I continue to ask for tickets to Sanjiang. I am currently ranked fourth and am being chased very closely. I don’t want to be fucked~
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"Who are you?" Zhou Heng glanced at the person blocking the way. He was a strong man in his thirties. Although it was only early February and the weather was extremely cold, his arms were bare and his knots were exposed.
Muscles like rocks.
Full of blood and domineering!
Blood refining realm!
And he is not an ordinary blood refining level, but a top master at the twelfth level of body refining!
"Boy, do you think you can walk away arrogantly after killing the people in Bai Yugu?" The strong man said in a deep voice, his voice rolling like thunder.
White Jade Valley!
Yes, there was the golden signboard of Blackwater Palace before, so Bai Yugu didn’t dare to come to the door, and it was a rule jointly formulated by the three major sects that no one should take action in Fengyu City!
Moreover, Zhou Heng was on good terms with the people in Blackwater Palace and even gained the attention of Tianbao Pavilion. Such a person was only suitable for being killed secretly!
Therefore, there will be a cut-off halfway!
Ordinarily, for the sake of stability, the strong men from the Spirit Gathering Realm should be dispatched, so that Zhou Heng would not have the slightest resistance!
Thinking of this, Zhou Heng couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. He knew his own strength, but Bai Yugu didn't know. Isn't it enough to dispatch a master of the twelfth level of body refining? Not to mention the twelfth level of body refining, even the tenth level of body refining.
A sure win!
Zhou Heng's smile fell in the eyes of the strong man, and his anger immediately surged up. This bastard boy dared to smile sarcastically. He was really looking for death.
"It's good that you can still laugh, but it won't take long before you can't even cry!" The strong man passed by and reached out to grab Zhou Heng. He was ordered to capture Zhou Heng back, so naturally he couldn't
Kill Zhou Heng, otherwise you will be guilty but not meritorious.
Zhou Heng unfolded his Feiyun Step, swept his body diagonally, and skilfully slipped through several positions, passing the strong man's attack.
"Hey!" The strong man missed his blow, and a strange look appeared on his face.
In his opinion, a young man who was at the ninth level of physical training was not easy to catch, but he actually failed. This really surprised him.
"Huh, if you can hide once, can you hide a second time?" He stretched out his big hand to grab Zhou Heng again.
"Seeking death!" There was murderous intent in Zhou Heng's eyes. Since the two parties were strangers to each other, there was no enmity. Unfortunately, they had different positions, so it was impossible for him to capture him without mercy.
Qiang, long sword unsheathed, waterfall sword technique!
"What!" The strong man retreated, but there were still several white marks on his arms.
——The waterfall sword technique is one of the three most powerful martial arts in the Jiuling Sect. After Zhou Heng's improvement, it is naturally more powerful. In addition, Zhou Heng's strength has also greatly increased, and one sword movement can reach the 12th level of body refining.
Everyone at the top will be hit!
It is indeed the secret skill of Jiuling Sect. Even if you attack a weak enemy with a strong one, you can still hit it with one sword!
Although there was a reason for the strong man to underestimate the enemy, how could such an effect be achieved without the absolute mystery of the swordsmanship?
"Flying Waterfall Sword Technique?" The strong man's eyes flashed with surprise, "How could you possibly learn the Jiuling Sect's secret technique?"
Just like Bai Jade Valley's Red Flame Burning Heart Palm, this is almost the exclusive skill of the sect leader.
"This has nothing to do with you!" Zhou Heng smiled faintly and danced his sword in a circular motion.
"Hmph, the waterfall sword technique is indeed powerful. It's a pity that you are only at the ninth level of body training, and the gap between you and me is really huge!" The strong man raised his hands, "There is no way you can break my defense!"
"Haha, if I capture you, Ben Gu will have another unique skill in the future!"
He laughed loudly, jumped out like an eagle, and attacked Zhou Heng again.
Zhou Heng spread out the Feiyun Step at his feet, and swung the long sword in his hand like lightning, slashing at the strong man's body one after another.
The flying waterfall sword technique is very mysterious. It was not until Zhou Heng reached the ninth level of body refining that he really showed its power. Unfortunately, the gap in strength between him and the strong man was also very obvious. The long sword was like cutting on a stone.
, it can only leave white marks, and even the skin cannot be peeled off!
The strong man dodged twice at first, but he couldn't withstand the agility of the waterfall swordsmanship. He simply didn't even bother to hide. He let Zhou Heng slash with his sword and only had to protect his eyes, eyes, lower body and other key parts.
Zhou Heng pressed forward step by step, trying to overwhelm others with his state of mind.
"Boy, this is the difference in realm!" He laughed wildly.
Zhou Heng remained calm. The opponent at the twelfth level of body refining was the best whetstone for him, so he couldn't miss it.
"It's almost over!" The strong man suddenly grabbed it with one hand. With great speed, he actually grabbed Zhou Heng's long sword and didn't let him take it back. "You really think I can't deal with you? The waterfall sword technique is indeed mysterious.
, but you’ve done it seven or eight times in front of me, why can’t I still figure it out?”
He pulled hard, and the long sword in Zhou Heng's hand suddenly fell out of his hands and was snapped into seven or eight pieces by him!
