The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

I don't know where Bai Zihua got it.

"Draw your sword!"

Bai Zihua let out a cold drink and looked at Chu Heng.

It's no wonder that he is so confident. A Daluo Jinxian and a flying sword with a top-grade innate spiritual treasure are a terrifying combination for anyone in this world.

The combination of the two can even threaten quasi-sages with lower cultivation bases and combat power.

But Chu Heng still looked indifferent, not only unmoved, but still standing lazily at the head of the tide.

There is no real object under his feet at this time, just a piece of sea water.

But even so, he seemed to be on a solid ground, not only did not shake at all, even under Bai Zihua's deliberate pressure, he still seemed to be as if the breeze was blowing against his face, standing still.

If it wasn't for the fact that the sea water beside him had dropped by more than three feet under Bai Zihua's momentum, no one would have known how terrifying Bai Zihua's momentum was at this time.

"I tell you to draw your sword!"

Seeing Chu Heng's indifferent appearance, Bai Zihua became angry. In his opinion, Chu Heng's expression did not take him seriously.

At this moment, Chu Heng was no longer silent.

"I just want to give you a chance to show your sword..."

He looked at Bai Zihua lightly, as if he was guiding an ignorant younger generation, not only did he not feel unhappy because of Bai Zihua's tone, but he also said to him very "patiently"...  

Hearing his words, Bai Zihua's face flushed red.

"Arrogance!"

Bai Zihua knew how powerful he was now.

Even the ten thousand selves in the past were not enough for one finger of the present self.

Bai Zihua even felt that he was close to the strongest level in this world.

If not, he would not be so confident to deal with Chu Heng.

But Chu Heng's attitude towards him gave him a blow in the head.

"Crazy or not, it's not what you said, I'm just telling you one thing very seriously - if you don't seize the time to make a move, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to make a move!"

Chu Heng's eyes fell on the distorted Bai Zihua, and he said to him seriously.

"Okay! Okay! I want to see what you, Chu Heng, are capable of, dare to speak so brazenly!"

But Bai Zihua felt that Chu Heng was really ridiculing him.

"disease!"

With a loud shout, the flying sword in his hand suddenly flew up.

Under the sunlight, the flying sword turned into ten and ten into hundreds.

In less than two or three breaths of 3.6, it turned into a dense sea of ​​swords.

Looking at it with wide eyes, the entire West Sea coast was actually covered by the black sea of ​​flying swords.

What surprised Chu Heng even more was that this was not an illusion. In Chu Heng's induction, every sword here was real.

Even the breath on it, the mana on it, are real and cannot be more real.

What is this concept?

There are tens of thousands of flying swords, each of which is a top-grade innate spirit treasure. Is there anyone in this world who can withstand the attack of ten thousand high-grade innate spirit treasures?

It is impossible even for a quasi-sage!

Seeing Chu Heng's surprised expression, Bai Zihua thought he was frightened, so he couldn't help but chuckled. .

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Chapter [-] Then I'll Give You Another Chance

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"If you admit defeat, then I won't hurt your life today, as long as you come to the door in person and kowtow to the spirit seat of Wang Lingguan in my door to apologize!"

Bai Zihua also knew that the background behind Chu Heng was extraordinary, so he didn't want to offend him too much at this time. +]

At this moment, he only felt that he had already made a lot of concessions.

But Chu Heng smiled lightly.

"Who are you? Who is the Wang Lingguan of your teacher? How dare you ask me to kowtow to him?"

While Chu Heng was speaking, he swayed his sleeves lightly, and looked at Bai Zihua coldly: "Is he worthy too?"

Under the sea of ​​flying swords that covered the sky and the sun, Bai Zihua knew Chu Heng's expression. Not only did Chu Heng not panic, but he still had disdain for him.

"Okay! I want to see if your body is as hard as your words!"

Bai Zihua was furious, and finally stopped hesitating.

All of a sudden, the ten thousand flying swords in the sky rushed towards Chu Heng as if they had heard some order.

In an instant, Chu Heng's whole body seemed to have turned into a hedgehog, densely packed with black fairy swords, without any gaps.