Zhou Heng paused at this critical moment because he suddenly got a chance to master Ling Tian's third style!
Originally he did not have this opportunity to realize it, but who knew that Feng Tengyuan would jump out to help him, so Zhou Heng naturally did not miss the opportunity and immediately devoted his mind to the mystery of Ling Tian's third move.
If you miss such an opportunity once, you may never come back again!
Unforgettable!
And now, he finally got it!
Shuang Han's sword was raised levelly, Zhou Heng's eyes were focused on Zhou Xianming, and his energy locked the opponent firmly.
Zhou Xianming immediately felt a terrible danger approaching. This was an intuition he had developed over decades of fighting. He always believed in his intuition, which had saved him countless times.
But facing an opponent who is no weaker than him, how can he make a move?
You can only be careful and adapt accordingly!
"Zhou Xianming, why don't you just surrender!" The other four elders shouted loudly and joined the battle group one after another.
"Hmph, do you guys want to overthrow me?" Zhou Xianming's eyes suddenly erupted with a cold light, and the power he accumulated made the four elders freeze at the same time.
Zhou Heng shouted violently and jumped out like a flying dragon in the sky!
Zhou Xianming's uneasiness became even stronger. After waving a claw at Feng Tengyuan, he quickly retreated.
Quickly stepping on Feiyun Step, Zhou Heng rushed forward and pushed out with one sword!
In Zhou Xianming's eyes, the entire world became extremely dark, and only a sharp sword was left to cut through the darkness and fly towards him with an extremely bright light.
Take away your mind and heart!
no!
Zhou Xianming shouted loudly and managed to break free from this huge spiritual suppression, but the world was still dark. The sword light became brighter and brighter. The blazing light was so dazzling that it completely broke through the darkness, forming a vast white field in front of him.
piece.
He can't see anything!
puff!
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh and bone came. Zhou Xianming did not feel any pain in his body, but his strength was passing away rapidly, his consciousness became blurred, and the white light in front of him was fading. The first thing he saw was his chest.
There is a bright long sword stuck in it!
His heart was stabbed!
Just being stabbed in the heart by a sword is not fatal to a master in the blood refining realm, but his entire heart was destroyed by the sword energy and turned into a pile of rotten flesh. There was no way he could be saved.
!
The reason why he can still breathe is because he is in the blood refining realm and his vitality is extremely strong.
"Unexpected...unexpected..." Zhou Xianming's eyes became increasingly dim. Of course, he could not have imagined that in just one night, three generations of their ancestors and grandchildren would die in the hands of Zhou Heng, a recognized waste who had never been looked at by them.
Little people!
Bang, the old guy fell down, blood spurting out from his chest.
Dead! Zhou Xianming really needs to die!
What a freak! A kid from the Bone Refining Realm actually killed an existence from the Blood Refining Realm, and he was also the strongest master at the peak of Blood Refining Realm!
If this kid also grows to the blood refining realm, will there be any rivals in the world?
——Except those legendary powerful men who have crossed the road to heaven!
The whole place was silent except for the sound of heavy breathing.
Zhou Heng broke the silence, bowed his hand to Feng Tengyuan, and said, "Thank you, senior, for your generous help!"
"No need to be polite!" Feng Tengyuan smiled meaningfully at him, "It's getting late today, I'll visit again early tomorrow morning!"
"I must sweep the couch to welcome you!" Zhou Heng handed over his hand again.
Feng Tengyuan turned around and floated away with a flick of his body.
Although he left, no one dared to have any thoughts about Zhou Heng. Just looking at the love and care this twelfth-level body refining master showed towards Zhou Heng, who dared to offend Zhou Heng?
Besides, this kid can even kill Zhou Xianming, and no one dares to challenge him!
Since even Feng Tengyuan said it was too late and he did not want to disturb Zhou Heng, others were naturally even more afraid and hurriedly moved the bodies of Zhou Xianming and others out. Now that there was a power vacuum in the Zhou family, there was bound to be an internal struggle.
, everyone is very busy.
It wasn't until everyone left that Zhou Heng trembled violently and sat down on the ground, with blood gushing from the wound on his lower abdomen.
Using Ling Tian's third style had completely drained his strength, so naturally he could no longer suppress the wound.
He reluctantly straightened his upper body, tore off a strip of cloth and tied the wound tightly before dragging heavy steps into the inner courtyard.
"Dad——" Zhou Heng called out, but saw Zhou Dinghai lying motionless on the bed. He was startled, stumbled over quickly, touched Zhou Dinghai's pulse gate, and after detecting any movement, this
Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just passed out.
Zhou Heng just sat on the ground, running the Moon Shadow Heart Technique to restore his true energy. He believed that after killing Zhou Xianming, the family would never be negligent towards Zhou Dinghai again - who wants to be the second to Zhou Xianming?
The top priority now is to regain strength.
Not long after, the black broken sword shook, and a large amount of free energy surged out, filling his body, but it was already midnight.
He greedily absorbed this energy, and soon fully recovered his strength, and Ying Yingran made great progress again.
When he had the strength, he went out to get gauze and wound medicine, intending to re-bandage his wound. However, after taking the strips apart, he was surprised to find that the wound was already scarred!
This speed... is too fast!
