The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Under this dignified depression, many people were almost out of breath.

It was at this time that Yu Wenhuaji suddenly turned into a gray afterimage.

With a touch of crystal white, Yu Wenhuaji slapped Chu Heng with his palm.

Feeling Yu Wenhuaji's strength, many soldiers couldn't help their teeth chattering from the cold.

This is the aftermath of Yu Wenhua and the world-famous Xuan Bingjin. It has affected those soldiers.

And Chu Heng also disappeared in place.

But Chu Heng's aura is not as violent as Yu Wenhuaji's!What Chu Heng left behind was only a slight sword groan from the long sword in his hand.

But it was this slight sword chant that made all Yu Huaji's rage dissipate without a trace.

Compared with Yu Wenhua and the strong chill, perhaps Chu Heng's sword chant was very slight, but Fu Junmao knew very well that it was only because Chu Heng's aura was extremely concise!

Among the people present, only Fu Junmao, an apprentice from the sword master Fu Cailin, could see how powerful Chu Heng was.

After watching the battle from Shenhuo Peak and the battle with Hammer Destroyer, Chu Heng has made a little progress in the combination of internal strength and momentum.

In the eyes of Fu Junmei, this kind of diligence is probably only achieved by her master, Fu Cailin, a master of swordsmanship.

"Okay, what a domineering swordsmanship!"

Yu Wenhuaji clutched his chest, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Just now, if he hadn't used his whole life to avoid the fatal point at the last moment, I'm afraid he would have become a corpse now!

This is a ridiculous result.

The lifetime skill of a master and peak master can only be used to dodge the enemy's attack once!

Even under such circumstances, he was still seriously injured!

In such a situation, if someone else told Yu Wenhuaji, he would definitely scoff at it.

But now, when he himself felt such a cold, there was only a wave of fear in his heart.

Chu Heng put away his sword and stood. With his eyes closed, he silently sorted out his understanding of the battle with Yu Wenhuaji.

Although Yu Wenhuaji's character is not very good, but he has to admit that this guy still has two brushes when he goes all out. .

Chapter [-]: I Believe

"I said, do you know? The Valley of the Medicine King, located on the border of the Great Yuan Kingdom, was uprooted!"

"Hmph, it's been more than ten days since the news, is there anyone in the Jianghu who doesn't know?"

"Hahahaha, you only know that the Valley of the Medicine Kings was uprooted, but you probably don't know who destroyed the Valley of the Medicine Kings?"

"Isn't it the cold-faced son Chu Heng? Who doesn't know?"

"Then, do you know how he destroyed the Medicine King Valley?"

"I heard that it is an ancient and strange poison, but I don't know what it is!"

"Let me tell you, it's a Grade [-] poison called Blood Sea Phantom Eye!"

......

Listening to the discussion about him in the wine shop, Chu Heng continued to drink lightly without changing his face. ~)

On the other hand, Fu Junmai, who just learned Chu Heng's name, had completely lost all color on her pretty face.

Because he had just arrived in the Central Plains Wulin, Fu Junmao didn't know Chu Heng's name.

But now hearing the discussions of Chu Heng from the people at the next table, Fu Junmao just felt that the person who saved him seemed to be the biggest devil in the world.

"Hahaha, so you now have the title of a cold-faced son!"

Qu Wuyi laughed, put her little head next to Chu Heng and said in a low voice. +]

After these days, Qu Wuyi's personality became more and more cheerful.

Fu Junmei glanced at Qu Wuyi with a sneer, and she was more and more sure in her heart that she had met a big devil.

Because she has never met a person who can be so excited when talking about killing people.

The most important thing is that Chu Heng was able to kill a top sect by himself!

Thinking of the power of the Valley of the Medicine King in the entire rivers and lakes, not to mention the martial arts in the Central Plains, even the desert, grassland, and Goguryeo can feel its power.

But it was such a powerful sect that was actually destroyed by this person in front of him who looked less than twenty years old?

With other thoughts, Fu Junmao didn't even think about eating.

Now Fu Junmai just wants to send a letter to his master asking him what he should do.

For Fu Junmao, at this time, only her master can guide her on the way.

It was in such an absent-minded situation that a vicious voice pulled her back from the mixed feelings.

"Stinky boy, you stole something and came to our Yingxian Tower, don't you want to live?"

"Master, please bypass me, I haven't eaten for three days! I'm starving to death!"

"Poor you, who the hell is pity me? I haven't eaten yet! Get out! Don't let me see you again.~)"