He remembered that Nie Heng had easily recognized the big basket and was sure that it was the work of Kong Mei, the grandma of Kong Mingzi!
He remembered that the evil boy who suddenly emerged on this continent was also proficient in alchemy, martial arts, talismans and formations, and he was extremely accomplished!
He even remembered what Nie Heng said earlier, as if the giant who should have passed away long ago was repeating his promise!
So he was guessing: Could it be that the old Nie Heng who was related to his grandmother did not die, but for some reason, his strength declined and he transformed into the current young man in some way?
Or maybe that Nie Heng did not die, but came to the Well Bottom Continent and accepted a young man with the same name as himself as his disciple?
But no matter which possibility it is, is that Nie Heng really not dead?
Is this...possible?
Nie Heng remained silent and allowed Kong Mingzi to guess on his own.
Then he raised his head and looked at a certain horizon, smiled and said: "It's time to kill that bald man!"
Hearing this, Kong Mingzi gasped: "The real you still have the strength to deal with the Holy Child?"
Nie Heng nodded, then turned around: "When you live, you must learn to try. No matter you win or lose, you must try first! If you don't even dare to try, what's the point of living?"
As soon as the words fell, Nie Heng's shadowy body disappeared completely!
As if it were a real life form, it used a hundred-mile teleportation scroll to go somewhere.
Only Kong Mingzi was left in the valley, standing with trembling eyes.
His body is shaking!
His soul is also trembling!
Because he has heard this sentence, and it is the ancestral motto of his Kong family - the ancestral motto left by Kong Mei, the strongest person in the history of the Kong family!
Grandma said: When you are alive, you must learn to try. No matter you win or lose, you must try first! If you don’t even dare to try, what’s the point of living?
That's what Kong Mei said back then, but in a certain relationship, she didn't do it herself - she didn't dare to try it until she was about to die!
…
At the same time, the Holy Child stopped pursuing.
He turned his head in shock and looked in a certain direction behind him: "The Demon Emperor...is dead?"
He doesn't want to believe it or accept it!
But because he is very strong, it is enough to help him sense that something is happening at this moment!
So he regained his composure and looked at Nie Heng in the distance, his expression extremely serious: "How many helpers do you have, and who are your helpers?"
In the distance, Nie Heng, who was just a shadow, scratched his head and chuckled: "You little bald little useless dog, guess what!"
Holy boy doesn’t want to guess!
He knew that the Holy Lord was wrong.
The Holy Lord either underestimated the strength of the Xuanjian Sect and underestimated the number of strong warriors in the Holy Martial Arts Realm within the Xuanjian Sect; or some people around the Holy Lord rebelled and were helping Nie Heng in turn!
This is what he thought: only these two possibilities could lead to the current changes in Yaoxian Castle!
But he still believed that he would win, because at this moment he was still facing only Nie Heng!
The Holy Child smiled ferociously, no longer compassionate or pitiful: "There shouldn't be any helpers for you within a hundred miles around here, right?"
Hearing this, Nie Heng scratched his head: "No!"
The Holy Child asked again: "How many teleporting treasures do you have?"
Nie Heng spread his hands: "Use them all!"
"Very good!" The Holy Child smiled and clasped his hands together: "You can go to hell!"
He made sure that there were no helpers from Nie Heng around, not even other warriors.
And this Nie Heng has been getting weaker and weaker since he launched that powerful attack just now...
In this case, wouldn't killing Nie Heng become a trivial matter that can be easily accomplished?
The holy boy began to recite the Heart Sutra, with his left hand on his chest and his right hand slowly raised high.
The golden light came, like a golden waterfall falling from the sky, enveloping the Holy Child with majesty and sanctity.
Bathed in the golden light, the saint boy's strength continued to rise, and finally stopped at the peak of the martial saint realm, and a blue disc with a radius of several hundred feet was condensed above his head.
There are not only complex patterns on the CD, but also countless words.
This is a talisman!
"Nie Heng, do you have any last words?"
After finishing all this, the Holy Child tilted his mouth slightly to one side and said, "Or, you can try to beg me?"
Shrouded in that talisman, Nie Heng's body began to collapse. First, his clothes gradually tore apart, and then his skin was cut by golden light like a sword, with countless wounds appearing.
But even so, Nie Heng still showed an evil smile: "I'm glad you played with me for so long!"
What?
