The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

The sword light is not magnificent, it is just a little blue light in this vast void.

The sword is extremely slow, Chu Heng seems to be walking in the void, holding the sword, neither fast nor slow, without me or others.

It was this joke-like swordsmanship that made King Zhenyu Ming's face ugly.

He drew back to hide, but found that the world in all directions had been bound by the sword intent.

He wanted to block it, but found that this bit of sword light was crushing towards him as if it contained a world.

Can't escape!Can't stop it!

He roared wildly, opened his hands wide, and a wheel with five colors appeared in his hands.

Five Spirit Wheels!

Back then, King Zhenyu Ming had absorbed the five-soul-wheel exercise from Qing Leng, a childhood friend. Although after becoming an immortal, he also wanted to ask Qing Leng, who had become an Earth Immortal, for the five-spirit-wheel practice, but the five-spirit wheel had long since become an immortal. It flowed into Nangong Huang's hand, and it became one with other people's wheels, so it couldn't be taken out, so the five spirit wheels in the hands of King Zhenyu Ming couldn't be completed.

But even so, this strange treasure also contains all the cultivation bases that were cold and close to the immortals back then, and it has been raised in this demon-locking tower for thousands of years by the King of Prison Ming. The world's first-class baby. (—)

At this time, as soon as this chakra came out, the spiritual power of the five elements between the heaven and the earth began to boil, and there was a faint roaring sound coming from the veins of the earth.

This is because the five spirit wheels absorbed too much sealing power, which made the enchantment of the demon world begin to loosen.

The five-color light rotates, overwhelming the world.

Compared with this huge five spirit wheel, Chu Heng's sword light is like a firefly, weak and ethereal.

Ding!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the point of the Qinggang sword was in the center of the five spirit wheels, as if it was an insignificant touch, like a superficial touch.

One point, one charge.

Chu Heng was doing nothing else.

But King Zhenyu Ming's face turned pale, and his eyes fell on the five spirit wheels.

Kaka, a shattering sound came from his hand, and several unfathomable cracks appeared on the five spirit wheels, which were comparable to immortal treasures, and within two or three breaths, they had already begun to shatter.

"Magic Sword, Demonic Sword." King Prison Ming stared at Chu Heng angrily, and shouted: "You know, you have become demon!"

"This sword, this sword technique, has already entered the magic way!"

"The way of the devil?" Chu Heng smiled lightly when he heard the words, "The way of the devil is also good."

He caressed Qing Gang, and said with some pity: "My sword is a demon sword, and my sword skills must naturally be possessed by demons."

The Prison Demon King could no longer make a sound at this time, only his face and body were full of cracks, like a broken porcelain doll, lifeless.

This sword not only shattered his five spirit wheels, but even shattered his body.

"Are you dead?" Jiang Qing was in the sword, and looked at Chu Heng with some shock. Even if King Suppressing Prison was in his prime, he didn't dare to say that he was very sure that he would be able to retreat completely, but under Chu Heng's sword, he could only use With a sword!

"What a terrifying sword, what a terrifying sword technique!"

"No!" While Jiang Qing was still in shock, Ling'er frowned, and hit the void with her tail behind her, and a figure appeared.

He is thin and thin, wearing a Taoist robe, but his expression is very gloomy, but his eyes are shining with ecstasy.

"Amazing swordsmanship!"

Chu Heng raised his brows and looked at the new person: "Shu Ming?"

The man laughed wildly: "That's right, with some eyesight, I am Shuming! Not the damned Prison King Ming!"

"This seat, come out!"

He was so happy that he even burst into tears from laughter, but he didn't care to wipe it off.

Jiang Qing's heart sank, and he understood that the sword just now not only severely injured King Zhenyuming, but even the seal that had been sealed for thousands of years, replaced Shuming to withstand the calamity, and was cut by a sword. Take the opportunity to get away!

"Mortal, report your name! You are qualified to be remembered by this seat."

"Hey, what are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail? Haven't you been defeated by my master?" Xiaogu couldn't see his arrogance, and shouted fiercely at him.

"Huh? Little girl? Which powerful descendant are you?" Shu Ming is much older than everyone present here, and even everyone in Shushan. In his opinion, the strength in the blood of the small bones can even be compared to that of Ling'er. potential.

"Speaking out will scare you to death!" Xiaogu frowned, Qiong's nose turned up, and said seriously.

While she was talking, she still looked at Chu Heng with some uneasiness in her eyes. She and Chu Heng had lived together for so long, how could she not see that Chu Heng is in a very abnormal state now, and has even been seriously injured.

"Don't tell me? When I catch you, you will have to tell." Seeing Xiaogu's eyes, he glanced at Chu Heng, and sighed slightly: "It's a pity..."

Xiao Gu panicked when he heard this; "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Hey, if you can use your master's sword again, I will stay away from it. Can this kind of sword technique be used casually?"

"Heavenly Sword, hehe, what a pity! So what about Heavenly Sword? He's just defeated."

He laughed unscrupulously. .

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When Xiaogu heard this, his body swayed and he almost fell to the ground.