Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness came to his body and he stabbed the dragon stick in his hand to the ground.
The next second.
The dragon stick poked out from under Zhang Heng's feet. This is...
This is a trick I learned from someone. Eye penetration and crotch digging are not fun to use.
Zhang Heng held the sword, and the golden rooster turned sideways independently, turning back and sweeping the sword downward.
clang!!
The blade of the Taiping Sword slapped the Panlong Stick, and he pushed the stick aside.
As for why you don't use a sword to cut.
A general with a hammer and a stick is invincible.
The two ends of the Panlong stick are wrist-thick, with a golden dragon wrapped around it, and the whole body is dark red.
It's such a wonderful idea to use the sword blade to hit it head-on. The person who thought of this trick must have died miserably. I'm sure his head would have been smashed. It's so bloody and cruel.
"Again!"
Zhang Heng found that ignoring the laws of space was too shameful.
Just standing there, just dancing with sticks, there were sticks coming from all directions.
Zhang Heng has never been so frustrated.
Moreover, he found that his mortal sword intention was completely useless against Zhao Taizu's descending consciousness.
Because Zhao Taizu's martial arts awareness came into his body, whether it was courage, character, Taoist heart, or fighting spirit, it was almost at full value.
Fortunately.
Zhang Heng uses the sword because it is handsome, and Meng Shu is convenient for clearing out the soldiers.
The key to holding the bottom of the box is not these two, but Huang Tian's technique and thunder method.
Immediately, Zhang Heng stepped forward and murmured words: "The heart and the God of Thunder are one and the same. I am the God of Thunder, and the God of Thunder is me. I can do whatever I want. The upper body is the heart of heaven, and the lower part is the netherworld. God's will comes, no matter what."
If you disobey me, thunder will come!"
Boom!!
The color of the sky changed instantly. Just a moment ago, it was a blue sky, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a paradise land of yellow sky.
The sky is yellow and so are the clouds.
Between the sea of clouds, thunder is rolling.
If there are knowledgeable people here, they will find that these thunders rolling in the clouds are not ordinary thunders, but thunders that crack the yellow sky in the center.
This thunder has an elegant name, called the World-Destroying Thunder.
saying.
There is no eternity in heaven and earth, and there are countless small, medium and small worlds under the three thousand great worlds.
In one instant, one hundred thousand worlds are born and one hundred thousand worlds are destroyed.
How to give birth?
Chaos produces Wuji, Wuji produces Tai Chi.
How to destroy?
Fire flows from the sky, cracks occur on the earth, and thunder destroys the world.
This world-destroying thunder is the thunder that cracks the yellow sky in the center.
certainly.
This thunder was used by Zhang Heng, and it was definitely not capable of shattering a small world.
But that's it, facing this world-destroying thunder, Zhao Taizu's martial arts awareness came to him and he also noticed the danger. Although his face was still expressionless, the dragon stick he held was a little tighter.
Ding!
Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness came to his body, and he jumped up before the thunder fell.
He soared ten thousand feet, straight into the clouds, and raised his stick towards the thunder clouds.
Boom!!
At the same time, thunder also descended.
Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness came to his body. He first used a stick to disperse the thunder clouds, and then drew his stick to defend and hit Jing Lei.
Unfortunately.
The speed of thunder is difficult to avoid.
The second defensive stick was still a little slow, and the thunder came with only half a stick. This stick sweep could not sweep out, so I had to raise the stick and choose to catch it head-on.
boom!!
A yellow flash exploded in the sky.
The light was as bright as two suns rising in the sky.
Zhao Taizu fell from the sky.
Upon seeing it, Zhao Zongzheng's body, which was occupied by it, had already been destroyed by thunder, and his right arm, which was blocked by a stick, was completely covered in flesh and blood, revealing the white bones.
Ding...
The moment he was about to fall to the ground, his body turned backwards and landed firmly on the ground.
After landing, he looked at his right arm.
From the stance of holding a sheep and horse in a straight line, he changed to holding a stick in his left hand, with the end of the stick pointing far away at Zhang Heng.
Whoosh!!
Another stick that breaks open the space.
The stick was at a tricky angle and came from behind.
Zhang Heng turned around to block, but the moment he turned around to block, there was another strong wind blowing from behind, and he jumped without having time to think.
The next second.
Zhang Hengren looked back in mid-air.
I saw a coiled dragon stick stuck in the place where I was standing just now.
brush.
The speed of descending body is astonishingly fast.
The figure jumped from the ground in shock, pulled the dragon stick, and stepped hard on the ground with both feet.
boom!
Like a sky cannon.
Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness descended into his body and soared into the sky.
On the spot, the ground was trampled to pieces.
Someone once said that after the battle in the artillery position, the ground where the gun mounts were located was three inches lower than elsewhere. This was due to the recoil of the artillery fire.
But this kick of descending body is even worse.
"Flying!"
Zhang Heng flew backwards while transforming into armor with the formless celestial clothes.
At this time, he was wearing heavy armor and holding a sword.
The two of them were in the air, and in an instant they fought for thirty miles and flew dozens of miles.
