Sword Moved the Ninth Heaven

Zhou Heng paused at this critical moment because he suddenly had a chance to master Ling Tian's third form!

Originally, he didn't have this opportunity to comprehend, but who knew that Feng Tengyuan would jump out to help him, so Zhou Heng would naturally not miss the opportunity, and immediately put his mind into the mystery of Ling Tian's third form.

Such an opportunity, if missed once, may never come again!

Can not ask for!

And now, he finally got it!

Frost and cold sword was raised flat, Zhou Heng focused on Zhou Xianming, and the air mechanism locked the opponent firmly.

Zhou Xianming immediately felt a terrible danger coming, this is his intuition formed in decades of fighting. He has always trusted his intuition, and this has saved him countless times.

But facing an opponent who is no weaker than him, how can he make a move?

You can only be careful and adapt to the situation!

Zhou Xianming, catch him soon! The other four elders shouted and joined the battle group one after another.

Hmph, just because you guys want to overthrow the old man? Zhou Xianming's eyes suddenly burst into a cold light, and under the accumulated power, the four elders of He De froze at the same time.

Zhou Heng yelled violently, and jumped out like a flying dragon in the sky!

Zhou Xianming's uneasiness became even stronger, and after he swung his paw at Feng Tengyuan, he quickly backed away.

Stepping on the flying cloud step quickly, Zhou Heng rushed forward, and launched a sword!

In Zhou Xianming's eyes, the whole world became extremely dark, and there was only a sharp sword piercing the darkness, flying towards him with an incomparably bright light.

All the minds are taken!

no!

Zhou Xianming hastily shouted loudly, trying to break free from this huge mental oppression, but the sky and the earth were still dark, and that ray of sword light became brighter and brighter, the blazing light was extremely dazzling, completely breaking through the darkness, forming a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him. one slice.

He can't see anything!

puff!

The sound of a sharp knife piercing through flesh and blood came. Zhou Xianming didn't feel any pain in his body, but his power was passing away rapidly, his consciousness became blurred, and the white light in front of him was fading. The first thing he saw was his chest. With a shining long sword inserted!

His heart was stabbed!

Just being stabbed in the heart by a sword is not fatal to a master of blood refinement, but his entire heart was destroyed by the sword energy and turned into a pile of rotten meat, which cannot be saved at all !

He was able to breathe a sigh of relief because he was an existence in the blood refinement realm, and his vitality was extremely strong.

Unexpected...Unexpected... Zhou Xianming's eyes became darker and darker. Of course, he never expected that three generations of their grandparents would die in Zhou Heng's hands, a recognized waste, and they never looked at it directly. Little people!

Boom, the old guy collapsed, blood gushing from his chest.

died! Zhou Xianming really must die!

Freak! The kid at the bone refining level actually beheaded the existence of the blood refining level, and he was also the strongest master at the peak of blood refining!

If this kid also grows to the blood refinement level, is there still an opponent in the world?

——Unless the peerless powerhouses who crossed the road to heaven in the legend!

The audience was silent, only the sound of heavy breathing one after another.

Zhou Heng broke the silence, bowed his hands to Feng Tengyuan, and said, Thank you for your generous help, senior!

You're welcome! Feng Tengyuan smiled meaningfully at him, It's getting late today, and I'll visit again tomorrow morning!

We must sweep the couch to welcome you! Zhou Heng cupped his hands again.

Feng Tengyuan turned around, and with a flick of his body, he was already floating away.

Although he left, everyone didn't dare to have any thoughts about Zhou Heng. Just looking at the love and care that this twelfth-level body refiner showed for Zhou Heng, who would dare to offend Zhou Heng?

Besides, this kid can kill even Zhou Xianming, and no one dares to beat him up!

Since even Feng Tengyuan said that it was too late and he didn't want to disturb Zhou Heng, the others were naturally even more afraid, and hurriedly moved the bodies of Zhou Xianming and the others out. Now that there is a power vacuum suddenly appearing in the Zhou family, there will inevitably be some internal struggles, and everyone is very busy.

It wasn't until everyone left that Zhou Heng's body trembled violently, and he sat down on the ground, with blood gushing from the wound on his lower abdomen.

Using Ling Tian's third form has completely exhausted his strength, so naturally he can no longer suppress the wound.

He barely straightened his upper body, tore off a strip of cloth to bind the wound tightly, and then walked into the inner courtyard with heavy steps.

Father— Zhou Heng called out, but saw Zhou Dinghai lying motionless on the bed. He was startled, and quickly staggered and fell over. He touched Zhou Dinghai's veins, and he breathed a sigh of relief after checking for any movement.

Just passed out.

Zhou Heng just sat on the ground and operated the Moon Shadow Heart Art to restore his true energy. He believed that after killing Zhou Xianming, the family would never be negligent towards Zhou Dinghai again—who wants to be Zhou Xianming's second?

The priority now is to restore strength.

Not long after, the black broken sword shook, and a large amount of free energy poured out, filling his body, but it was already midnight.

He greedily absorbed these energies, and quickly recovered his strength completely, and Ying Yingran made great progress again.

Gaining strength, he went out to get gauze wound medicine, intending to re-bandage the wound, but after taking the cloth strips apart, he was surprised to find that the wound had already healed!

This speed... is too fast!