The holy boy was puzzled and finally said coldly: "Buddha's light is extinguished!"
Buzz…
The next moment, the huge disc, carrying the powerful aura of destruction and the terrifying power of the peak of the Martial Saint Realm, completely smashed downwards.
In it, Nie Heng seems to be unable to escape...
Or you can put it this way: Nie Heng doesn’t want to avoid it at all!
He just stared at Shengtong's eyes, and Shengtong didn't dare to look anywhere else. He could only stare at Nie Heng's eyes.
then……
Boom!
The disc fell, and the earth was immediately torn apart. Deep ravines several feet or even ten feet deep appeared, extending in all directions like a spider web.
That Nie Heng turned into ashes before the disc hit the ground - dead, dead!
The Holy Child took a deep breath and smiled.
But almost at the same time, before the dust settled, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Death!"
Just one word.
The Holy Child was immediately horrified!
Isn’t Nie Heng dead?
How could another Nie Heng's aura and sword intent appear again?
And it is still the sword intent of the Martial Saint level!
This sword is very powerful and deadly!
What's even more fatal is that the holy boy has just performed a killing move, and his back power is hard to sustain, and his front power has just dried up.
His scalp suddenly became numb, and he could only rely on instinct to dodge crazily to one side.
"puff……"
But after all, everything happened too fast and too unbelievably, so the Holy Child's reaction was still slow, and the speed was also much slower.
In just an instant, one of his arms was almost separated from his body by a sharp sword energy...
"How... how is it possible?"
Regardless of the serious injuries on his body, and regardless of how terrifying the pain he was enduring, the Holy Child continued to dodge quickly to the side.
When he finally stopped on the river, he looked back in shock.
Another Nie Heng, indeed another Nie Heng!
How many Nie Hengs are there in this world?
twin?
Impossible...
The Holy Child's right hand was disabled. Only some muscles and skin were still connected to the body. As for the bones, they were all broken.
He was in pain, but even more shocked.
Not far away from him, Nie Heng appeared again and was extremely weak, as if the previous sneak attack had exhausted all his strength!
The Holy Child covered the broken arm, as if he was afraid of losing the arm, and then roared: "This is impossible, how is this possible, you are already dead, already dead!"
"Yeah?"
Nie Heng appeared again and smiled innocently: "If you want me to die, you have to kill me first!"
He said, making an invitation gesture.
"Bastard!"
As a holy boy, this is the first time in his life that he has cursed such a curse word: "I want you to die!"
Cursing, he saw that his whole body was once again shrouded in golden light. Although the monk's clothes were stained with blood, he could still only see the golden color.
And this time, he had a pestle in his intact hand.
The pestle is not long, about an arm's length.
The pestle stick was thrust forward, and two golden fire dragons suddenly appeared, entwining each other, spinning, and blasted towards Nie Heng, who appeared like a ghost not far away.
"Death..."
He roared, really wanting to kill Nie Heng!
Then he saw Nie Heng, who was still smiling, and slowly closed his eyes at this moment.
There is no baby who uses teleportation, and no thought of resistance.
Is Nie Heng really planning to die this time?
Why... "again"?
The Holy Child was uneasy. At this moment, he was not sure that he could kill a young man who was just an ant to him!
But this boy is really dead!
Bang……
Hoho...
It seemed like a real dragon roar and a real golden fire dragon were strangled by two fire dragons. Nie Heng was unable to resist, and his body collapsed in an instant!
But almost at the same time, Saint Child's scalp became numb!
Because it was at the critical moment when his front strength was exhausted and his back strength could not be sustained, a overwhelming sense of crisis actually appeared again.
And this time it was even closer to him, and it was coming from below!
Below is the river!
How could there be anything in the river that could threaten the Holy Child?
The holy boy looked down in shock and with trembling consciousness.
Looking at it, he saw a sharp sword, breaking through the river surface, breaking the space between him and himself, and stabbing from the bottom up to the center of his feet.
The sword is not a Yanhuang sword, it is just a spiritual sword condensed with spiritual power!
The person holding the sword is another Nie Heng!
"This is not true..."
The sea of consciousness was shaken, and his heart and soul were trembling. The Holy Child felt that his soul was about to leave his body!
He was in pain, but he instinctively avoided it again.
Even if he only moved half a step, he still saved himself: the sword thrust from below only cut off his right leg at knee level...