Sword Moved the Ninth Heaven

Boom!

With a loud bang, Hong Yingquan and Zhou Heng each retreated more than ten steps. The golden light on Zhou Heng's hands had already disappeared in a flash, and both fists were intact, and there was no sign of injury at all.

But Hong Yingquan was in a terrible situation, his hands were so distorted, and a bone in his right hand pierced the flesh, bloody!

What!

In such a head-to-head fight, Zhou Heng not only did not lose, but instead injured Hong Yingquan?

Hmph! Hong Yingquan stared at Zhou Heng for a while, then suddenly turned around and left, but instead of going down the mountain, he ran up the mountain!

Want to go? Zhou Heng popped out of his body, flying with flying steps, and hurriedly chased Hong Yingquan.

Boy, don't go too far! Seeing Zhou Heng chasing him, Hong Yingquan couldn't help being angry and shocked. 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 lost!

It's a joke, you have the guts to call me too much when you attack me again and again! Zhou Heng sneered, his figure flitted rapidly, although the speed of Feiyunbu's improvement was not much, but his dantian space was eight times that of ordinary people, As a result, he had the same level of spiritual power as Hong Yingquan when he first entered the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Therefore, under Feiyunbu's movement, his speed is even faster than Hong Yingquan!

This scene made everyone dizzy again.

Seeing that Zhou Heng was getting close, Hong Yingquan had no choice but to turn around to parry, bang, after a blow, Hong Yingquan's face changed again, a phalanx was hit and jumped out of his wrist!

Just how strong is that kid's physical body?

Hong Yingquan couldn't help being horrified, although his Ice Spirit Palm is not a high-grade martial skill, it is still a middle-grade martial skill, and its power can't be so bad! unless--

The power of the bloodline! The power of the bloodline! He exclaimed in surprise. Only the inheritance of the power of the bloodline can be so strange. According to legend, there are even rumors that warriors from the first level of the gathering spirit used the power of the blood to kill the third level of the gathering spirit!

Invincible!

At this moment, Hong Yingquan didn't care about his face, and hurriedly turned around and ran. Lord Gu and Qingyun Sect Master are both on the mountain, as long as they see them, they will be safe! And will the two great powers allow the appearance of a second spirit body with the power of blood in Jiulingzong? Especially this person has advanced to the Spirit Gathering Realm and can use the power of blood!

With a long roar, Zhou Heng launched the Flying Cloud Step with all his strength, and chased towards Hong Yingquan, bombarding Hong Yingquan with his metal fists non-stop.

It is only five or six miles from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Although it is a mountain climb, in the eyes of the strong people in the spirit gathering state, it is like walking on flat ground, and it can be reached in a minute or two at most. But it was just this one or two minutes that made Hong Yingquan anxious, and he was hovering between life and death several times.

Finally, a huge platform on the top of the mountain was in sight, only three or four hundred meters away from him.

Hong Yingquan felt relieved, his palms were completely bloody, 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 plenty of people in the world who can restrain you! Hong Yingquan ran away with all his strength, and he could only argue with each other.

At least it's not you! Zhou Heng closed his eyes and opened them again, Ling Tian's nine-style sword intent swayed towards Hong Yingquan.

Uh—— Hong Yingquan froze immediately, and he felt that the aura of heaven and earth was repelling him, which slowed down his speed slightly.

It's fine in normal times, but now is the time when life is at stake, how can I survive such stagnation?

Zhou Heng has already been killed!

Boy, I'm fighting with you! Hong Yingquan let out a fierce roar, and pushed his palms to slap Zhou Heng fiercely.

This is the blow he gathered all his life, it is earth-shattering!

Zhou Hengyong went straight forward, his meticulous consciousness swung away, he seemed to be swimming in the volley of thousands of arrows, and coincidentally passed all the palm strength of Hong Yingquan, and came in front of the opponent.

His right fist turned golden, and he blasted out with all his strength!

Bang, Hong Yingquan slid across the sky and fell towards the platform, but fell far away.

He struggled to get up, stretched out a bloody right hand, seemed to be groping for something, and said in the direction of the platform: Gu, Lord——

Just after he uttered two words, the muscles in his chest fell off one by one, revealing a bloody skeleton, and then instantly shattered, the whole person fell limply to the ground, dead beyond death.

A strong man in the Spirit Gathering Realm died just like that!

Zhou Heng ignored it, and after a few more ups and downs, he was already on the platform.

I saw a total of hundreds of people on the huge platform, divided into three distinct groups, two of which were obviously relatively small in number, probably only ten people. Obviously, the two groups with the fewest people should be Bai Yugu and Qingyunzong.

There were two people fighting in the middle of the platform, because the fighting was so intense that no one noticed the battle between Zhou Heng and Hong Yingquan. One of them was a man with a stern face, about thirty years old, and his opponent was a young man under twenty, with a lazy look, it was actually Jing Tian!

This guy... has reached the peak of the twelfth level of body training!

With Zhou Heng's current eyesight, he could naturally see Jing Tian's cultivation at a glance, but the speed of the opponent's entry also surprised him!

