Chapter 47

Continue to ask for the Sanjiang ticket. At present, it ranks fourth. It's very hard to catch up. I don't want to be burst~

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"Who are you?" Zhou Heng glanced at the man blocking the way. He was a strong man in his thirties. Although it was only early February and the weather was very cold, he was barehanded and showed his muscles like a rock.

Blood gas soars to the sky and is extremely overbearing!

Blood refining realm!

And it's not an ordinary blood refining environment, but a top expert on the 12th floor of refining body!

"Boy, do you think the people who killed Baiyu Valley can still leave in a swagger?" the strong man said in a deep voice, rolling like thunder.

White Jade Valley!

Yes, there was a gold lettered signboard of Blackwater hall before. Baiyu Valley didn't dare to kill the door, and it was also a rule jointly formulated by the three main gates that no action should be taken in Fengyu city!

Moreover, Zhou Heng made friends with the people in the black water hall, and even got the attention of Tianbao Pavilion. Such people are only suitable for secretly killing!

Therefore, there will be a halfway cut-off!

It is said that for the sake of stability, Zhou Heng should dispatch the strong in the spirit gathering environment, so that Zhou Heng will not have the slightest resistance!

Thinking of this, Zhou Heng couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. He knew his strength, but Baiyu Valley didn't know it. Isn't it enough to send out an expert with twelve layers of body refining? Not to mention the twelve layers of body refining, even the ten layers of body refining are also stable!

Zhou Heng's smile fell into the eyes of the strong man, and immediately made him angry. This bastard boy dared to sneer. It's really trying to die.

"It's good to laugh, but it won't be long before you can't even cry!" the strong man passed by and grabbed Zhou Heng with his hand. He was ordered to catch Zhou Heng back. Naturally, he can't kill Zhou Heng, otherwise he will be guilty and useless.

Zhou Heng started the flying cloud step and swept obliquely. Skillfully, he slipped several positions and let the strong man pass.

"Eh!" the strong man lost his blow and couldn't help showing a different color on his face.

In his opinion, he was surprised that only a boy who was at the top of the ninth floor of physical training could not be caught, but he would fail.

"Hum, can you hide once and hide a second time?" he again explored his big hand and grabbed Zhou Heng.

"Seek death!" Zhou Heng's eyes were murderous. The two sides never knew each other. Naturally, there was no hatred. Unfortunately, he could not be arrested with his hands tied because of his different positions.

Qiang, long sword out of scabbard, waterfall sword!

"What!" the strong man retreated, but there were several more white marks on his arm.

——Waterfall sword is one of the three strongest martial arts of jiulingzong. After Zhou Heng's improvement, its power is naturally stronger. In addition, Zhou Heng's strength has also increased greatly. When one sword runs, he has to be recruited even at the top of the 12th level of refining body!

It is worthy of being the unique skill of Jiuling sect. You can still hit the strong with a weak sword!

Although there is a reason why the strong man despises the enemy, how can he achieve such an effect unless the sword technique is absolutely mysterious?

"Waterfall sword technique?" the strong man was surprised in his eyes. "How can you learn the unique school of jiulingzong?"

Like the red flame heart burning palm in Baiyu Valley, this is almost the unique skill of the patriarch.

"This has nothing to do with you!" Zhou Heng smiled faintly and danced the long sword round.

"Hum, waterfall sword is really powerful. Unfortunately, you only have nine layers of body refining, which is too far from me!" the strong man shook his hands, "you can't break my defense!"

"Ha ha, if I catch you, I will have another unique skill in the future!"

He laughed like an eagle and then attacked Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng started flying clouds at his feet. He waved his long sword and cut it like electricity, one sword after another on the strong man.

The Feibao sword technique is very mysterious. Zhou Heng didn't really give full play to its power until he refined the body on the ninth floor. Unfortunately, the strength gap between him and the strong man is also very obvious. Cutting the long sword is like cutting on a stone, leaving only white marks, not even the skin!

At the beginning, the strong man dodged twice, but he couldn't stand the flexibility of the waterfall sword technique. He didn't even bother to hide. Let Zhou Heng cut his sword, just protect his eyes, eyes, lower body and other key positions, and press against Zhou Heng step by step, that is to press people with his realm.

"Boy, this is the gap in the realm!" he laughed wildly.

Zhou Heng remained calm. His opponent on the 12th floor of body refining is the best sharpener for him. Naturally, he can't miss it.

"It's almost over!" the strong man suddenly grabbed Zhou Heng's long sword and didn't let him take it back. "I really think I can't deal with you? The waterfall sword technique is really mysterious, but you have used it seven or eight times in front of me. Can't I see one or two?"

He pulled hard, and Zhou Heng immediately took off the long sword in his hand, which was broken into seven or eight pieces by him!

This is the power of refining the twelve layers of body!

