The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

The murderous aura on Qinggang's sword made Juliusun Fo tremble all over.

He couldn't help screaming.

But Ran Deng and others, none of them dared to turn back.

They were even fortunate that Juliusun Buddha helped them hold Chu Heng back and allowed them to escape further!

Detaining Sun Fo's eyes was full of despair. He was the person who hugged Ran Deng's thigh the most. All along, whenever Ran Deng had any orders, he did his best and did not dare to be negligent.

Juliusun Buddha thought that his loyalty to Ran Deng could make Ran Deng turn around and save his life.

But now?

Ran Lengtou didn't return, and ran away quickly as if he couldn't even hear his cries for help.

Juliusun Buddha gave a wry smile, why did he have illusions about the villain Ran Deng?

I clearly know that Ran Deng is selfish and selfish, so why hasn't he woke up after so many years.

"kill him…"

He murmured that only Chu Heng could hear his words clearly.

Chu Heng smiled, knowing who he was talking about.

"Don't worry, you are the first, but definitely not the last..."

The sword light flashed, and Juliusun Fo had lost the breath of life, but there was a smile on the corner of Detaining Sun Fo's mouth.

It seemed that he was very satisfied with Chu Heng's answer.

Chu Heng turned around and looked at Ran Deng who was still running away in a hurry, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Jianguang, across the sky!

Ran Deng only felt that there was a deadly danger coming from behind.

By the time he realized what it was, he was already enveloped by endless sword lights. +]

"Oops!"

His heart sank, knowing that Juliusun Fo couldn't stop Chu Heng at all.

At this time, a galaxy seemed to appear in the sky.

A galaxy that almost divides the sky into two halves is composed entirely of sword energy, illuminating the entire sky and almost covering up the brilliance of the sun.

In this galaxy, there is infinite sword energy, trapping Randeng and the other Buddhas in it.

They just felt that with every step forward, countless sword qi came, making them tired of defending.

What made them even more terrified was that Chu Heng had already walked over step by step.

He didn't walk fast, and he didn't seem to care that these people were struggling to break free from his shackles.

Seeing Chu Heng approaching, Ran Deng's heart was full of frustration, even despair.

He knew that if there was no turning point, he would definitely die here today.

Ran Deng was full of regrets in his heart at this time.

He regretted why he provoked Chu Heng back then, and even more regretted why he had made a surprise attack just now?

When Chu Heng and Ye Motian were fighting just now, he should have left earlier!

What he regrets the most...is not seeing Chu Heng's potential!

Ran Deng looked at Chu Heng with a complicated expression, only to see that there was still a smile on his face, but at this time in Ran Deng's heart, this could be said to be the smile of death.

Ran Deng closed his eyes, ready to face his own death.

But after a long time, the pain he imagined still didn't come from him.

Ran Deng opened his eyes suspiciously.

But he saw Chu Heng stopped, frowning, and looked out of the void.

"Who?"

The void was no different, it was peaceful.

Chu Heng's voice passed through without any change.

But Chu Heng seemed to be sure where someone was hiding, not only did he not pay attention to Ran Deng, but a sneer appeared on his face.

"Hide your head and show your tail!"

A beam of sword light erupted from the Qinggang sword, piercing the void.

"How did Fellow Daoist see my shadow!!"

A somewhat hoarse and gloomy voice came out of the void.

In the void, a figure appeared, and at this moment, Chu Heng's sword light had arrived in front of the Nine-Headed Insect!

".ˇThe power of the Xiantian Lingbao really lives up to its reputation!" The black shadow saw the light of the sword reaching his body, but he didn't panic. When he flipped his wrist, a black flag emerged from his hand.

The flag flickered in the black shadow's hands, and Chu Heng's sword light disappeared without a trace like a bull into the sea.