The mountain breeze was blowing. Originally, there were no four seasons in Gujian Mountain. Even though it was winter, it didn't feel cold at all. But at this moment, Linghu Heng only felt that his heart and body were covered with ice, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Linghu Heng ignored Lingyu, but turned his head and looked at Yang Zhishuang. He saw that Yang Zhishuang was still struggling and shouted: "Grandpa, let me go, I'm going to save him!" But Yang Xianyang died.
Yang Zhishuang's veins were locked tightly, so that she could not use any spiritual power. Without spiritual power, a cultivator is just a little better than an ordinary martial arts master.
Linghu Heng knew that no one could save him now. He felt sad and suddenly wanted to rebel against his father. He reached into his arms and took out the jade slip that his foster father regarded as his life, as well as his life's hard work.
"The Essentials of Arithmetic", thinking of the admonition of his father before his death: "You must live!" Linghu Heng was suddenly filled with the desire to live: "Yes, my parents' great revenge has not been avenged, and my adoptive father's great hatred has not been avenged."
Revenge has not been avenged. If I die like this, Ms. Yang will be very sad, right? Yes, I can't die like this!"
Thinking of this, Linghu Heng ignited a burning desire to survive. He looked around and found that Yang Xianyang had not ordered the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect to come and arrest him. He suddenly understood. It was mentioned in the rules of the Ancient Sword Sect.
, if a disciple of the Gujian Sect is found guilty of committing an offense, it must be a disciple of the Gujian Sect who comes to arrest him so that he can clean up the family. But Yang Xianyang did not express his position at this moment, which proved that he did not regard Linghu Heng as a criminal.
A disciple of science.
Linghu Hengxin said: "If that's the case, then it will be much easier for me to escape!" After all, the sword control skills of the Ancient Sword Sect are recognized as the fastest. If you just run away, no one should be able to catch up.
Having made up his mind, Linghu Heng felt confident. He drew the "Wufeng" sword and said boldly: "What's wrong with you all coming together?"
Lingyu didn't say anything. He rushed in front of Linghu Heng with a quick stride, and the folding fan in his hand hit Linghu Heng's chest. Lingyu was already proficient in eighteen kinds of weapons, and a mere folding fan in his hand could transform into endless things.
The power of the fan. What's more, this folding fan is not simple in the first place. It was a weapon used by the Merry Immortal known as the "Merry Talent" five hundred years ago. The entire fan bone is made of cold iron on the bottom of the deep sea in the West Sea and is extremely hard. The fan surface is
Weaved from cold silk, it is invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns. Coupled with the attached formation, it is already a rare magic weapon.
Linghu Heng saw that he rushed over without saying a word and used a move that could kill people. He was furious: "What a Lingyu, you don't distinguish between right and wrong, but you want to go against me!"
Although he was angry in his heart, Linghu Heng did not lose his mind because he knew that if he wanted to escape, he could not be surrounded by everyone. Fighting one by one would be the best for him. After all, this is the only way to survive
If you want to save your life if you miss the opportunity, there is no other way.
Linghu Heng didn't say much, and the psychic fairy sword suddenly came out and blocked Lingyu's folding fan. Then he turned from defense to attack, and used the "old tree horizontal branch" move to force Lingyu to turn back the fan to defend himself. He only heard "brush"
With a sound, Lingyu's folding fan opened, and the "Wufeng" sword hit the fan bone, shooting out a few sparks.
Lingyu was hit by a counterattack and he lost his temper. He suddenly dwarfed his body, slightly bent his left leg, and kicked out his right foot fiercely, aiming at Linghu Heng's lower body!
Linghu Heng was also really angry, and said to himself: "You can't blame me for being like this!"
In fact, there is still a big gap between the spiritual reputation in the early stage of the Golden Body and the Linghu Heng in the late Nascent Soul stage. If there is no accident, Linghu Heng will definitely lose. After all, the spiritual power is different between the Golden Body stage and the Nascent Soul stage.
The concept is not only more solid, but also gives off a faint pressure. If you don't have a strong state of mind, under this pressure, the whole person may collapse, and thus be given the illusion that this person can never be defeated, and then
It evolved into an inner demon and it was difficult to make any progress in cultivation.
But who has Linghu Heng been afraid of? Not to mention the pressure of the Golden Body Stage, even the pressure of the Mahayana Stage, Linghu Heng has tasted it countless times on the cliff. Sometimes, the short elder said that he does not need spiritual power
The big one bullies the small ones, but after being tricked by Linghu Heng several times, he finally couldn't help but use his strength. That's the real terror!
Linghu Heng fearlessly stabbed him with the "Qinglian Zhongtong" move, betting that Lingyu would not dare to die with him!
As expected, Lingyu hesitated for a moment, pulled back the folding fan, and blocked the move. Linghu Heng didn't say anything more, and used the move "Green Mountain Wind Rising" to roll up the fallen leaves into blossoming sword flowers.
, divide the five vital points of Lingyu’s chest.
Lingyu lost the first move and had to defend. He was also secretly palpitating: "Unexpectedly, I haven't seen him for more than a month, but he has made such progress! This is even more embarrassing for him!" He had something on his mind, but his moves were slightly scattered, and he was ordered
Hu Heng saw the flaw and suddenly activated his spiritual power. He actually forced out the sword energy on the sword and hit Ling Yu's left waist! Ling Hu Heng showed no mercy in this move. Ling Yu frowned and folded his fan.
It was shorter than a sword. Even if it hit Linghu Heng, he would definitely be penetrated by the "Wufeng" sword. He had no doubt how sharp the "Wufeng" sword infused with sword energy was!
Most of the people present were experts, and they couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene: "This...is this sword energy?"
