Heavenly Martial Arts - 193. Chapter 192 Ling Donglai's Entrustment

The cracks in the void are pitch black, the terrifying heaven and earth are intertwined, and the huge portal is looming, exuding mysterious brilliance, making Donglai and the fire dragon Taoist figure intertwined into it.

“Little apprentice, as you wish, I have to ascend to heaven. You will take care of yourself from now on. Anyway, with your shrewdness, there is absolutely no way anyone in this world can do anything to you! Also, I’m waiting on it. you!”

This was the last word He Heng heard from the Taoist Fire Dragon, and then accompanied by a sound of immortal sounds, the Taoist Fire Dragon disappeared into the many wonderful doors deep in the void, no trace.

“Uh!” He Heng smiled bitterly, but his eyes were deep, and it seemed that the space filled with immortality just entered by the Taoist Fire Dragon was not the same as Shi Zhixuan’s original!

“It’s like the heaven and earth that the Baiyu Zen Yuan Shen passed through. What are the connections and differences in this?” He Heng thought, the broken void had been reorganized, but Donglai’s figure appeared in front of him.

“Why didn’t you go together?” He Heng wondered.

Ling Donglai stood with his hand holding his hand, staring at He Heng: “Your master’s skill is much deeper than mine, so just now he passed through the immortal gate first, but Yu Quxiu’s base is weaker and can be suppressed.”

“Then you have something to do with me?” He Heng asked. He didn’t think that Donglai was forced to stay for a while with all his strength, just to talk nonsense.

Ling Donglai nodded and said: “At the beginning, Yu once left a letter to his nephew Zhu Mingxie, telling him about Yu’s retreat, and let him go to open the top ten passes four years later, so that he can tell him Yu finally place.”

“So?” He Heng asked again.

Ling Donglai said: “However, Yu has a foreboding. I am afraid that the letter will bring him some murder, so I want to ask the little friend to save him.”

“So amazing…” He Heng looked at Ling Donglai with some surprise. He naturally knew that Zhu Mingxie was killed because of this after reading the broken original. He didn’t expect Ling Donglai to predict it.

But why should he help?

Are we familiar?

He Heng raised his head and looked at Ling Donglai and said, “I am only a child under ten years old, so you can count on me to save your nephew, this…”

“No, you can!” Ling Donglai took a deep look at He Heng.

He Heng was speechless for a while, and then asked directly: “Are there any benefits?”

Ling Donglai seemed to have never thought that He Heng would be so direct and shameless. He was taken aback for a while, then took out a brochure and handed it to He Heng: “This is the experience and experience of the rest of my life. It’s still useful.”

He Heng took the pamphlet, looked at it, and then nodded, “Senior you can rest assured that your nephew’s safety is on my body.”

Ling Donglai gave a stunned smile, and then exhorted: “Others are not enough, but only the contemporary head of the Yingui Sect and the hard work needs special attention. This person was defeated by the rest of the year, retired for many years, and worked hard to practice the Purple Blood Dafa. , It is said that it has been successful recently, and the realm has reached the realm of heaven and human. Although it should not be evil anymore, he will definitely want to see Yu again. It is very likely that he will take action against my nephew. Pay attention to him.”

“Don’t worry, if I go out and give him blood and black hands, it’s like that. I promise that your nephew will not die because of this. Of course, if he has something wrong with him, you must not blame me.” He Hengbing Don’t mind the hard work. Although this person is also the pinnacle of martial arts, he has already extinguished his mind of fighting.

Seeing He Heng’s assurance, Ling Donglai nodded and said: “Little friend is the posture of the sky. He tells me where the last dazzling luck of the ages is. I hope I can do it for myself, so I can go!”

When He Heng raised his head, Ling Donglai also disappeared into the void.

“It seems that it is indeed not the longevity world, what place would it be?” He Heng was a little curious.

After thinking about it, he looked at the deserted wilderness and sighed, and then went on the road alone.

…

Although he promised Donglai to save his nephew’s life, He Heng was not in a hurry to rush to the scene. According to his calculations, it should be one or two years away from Zhu Mingxie’s death. He felt it necessary to wait for him to grow up. Go again.

Thinking about this, he randomly found a cave in the wilderness, and then painstakingly studied Ling Donglai’s experience and the fire dragon Taoist’s Tian Dun sword technique that was really passed down from Lu Dongbin.

In this way, more than three months passed.

He Heng was hungry for wild fruits in the mountains, thirsty for spring water, and killed a few wolves, tigers and leopards in his spare time to fight his teeth.

Far away from the human world, he has a faint feeling of returning to the basics, washing away many sharp edges, and returning to the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.

However, the tree desires to be quiet but the wind keeps on, and it becomes involuntary when entering the rivers and lakes.

