The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"Patriarch, Chu Heng has passed the maze and stepped into Tianheng Mountain!".

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Chapter [-] Cuiyun Peak, Green Water Lake

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"Report to Patriarch, Chu Heng has entered the Lost Heaven Formation!"

"Report to Patriarch, Chu Heng broke through the Great Formation of Lost Heaven!"

The news came one after another, but unfortunately, there was no good news. ~)

Patriarch Murong didn't even think that Chu Heng would be able to pass through the Lost Heaven Formation so quickly!

Patriarch Murong's eyelids couldn't help trembling when he thought of the promises made by those masters of Yaowang Valley to trap Chu Heng in the Mitian formation for at least an hour, and even behead him.

If possible, Patriarch Murong really wants to slap those remnants of Medicine King Valley to death!

These guys may be good at alchemy, but in the battle between the rivers and lakes, they are such wastes!

"I should have thought about it a long time ago. If these guys are really reliable, they won't be wiped out by Chu Heng! And they won't be killed by Chu Heng one after another!"

A wry smile appeared in the eyes of Patriarch Murong.

"However, if you think that our Murong family has only such a little means, then you are wrong!"

Patriarch Murong looked at the square full of guests, a look of coldness flashed in his eyes.

957 Among these guests, how many are Chu Heng's friends?

Patriarch Murong didn't know this.

But he knew that these people had the opportunity to see a good show today!

Chu Heng's pace never stopped. (—)

Apart from accelerating in the Lost Sky Formation, Chu Heng's speed has always been so stable.

However, under Chu Heng's Qinggang sword, there were dozens of innocent souls.

Or it's not appropriate to say that the ghosts are not suitable, after all, these people want to attack Chu Heng before they die.

However, they were killed by Chu Heng just after they made a move.

Before they died, they could not confirm how they died.

It was so easy for Chu Heng to walk towards the Murong family step by step.

Maybe the Murong family is very powerful, maybe the masters owned by the Murong family are all top figures in the Jianghu.

But in front of Chu Heng, these people are nothing but rubbish!

Chu Heng's footsteps finally came to a halt.

Because there was an extra swordsman in civilian clothes in front of him.

Chu Heng didn't even need to look, just seeing the commoner swordsman, he had already guessed who the swordsman in front of him was.

Cuiyun Peak, Green Water Lake, Xie Xiaofeng.

A martial arts legend.

"You, you shouldn't be here!"

Chu Heng looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a slight look of regret on his face. (—)

A legendary figure stood in front of him, unfortunately,

This Xie Xiaofeng is not his friend at the moment, but what Chu Heng regrets is that he is about to shatter a legend.

In Chu Heng's eyes, although Xie Xiaofeng was powerful, it was impossible for him to hinder him in any way.

The Xie Xiaofeng in front of him was like a monk who could endure life and death, his whole body was restrained, not like a swordsman at all.

In this situation, there are only two kinds of people in this world.

One is ordinary people!

They have no momentum at all.

And the other is a peerless swordsman like Xie Xiaofeng.

It was precisely because of this that Chu Heng did not believe that Xie Xiaofeng could not have felt what state he was in at the moment.

"A matter of loyalty!"

Xie Xiaofeng showed a smile, and then directly pulled out his sword: "One sword!"

"Canglang!" Chu Heng put the Qinggang sword in his hand into the scabbard, and nodded at Xie Xiaofeng.

For a swordsman, what Chu Heng did was undoubtedly a great insult.

But Xie Xiaofeng couldn't say anything to Chu Heng's behavior at all.

Because he knew that if Chu Heng didn't put Qinggang's sword in the scabbard, then he might be killed by Chu Heng!

Not possible, but inevitable.