Sword Moved the Ninth Heaven

No one thought that the expected battle between dragons and tigers would end like this!

Guo Gang and Ma Yunlong are even more jealous and regretful!

The object they had always considered to surpass suddenly entered the blood refinement realm, leaving them far behind, how could this prevent them from going crazy with jealousy! The chance to win without fighting was actually taken away by Zhou Heng, how could they not make them regret it?

Now, they are actually asked to challenge Zhou Heng! To challenge a rookie who has just entered the sect, it is not convincing to win!

Zhou Heng, I challenge you! Ma Yunlong was the first to jump out, because Zhou Heng hadn't fought before, so the 20-minute break was naturally useless.

Zhou Heng didn't say anything, but just made a gesture of beckoning.

Arrogant boy! Ma Yunlong shouted angrily, and stepped out.

To be able to rank third, Ma Yunlong's strength is really extraordinary, almost reaching the limit of the ninth level of body refining, and he has the combat power of blood refining level. It's a pity that Zhou Heng has even fought against the peak masters of the twelfth level of body training, so who should pay attention to martial artists of the same level?

He didn't use Feiyunbu anymore, but made a frontal assault, fighting hard with Ma Yunlong.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Zhou Heng's fists repeatedly smashed through Ma Yunlong's defense and hit the opponent's body, but this tall young man looked like a humanoid bear, such blows could not cause any damage to him at all!

Hahaha, I practice Iron Wall Kungfu, and now I have reached the sixth level. My whole body is as hard as iron. In terms of defense, no one in the outer sect can compare! Ma Yunlong laughed loudly, Your body skills It's really weird, but it's a pity that you can't do anything about my absolute defense!

What, the sixth level of Iron Wall Art!

Hiss, this can almost be said to be the limit of the ninth level of body refining. It is said that only the tenth level of body training can be cultivated to the seventh level!

Similarly, the sixth iron wall skill is also an absolute defense within the ninth level of body training, no one can shake it!

If Senior Brother Jing Tian didn't advance to the blood refinement realm, would he be able to break it?

Zhou Heng is good at body skills, now he has met his nemesis!

Hey, the position under the buttocks has to be moved before it's hot!

Everyone discussed again, with surprise on their faces. They didn't expect that Ma Yunlong was also evil. Although he was not as good as Jing Tian, ​​he was not much inferior.

Zhou Heng showed a faint smile and said, That's not necessarily true!

You can only show off your tongue, so let's break my iron wall skills! Ma Yunlong laughed wildly, swung his fists furiously, like two huge hammers, and smashed at Zhou Heng fiercely.

Under the influence of Iron Wall Kungfu, his fists turned extremely black, as if they had turned into iron blocks!

Come on, boy, I'll smash your bones!

Zhou Heng's heart was calm, he stared at Ma Yunlong, Ling Tian's nine-style sword intent surged in his heart, releasing terrifying power.

Ma Yunlong's mind was affected involuntarily. Although there was no obvious movement stagnation, his reaction was a bit slow. In his eyes, Zhou Heng was like a god, supreme.

My heart is invincible! Ma Yunlong roared, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his aura actually increased instead of decreasing, and he exploded with even stronger combat power under Zhou Heng's high pressure.

Zhou Heng couldn't help secretly praising that this is a real warrior, who is not afraid of facing a strong enemy, but has even more fighting spirit. Although Zhou Xianming is a master at the peak of the twelfth level of body training, Ma Yunlong is even better than pure willpower!

As expected of a disciple of the Nine Spirits Sect!

But so what?

Zhou Heng kept punching, and each punch could pass through Ma Yunlong's defense and hit the opponent's body. But facing the iron-like body, his fists were bruised and bloody.

You can't do anything to me! Ma Yunlong was full of confidence. He wanted to surpass the goal but Jingtian, what kind of guy is this kid!

Zhou Heng didn't say a word, but concentrated his strength on his fists and kept bombarding them.

Ma Yunlong's defensive power is indeed strong, but the defense in terms of moves is useless in front of Zhou Heng, and his body is constantly being hit by fists. He didn't care, and relied on his body to be as strong as iron, and forced Zhou Heng's attack to force him.

Bang bang bang, the fists are constantly bombarding, as if playing a piece of music.

Give up, you are doomed to fail! Ma Yunlong laughed loudly, the number one throne was getting closer and closer to him, but unfortunately, he did not climb up by defeating Jing Tian, ​​which was a bit of a fly in the ointment.

Pfft—— He stopped suddenly, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spewed out, soaking the skirt of his chest.

Ma Yunlong looked down, with an inconceivable look on his face, then looked up at Zhou Heng, his body fell on his back involuntarily, with a bang, splashing dust all over the ground.

What's going on, how could Ma Yunlong lose?

Doesn't he have the sixth level of Iron Wall Kung Fu?

Could it be that Zhou Heng possesses the lethality of the blood-refining realm!

Amid all the discussions, Ai Songtao stood up, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said, Zhou Heng wins this battle!

Zhou Heng doesn't have the combat power of the blood-refining realm, but every punch he hits at the same position as Ma Yunlong, the power continues to accumulate, penetrates the defense of the iron wall art, and causes damage to Ma Yunlong's internal organs. harm!

