Myth: Heaven and Earth

Chapter 109 Three punches and two feet
Lu Heng was surrounded by the cloud of swift smoke, and after a few ups and downs he left Fengtian.

In the dark night, the more secretive the smoke is, thanks to Lu Heng's supernatural eyesight, otherwise he won't be able to catch him, and he will run away!

One before the other, all swift as the wind.Soon they left Fengtian and headed northeast all the way.

Lu Heng jumped on the vast land, he was seven to eight feet high in the air, and a hundred meters away in a vertical leap. He landed like a pop, and got up like a goshawk.

It was the cloud of smoke that scurried around against the ground.With the help of various obstacles on the ground, Lu Heng's pursuit was delayed, with the intention of avoiding Lu Heng.

Lu Heng's eyes turned cold, and he just chased after him without stopping.He wanted to see what the hell that smoke was!If you have the ability to keep driving in a hurry, don't stop to catch your breath!

Compared with physical fitness and footwork, Lu Heng is not afraid of anyone!
His physique is extremely strong, his stamina is long, and he doesn't know where the limit is.

While chasing, Lu Heng was thinking.That werewolf was nothing more than that, although it could be considered miraculous, but its level was just that.Except for his physical strength surpassing that of a human being, and his terrifying appearance, nothing else is worth mentioning.

As long as he is calm enough, maybe this Sun Lutang can defeat him.

The cloud of smoke was somewhat mysterious.

One is fast.In terms of speed, as far as Lu Heng has come into contact with, the old hag is the first, and the old monster in the Black Dragon Cave is slightly behind.This cloud of smoke should be the third!
That's a big deal.This smoke was even stronger than the other Haidongqing shamans who died in Lu Heng's hands.

The second is the sense of crisis.The cloud of smoke burst out suddenly, almost hurting Lu Heng.Lu Heng remembers that flash of a knife, it's probably some magic weapon!
At this moment, the cold wind was blowing, and the calmer Lu Heng felt.He began to wonder what the smoke was coming from.

Orientals!
Raksha people!
The old devil who was split in half by him and who can cast spiritual spells. And this werewolf!
Lu Hengxin turned around: "Could it be?"

Ninja?
According to certain descriptions of this cloud of smoke, the first thing Lu Heng thought of was the ninja of the Orientals.

"If it's a ninja, it's definitely not an ordinary ninja. Maybe it's a big fish!" Lu Heng turned his mind: "The Dongyang people's covetousness for the Northeast goes deep into the bone marrow, and it makes sense to send a few powerful people to fight in the front!"

Immediately, a smear of blood appeared on his face: "But I met you, little devil. If you don't kill me, I, Lu Heng, will write my name upside down!"

My heart was ruthless, and I refused to give up.

After this chase, I don't know how many hundreds of miles I chased.

The speed of the smoke obviously began to decrease.And produce irregular fluctuations and become less stable.This did not surprise Lu Heng.

Lu Heng knows the way of magic.

The consumption of any spell is terrifying, and it cannot last long.This is what Lu Heng gambled on—with his long physical strength, he seemed to be able to chase and run for three days and three nights like this, but he knew that spellcasters could never last three days and three nights!

No, within half an hour, I couldn't hold on anymore.

Perhaps because he recognized the truth, the smoke stopped, the fog dispersed, and two figures, one large and one small, rolled out.

Lu Heng happened to land with a bang, and the werewolf rolled over, screaming and roaring, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards Lu Heng with his teeth and claws.

The little man squatted on the ground, and his figure seemed to disappear, but a sharp edge struck Lu Heng's waist and eyes from the side!

Lu Heng exhaled loudly, pressed his body against his shoulders, and sent the werewolf flying with a bang of an iron mountain. Then he turned his hand like a cattail fan, covered his head and covered his face, and grabbed the little man who was sprinting like a mouse.

The little man turned his blade and slashed at Lu Heng's wrist. Lu Heng made a false grab with both hands, but suddenly swept out with his leg, hitting the little man's chest and abdomen!
Snapped!
The little man flew out, his body was like a horizontal V, and his waist was clearly broken!

Lu Heng let out a sigh of relief, leaped several tens of meters, grabbed the head of the werewolf who was struggling to get up, and dragged him to the side of the little man, so that the two troubled brothers lay down in a row.

Only then did Lu Heng come to take a closer look at them.

The werewolf didn't say anything, but at this moment he was twitching, and his body began to change back to its original shape.However, this werewolf's physique is not weak, and his resilience is particularly strong; he first ate Lu Heng's elbow, then received a slamming blow, and was torn off an arm, and after chasing here, he ate Tieshan Depend on.

With Lu Heng's strength at this time, even the shamans around Cixi, such as other people, can't stand his tricks!
But this werewolf is still alive!

The little guy is about to die.His waist was broken, his body was twisted, and the mask was soaked in streams of blood. He only had one pair of eyes, and he looked like a wolf.

Lu Heng opened his palm and took out a Japanese sword less than three feet long.This knife is black and red all over, with a sharp blade, and it weighs at least fifty catties in the hand!
After a closer look, the blade was written in another word, but I didn't recognize it for a while, it was probably a so-called famous sword.

The material of this knife is better than cold iron!The sharpness can hurt Lu Heng's sturdy body!

"It really is a magic weapon, no wonder it makes me feel dangerous! But now it's mine."

Lu Heng tore off the little man's mask, revealing Zhang's cold and stern face with a bearded beard.

A little devil indeed.

The little devil had suffered such a serious injury, but there was no expression on his face.Lu Heng lifted his mask, and the little devil spoke.

"There are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the land of China, and the ancients never deceived me." His voice was very calm: "Miyamoto Musashi is the sect of Wunin, and he is a martial sage of Dongying. May I ask your surname Gao?"

Lu Heng heard, "Miyamoto Musashi?"

Miyamoto Musashi said: "This is a title."

Lu Heng understood and nodded: "I am Lu Heng."

". Lu Heng" Miyamoto Musashi chewed on the name, and said doubtfully: "Before I came to China, I carefully inquired about the masters on the land of China, but I have never heard of your name. Which school do you belong to? Buddhism or Taoism? Shaolin Or Wudang? Or Dragon and Tiger Mountain?"

Lu Heng said calmly: "It seems that you have indeed made sufficient preparations. But I am neither a bald man from the Buddhist Shaolin, nor a Taoist from Wudang or Dragon and Tiger. Let me just say that I am from the Taoist school. My master is from the Gezao sect."

Miyamoto Musashi said: "I know the Gezao Sect. It is one of the three pillars of the Zhengyi Sect. The so-called Three Mountains Fulu Zhengyi Sect, one of the mountains is Gezao Mountain. Your Excellency is indeed a famous sect. It is not wrong to lose."

Lu Heng couldn't help but laugh.

I also wondered what Miyamoto Musashi said, but he originally found reasons for his failure.

Lu Heng showed a sneer: "I have been in China for 5000 years, and I have experienced even the worst and darkest times. The reason is that my country is weak, and the mere Japanese country is bold enough to plot my territory. Hey, whenever the world is in trouble, there are always heroes who stand up to fight against the sea." Qingtian rebuilds the universe! Your sneaky thoughts will surely fail!"

"Today you die in my hands first, and in the future you Dongying people will be defeated by my Huaxia son!"

(End of this chapter)