Heavenly Martial Arts - 169

The thunder is rolling in the sky, the dark clouds cover the sky, the heavy rain is pouring down, the gust of wind is roaring, a feeling of discoloration of the world is surging.

The Yangshen realm can interact with the heavens and humans and interfere with the changes of the celestial phenomena, and the unity of the heavens and the humans in the Yuanshen realm further enhances this ability to interfere with the celestial phenomena. Together with the resonance between the heavens and the humans in the earth law realm, several items are superimposed. When He Heng went out with all his strength, he could already induce a few miles of celestial changes.

In the face of this terrifying change in the world, whether it is the Sui Army or the Turkic Wolf Army, they are all creeping on the ground in horror, begging for forgiveness.

He Heng came to the Turkic Khan step by step, unstoppable, and even many Turkic soldiers gave way in fear.

When He Heng was only a hundred feet away from Jieli, someone reacted and shouted: “Come on, protect the sweat!”

A group of fierce confidantes around Jie Li reacted, murderous aura surged, swarming, and one by one spears pierced He Heng’s body.

“The praying man’s arm is just a car.” He Heng sighed and patted his palms lightly. The dozens of Turkic pawns in front of him were overturned by men and horses, rushing through the air with vigour and rolling up dust.

“Kill!” A young man who was obviously not weak in martial arts roared, riding his horse to He Heng, and a huge copper hammer was so important that it flew up.

Without changing his face, He Heng leaped forward suddenly, grabbed the copper hammer in the air, and lightly slapped both palms. The copper hammer weighing more than 80 kilograms was directly shot into a half-inch thick discus.

“Give it back to you!” When the young man was horrified, He Heng gently threw the discus made of the copper hammer, and passed through his throat in an instant. Under the spray of blood, his body separated.

Seeing this, many Turkic soldiers looked terrified and took a step back intentionally or unintentionally.

He Heng glanced at the flustered Turkic with profuse sweat and laughed softly: “Is there no bloody people in the Turkic, which is known for its bravery?”

“Shut up the demon, Bi Xuan, come to meet you!” A majestic and majestic man wearing a wild hemp robe rode out, his bronze skin flashed with a gleam of soul, but his whole body exuded. With the inexplicable and inexplicable frightening momentum, it seems to be a god and demon who secretly rules the prairie, with its broad palms, which seems to contain the most terrifying power in the world.

His jet-black hair straightened back into a bun, and his handsome face was like a bronze figure without any blemishes. Just looking at it-his eyes were unforgettable for a lifetime, and his heart was horrified. The tall and straight nose is embedded with a pair of eyes full of fascinating charm, cold and glorious, but they will not reveal the changes and feelings of the emotions in the heart.

He is the god of the grassland, Wu Zun Bi Xuan!

In the face of He Heng’s provocation, the god-like figure in the hearts of the Turkic people finally came out.

He Heng laughed, and then looked straight at Bi Xuandao: “Er, Ning Daoqi, and Fu Cailin are also known as the three great masters. Just as both of them died in my hands, you should go down and accompany them.”

Bi Xuan watched He Heng solemnly and raised the spear in his hand: “You are very strong. I used to think that Ning Daoqi is the strongest opponent I have ever encountered, but he can’t even compare to a tenth of yours. No wonder you will be defeated by your hands. The strong should be respected. However, the dignity of my grasslander can not be humiliated, so please enlighten me.”

Only when Bi Xuan and other great master-level figures can perceive the world with Yang Shen, can he clearly realize the terrible He Heng and the gap between himself and him. But as a Turkic believer, Bi Xuan could not retreat, he could die in battle, but he could not take a step back!

With such a determination to die, Bi Xuan gently raised the spear that had accompanied him across the prairie for decades, and stared at He Heng: “The spear is named Agushuaya and weighs ninety-nine jin. ”

Agushuaia is an ancient Turkic language, meaning the scar of a moonlit night.

Under He Heng’s gaze, Bi Xuan rode a horse suddenly, with endless spear shadows, with a hot breath, like a burning flame.

In just an instant, Bi Xuan made nineteen strokes and pointed directly at He Heng’s throat. He Heng gently raised his palms and slammed them in front of him. Bi Xuan’s expression became more solemn, and the hot scorching sun profound arts surged out, turning the entire spear into fiery red.