This is the power of the twelfth level of body refining!
"Boy, follow me back obediently, and it will save you some physical pain!"
Zhou Heng sighed, took off the frost sword on his back, and unwrapped the wrapping cloth layer by layer: "You could have lived a little longer!"
"What?" The strong man laughed angrily, "Can you still kill me?"
While talking, Zhou Heng had already untied the cloth and revealed the Frost Frost Sword.
Seeing that Zhou Heng still had a sword in his hand, the strong man couldn't help but twitched his face. He had to eat so many swords from Zhou Heng before he found the right opportunity to seize the opponent's weapon. Unexpectedly, Zhou Heng actually brought a second sword with him.
A sword!
Who is this guy? He actually carries two swords!
You are not a two-handed sword wielder!
Qiang, the Frost Frost Sword was unsheathed and let out a crisp groan. It had been sealed for too long, as if it was protesting to Zhou Heng!
The strong man's expression changed. With his eyesight, he could naturally tell how sharp the sword was!
"Are you afraid?" Zhou Heng said calmly, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.
"Hmph, the ninth level of the little body training!" The strong man's eyes were stern. Although he showed disdain, he did not dare to be careless at all. He pumped his fists and assumed a weird attack posture.
"This is domination fist!"
He was already using all the true energy in his body, and his voice was rumbling, like thunder in the ears, which could make people faint from the earthquake: "Although it is not as good as the waterfall swordsmanship, it is also one of the best among middle-grade martial arts.
exist!"
"With my power that is three levels higher, I can blow you up with one punch!"
"The young master told me to bring back alive people, but he didn't say they must be whole people!"
The strong man shouted violently and pushed out with a punch. The true energy surged and the compressed air formed a wave of air, blasting towards Zhou Heng.
"Thousand Strikes of Overlord Shadow!"
Bang bang bang, he kept bombarding from the air, forming waves of air one after another, like the roar of the sea, and the waves rushed towards Zhou Heng!
He was afraid of the power of Zhou Heng's sword, so he did not hesitate to use his true energy to attack from a distance. However, the power of the twelfth level of body refining had reached a terrifying level. Even the power from the void was enough to beat Zhou Heng's body instantly.
Crush!
Zhou Heng snorted coldly, jumped out, and his mind instantly unfolded. The situation on the field immediately appeared in his mind in detail.
——Seventy-four air waves are hitting him from different angles!
Feiyun steps unfold, Zhou Heng does not retreat but advances!
His figure was as slippery as a swimming fish, shuttled through waves of air, and suddenly made his way out of the mountain of swords!
"How is that possible!" Seeing Zhou Heng approaching step by step, the strong man felt indescribable shock in his heart.
He knows that no attack can be perfect and will always leave a breaking point, or flaw. However, through the mellowness of the techniques, this flaw can be continuously reduced or even hidden!
The Overlord Fist has flaws, but to be classified as a mid-level martial skill, the flaws are naturally extremely subtle! The most important thing is that he is performing it with a cultivation level of the twelfth level of Body Refining, while his opponent only has a ninth level of Body Refining!
In the face of absolute power and speed, the so-called flaws are actually ignored, because it is impossible for a weak person to seize the one in ten thousand, or even one in a billion opportunity!
However, now that he saw such a freak, he seized on the almost negligible flaws in his every move and moved forward bravely, like a broken bamboo!
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Heng was already in front of him!
——This is the result of the joint operation of Feiyunbu and Zhou Heng's meticulous consciousness, both of which are indispensable.
Ling Tian’s third style!
The sword intention circulated crazily, and the true energy in the body was quickly drained. Zhou Heng swung a sword that could destroy the world, dazzlingly!
Cut it with a sword!
Poof, blood spurted out three feet high. This sword cut through and cut the strong man in half!
Zhou Heng immediately sat down on the ground. The Nine Lingtian Styles were really beyond the ability of humans to perform. Even if he had mastered the secrets, all his strength would be exhausted by swinging a sword.
If you use the waterfall sword technique, then combining it with the frost sword is naturally a sure-win version, but a sure win does not mean a sure kill!
After all, his true cultivation level is only at the ninth level of body refining. If the strong man wanted to escape, he would never be able to catch up, so he had to kill him with one blow!
——Since the other party wants to take him back to die, Zhou Heng has nothing to say except one word: kill!
Being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself, and you will show no mercy once you take action. Zhou Heng had this realization when he embarked on the path of martial arts.
He searched the strong man's body, but there was nothing else except a few banknotes. When he clicked on it, he found that the total of these banknotes amounted to more than five thousand taels. However, when he saw the number on the banknotes,
When making the mark, Zhou Heng could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
This was apparently opened by Tianbao Pavilion!
After putting away the banknotes, he was very poor now, so naturally he didn't mind making money from dead people. After taking a deep breath, he continued towards the Pingtian Mountains.
The grudge against Bai Yugu will one day be completely settled!
Three days later, he returned to Juegu Hantan. At this time, his true energy had reached its optimal state and he could enter the blood refining realm!
"Hey, who is this brave guy who dares to break into my cave?" A voice like a broken duck's throat sounded, and a black donkey also appeared in front of Zhou Heng.