When he was practicing on this day, he frowned steeply, stared into the distance, and sighed: “Why do people always like to trouble me without knowing what is good or bad?”

A man in black took the lead in a distant place, followed by dozens of fierce and strong men behind him, with swords, swarming towards him.

Then, a scream resounded in the wilderness.

“Bastard, which bastard puts this trap here? My feet!” “Damn, where is the big hole? Who the hell digs it, I want his head!”…

With a scream, the dozens of brothers brought by the man in black were suddenly reduced by half.

He Heng would not tell them that those traps he used to hunt tigers and leopards, who let them step on them.

Then only the black-clothed man who took the lead yelled, those who were caught in the trap did not dare to talk more nonsense, and the other half of the people who were not in the trap hurriedly went to rescue them.

“Hmph, you trash, you really lost our East China Sea faction. After I clean up that kid and take revenge on Blade Tian, I will go back and teach you a lesson!” Obviously, I haven’t found the target this time. Many of his disciples were trapped by some traps, which made the man in black very upset and furious.

He Heng heard clearly there, and he also knew the origin of this group of people. The last time Huolong Taoist beat that White Blade Heaven into a waste in Piaoxianglou, this time his master naturally went out and found him here.

“The evil king Li Chong? I feel that Shi Zhixuan is going to be unable to sit still on it. This kind of stuff…” He Heng looked at the furious black man, speechless for a while.

“Let me end him for you!”

With that said, He Heng’s figure suddenly moved, like a ghost through the layers of dense forest, and came to Li Chong. Then, making claws with five fingers, real anger burst out on the fingertips, and suddenly he grabbed it against his chest!

“Who?” Li Chong is also a master of the underworld for dozens of years, and his skill is superb, otherwise he would not be called the evil king.

He Heng’s skill at this moment is still too shallow, even if his spiritual realm is superb, there is still a trace of energy leaked when he shoots.

As if expected, He Heng’s face remained unchanged, his five fingers closed, and a punch suddenly blasted out, passing through Li Chong’s palm strength and hitting his lower abdomen with mysterious and unspeakable changes.

The majestic Zhen Qi layered on top of each other, and He Heng screamed sternly under a punch. He only felt that the internal organs in his abdomen were broken, the meridians were broken, and a terrible Qi raging throughout his body.

In the scream, he did not take back his hand, but slapped He Heng more vigorously. He was born in the underworld, cruel to others, and even more cruel to himself, knowing that only by killing the opponent at this moment can he win the first line of life.

However, his palms fell through.

He Heng was like a mud loach, extremely sleek, and when he hit his abdomen with a punch, his figure was already sideways, and he rushed to his back in an instant, leaping furiously, and hitting the back of the head with a punch.

“Ah!” Li Chong screamed, staggering and flying out, bleeding in the seven orifices. He fell on the ground and looked at He Heng convulsively, his breath was gone for a while.

The back of the brain is one of the fragile parts of the human body. Although He Heng’s current skill is not at its peak, it is still thousands of kilograms of force under a punch. Li Chong is not a foreign expert who specializes in the body, and he will naturally fall under a punch.

All of this is just between the electric light and flint, He Heng completed the lore against Li Chong. Although there are elements of sneak attack, the ability to attack the top master of the underworld with two tricks is enough to prove that He Heng even now Only eight years old is enough to step into the ranks of the world’s top masters. It is not much worse than Lingduxu, Zhilixing, Hengdao Toutuo and other super master craftsmen.

At this time, many of Li Chong’s disciples realized that their master had belched, and came forward to help him in amazement.

“Master, Master!” There was a bitter cry, and someone reacted and pointed the knife at He Heng: “It was the master who killed him by the little devil. He killed him and avenged him!”

“Kill! This kid must have been conspired, otherwise it is impossible to kill Master. We must kill him and avenge Master.” Donghai sent dozens of disciples to look at He Heng with anger, and took out the sword. Hack it.

“Why don’t you know how to cherish life?” He Heng sighed quietly, and his figure flocked to the dozens of Donghai School disciples like a ghost.

The sound of bursts of blood resounded, and He Heng rushed through the dense forest without expression, his figure intertwined, like a god like a devil.

Each figure fell in a pool of blood, but He Heng’s short body did not touch a drop of blood.

He stared at the last living disciple of the East China Sea, with chills in his eyes.

“No, don’t… don’t come over!” The disciple was trembling with fright. The senior brothers fell down beside him, already causing him to collapse. Looking at He Heng’s short body, he was extremely frightened. It was a demon, a demon. ! !

He Heng didn’t care about his fear, his figure suddenly came to him, a palm fell gently, and he fell forever.

“What a fragile life, only in the last moment can it bloom shortly…” He Heng looked at the distant sky, his thoughts suddenly far away.