This confrontation.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
The force coming from the Coiling Dragon Staff was astonishing. Although it only took thirty moves, it made his hands numb and he could hardly hold the sword.
"Call the wind, call the rain, and thunder!"
Zhang Heng knew that with his martial arts, he could not defeat Zhao Taizu's consciousness.
So he quickly started casting spells, summoning yellow wind, acid rain, and thunder to block it.
"Huang Tian Wuji, Sword Dao Wuji, Thunder Wuji..."
The incantation from Zhang Heng's mouth was so fast that others heard a roar when they heard it.
In fact, the speed of chanting the mantra is extremely fast. Although it is not to the point of drinking ten thousand mantras at once, it is not a little slower.
Boom!!
The sky flashed with thunder again.
Above the thunder clouds, the phantom of the Thunder Emperor emerged.
This Thunder Emperor has his feet on thunder clouds, is wrapped in lightning, and holds a sword in his hand. His appearance is the same as that of Zhang Heng, and he is clearly his phantom.
"Huang Tian Lei Emperor revealed his method, destroyed the world, and punished evil spirits!"
Zhang Heng flew into the clouds.
The self is in harmony with the Dharma.
Suddenly, the Thunder Emperor, who was about a thousand feet tall and standing on the clouds, raised his sword and struck it down from the thunder clouds.
This sword.
The wind follows, the rain follows, the thunder follows, the sword follows, and the yellow sky follows.
"kill!"
Zhang Heng and Dharma are one.
He descended from the sky and came with a sword to kill.
The next second.
With the ancient tree in the secret realm as the center, the sword brand imprinted within a hundred miles will respond instantly.
One flower, one grass, one tree.
A mountain, a ridge, a river.
They all turned into little sword lights and came upon the call, trying to kill powerful enemies for Zhang Heng.
"The iron horse shines on the mountains and rivers, and the cold clothes accompany the songs of Chu."
"The stick sweeps across the land of Jiuzhou, and the general sings a song of victory."
Zhao Taizu's martial arts awareness raised the long stick in his hand.
The next moment, the two figures collided together.
Mountains and rivers are overwhelmed by it, the world is silent, and the dazzling light shines on everything.
When the dust settled, the two figures were ten steps apart, standing back to back.
"There are talented people from generation to generation."
"There are successors, and I am not alone."
Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness came to his body, he inserted the coiled dragon stick in his hand on the ground, turned to look at Zhang Heng: "Although this body is of my descendant's blood, and also has the martial arts cultivation of Hedao realm, compared to my real body, it is still limited.
Quite a lot, at most I can use 70% of my peak strength."
Zhang Heng said nothing.
Because he also knew that the physical body that Zhao Zongzheng had polished could not be comparable to Zhao Taizu's martial arts true body.
In addition, this is the arrival of martial arts awareness, and 70% of the strength should be overstated.
"You haven't entered the Hedao realm yet, right?"
Zhao Taizu asked Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng nodded lightly.
Hear this.
Zhao Taizu was even more satisfied: "Very good, very good. After you enter the Hedao realm, even if I am at my peak, I will not be able to beat you. Today, we can be considered a tie."
Zhang Heng wiped the blood between his mouth and nose and felt that his internal organs were all out of place.
He nodded silently to Zhao Taizu's suggestion of a tie with his conscious body, and sighed: "I have been born for four hundred years, so I can't fight with you at your peak. It's a pity, a pity."
Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness has descended into his body, and there is no possibility of improvement.
But Zhang Heng was different. He already felt that he was not far from breaking through to the Hedao realm.
After reaching the Hedao realm, there was a new world. Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness came to his body. At that time, he was no longer qualified to fight with him.
so.
Not being able to see how powerful Zhao Taizu was in his heyday before his ascension was destined to be a pity.
But then I thought about it.
Isn't life a journey full of regrets?
"Why didn't you take action just now?"
Facing a draw outcome.
Zhuge Wolong was extremely unwilling and couldn't help complaining to Zhenxi Marquis Yang Xiong: "If you had come forward to help, maybe there would be no need for a draw."
"In such a battle, can you and I intervene?"
Yang Xiong also retorted verbally: "Maybe he is at the end of his strength now, why don't you give it a try?"
"I..."
Zhuge Wolong glanced at Zhang Heng.
snort!
He snorted coldly, threw the magic inkstone, stood on it and flew away.
Try it.
How to try?
Even if Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness comes to his body, it won't work. If he tries, what will he do if he dies?
"After you ascend, we may see each other again."
After Zhao Taizu said this, he swept out with a stick, shattered the space, and stepped in with one step.
Zhang Heng's sharp eyes made the discovery.
At the other end of the space, there is Kaifeng City and the Zongren Mansion.
This stick broke through the space and actually led to thousands of miles away.
"Xihou."
Watching Zhao Taizu's consciousness of martial arts recede, Zhang Heng did not stop him, but looked at Zhenxi Marquis Yang Xiong.
Yang Xiong held a spear, mounted his horse, and said without looking back: "Tell that little beast not to embarrass me in the future."
Who is the little beast talking about?
Of course it's Yang Pan.