As expected of a guy who can induce the power of blood in the body training state!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a fierce battle on the field, and after the two figures exchanged a few blows like lightning, Jing Tian retreated seven steps in a row, and said calmly: I lost!

He stepped aside and immediately sat down cross-legged, not knowing whether he was recovering his vitality or adjusting his breath to heal his injuries.

As expected of a senior disciple of the Qingyun Sect, I'm afraid he has a half-step spirit-gathering cultivation level? said an old man who looked to be in his fifties, and glanced at the young man who had defeated Jing Tian, ​​and then looked at Jing Tian, A soft color flashed in his eyes.

He is Lin Jianchen, the suzerain of Nine Spirits Sect, and Jing Tian has been accepted as his disciple long ago, and although this disciple is invincible, it is enough to make him feel relieved.

Haha, it's just taking advantage of years of practice! But, brother Lin, you're a great apprentice, you can fight Chilong with so many moves at the peak of the twelfth level of body training! A man in a blue robe The old man laughed and said, his sharp eyes swept across Jing Tian, ​​and there was a hidden murderous intent in his eyes.

——Pan Buyun, head teacher of Qingyun Sect.

How could he not be afraid, Jing Tian's talent had been spread throughout Fengyu City after the tea ceremony held by the purple-clothed woman, but no one thought that this person would be able to advance from the tenth floor of body training to the The peak of the twelfth level of body training, this kind of talent is simply rare in a thousand years!

Jing Tian is indeed an evildoer. One must know that Chilong has stepped into the Spirit Gathering Realm with one foot, obtained a few times of spiritual energy quenching, and completely crushed any martial artist in the Body Refining Realm. I didn't expect that it would take so long to win against Jing Tian!

If such a genius was born in Baiyu Valley, then he must cultivate it with all his strength, but if he appears under the sect of the Nine Spirits Sect... then he can only be erased at all costs.

Haha, both of you have taken in a good apprentice, but the old man has never received a good student! Another old man in brocade clothes laughed and said, with a huge white jade flower embroidered on his back, it was the owner of the White Jade Valley. Jin Tengyi.

He glanced at Jing Tian, ​​and he couldn't hide his murderous intent.

Next, shouldn't it be time to talk about business—hey! Jin Tengyi suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at Jing Tian.

Not only him, but Lin Jianchen, Pan Buyun, and all the experts in the Spirit Gathering Realm looked at Jing Tian!

I actually got an opportunity to break through! Zhou Heng was secretly dumbfounded, this Jing Tian's talent is simply monstrous to the extreme, and he actually got a glimpse of the mystery of the Spirit Gathering Realm after a battle with a half-step spirit-gathering powerhouse!

Zhou Heng? A figure came over, with a faint fragrance, but it was Lin Fuxiang, the young lady. At this time, she has reached the eleventh level of body refining, and it seems that after breaking through to the blood refining level, she is also soaring into the sky!

It's just that compared to Zhou Heng and Jing Tian, ​​her originally astonishing cultivation speed suddenly became extremely ordinary.

You really deserve it! Lin Fuxiang circled around Zhou Heng twice, Why did you come here, come with me quickly, otherwise my father will definitely punish you if he sees such an unruly disciple!

She didn't avoid suspicion, and pulled Zhou Heng to a corner, and suddenly said with a pretty face: Stinky boy, where is the sword I gave you?

Zhou Heng secretly yelled, why did he meet this young lady when he came back to the Nine Spirits Sect, and asked about the Frost Cold Sword directly, but she was chopped into pieces!

Put it in the house! He quickly made up an excuse.

Oh! Lin Fuxiang nodded, then thought about it, this kid hid her sword and didn't use it, didn't he show that he valued her, otherwise how could such a sharp sword be kept unused?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling ashamed and flustered, wondering if this kid is so impatient, he actually confessed his love to her in public!

This bastard, Miss Ben is not even mentally prepared, how could this be possible! She blushed, lowered her head and kept stomping her feet, not noticing that Zhou Heng had strode towards the middle of the platform.

Suddenly seeing a person walking over carelessly, everyone was naturally surprised. When they saw a young man under twenty, they all felt angry in their hearts, wondering what an important occasion this is, how could this rash person The lost guy came running.

Sect Master! A figure passed by, but it was Bai Yuan. He wanted to tell those outer disciples not to move around, so it was naturally much later.

Why did you come here? The following discussion is over? Lin Jianchen couldn't help being surprised.

Why are you alone? Jin Tengyi interjected and asked, since Bai Yuan had arrived, Hong Yingquan should have arrived in his mind.

This— Bai Yuan couldn't help hesitating.

The old and the young in Baiyu Valley have already been slaughtered by me, and they won't come here again! Zhou Heng said.

What!

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the audience was suddenly silent, all looking at Zhou Heng with strange eyes.

What a joke!

Zhou Heng smiled subduedly, scanned around the bodies of everyone in Baiyu Valley, and said, Has Jin Xiulong come yet? I have a debt for him to settle!