Heavenly Martial Arts - 152. Chapter 151

In a trance, all of He Heng’s thoughts and perceptions were frozen, eternally unchanged, and ever-changing.

The howling wind, the roaring thunder, the tumbling black clouds, the splitting void, the roaring earth… all died in a moment of silence. In He Heng’s world, there was nothingness.

The universe, the vastness of nature!

He has forgotten everything, forgetting others, forgetting himself, and forgetting the world!

There is no form, no form of self, no form of sentient beings, and no form of life!

Heaven and earth are nothingness, common people are nothingness, everything that exists is nothingness, and he himself is nothingness. Only his heart and his thoughts are real!

As long as you feel that you exist, you don’t need to be real.

The wind and clouds are still roaring, the thunder is still roaring, and Song Que’s sword power is still rising. Every change in the aura of everything between heaven and earth has been integrated into his sword. He has been surging for dozens of years, with ups and downs. There is happiness, loneliness, joy and sorrow, all of which are here at this moment.

Qi and spirit are rising infinitely, and everything Song Que has, with this world, turned into the strongest sword in his life, it is unmatched!

The sword was so shocking that it was already close to He Heng.

He Heng suddenly felt the sharp edge and the incomparable sword intent. The space within ten meters has been solidified by the Heavenly Sword, and every trace of Qi is dominated by Song Que, turned into the strongest weapon, gathered on the earth-shaking sword.

He Heng gently opened his right hand and squeezed it against the void.

The blade was shocking, unparalleled, smashed through the world, and the void opened a crack.

At this moment, He Heng’s spirit expands infinitely, and he is naturally in harmony with the void, and the infinite cosmic power and mighty energy are madly gathering in his body.

One yin and one yang were intertwined with two true Qis, and gently squeezed them against the void.

Peng!

A popping sound resounded through the void.

A few miles away, Fan Qinghui and Shi Fei Xuan were stunned.

With He Heng as the center, a huge pitch-black hole suddenly cracked. It was mysterious, terrifying, and dark!

When the void appeared, the world was trembling and roaring, the wind and clouds in the void were surging, the endless force surged, the color of the sky above the nine heavens changed, and the thunderbolt thundered and thundered.

Song Que’s Heavenly Sword just fell in the hole, and a strange energy swallowed out, swallowing his sword energy and extinguishing his sharp edge.

boom!

A terrible force swallowed out, annihilated everything around it, and swallowed the vast space. He Heng and Song Que stepped back more than a hundred feet in a moment, watching the horrible scene created by the two of them.

From a distance, Fan Qinghui and two of them looked at this place, with a few crystal teardrops falling in their eyes.

Cihang Jingzhai is based on the pursuit of heaven, but even their ancestor Dini may not really seek heaven, but today, they finally saw the dawn of heaven.

After thirty years of searching for swords and swords, how many times have fallen leaves and branches? Ever since I saw the peach blossom, I no longer doubt it.

Fan Qinghui and Shi Fei had tears in their eyes. When they were excited, the extremely cold eyes of He Heng and Song Que met again.

“rinse”!

The figures of He Heng and Song Que were intertwined fiercely, the two surging true energy swelled, the void shook, and the situation changed. Song Que made thirty-seven swords in a row, slashing towards He Heng from thirty-seven different directions.

He Heng also returned his thirty-seven punches, each of which collided with the sky sword, making a “keng” sound.

“Come again!” He Heng’s eyes burned, and his true energy burst out, gathered between his fists, his strength was so powerful that he would shake the earth and shake the earth under his feet.

The distance between him and Song Que was very close, less than ten feet away. For their masters, it was a very insignificant distance.

In an instant, He Heng approached Song Que’s side, his fist was overwhelming, with endless changes, but in the end he converged into one, which is the unchanging way!

Both change and the same are constant!

The Heavenly Sword slashed out, as if thunder was surging, moving in all directions, with great strength and impeccable force, crushing He Heng’s body, roaring endlessly.

Peng!

He Heng’s fist mark suddenly collided with the Heavenly Sword. Song Que was shaken back for a few steps. When he cut again, He Heng made more than ten punches in a row and merged into one, all hitting the Heavenly Sword blade.

Keng!

Song Que suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood, backed up a few steps, and looked at the Heavenly Sword in amazement. At this moment, it had been broken into several pieces.

