What's the situation?
Hearing the voice, everyone hurriedly looked, but saw a scene that they would never forget.
He Changlin, the martial arts master, used all his strength to split Huashan, and the momentum of a thousand jun was gently pinched by two fingers.
That's right, only two fingers, gripping his blade firmly.
even said that He Changlin wanted to take the knife away, but found that no matter how hard he exerted, it was difficult to move the slightest.
This scene almost destroyed the self-confidence he had built up over the years.
"Oh my God? I'm not dreaming! "
"The martial arts master's full force was actually gently pinched by two fingers."
"Is he still the loser? How strong is he? "
The crowd was amazed, shocked, and horrified.
Zhang Hengming, as a child of the Luo family, they naturally heard of it.
In the past, Zhang Heng proposed marriage to his father Zhang Chengye, was humiliated and left in embarrassment, and they stood behind and laughed insolently.
Who would have thought that the face was flushed that day, and he was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into the waste, there would be today's Shenwei?
"How is that possible?" Luo Jianguo's eyes widened, he couldn't say joy or sorrow, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.
Maybe only Luo is still relatively calm, seeing this scene, she actually has a feeling that it is not surprising.
"I'll give you a chance, if you can block my three moves, you can leave alive today." Zhang Heng said.
He released his two fingers, flicked his fingers, the blade buzzed, and the power of the shock surged, continuously, He Changlin took seven steps back in a row before he could stabilize his body.
"You, who are you sacred?" As he spoke, he still felt paralyzed.
This person's great enemy is unfathomable, and it makes him feel powerless.
"The first move." Zhang Heng didn't mean to answer.
For him, the reason why he wasted words with He Changlin was just because he wanted to do an experiment.
He wanted to know how powerful the cultivation world's body refining method was when it was brought to the earth.
I saw him take a step, and a hand reached out, enveloping it in the void.
What was visible to the naked eye was a momentum like a match, flowing with the guidance of his palm.
"Blood Slash!" He Changlin roared angrily.
He found that he could not read it, because if he continued to look at it, his self-confidence would be completely shattered.
At that time, even if he survives, it will be impossible to make a breakthrough in this life.
So he didn't want to see it, he couldn't see it... Don't dare to look!
This time, he used his ability to press the bottom of the box, and the sword light skyrocketed, but it exuded a faint blood.
The blade swept through the air, as if it had rubbed against the air, and it actually sharpened out a spark, and the blood-colored light suddenly became several times brighter.
"He's about to break through to the legendary Martial Venerable..." Luo Tiancheng said in shock.
"How do you know?" Luo Jianguo's eyes were puzzled.
Although my father also practiced martial arts, his realm was not high, and the grandmaster had no hope, let alone the legendary Wuzun.
"Master Su said before, the realm of Wuzun, volleying into the void, picking leaves and flying flowers, every grass and tree can be a killing weapon, this person's blade swept by, the blood light was filled, and the sparks splashed everywhere, obviously he had touched the threshold..." Luo Tiancheng sighed: "Master Su is not unjustly defeated, He Changlin is stronger than him, and he still knows how to show weakness, let him take it lightly, he doesn't know the depth, and he makes a hasty move, how can there be any reason to be undefeated?" "
This statement is somewhat similar to what Zhang Heng said before.
At that time, Luo Tiancheng couldn't figure it out, but now, after thinking about it, he saw the clue.
"Grandpa is obsessed with martial arts, and he can also be called a martial arts master, and now he can see a little reason, and he, before he makes a move, already knows the result..." Luo was still listening, but his eyes were full of brilliance.
If I had known that he had such ability, it would have been okay to agree to him.
Thinking of this, her face turned red again.
"Can this kid win?" Luo Jianguo was a little worried.
"If he loses, our Luo family will be full of death, and no one will survive, if he wins..." Luo Tiancheng was stunned, and his eyes showed a majestic look: "Do you still call him by the word boy?" If it weren't for your unsuccessful obstacle, how could my Luo family have this kind of calamity? "
Hearing this, Luo Jianguo was ashamed, ashamed, and afraid.
is ashamed to be the head of the family, but he was reprimanded in public.
I am ashamed that I did something wrong and caused a big disaster.
It was Zhang Heng who was afraid, and he just wanted to understand that if this son really won, his attitude towards him would be like this, isn't this self-defeating?
He Changlin prepared for a long time and accumulated his momentum to the peak.
Until he was about to take it anymore, his eyes flashed with madness, and he suddenly stopped drinking, and slashed down with a knife.
This knife is the pinnacle of his martial arts perception for more than 40 years.