The love between father and son is deep, didn't Yang Xiong really have a chance to take action just now?
Not necessarily.
But he just didn't take action. Zhang Heng didn't believe it if there was no relationship between Yang Pan and Yang Pan.
Because Yang Xiong is a warrior.
Unlike Zhuge Wolong, a Confucian scholar, he did not lack the courage to fight.
Zhuge Wolong could see that his condition was not good, and it was impossible for Yang Xiong not to notice it.
You can fight but don't fight, it's not because you are afraid of fighting, but in fact, the tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds.
"Your strength has surpassed mine."
After a while.
Zhang Heng was sitting cross-legged in meditation when Yan Chixia came back.
His clothes were torn, but his energy was excellent, and he had obviously returned victorious.
"Have you ever killed Wudu Po?"
Zhang Heng raised his head and asked.
"No, let her run away."
Yan Chixia chuckled and didn't care about it: "That old poisonous woman was injured by my sword intention. She won't be able to make trouble in a few years."
Zhang Heng smiled.
Yan Chixia was not familiar with Wu Du Po, so the so-called arrest of Wu Du Po was just an excuse to help him out.
When talking about friends, what is a friend?
Friends are the ones who can stand by your side at critical moments.
If he hadn't made a lot of friends and treated each other with sincerity, why would everyone be helping him today?
Same reason.
If Yan Chixia and others had not come to the rescue, it would have been difficult for him alone to do well today.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the world-honored Ksitigarbha."
Just talking.
Fahai also came back wearing his cassock.
No need to ask.
The Dharma King of Daxue Mountain has still not been able to defeat this leader of Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains.
This is not surprising.
Fahai's strength was so strong that Zhang Heng asked himself that he was not weaker than him.
That is to say, Fahai’s xinxing is not yet full and still needs to be trained in the world of mortals.
Otherwise, with his magic power and realm, he could already consider ascension.
"Zhang Daoyou."
Xu Hongru is also back.
His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was limping on one leg. It was obvious that he had been beaten badly.
"No matter who wins or loses, hehe, no matter who wins or loses."
Noticing Zhang Heng's gaze, Xu Hongru also wanted to save face: "Don't look at how miserable I am. In fact, they are also the same. I tore their clothes and they are embarrassed to see others."
Zhang Heng did not say thank you, but bowed and recited: "Blessings will be born, the Infinite Heavenly Lord."
One minute, two minutes, five minutes.
Zhang Heng and others were waiting at the same place, but Bai Suzhen didn't come back yet.
Waiting left and right, Zhang Heng couldn't sit still.
Because among everyone, Bai Suzhen's strength is the worst.
The opponent was Xu Jing, the master of the Kunlun Sect. Although Xu Jing was only the third master among the Kunlun Sect, she was not someone to be trifled with.
"I gonna go see."
After Zhang Heng adjusted his breath for a period of time, he had recovered a bit.
I was grateful for Bai Suzhen's generous help, but I couldn't ignore her, so I used the flying method to go to the place where Bai Suzhen and Xu Jing were fighting.
The result is here to see.
Mountains and rivers were burned and lakes were boiled.
The surface of the lake was covered with cooked fish and shrimp, and it was flattened for miles around.
"White lady?"
"Bai Suzhen??"
Zhang Heng stood in the air, calling Bai Suzhen's name.
After a while, a small white snake as long as a chopstick emerged from under a pile of rocks.
This white snake was dying and had scars all over it. One of the scars on its tail almost cut off its tail.
"It's so badly hurt!"
Zhang Heng looked touched.
In terms of relationship, among everyone, his relationship with Bai Suzhen is not close.
The two knew each other, but he took action to save Xu Xian.
Now, Xu Xian's situation is still uncertain, but White Snake came to help him but she did her best.
Tit for retaliation, Zhang Heng couldn't help but sigh: "White Snake, you are indeed loyal."
Hiss...
Zhang Heng stretched out his hand, and White Snake climbed up along his hand.
Break the elixir into pieces and mix it with Yimu Essence Wine to feed her one pill.
Then he took out the healing medicine and sprinkled it on her body, and soon the white lady regained some of her energy.
"Thank you Master Zhang."
After recovering for a few minutes, White Snake turned into a human form and said unwillingly: "If I hadn't been injured by the crane, and the old injury has not healed, I might not have lost to him."
"understand."
Zhang Heng said comforting words: "Remember today in advance, if you want to regain your position in the future, I will accompany you on a trip to Kunlun Mountain."
Bai Suzhen thought for a while.
The matter of getting back the place is not urgent, but Xu Xian's matter is more urgent: "After the things here are finished, I'd better help me to check on my husband. After you rescued him, he was like a different person. I don't care."
Dare to get close to him."
Don't dare to get close?
This is a big problem, no wonder White Snake is worried.
Zhang Heng also realized the seriousness of the situation: "You go back first, I will go to your house tomorrow and I will definitely meet with him to find out."
Bai Suzhen left with all her injuries, grateful.
Watching her back.
Zhang Heng also sighed: "Don't take credit, don't be proud, what a good snake demon."