The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

For a moment, the five major sects on the Bright Peak and everyone in the Ming Cult felt an indescribable sense of desolation and loneliness.

Even Pang Ban and Dongfang Bubai, who were fighting in full swing, stopped at this moment, and focused their attention on the person who seemed to be in two worlds with himself at this moment, and was completely lonely, A man full of loneliness.

Song Yuanqiao, Yang Xiao and the others were shocked, and they understood the meaning of this feeling, and they all turned their attention to Chu Heng who was standing there stiffly.

"This is, is this artistic conception?"

After a while, Song Yuanqiao looked at Song Qingshu and the slightly slack eyes of "Qi Erqi" of the surrounding Song Qingshu and several senior brothers, and looked at Chu Heng over there in shock.

"bass"

The sword moves, standing in the world, as graceful as a frightening dragon but as graceful as a dragon, gorgeous but not exaggerated, light and graceful yet elegant.

There is a surviving and vain flying fairy who comes, and his every move is full of peerless demeanor, which makes people sink.

"boom"

But the next moment, an overwhelming power swept over, even though he was far away, it seemed that there were layers of white clouds covering Chu Heng. (—)

Even if they were hundreds of meters apart, Song Yuanqiao and the others could feel the strong momentum of the waves.

Under this sword, at the location of the sword tip, there seemed to be layers of white clouds gathering in front of Chu Heng, and they all receded, stretching for thousands of miles, full of momentum.

In the presence, everyone was intoxicated by this sword, unable to extricate themselves.

The power of this sword when it was born made the world fade away, and the richness in the sword made people feel that they were about to be submerged in it, loneliness.

But in the eyes of Jinlun Fawang, facing Chu Heng's sword, he saw more and deeper than Song Yuanqiao and others.

There seems to be a bright and dazzling light reflected in the pupils of the eyes. This sword light is like a comet across the sky, dragging a dazzling tail flame, fleeting, and a fierce and irresistible sword intent emerges to.

At this moment, Jinlun Fawang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and felt that his whole body seemed to be filled with fear and ice cold.

It was so cold that Jinlun Fawang could hardly move at all.

Then, in the eyes of Jinlun Fawang, it was ordinary, but at this moment, the long sword with a cold glow and a bright light that made people unable to open their eyes suddenly flashed.

laugh!

The next moment, a not-so-loud voice sounded.

It was the sound of a sword cutting through flesh and bones. Everyone in the room had heard it before, but it was not like this moment. Listening to this ordinary sound, it gave people a feeling of chills and creeps sense.

And in the presence, they didn't seem to see the long sword that had been pulled from Jinlun Fawang's chest at this time, and they were still immersed in the meteor-like brilliance that just erupted in their eyes .

After regaining consciousness, what he saw was Jinlun Fawang squatting on the ground, with his left hand covering his chest, and a steady stream of blood slipped down from between.

"This...this...this kind of swordsmanship...how is it possible?"

Looking at Chu Heng who still maintained his elegant posture at this time, Jinlun Fawang raised his head with difficulty.

His face was pale, his whole body was cold, and he spit out these words intermittently.

Even now, in retrospect, Jinlun Fawang can't figure out when, where, and how the sword in Chu Heng's hand pierced into his chest, breaking the sword he relied on. of the living heart.

However, Chu Heng had no intention of answering Jinlun Fawang's question.

He just gently shook off the blood that was just stained on the long sword in his hand, and turned around suddenly with the long sword in his hand.

The breeze blew by, and the clothes moved lightly, accompanied by Chu Heng's jade-like face and indifferent and lonely temperament, making Chu Heng at this moment feel like he was exiled from the world.

"Is this move...... Could it be that person's? No, if so, why did this kid do this move?"

Thinking back to the momentary youth that made me feel regretful and fascinated, Taoist Mu turned in his heart, thinking with some surprise...

Ding Peng, Zhuge Zhengwo, and Dongfang Bubai looked at the Jinlun Fawang who fell behind Chu Heng, his face gradually pale and fell silently on the ground, their eyes were full of shock.

They knew that Chu Heng was very strong, far stronger than their own realm.

However, he never expected that Chu Heng would be so strong. Facing a Jinlun Fawang who had just broken through to the Grandmaster Realm, he would kill a strong man in the world with just one move.

This point, not to mention Dongfang Bubai and Zhuge Zhengwo, even Ding Peng's current strength, would be difficult to achieve.

In this way, isn't Chu Heng's current strength... already comparable to the peak of the Grandmaster Realm?

At this moment, no matter Dongfang Bubai or Pang Ban and the others thought of this, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

The fact that they have crossed a large realm and killed the enemy with one move, in the past, they would have found it ridiculous just to hear it.

But now, this scene is happening in front of my eyes.

For a moment, the entire Guangming Peak was silent, only 1.0 because of Chu Heng's shocking behavior just now.

With the strength of the late stage of the Xiantian realm, with one move, he instantly killed a master in the late stage of the world's shocking record.

Seventy-eight out of ten of the warriors present looked completely dull.

Even the innate masters of Wudang School and Shaolin are the same.

It was also at this time that Chu Heng turned his body slightly, still holding the long sword in his hand, but his eyes turned to Jiumozhi, who was stunned at the moment, and he raised his footsteps lightly.

Feeling Chu Heng's gaze on him, Jiumozhi couldn't help shaking as if he had been touched by the icy ice in the cold winter.

Then, looking at Chu Heng's half-closed eyes and his legs that were already moving towards him, his heart skipped a beat. .

Chapter [-] The Escaped Grandmaster

Just a moment ago, in front of him, Chu Heng killed the Jinlun Fawang who had just broken through to the late stage of the master realm with just one blow of his sword. ~)