"Boy, come back with me, and you can suffer less flesh and blood!"

Zhou Heng sighed, took down the frost sword on his back and untied the wrapped cloth layer by layer: "you could have lived a little longer!"

"What?" the strong man smiled angrily. "Can you kill me?"

While talking, Zhou Heng untied the cloth and silk and showed the frost sword.

Seeing that Zhou Heng still had a sword in his hand, the strong man couldn't help blushing. He tried to eat so many swords of Zhou Heng before he found a chance to win the other party's weapons. Unexpectedly, Zhou Heng brought a second sword!

Who is this man with two swords!

You're not a two handed sword!

Qiang, the frost sword came out of its scabbard and gave a crisp chant. It was sealed for too long. It was a protest to Zhou Heng!

When the strong man's face changed, he could see the sharpness of the sword at a glance!

"Scared?" Zhou Heng said blandly, as if he were talking about a common thing.

"Hum, little nine layers of refining body!" the strong man's eyes were cold. Although he showed disdain, he didn't dare to have any carelessness. He shook his fists and made a strange attack posture.

"This is baquan!"

He has been running the real yuan force of his whole body, and his voice is rumbling like thunder in his ear. He can almost stun people alive: "although it is not comparable to waterfall sword, it is also one of the best in Chinese martial arts!"

"With my power of three higher levels, one punch can blow you up!"

"You told me to take the living back, but you didn't say you must be a complete person!"

The strong man drank violently and pushed out with a fist. Zhenyuan force surged wildly. The compressed air formed an air wave and blew towards Zhou Heng.

"Ba Ying thousand hits!"

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!

He was afraid of Zhou Heng's sword, so he didn't hesitate to attack with Zhenyuan force in the air. However, the power of the twelve layers of refining body has reached a terrible level, and even the power of the void is enough to smash Zhou Heng's body in an instant!

Zhou Heng snorted coldly, his body jumped out, his mind expanded instantly, and the situation on the field immediately appeared in his mind in detail.

——Seventy four air waves are coming at him from different angles!

Flying clouds spread out, and Zhou Heng did not retreat but advance!

His body is as slippery as a fish, shuttling through the air waves, and walking out of the Zhongdao mountain!

"How could it be!" watching Zhou Heng step by step, the strong man was filled with indescribable shock.

He knows that no attack can be seamless, and there will always be breakpoints or flaws, but through the roundness of techniques, this flaw can be continuously reduced or even hidden!

Ba Quan has flaws, but it can be listed as a medium-grade martial art. Naturally, this flaw is extremely subtle! The most important thing is that he uses the cultivation of twelve layers of body refining, while his opponent only has nine layers of body refining!

In the face of absolute power and speed, the so-called flaws have been ignored, because the weak can't seize the chance of one ten thousandth or even one hundred million!

However, he saw such a freak now, grabbed his almost negligible flaw in one move, and moved forward bravely with great momentum!

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Heng had killed him!

——This is the result of the joint operation of feiyunbu and Zhou Heng's divine consciousness, both of which are indispensable.

Lingtian third move!

The sword idea flows wildly, and the real yuan force in his body is quickly evacuated. Zhou Heng wields a sword that can cut off the world, which is dazzling!

A sword cut!

Poof, the blood gushed three feet high. This sword cut off the strong man's waist!

Zhou Heng immediately sat down on the ground. Ling Tianjiu style is really beyond people's ability. Even if he has mastered the secret of it, he still consumes all his strength with a sword.

If you use the waterfall sword technique, it is still a win-win version with the frost sword, but winning does not mean killing!

After all, his true cultivation is only nine layers of body cultivation. If the strong man wants to escape, he can't catch up, so he must kill with one blow!

——Since the other party wants to catch him back and die, Zhou Heng has nothing to say, only one word: kill!

To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to himself. Once he makes a move, he will never show mercy. Zhou Heng had such an awareness when he embarked on the road of martial arts.

He searched the body of the strong man, but there was nothing else except a few silver tickets. When he clicked, the silver tickets were more than 5000 Liang in total. However, when he saw the mark on the silver note, Zhou Heng couldn't help drawing from the corner of his mouth.

This is impressively opened by Tianbao Pavilion!

Put away the silver ticket. He is very poor now. Naturally, he doesn't mind making a fortune. After taking a deep breath, he continues to move towards the pingtian mountains.

The grudges with Baiyu valley will be settled one day!

Three days later, he returned to juegu cold lake. At this time, his Zhenyuan power has reached the best state and can impact the blood refining environment!

"Eh, which bold guy dares to break into this cave?" a broken duck voice sounded, and a black donkey appeared in front of Zhou Heng.

"It's you cheap donkey!"

"Your uncle's, this is a divine donkey!"

The black donkey bit Zhou Heng at once.