The elders of the Ancient Sword Sect are all thinking: "Is it Tian Jue and our Ancient Sword Sect? Such a genius is forced to die?"
And the people in the other five holy places are thinking: "It's a good thing that this evildoer died young, otherwise, the Ancient Sword Sect will really have a great genius in the future! This is how he has cultivated sword energy in the Yuanying stage. Others say
You may never see a glimpse of the threshold in your whole life!"
Yang Xianyang also had mixed feelings in his heart. On the one hand, he really wanted to protect Hu Heng, but the situation did not allow him to do so. He was the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect. He must put the interests of the Ancient Sword Sect first, and his personal emotions were not
It has to be sacrificed. "It's just a pity Shuang'er. Alas, that kid was clearly framed, but the old man has no ability. There is no evidence, and even the person involved testified... I can only hope that Shuang'er can look away.
This kid is indeed a rare talent, but, alas..." Yang Xianyang felt deeply frustrated. If it had been 40 years ago, how could such a thing have happened? The strength of the Ancient Sword Sect is almost equal to that of the other five holy places.
, where would someone come to your door? In the final analysis, it is still due to lack of strength! Thinking of this, the sense of loss on Yang Xianyang's face became even stronger.
In just a short moment, Linghu Heng and Ling Yu had already exchanged nearly a hundred moves. Ling Yu, who was bent on winning, lost the initiative because he was too conceited, and was suppressed and beaten by Linghu Heng. Although he was strong enough to protect himself.
Yu, but it is a fool's dream to capture Hu Heng. Everyone with good eyesight can see it, but due to Lingyu's face, it is difficult to say more.
At this time, an untimely voice sounded: "Senior Brother Lingyu, I'm here to help you!" After saying that, a figure flew straight into the sky. While Linghu Heng was doing the move, he also noticed the person coming. It turned out to be a Linghu Heng.
Linghu Heng, a disciple of Tiangong, didn't know his name.
Lingyu also got angry: "Get out!" He believed that this was a sign of looking down on himself, and naturally he couldn't tolerate it.
The disciple of Lingtian Palace smiled and said: "Senior brother Lingyu, this lewd thief has done many evil things. We work together to capture him. This is not just bullying the young. Junior Brother Liu Wu'an has to confess to you first!"
Linghu Heng looked at him coldly, on guard, fearing that he would sneak up on him.
Liu Wu'an was Qi Taiyi's confidant, and was ordered by Qi Taiyi to step forward to help in the battle, not only because of his loyalty, but also because of his strong cultivation. He had stayed in Lingtian Palace for more than thirty years, and his cultivation was not weak.
After cultivating to the middle stage of Yuanying, we are just on the verge of reaching the late stage of Yuanying.
When Wu Zhen saw that Linghu Heng was in danger, he was about to step forward to help, but Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Master Wu Zhen saw it, grabbed him, shook his head, and said, "You can't go!"
Wu Zhen was anxious: "But junior brother, he..."
Taoist Taoist Silence seemed to be in pain and closed his eyes. Linghu Heng was also his disciple and a closed disciple. He should be his most beloved disciple. But at this moment, he was besieged and there was nothing he could do. Who could do anything about this kind of pain?
clear?
Wu Zhen looked at Taoist Silence in a daze. At that moment, he really wanted to go against his master's words and go to help, but when he saw Taoist Silence in such a painful situation, he was at a loss. Tears welled up involuntarily and he looked in the air.
Linghu Heng was fighting hard, and Wu Zhen felt as if something was stuck in his throat. He wanted to spit it out quickly but couldn't. It was really uncomfortable.
In mid-air, the fierce battle continued. After Liu Wuan joined, Linghu Heng immediately changed from the attacker to the defender, and he was a very passive defender. Not only did he have to deal with Lingyu's magical folding fan, but he also had to guard against Liu
Wu An's elusive flywheel magic weapon was beaten for a while, and he was in a hurry, unable to attack again. After all, Lingyu was not a vegetarian. With his golden body combat experience and strength, after regaining the disadvantage, he naturally refused to let go, even like this
The victory is overwhelming.
He used the "Taiyue Upside Down" move again and again, surrounding himself with water. This kind of swordsmanship was so profound that it made a group of disciples of the ancient sword sect mesmerized and felt like they had understood it.
What is the real swordsmanship? The elders of the Ancient Sword Sect felt heartbroken when they saw that such an outstanding disciple was forced into such a situation! If there were no miracles, perhaps today would really be the end of Linghu Heng's life.
The day has passed. A genius who is only seventeen years old has already reached the late Nascent Soul stage. He has an explosive body and can use sword energy. The most important thing is that he is only seventeen years old! Such a genius has no future.
But the limit is that he is going to die today! This makes the elders of the Ancient Sword Sect unable to accept it. After all, even if such a genius is not the future leader, he will definitely be the pillar of the Ancient Sword Sect in the future! "Is it really God's will?
Do you want to destroy the Ancient Sword Sect?" Many elders of the Ancient Sword Sect had such questions in their minds.
In mid-air, Linghu Heng was beaten to the point of losing his temper, and he began to think in his mind: "This is not the way to go, there are only two people, and I can't bear it anymore. If there is one more, I may really have to capture him without mercy.
Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy, if you can't beat it, just run away!" He glanced around and found that with his careful guidance, he had gradually moved the battlefield away from the square. If he went one step further, he would be out of the square!
At this time, Liu Wuan with vicious eyes spoke: "Senior Brother Lingyu, this kid wants to escape!"
At this time, an unobtrusive disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect had quietly slipped out of the square and rushed deep into the Ancient Sword Mountain... (To be continued)