He Heng smiled faintly, his eyes filled with coldness, his palms suddenly slapped, and the surging energy rushed into Bi Xuan’s body through the spear.

Bi Xuan’s expression changed, his arms trembled, and he almost couldn’t grasp the spear in his hand under He Heng’s majestic vigor.

He used all his skills and blatantly picked the tip of the spear. He Heng smiled coldly, holding the palm of his hand tightly, no matter how hard Bi Xuan did, he would stand still.

“No, go and help Wu Zun.” The Turks and Li Tang who were watching the battle changed their expressions, and there were many soldiers rushing to He Heng.

But above the top of the city, Yang Guang watched the changes of the day, shouting that God’s will was on him, and 600,000 troops had already come out, and the main forces of the Turks were fighting with them. It won’t be useful at all. To deal with such characters as He Heng, unless he is really surrounded by hundreds of thousands of large legions, and then slowly exhausted his skills in a water mill, it will not be effective at all.

But now, the main forces of the Turks are constraining Yang Guang, and although He Heng has killed all the way, but his skill consumption is not much, even if they are besieged by tens of thousands of troops, it is difficult for a short time.

Turkic people are known for their bravery. Although Jie Li Khan knows that he is extremely dangerous here, he can’t retreat. Otherwise, his reputation will be stinky and he will be despised by many people, and other tribes will look down on him, and his sweat will be unstable. .

Li Shimin and others looked anxious, but there was no way, watching Bi Xuan step by step into a crisis in He Heng’s hands.

At this time, there was a long-standing Buddha’s name around them, and three old monks with robes and faces came out.

These are the remaining three of the four great monks, the wisdom of Tiantai Sect, the wisdom of Sanlun Zong Jiaxiang, and the four ancestors of Zen Taoism. These three are now the last in the Brahma Sect. Their expressions are extremely solemn at this moment, with a solemn expression. feel.

“Three masters? You…” Shi Feixuan seemed to be a little intolerant.

Wisdom shook his head slightly, and solemnly said: “If I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?” Jiaxiang said, “The Buddha cut meat to feed the eagles. Today, for my Brahma inheritance, what can I do if I abandon this stinky skin? ”

Daoxin finally said: “This demon way is already in the realm of heaven and humanity, and the extraordinary power can limit it. If you don’t take this opportunity today, it will be difficult to kill him in the future!”

The last three chanted together: “Amitabha Buddha, may my Brahman Sect be eternally prosperous.”

After the chanting, the three of them rushed into the place where He Heng and Bi Xuan fought with each other, under the incomprehensible gaze of the Turks and Li Tang.

He Heng took a cold look and whispered: “Are you three going to accompany Emperor Xin?”

“Amitabha!” The three chanted at the same time, clasping their wisdom hands together, doing an angry vajra: “Demon Dao, you have gone to see the heavens and people, but you are still in the mortal world. You deserve this disaster. With the power of yours, Originally, I waited for even a desperate battle, but you were too arrogant.

Jiaxiang said again: “With the power of yours, even if there are thousands of troops and horses, you can come and go freely, but that is when you maintain your peak state. Today I will leave this skin bag and cause irreparable damage to you. By then, under these hundreds of thousands of troops, you will surely be doomed.”

Daoxin finally said: “Amitabha, go to hell with me.”

After saying this, the three of them exploded with blood at the same time, glaring at He Heng squintingly, and tumbling with blood and blood, and suddenly fell on He Heng who was fighting Bi Xuan fiercely.

“Destroying the essence of the law? Or this trick!” He Heng snorted, and a sharp scream flashed in his eyes. His palms were shaken, and he heard only the sound of metal breaking, Bi Xuan’s Agushuaya broke it off. cut.

Bi Xuan yelled abruptly, abandoned his spear with his hand, and rolled his palms. The Yan Yang Xuan Gong had twelve successful strengths and fought He Heng.

“Looking for death!” He Heng’s face was like still water, Gu Bo was unhappy, and he bluntly punched out.

In just an instant, he shot dozens of punches in a row, and a terrifying wave of air was extremely surging, covering all aspects of Bi Xuan’s body.

boom!

The qi collided, and the two terrible qi intertwined, and the heaven and the earth changed because of this.

“Puff!” Bi Xuan spit out a mouthful of blood before flying out.

“If I don’t go to hell, who goes to hell? Good, good, good!”

The three holy monks have already arrived after the long Buddha’s name has been recited in a lifetime.