After hearing his explanation, everyone suddenly realized, but can such a cracking method be replicated?

Ma Yunlong is not a puppet, he can be bombarded by others, except for Zhou Heng, who can punch him so many times in a row, and they have to hit the same part?

Speaking of it, Ma Yunlong is also very wronged. If he is not so confident, as long as he protects a little and spreads out the punches he gets, then with the defense of the iron wall, it is impossible for Zhou Heng to injure him.

The challenge continues.

Twenty minutes later, Guo Gang did not challenge Zhou Heng, but seemed to admit that he was invincible, which made everyone surprised again.

Even Guo Gang had given up, so no one would keep their eyes open. After sunset, the new ten strongest members of the outer sect were born.

There were two new faces——Zhou Heng and Shen Xinqi, and they didn't barely squeeze into the top ten, one was sixth, and the other was even the first, which was really unexpected.

But what was even more astonishing was Jing Tian. The 19-year-old blood-refining level even alarmed the senior officials of the Nine Spirits Sect. It is said that several senior elders rushed to accept him as a disciple, and they almost got into a fight over it.

In the Nine Spirits Sect, one would become an elder after entering the Spirit Gathering Realm, but the Spirit Gathering Realm is divided into three heavens. Although there is no gap between each small realm like heaven and earth, they are not much different.

How can the first level of gathering spirits be side by side with the second level of gathering spirits?

Therefore, the same elders have to be ranked according to their seniority, and the elder who almost fought for Jing Tian is the power of the third heaven of gathering spirits!

Zhou Heng didn't take it to heart, as long as he completed the accumulation of the ninth level of body refining, it was also impossible for him to be trapped by the level of blood refining.

Jing Tian was just one step ahead of him.

The treatment of the ten strongest people in the outer sect is really not comparable to others. There are monster meat provided every day, and there are fifteen Juyuan pills in a month. If you calculate it, it is three thousand silver, which is simply a waste of money. .

Moreover, there is a more important point, that is, to be able to go to Cangshu Pavilion to choose a martial skill!

Ma Yunlong's iron wall skills come from this.

Although Zhou Heng possessed Feiyunbu, Lingtian Nine Styles and Feibao swordsmanship, none of them can be regarded as serious martial arts.

Feiyunbu and Feibao swordsmanship are only in shape, and there is no corresponding formula to operate, while Lingtian Nine Styles are too mysterious, there is no formula, but it is integrated into his body and blood. Constantly ponder.

Because of this, he was very interested in martial arts, and came to Cangshu Pavilion immediately.

The Zangshu Pavilion is not big, just two floors above and below. An old man in green shirt in his fifties is sitting in it, looking ordinary.

People should not be judged by their appearance, and if they could be sent to guard this place, this old man must be a strong man in the Spirit Gathering Realm!

Zhou Heng entered the pavilion, saluted respectfully, and said, This junior is Zhou Heng, the new top ten disciple of the outer sect, come to choose a martial skill!

The old man raised his head and glanced at him, and said: You can choose whatever you want on the first floor, and if you choose, you will come to the old man!

Yes! Zhou Heng nodded in agreement, looked into the room, and saw a total of twelve bookshelves on this floor, one head taller than ordinary people, and at a glance, he couldn't tell that no one else was inside.

He walked to the front of the first row of bookshelves, picked up a book of exercises on the bookshelf, and after briefly flipping through them, he couldn't help frowning. There were only covers and descriptions of martial arts, and they lacked specific content.

That's right, if there were complete atlases and formulas, there would be no shortage of people with a superb memory like Zhou Heng, who could memorize three, five or even ten martial skills at a time.

What martial arts do you need?

Zhou Heng asked himself in his heart, in terms of attack, Lingtian Nine Styles is absolutely domineering. Although the Waterfall Sword Art does not have the corresponding tricks, the sword intent of Lingtian Nine Styles can make up for it, so he is not in short supply in this regard.

Not to mention agility, Feiyunbu far surpassed other agility even if there was no corresponding formula, there was no need to throw watermelon to pick sesame seeds.

Well, consider the art of defense.

Zhou Heng still had a deep impression on Iron Wall Kungfu. It is not just about increasing defense, but it is also quite powerful on the offensive end. Forging his fists like hard iron can completely shake a sharp weapon.

With a clear direction, he naturally has a target to choose from. Looking at the two rows of bookshelves, he picked up a total of three martial arts, and he didn't decide which one to choose. A senior asked for advice.

When he walked to the seventh row of bookshelves, he could feel the fragrance wafting through his nostrils, and a pink-faced and peach-cheeked beauty suddenly appeared in front of him, but it was Shen Xinqi.

It's not surprising to see her here, because she is also one of the newly promoted top ten strongest members of the outer sect, and is also qualified to choose a martial skill.

Junior Brother Zhou! When this beautiful woman saw Zhou Heng, her beautiful eyes lit up. If they are both outer disciples, the order of seniority is determined by age. She glanced at the martial arts in Zhou Heng's hands, and said with a smile: So you want to pick a defensive martial skill, but I have a recommendation for you!