There was a loud sound, and Hong Yingquan and Zhou Heng each took more than ten steps back. The golden light on Zhou Heng's hands had disappeared in a flash, and his fists were intact, with no signs of injury at all.
Hong Yingquan was in terrible condition. His hands were extremely twisted, and a bone in his right hand pierced his flesh, leaving a bloody mess!
What!
In such a tough fight, Zhou Heng not only did not fall at a disadvantage, but actually injured Hong Yingquan?
"Humph!" Hong Yingquan stared at Zhou Heng for a while, then suddenly turned around and ran away, not down the mountain, but up the mountain!
"Want to leave?" Zhou Heng's figure popped up, flying cloud steps, and rushed towards Hong Yingquan.
"Boy, don't go too far!" Hong Yingquan couldn't help but feel angry and frightened when he saw Zhou Heng chasing after him. If he didn't turn around and fight, wouldn't it mean that he was afraid of Zhou Heng? But if they fight... he has already
Defeated!
"What a joke, you attack me again and again and you still have the nerve to accuse me of going too far!" Zhou Heng sneered, his body swept quickly, although the speed of Feiyunbu's improvement was not much, his Dantian space was eight times that of ordinary people.
As a result, when he first entered the Spirit Gathering Realm, he had a spiritual power level similar to that of Hong Yingquan.
Therefore, when Feiyun moves, his speed is even faster than Hong Yingquan!
This scene once again made everyone dizzy.
Seeing that Zhou Heng was chasing closer, Hong Yingquan had no choice but to turn around and parry. Bam, a blow was exchanged. Hong Yingquan's expression changed again, and one of his phalanges actually jumped out of his wrist!
How powerful is that kid's physical body?
Hong Yingquan couldn't help but be horrified. Although his Ice Spirit Palm was not a top-grade martial skill, it was still a mid-grade martial skill. There was no way it would be this bad in terms of power! Unless——
"The power of blood! The power of blood!" he exclaimed. Only the inheritance of the power of blood can be so weird. According to legend, there are even rumors that warriors from the first level of Soul Gathering used the power of blood to kill the third level of Soul Gathering!
Invincible!
Hong Yingquan didn't care about his face at this time and quickly turned around and ran away. The Master of the Valley and the Master of the Qingyun Sect were both on the mountain. As long as he saw them, he would be safe! And the two powerful men would allow the Jiuling Sect to have a second possessor.
A spirit with the power of blood? Especially since this person has advanced to the spirit gathering realm and can use the power of blood!
Zhou Heng roared loudly, deployed his Feiyun Step with all his strength, and chased Hong Yingquan, constantly hitting Hong Yingquan with his metal fists.
The road from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain is only five or six miles. Although it is a climb, in the eyes of a strong person in the spirit gathering realm, it is like walking on flat ground. It can be reached in one or two minutes at most. But just one or two minutes is what makes Hong Yingquan
I was on tenterhooks, wandering between life and death several times.
Finally, a huge platform on the top of the mountain was in sight, only three to four hundred meters away from him.
Hong Yingquan was relieved. His two palms were completely bloody, and almost every bone was broken. The pain made him almost faint.
"You can't get away!" Zhou Heng chased after him.
"Boy, don't be too arrogant. There are many people in the world who can control you!" Hong Yingquan ran away with all his strength, and all he could do was bicker.
"At least it's not you!" Zhou Heng closed his eyes and opened them again, and Ling Tian's nine-style sword intent swayed towards Hong Yingquan.
"Uh-" Hong Yingquan suddenly froze. He felt that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was repelling him, slowing down his speed slightly.
Normally it would be nothing, but now is a time when life is at stake, how can you endure such sluggishness?
Zhou Heng has already arrived!
"Boy, I will fight with you!" Hong Yingquan let out a roar, pushed his palms and slapped Zhou Heng hard.
This was an earth-shattering blow that was the result of his lifelong cultivation!
Zhou Heng stepped forward bravely, with his meticulous consciousness spreading out. As if he was swimming in the volley of thousands of arrows, he cleverly let go of Hong Yingquan's palm force and came to the opponent's body.
His right fist turned into gold and he punched out with all his strength!
Bang, Hong Yingquan flew across the sky and fell towards the platform, but fell far away.
He struggled to get up, stretched out his bloody right hand, as if groping for something, and said towards the direction of the platform: "Valley, Lord——"
Just after he said two words, the muscles in his chest actually fell off piece by piece, revealing a bloody skeleton. Then it shattered instantly, and the whole person fell limply to the ground, unable to die anymore.
A strong man in the spirit-gathering realm died like this!
Zhou Heng ignored it and made a few more ups and downs before reaching the platform.
There were about a hundred people on the huge platform, divided into three distinct groups. Two of the groups were obviously smaller in number, only about ten people in total. Obviously, the two groups with the smallest number should be Baiyu Valley and Qingyun Sect.
.
There were two people fighting in the middle of the platform. Because the fight was so fierce, no one noticed the fight between Zhou Heng and Hong Yingquan. One of them was a stern-faced man, almost thirty years old, and his
The opponent is a young man under twenty, with a lazy look, but he is actually Jing Tian!
This guy... has reached the peak of the twelfth level of body refining!