Zhou Heng was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. Under the transformation of Heijian bit by bit, his body is developing in an absolutely tyrannical direction, otherwise, even if he is a warrior at the bone refinement level, it is impossible for his wounds to heal so quickly .

He recalled Ling Tian's third form that he performed before.

This third form of swordsmanship is stronger than the previous two forms, and it is also a greater burden on him! If his body hadn't become more and more tyrannical, and he had entered the bone refinement state again, he might have gathered too much power when performing the sword technique, and his body would explode first!

The main reason why he was able to kill Zhou Xianming was that Feng Tengyuan had drawn most of his energy, otherwise this sword might have caused serious damage to him, but when it comes to killing him with a single sword, Zhou Heng's current strength cannot do it!

After all, there is a difference of five realms between the two, even Ling Tian Nine Forms and Frost Cold Sword cannot make up for the huge power gap between them.

He fought several times, and was injured and lost a lot of blood. After a while, he couldn't hold on anymore, so he lay down on the ground and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already bright in the east.

Father— Zhou Heng hurriedly got up, and after running to the inner room, he saw that Zhou Dinghai hadn't woken up yet, so he felt relieved and untied Zhou Dinghai's clothes, only to see a scar on his chest. The crimson palm print, like a living thing, is still swimming slowly.

When he touched it with his fingers, a burning sensation came over him immediately, as if it could burn his flesh.

Father, are you being so burned all the time?

Zhou Heng's eyes showed endless killing intent, and he clenched his fists tightly, making the bones crack continuously.

Button button button, at this moment, the gate of the courtyard rang.

In fact, this gate was demolished as early as last night, but Zhou Heng is not what it used to be, who would dare to enter without being invited?

Zhou Heng went out, but it was Feng Tengyuan who knocked on the door!

He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, I've seen you, senior!

Haha, you don't need to be so polite! Feng Tengyuan waved his hand, strode in, smiled at Zhou Heng, and said, Aren't you strange, why did the old man help you?

Zhou Heng's mind was racing with thoughts. He had already thought about this question last night.

The other party once mentioned the word Zongmen, and Zhou Xianming had a lot of scruples about him. He didn't dare to make a killer move even if his face was torn apart. He was obviously full of awe of the forces behind Feng Tengyuan.

And the only sect that can be related to Zhou Heng is the Nine Spirits Sect!

Probably this sword? Zhou Heng raised the Frost Cold Sword.

Smart! Feng Tengyuan raised his thumb and praised, This is the most beloved sword of the eldest lady, and it was given to you, tsk tsk tsk! He nodded repeatedly, with undisguised surprise on his face.

He didn't doubt at all that Zhou Heng stole or robbed the sword, because swords can be stolen or robbed, but what about the waterfall sword technique? Yesterday Zhou Heng used several styles of waterfall swordsmanship, and he has already mastered the mystery of them. How could it be possible if the eldest lady hadn't taught them carefully?

The Frost Sword is the most important thing for the eldest lady, and it never leaves her body, even if it is touched by someone, she will get angry, let alone give it to others!

But this sword appeared in Zhou Heng's hand, a man's hand, what does this mean?

The eldest lady is in love!

That's right, the eldest lady is also nineteen years old this year, if it were an ordinary family, she would have already married and had children!

Uncle!

That's why he risked his life to protect Zhou Heng yesterday. This is a great contribution!

Zhou Heng's heart moved, and he said: Senior, my father was murdered and severely injured. This junior is helpless. Can senior take a look?

Don't dare to be called senior, you can just call me by my name! Feng Tengyuan said quickly, if he wasn't afraid of being nasty, he would have wanted to call Zhou Heng Heng Shao!

You are an elder, no matter your cultivation level or your age, how can you be disrespectful to elders! Zhou Heng shook his head, but insisted on calling him senior.

Feng Tengyuan had no choice but to follow him, but he was very happy in his heart, thinking that this uncle is a good man, neither arrogant nor impatient, and worth following.

When the two came to the back room, when Feng Tengyuan glanced at the red palm print on Zhou Dinghai's body, his face suddenly changed, and he blurted out, Red Flame Burning Heart Palm!

Senior, do you know the origin of this injury?

A trace of caution flashed across Feng Tengyuan's face, and he said: The Red Flame Burning Heart Palm is Bai Yugu's unique skill, and only those who are strong in the Spirit Gathering Realm can practice it!

White Jade Valley!

This is really a narrow road to enemies, because of Mo Guo, he had an enmity with Bai Yugu before, and later that Young Master Jin thought he had an affair with Lin Fuxiang and provoked him repeatedly!

Now his father has been wounded!

This enmity can only be repaid with blood!

A strong person in the Gathering Spirit Realm? So what, the other party attacked so ruthlessly, not only wanted to kill Zhou Dinghai, but also made him suffer all kinds of torture before death, if he didn't avenge his revenge, he would be a son of man in vain!

And since the Red Flame Burning Heart Palm is Bai Yugu's unique skill, the person who can practice this technique must be of high status. If he wants to kill such an enemy, he will most likely be an enemy of the entire Bai Yugu!

His current strength is still too weak, if he wants to take revenge, the first step is to enter the Spirit Gathering Realm!

Zhou Heng took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, Senior, is there a way to heal my father?