However, in exchange for it, it was only Zhang Heng's sigh.
The energy in his hand was surging, like silk, soft and agile, stirring the sword light, dissolving the sharp and tyrannical intent of his blade.
It's like peeling off the cocoon, cutting away the power of this terrible knife.
"What kind of martial arts are you?" He Changlin's heart was shocked, and he took three steps back.
Even though he tried his best to contain it, there was still a crack in the heart of the firm martial arts at this moment.
"Martial arts?" Zhang Heng frowned: "If you want to understand it like this, it's okay." "
Zhang Heng's palms were moving, but his general strength was like a big net, shrouding towards He Changlin.
It was impossible to dodge, and He Changlin looked desperate.
However, he found that this energy not only did not hurt him in the slightest, but erased some of the dark wounds in his body, but in addition, his original internal strength had been incredibly increased.
It's like a stream, and all of a sudden it becomes an ocean.
Bang dang.
He Changlin's long knife fell to the ground, and he had completely lost the will to fight.
He could feel that his inner strength was surging at this moment, and he was ten times stronger than before...
However, in the face of the man in front of him, he couldn't even raise the slightest courage to fight.
The more I felt my own strength, the more I felt that Zhang Heng was unfathomable.
"The body refining method is really useful for martial arts." Zhang Heng came to the conclusion he wanted.
The body refining cultivator is to collect the aura of heaven and earth, turn it into energy, and polish himself.
This coincides with the martial arts on the earth, and he used He Changlin as a specimen to conduct experiments and came to a conclusion.
If he cleanses the body of a martial artist according to the body refining method, then he can completely create a martial arts master in batches...
"It's a pity that the grandmaster is too weak, even if he creates one hundred and eighty, it's useless." Zhang Heng was a little disappointed.
If what he wants to be known at this time, it will definitely cause an uproar.
How revered is the Martial Arts Grandmaster, you are still too weak?
"Okay, your injuries have recovered, your strength has improved, and you can make a move." Zhang Heng looked over.
"Out, out?" He Changlin almost collapsed.
Only then did he realize that his knife had fallen to the ground.
He looked at Zhang Heng with a blank look, and the meaning was obvious, you are so strong, why do you have to get along with me.
"Shoot!" Zhang Heng frowned and pointed out.
He decided to do a second experiment.
"This person is comparable to a god, unfathomable!"
"I can't be his opponent!"
"Such a master, but he has quirks, he likes to torture people, if I continue to stay, I will definitely be tortured to death!"
The thoughts in He Changlin's mind changed.
He has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, what kind of person has he never seen?
Like Zhang Heng, who is obviously powerful, but likes to play with cats and mice, and he has seen a lot of perverts who use people as toys.
If you fall into the hands of such a person, you are worse than dead.
So his only thought was to run away as much as he could!
He didn't care about his knife, he turned around sharply, but he swept up several meters high, and was about to jump towards the outside of the courtyard wall.
"Want to go?" Zhang Heng frowned.
He didn't have killing intent, he said three tricks before, but it was just a joke, in order to provoke this person to go all out.
I thought that He Changlin was a hard bone and would move forward, but he didn't expect it, but now he also has the idea of escaping.
This disappointed Zhang Heng, he shook his head, walked a few steps, and tore a willow leaf from the tree.
"Picking leaves and flying flowers!" Luo still exclaimed.
Before she could do it, she already knew what was going on.
Because she saw it at the beginning, when she was held hostage, it was Zhang Heng who picked Ye Feihua and saved her life.
In the past, it only felt like a dream, but when I look at it today, I know the meaning.
"Picking leaves and flying flowers?"
"Isn't that what Wu Zun can do?"
"Could he be the legendary Wuzun? Martial Venerable, Land True Immortal! "
Everyone's eyes widened, their breath closed, and they waited for the next scene.
I saw that the soft willow leaves were like sharp swords, breaking through the air.
He Changlin looked back, but his face was pale.
"Wuzun!"
Before he could respond, the willow leaf passed through his chest, and he didn't know where to shoot.
Blood flowed, and He Changlin fell suddenly, with a hint of calmness in his eyes.
Death in the hands of Wu Zun is a matter of course.
The Luo family was stunned and couldn't say a word.
Luo Tiancheng was incredulous, covering his chest with one hand.
Luo Jianguo continued to be paralyzed, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.
Luo still had a bright light in his eyes, and when he looked at Zhang Heng, the brilliance in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Zhang Heng walked step by step, entered the hall, and paused in the first position on the left-hand side.
I saw him first pause, and then smiled slightly.
"Dare to ask you, am I qualified to sit in this position?"