With Zhou Heng's current eyesight, he could naturally tell Jing Tian's cultivation level at a glance, but the opponent's speed of entry also shocked him!
He is worthy of being a guy who can activate the power of blood in the body refining realm!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was a fierce battle on the field. After the two figures exchanged a few blows like lightning, Jing Tian took seven steps back and said calmly: "I lost!"
He stepped aside and immediately sat down cross-legged. He didn't know whether he was recovering his strength or adjusting his breath to recover from his injuries.
"As expected of the senior disciple of the Qingyun Sect, I'm afraid he has half a level of cultivation in the Spirit Gathering Realm, right?" A clear old man who looked to be in his fifties said, his eyes swept over the young man who defeated Jing Tian, and then looked at Jing Tian,
A soft color flashed in his eyes.
He is Lin Jianchen, the leader of the Jiuling Sect, and Jing Tian has long been accepted as his disciple. Although he is no match for this disciple now, it is enough to make him happy.
"Haha, it just took advantage of a few more years of training! However, Brother Lin, you are really a great disciple. You can fight so many moves with the red dragon at the twelfth level of body training!" A man wearing a blue robe
The old man laughed and said, his sharp eyes sweeping across the well, with a hidden murderous intent in his eyes.
——Pan Buyun, the headmaster of Qingyun Sect.
How could he not be afraid? Jing Tian's talent had already spread throughout Feng Yu City after the purple-clothed woman's tea ceremony, but no one expected that this person could advance from the tenth level of body refining to the highest level in just over three months.
At the peak of the twelfth level of body refining, this kind of talent is simply rare to see in a thousand years!
Jing Tian is indeed a monster. You must know that Chilong has already stepped into the Spirit Gathering Realm. He has obtained several spiritual energy temperings and can completely crush any Body Refining Realm warrior. He didn't expect that it would take so long to defeat Jing Tian!
If such a genius was born in the White Jade Valley, then all efforts should be made to cultivate him, but if he appeared under the Nine Spirit Sect... then he would have to be wiped out at all costs.
"Haha, both of you have gained good disciples, but I have never found a disciple that I wanted to take advantage of!" Another old man in brocade clothes laughed and said with a huge white jade flower embroidered on his back. He was the master of the White Jade Valley.
Jin Tengyi.
He glanced at the well, and he could not hide his murderous aura.
"Next, is it time to get down to business - eh!" Jin Tengyi suddenly stopped and turned his head sharply to look at Jing Tian.
Not only him, but Lin Jianchen, Pan Buyun, and all the powerful people in the Spirit Gathering Realm were looking towards Jingtian!
"I actually got a chance to make a breakthrough!" Zhou Heng secretly exclaimed. This Jingtian's talent is astonishing to the extreme. He actually got a glimpse of the secret of the spirit gathering realm after a battle with a half-step spirit gathering expert!
"Zhou Heng?" A figure passed over, and the fragrance hit her nostrils. It was the eldest lady Lin Fuxiang. At this time, she had reached the eleventh level of body refining. It seemed that after breaking through to the blood refining level, she also soared into the sky.
!
But compared to Zhou Heng and Jing Tian, her originally amazing cultivation speed suddenly became extremely ordinary.
"I really appreciate you!" Lin Fuxiang circled around Zhou Heng twice, "Why are you here? Come with me, otherwise my father will definitely punish you if you see such an unruly disciple!"
She didn't shy away from arousing suspicion. She pulled Zhou Heng to a corner and suddenly said with a pretty face: "You brat, where's the sword I gave you?"
Zhou Heng secretly screamed, why did he meet this eldest lady when he returned to Jiuling Sect, and directly asked about the Frost Frost Sword, which was chopped into seven or eight pieces!
"Put it in the house!" He quickly made up an excuse in his haste.
"Oh!" Lin Fuxiang nodded, and then thought, this guy hid her sword instead of using it. Doesn't this show that he values her? Otherwise, how could he keep such a sharp sword unused?
Thinking about it like this, she couldn't help but feel ashamed and confused, thinking that this boy was so shy that he actually confessed his love to her in public!
"This bastard, I am not mentally prepared for this. How could he be like this!" She blushed with shame, lowered her head and kept stomping her feet. She didn't notice that Zhou Heng had already strode to the middle of the platform.
Suddenly, they saw a person walking carelessly. Everyone was naturally surprised. When they saw that it was a young man under twenty, they all felt angry. They thought about how important an occasion this was, how could this person be so rash?
The lost guy came running over.
"Sect Master!" A figure passed by, but it was Bai Yuan. He wanted to tell the outer disciples not to move, but naturally it was much too late.
"Why are you here? Is the discussion below over?" Lin Jianchen couldn't help but wonder.
"Why are you the only one?" Jin Tengyi interjected and asked, thinking that since Bai Yuan had arrived, Hong Yingquan should have arrived.
"This—" Baiyuan couldn't help but hesitate.
"The old man and the young man in Baiyu Valley have been killed by me and will never come back again!" Zhou Heng said.
What!
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the whole place fell into silence. Everyone looked at Zhou Heng with strange eyes.
What a joke!
Zhou Heng smiled solemnly, scanned the people in Baiyu Valley, and said: "Is Jin Xiulong here? I have an account I want him to settle!"