skills.
"I'm dying of illness and death!" The old owner of the manor sighed after being silent for a long time.
"Diet sick?"
Jiang Heng was a little curious. A martial artist, especially a high-level warrior at the external level, wanted to say that Jiang Hengxin died of old age, but something was wrong with death from illness.
Now that he has entered the level of a great master, Jiang Heng has a deep understanding. His body of qi and blood have condensed into twenty drops of terrifying blood, and his body can feel the terrifying life function at all times.
Not to mention living to two hundred years old, it is absolutely fine to be over one hundred years old.
What's more, the unimaginable realm of the Martial God level is even more terrifying and terrifying.
"Yes, the God of Martial Arts has been in charge of the Chen Dynasty for five hundred years, and has repelled countless demons during this period, leaving many hidden injuries on his body, especially a knife outside that day to tear the sky and rush straight to the capital of the Chen Dynasty, and destroying the entire Chen Dynasty.
At that time, the God of Martial Arts took action and also repelled the sword with one blow!
However, the God of Martial Arts also suffered even more serious secret injuries at that time."
Master Yu was a little excited, and it seemed that he was a little excited when he said this.
"There were no news and records of the God of Martial Arts three years later, and it was said that he was dead. The Chen Dynasty was soon destroyed. It should have been dead."
Jiang Heng heard it a little shocked, a knife from the sky?
Jiang Heng unconsciously looked up at the sky outside the window, constantly thinking about something in his heart.
"Does our human race really have hope?"
Jiang Heng murmured in his heart for a long time.
The old master Yu glanced at Jiang Heng, as if he saw Jiang Heng's thoughts, and chuckled: "Don't worry, it seems that the cost of a knife that day was very high. It is said that the demon sacrificed a lot.
The demon first opened a small hole in the sky.
Then the knife tore a hole through the small gap and slashed in.
As long as you step into the level of the Martial God, according to the original records, the level of the Martial God is enough to look down on most demons! Be careful of being dormant, maybe... there is still a glimmer of hope."
Jiang Heng nodded, and while he felt relieved, he was also heavy.
The God of Martial Arts is not enough!
Now it seems that the existence that slashed out of the domain seemed to be a higher level than the martial god.
Jiang Heng couldn't help but ponder, what was the reason why demons invaded this world?
Bloodstone? Or is it the human blood food here?
And why did that person outside the domain not enter this world in person?
Jiang Heng unconsciously looked at the sky outside again. Could it be that there are any restrictions on this sky?
Like a sieve?
Small fish and shrimps can get in through the gap, and the big fish are blocked outside?
Jiang Heng felt that this guess should be very close to the correct answer.
"The God of Martial Arts was the god of the minds of countless warriors in the former Chen Dynasty at that time! What a pity!"
Old Master Yu sighed and sighed.
After chatting in tea and water, the Yu family and his son were about to say goodbye and leave. Jiang Heng was about to keep the two of them for a meal, but the Yu family and his son insisted on going back.
I sent all the way to the outside, and sure enough, I saw a team of empty carriages that had been removed.
Before saying goodbye, the old owner Yu turned around and suddenly said, "By the way, there should be people from Badao Sect coming soon. Please let the people under your command pay attention. Badao Sect is used to being domineering, and every newly established gang is
I have to go to the pier.
I forgot to remind you before, but now I don’t think I need it. But I still remind you that if you insist on taking action, it’s best not to cause too much trouble.
Badaomen is a large household who pays the population every year, and the royal palace is very satisfied with them."
Jiang Heng nodded slightly, then a murderous intent flashed across his face, and he grinned and said, "Isn't that a lackey? I thought that the name is so domineering and his style of conduct would be much tougher, but I didn't expect that I was just tougher to the weak!"
Old Master Yu shook his head with a wry smile.
"It's not entirely true. The two major master forces have the most members and the widest forces. The population that needs to be paid is naturally more.
Even the population chosen is mostly dominated by some gangsters or bandits. These are the defaults in the Bazhou Jianghu, and the Badao Sect has always followed it.
But whether it is killed or not depends on yourself. After all, the master of internal training kills one less. Although it is not a good bird, it is still maintaining the current situation."
Hearing this, Jiang Heng pondered slightly and nodded for a while.
Farewell to the Yu father and son, Jiang Heng returned to the yard, looked down at his palm, and slowly held it tightly.
At this time, outsiders would never think that Jiang Heng was a warrior. After the qi and blood were condensed into blood, their breath would be more thorough. It can be said that as long as Jiang Heng did not deliberately release it, even if it was close contact, they would not feel any strangeness.
Of course, even so, Jiang Heng would not deliberately try it in front of that overlord. The blood dragon tattoo on his body really looks too conspicuous.
Jiang Heng didn't think those demons would not know what this blood pattern represents.
At the same time, the superiors of the Overlord Mansion, the Badao Sect and the Sky Twelve Sword Alliance were all moved a little.
In the Overlord's Mansion, the Overlord, who looks like a tiger, leopard, and a dragon, is sitting on a chair and having a feast for a while.
He took a sip of blood wine and raised his thick brows.
Just before, he felt a sensational stream of qi and blood that flashed, and the blood made his eyes slightly red.
It was an extremely crazy appetite, and I wanted to swallow the master of the blood in one bite!