Zhou Heng was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. Under the little changes made by the black sword, his body was developing in an absolutely powerful direction. Otherwise, even if he was a warrior in the bone refining realm, his wounds would not be able to heal so quickly.
.
He recalled the third Lingtian style he had performed before.
This third sword technique is more powerful than the previous two, and it places a greater burden on him! If his body hadn't become more powerful and entered the bone refining realm, he would have accumulated too much energy when using the sword technique.
The power will burst his body first!
The main reason why he was able to kill Zhou Xianming was because Feng Tengyuan took away most of his energy. Otherwise, this sword might have caused heavy damage to him. But when it comes to killing him with one sword, Zhou Heng cannot do it with his current strength!
After all, there is a five-level difference between the two, and even the Nine Lingtian Styles and the Frost Frost Sword cannot make up for the huge power gap.
He fought several battles and was injured and lost a lot of blood. After a while, he couldn't hold on anymore, so he lay on the ground and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already bright in the east.
"Dad -" Zhou Heng quickly got up and ran to the inner room, only to see that Zhou Dinghai hadn't woken up yet. He was slightly relieved and untied Zhou Dinghai's clothes, only to see a scar on his chest.
The red palm prints were still swimming slowly, like living creatures.
As soon as he touched it with his fingers, a burning sensation immediately hit him, as if it could burn his skin and flesh.
Father, are you so burned all the time?
Zhou Heng's eyes showed endless murderous intent, and he clenched his fist tightly, and his bones kept crackling.
Knock, knock, knock, at this moment, the courtyard door rang.
In fact, this door was torn down as early as last night, but Zhou Heng is now different from what it used to be. Who dares to enter uninvited?
Zhou Heng walked out, only to see Feng Tengyuan knocking on the door!
He quickly cupped his hands and said, "I've met senior!"
"Haha, you don't have to be so polite!" Feng Tengyuan waved his hand, strode in, smiled at Zhou Heng, and said, "Are you wondering why I would help you?"
Zhou Heng's mind was racing with thoughts. He had already thought about this problem last night.
The other party once mentioned the word "sect", and Zhou Xianming was very wary of him. Even if he was torn apart, he would not dare to make a killing move. He was obviously full of awe for the power behind Feng Tengyuan.
The only sect that can be related to Zhou Heng is the Jiuling Sect!
"Maybe it's this sword?" Zhou Heng raised the Frost Frost Sword.
"Clever!" Feng Tengyuan raised his thumb in praise, "This is the eldest lady's favorite sword, and I gave it to you, tsk tsk tsk!" He nodded repeatedly, with no concealed surprise on his face.
He had no doubt that this sword was stolen or robbed by Zhou Heng, because swords can be stolen or robbed, but what about the waterfall sword technique? Yesterday, Zhou Heng had performed several waterfall sword techniques, and he had already mastered the mystery of it.
How could it be possible if the eldest lady hadn't taught it carefully?
The Frost Sword is the most important thing to the eldest lady. It never leaves her body. Even if it is touched by someone, it will make her angry, let alone if it is given to others!
But this sword appeared in Zhou Heng's hand, in the hand of a man. What does this mean?
The eldest lady is in love!
Yes, the eldest lady is also nineteen this year. In an ordinary family, she would have already gotten married and had children!
Uncle!
It is precisely because of this that he risked his life to protect Zhou Heng yesterday. This is a huge achievement!
Zhou Heng's heart moved and he said: "Senior, my father was poisoned by someone and was severely injured. I am helpless. Can I take a look?"
"If you don't dare to use the word "senior", you can just call me by my first name!" Feng Tengyuan said quickly. If it weren't for the nausea, he would have called Zhou Heng Young Master Heng!
"You are an elder. Regardless of your cultivation or age, how can you be disrespectful to the elders?" Zhou Heng shook his head, but insisted on calling him senior.
Feng Tengyuan had no choice but to let him go, but he was very happy in his heart, thinking that this uncle was a good man, neither arrogant nor impatient, and worthy of following.
The two came to the back room. When Feng Tengyuan glanced at the red palm prints on Zhou Dinghai's body, his expression suddenly changed and he blurted out: "Red Flame Burning Heart Palm!"
"Senior, do you know the origin of this injury?"
A look of caution flashed across Feng Tengyuan's face, and he said: "The Red Flame Burning Heart Palm is Bai Jade Valley's unique skill. Only those who are strong at the Spirit Gathering Realm can practice it!"
White Jade Valley!
This is really a narrow road for enemies. Previously, they had enmity with Bai Yugu because of Mo Guo. Later, Mr. Jin thought that he and Lin Fuxiang were having an affair and repeatedly provoked him!
Now his father has been injured!
This revenge can only be repaid with blood!
A strong man in the spirit-gathering realm? So what, the other party was so ruthless. Not only did he want to kill Zhou Dinghai, but he also wanted to make him suffer all kinds of torture before his death. If this revenge is not avenged, he will be a son of man in vain!
Since the Red Flame Burning Heart Palm is the unique skill of White Jade Valley, the person who can practice this skill must have a high status. If he wants to kill such an enemy, he will most likely have to become the enemy of the entire White Jade Valley!
His current strength is still too weak. If he wants to take revenge, the first step is to advance to the Spirit Gathering Realm!
Zhou Heng took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Senior, is there any way to cure my father?"