“Song Que!” Fan Qinghui yelled when he saw this, and suddenly came forward and lifted him up.

Song Que spit out blood again, and shook his hand to Fan Qinghui: “Go away, I will stop him!”

“No, you take Feixuan away, I’ll stop him.” Fan Qinghui resolutely said, she knew that Song Que’s value alive is much greater than her own value.

“Hmph, you are all going to die!” As a villain, He Heng appeared at the right time, watching the two men murderously.

Fan Qinghui resolutely pushed Song Que away, and shouted: “Hurry up and take the concubine, I will stop him!”

“Qinghui!” Song Que roared.

“Master!” Shi Feixuan was also crying sadly.

Fan Qinghui did not look back, looking directly at He Heng, her eyes full of determination.

Song Que struggled, feeling his injury. He Heng’s true energy seemed to be gangrene, destroying his heart in his body. Even with his strength, he would not survive much if he was not treated. It’s time, and his Heavenly Sword has been broken, and his combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced. It would be useless to leave now. He sacrificed in vain. Song Que, he was not a person who didn’t know how to choose, he immediately sighed, grabbed Shifei Xuan and flew into the distance. go.

“Want to go, no way!” He Heng shouted sharply, and was about to move forward.

Fan Qinghui suddenly took out a copper box from her arms and opened it gently. He Heng’s discoloration changed abruptly. In his perception, there was a very special energy in that box, which made his true energy tremble. .

“This is…” He Heng suppressed the violent zhenqi and looked directly at the copper box in Fan Qinghui’s hand.

“This is the treasure of the ages and Choi!” Fan Qinghui suddenly took out a crystal clear jade seal from the copper box, one of which was missing a corner, was inlaid with gold, and the bottom of the jade seal was carved with a small seal. “Being ordered to heaven, life and Yongchang” are the eight characters.

Under the “Way of Guantian”, He Heng only felt that He’s Bi was exuding a very strange wave, resonating with the boundless void around him, like a string.

Fan Qinghui threw He’s Bi at He Heng abruptly.

As soon as he got close to Chobi, He Heng felt the innocent qi in his body violently rioting, and even his spiritual power was roaring, somewhat out of control.

“Demon Dao, die!” Fan Qinghui held the heart of mortal, and when He Heng was troubled by He’s Bi, he immediately rushed towards He Heng with a sword.

“Looking for death!” He Heng sipped coldly, stabilized his mind with the supreme Taoist mind, suppressed the riot of spirit and true Qi, and slapped his hand.

Although He Heng’s true energy and spiritual power are difficult to use at this moment, his physical attainments are also at the pinnacle, which is not comparable to Fan Qinghui.

Moreover, Fan Qinghui herself was also affected by He’s Bi, and she couldn’t use her true energy. This sword was only pierced by her own strength.

“Cihang Sword Classic?” He Heng sneered, letting him pierce his throat directly without resisting.

Clang!

Accompanied by the sound of metal collision, Fan Qinghui pierced He Heng’s throat with a sword, but then he couldn’t advance any further.

With He Heng’s physical strength, even Song Que’s Heavenly Sword could not be smashed when using True Qi, and Fan Qinghui’s light sword was tickling him at all.

“Thorn, go on.” He Heng looked at Fan Qinghui who was a little shocked with a smile, his figure leaped “swish” and lightly grabbed his right hand, and the long sword in Fan Qinghui’s hand was directly broken by him.

He Heng lightly picked up one of the fragmented swords, then opened his mouth to reveal forty-eight white teeth, and bit the broken sword against it. With a few clicks, Fan Qinghui, this saber made of meteorite from the sky He was directly chewed up and swallowed into the abdomen.

“Well, your sword is made of good materials, not those of the common style. The gold-gold aura is very strong, it makes a lot of money!” He Heng commented lightly. Since he obtained the longevity formula, he has practiced the seven patterns on it. The seven patterns represent the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and yin and yang.

Among them, the practice of Jin Xing requires some metal tonics, and tempers the internal organs with the energy of energetic gold. These days he has found a lot of precious metals, but few can compare with the material of this sword.

“Anything else?”

Fan Qinghui stared at He Heng with a smile on his face. For a while, he couldn’t speak. This was a humanoid predatory beast! !