The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Chapter [-]: The End of the Way of the Sword

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Black Wood Cliff. (—)

This is the first time Chu Heng has traveled to this world and brought all these girls together.

If someone is lucky enough to come to the back mountain of Heimuya, they will probably drop their jaws in shock.

Because in this back mountain, there are actually more than a dozen stunning beauties of national beauty and beauty, laughing and chatting with each other, it is even more enviable than the harem of the emperor in the world.

But Chu Heng, at this moment, did not reminisce with these girls, but sat quietly in the back mountain with Qin Mengyao and Dugu Qiubai.

The flowers bloomed and fell, and the three of them seemed to be in a trance, motionless.

In the eyes of others, the three of them were just sitting quietly, but in reality, it was by no means that simple.

Although Chu Hengming knew that no matter how advanced he was in the way of the sword, he would not be able to break the strength of the sweeping monk, but Chu Heng's strongest skill now was the way of the sword, and he had no other way.

Maybe alchemy is okay, but let alone whether the real tenth-grade pill can be refined in this world, even if it is refined, it is impossible for Chu Heng to have the strength comparable to the sweeping monk in an instant.

The Three-Day Bishi Pill is fine, but after taking the Three-Day Bishi Pill, you will die three days later. Even if such a elixir can be refined, it is impossible for Chu Heng to take it.

Except for the heaven-defying pills like the Three-day Bishi Pill, it is impossible for other tenth-grade pills to have that heaven-defying effect.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm upset!"

Qin Mengyao suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Chu Heng with a slight smile.

950 Chu Heng looked suffocated, nodded at Qin Mengyao, and continued to experience with his eyes closed.

After Chu Heng closed his eyes, he seemed to join the debate between the two swordsmen again.

There are no swordsmen here like Ximen Chuuxue, Ye Gucheng, Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng.

There are only Dugu Qiubai and Qin Mengyao.

But if the whole world knows about the three swordsmen here, I'm afraid they won't agree with the so-called four great swordsmen in the world.

After all, no matter how strong the four great swordsmen are, they are really not enough compared to the three here.

It was after the spirits of the three met again, a strong sword intent gradually burst out from the entire back mountain.

At this time, the Qinggang sword beside Chu Heng, the ancient sword beside Qin Mengyao, and the wooden sword beside Dugu Qiubai began to tremble under this sword intent.

The entire back mountain has been filled with sword intent.

But this sword intent didn't have any killing intent. Even though the sword intent was extremely fierce and seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, it still didn't have any killing intent.

The flying insects, birds and beasts in the entire mountain forest seemed to be unaware of it.

But such an extremely strong sword intent, it is Yan Shisan who is hundreds of miles away, even Ximen Chuuxue who is thousands of miles away from the snowfield, it is in Yegu City in Baiyun City, it is in Shenjian Xie Xiaofeng in the villa felt it without exception.

After feeling this heaven-defying sword intent, they could only smile bitterly and be filled with admiration. +]

"Xi Jian can actually reach such a state! Ye Gucheng is not as good as that!"

Hearing Ye Gucheng's self-pitying words, the sword has a spirit, but the Feihong sword in Ye Gucheng's hand wailed.

But Ye Gucheng looked at the Feihong sword in his hand and sighed softly.

Originally, Ye Gucheng wanted to destroy his own sword in order to destroy his heart of swordsmanship.

But looking at the Feihong sword, he couldn't do anything about it.

"Forget it, go ahead and find a more suitable master for you." Ye Gucheng tried his best to throw the flying rainbow in his hand into the distance.

The flying rainbow flew out instantly like a bolt of lightning, and disappeared from Ye Gucheng's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?" Just after Feihong, who had never left him, left him, Ye Gucheng couldn't help being slightly surprised.

It seemed that Feihong had a different feeling when she left her.

If there were sword masters at the same level as Ye Gucheng, he would definitely feel that the sword intent on Ye Gucheng's body suddenly became stronger and more peaceful.

The so-called willingness, is it so?

The cultivation of the three of Heimuya had a wide impact, but these were not what Chu Heng cared about.

Sitting quietly for a day, Chu Heng's heart began to feel a little impetuous, because Chu Heng found that he had gained nothing in this sword intent fight.

Among the sword intents of these three people, Chu Heng's (bgei) sword intent has become the strongest sword intent.

That being the case, it was Dugu Qiubai and Qin Mengyao who gained the most.

However, under such circumstances, Chu Heng didn't have any thoughts of taking back his sword intent. He continued to release his sword intent, and then let Dugu Qiubai and Qin Mengyao observe and improve.

And so, three days later, a look of loneliness appeared on Dugu Qiubai's face.

"After all, I chose a different path from yours! Let you walk the rest of the path yourself!"

Withdrawing his spirit from the more and more integrated spiritual sword intent, Dugu Qiubai looked at Chu Heng and Qin Mengyao and thought so.

After that, Dugu Qiubai slowly left the back mountain with his own loneliness.

After all, Dugu Qiubai chose the path of a great master, and his choice was the same as that of all other great masters.

Under such circumstances, his kendo could not be perfected after all.