Heavenly Martial Arts - 217. Chapter 216

The moonlight is like water, making the surface of Dongting Lake sparkling and emitting a lot of soft light. He Heng is surrounded by this infinite soft light, but his figure is infinitely dark and deep.

Under his icy eyes, he could see the waves and clouds clearly.

Lang Fanyun’s figure is extraordinarily majestic, his face is rough and heroic, his face is ugly, a pair of yellow eyes seem to be awake and drunk, his hair and fingers are slenderer than ordinary people, his hands are at least two to four inches longer than ordinary people, but It’s a natural fit for swords.

While He Heng was looking at Langfanyun, Langfanyun looked at He Heng and asked directly: “I don’t know who is the master of the driver, why is it that I came here late at night to lead Langmou?”

Lang Fanyun’s voice was loud and deep, but with three-point dignity. At this moment, his right hand holding the sword tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and cold sweat came out of the palm of his hand.

This is an unprecedented situation since his mastery in kendo and a glimpse of heaven and man.

Just because the pressure brought by the person in front of him is too great. Although He Heng did not show the slightest coercion, like an ordinary person, in the eyes of Lang Fanyun, it was unprecedentedly terrifying.

Under the envelope of his spiritual sense, the person in front of him seemed to be independent of the world, forming a whole world on its own.

This was a realm that he couldn’t imagine. Even if he was not for the natural mentorship himself, but also above the Dongting Lake, he would have unparalleled insights into the bits and pieces here, otherwise he would not be able to see the horror of the other party.

Compared with this person, Pang Ban is simply weak.

He Heng seemed to see the nervousness of Lang Fanyun, and a smile appeared at the corner of He Heng’s mouth. The smile seemed to be gentle in the spring breeze, gently brushing against Lang Fanyun’s heart, making his nervous and solemn mood disappear instantly.

But this added to Lang Fanyun’s jealousy of He Heng, and he could easily shake his inner emotions. This martial arts realm is simply not mortal imaginable.

Who is this? The waves turned over the clouds and kept thinking.

At this time, He Heng said indifferently: “Poor Dao Zhang Sanfeng, here tonight to meet the world’s number one swordsman.”

“It turns out that Wudang Zhang is in person, and Lang Mou is disrespectful.” Lang Fanyun suddenly realized that, indeed, only Wudang Mountain, an unprecedented martial arts master, can surpass the magician Pangban and give him such a transcendence. The terrible pressure of the world.

However, is he really only to see him? Lang Fanyun thought, and said with a slight humility: “Zhang Zhenren is face to face, and Lang must not say anything about swordsmanship. In front of you, all martial arts practitioners in the world are nothing but young.”

He Heng smiled and walked in front of Lang Fanyun and said, “You don’t have to be humble and count the swordsmen in the world. Yours is indeed the number one deserved. There is no doubt about this.”

After a pause, He Heng said again: “I heard that Young Friend Lang taught naturally and realized the sword of heaven and man in the Dongting Lake. Today, it is true. Your spirit and spirit have been integrated into your sword. And your sword is integrated into this Dongting Lake, uninterrupted, and has reached the stage of great swordsmanship, enough to compete with Pang Ban.”

“In front of the real person, I am afraid that the achievements of Pang Ban and I are just not worth mentioning!” Lang Fanyun smiled bitterly, then waved his hand, and asked: “I heard that the real person has seen Pang Ban a long time ago. Who gets up and who gets down with him.”

He Heng smiled and turned his head and said, “When will Lang Fanyun become so competitive and want to compare with Pang Bam?”

Lang Fanyun smiled and said: “I’m just about to fight him. I just want to hear your opinion from the real person.”

He Heng looked at him and said lightly: “You and Pang Ban are taking two paths. It’s really hard to compare, but your battle with him is a win-win situation. The night of August 15 will be a win-win situation. When you are the most dazzling, it is like when a jar of wine that has been brewing for dozens of years is opened, the taste is the purest, the fragrance is overflowing, and the heart and lungs are refreshing.”

Lang Fanyun looked up at the sky, and smiled bitterly: “I, a drunkard, just borrowed the words of a real man.”

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He Heng did not choose to fight against Langfanyun, because at his point, the current Langfanyun could no longer be his opponent. The so-called rain-covering sword technique was the first time he saw Langfanyun. Understand roughly.

That is indeed a kind of peerless swordsmanship that is natural and condenses personal emotions to the extreme, but it is nothing more than that.

After all, the path of this swordsmanship is different from that of He Heng, and it is nothing more than the level of the unity of nature and man. With He Heng’s vision today, it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the level of the womb that jumps out of the world. of. Langfanyun may have the potential to go further, but that is also the future.

He Heng stood on an island in Dongting Lake and looked into the distance coldly as he watched the boat sailing into the distance.

The night of August 15 is finally coming.

He Heng looked across time and space, “seeing” there.

Langfanyun and Pangban stood on the head of the island, and under the gaze of countless lights, the two smiled similarly.

After a while, Pang Ban worked hard to stop the laughter, shook his head and sighed: “Pang can’t wait to wait.”

The rain-covering sword was thrown for a long time, and the soul advanced into the realm of still water and non-wave.

At the same time, Pang Ban’s face became extremely cold, changing from a kneeling posture to a standing posture, and then slowly rising again, completely violating natural routines.

The distance between the two of them was ten feet away, and it was dry and dry, and there was no trace of rain.

The rain-covering sword turned into a group of silver-white dots reflecting the electric light of the sky, and the meteor drew across the void like a moon chasing the moon, following an arc that encompassed the heaven and earth, and cast it towards Pangban.

With his body that violated common sense, Pang Ban jumped up from the edge of the cliff, slammed his fist out, and blasted on the gleaming ball of light made up of silver dots.

The ball of light exploded, turning into a sword rain like a tide hall, wave after wave to the giant spot rushing violently.

Pang Ban let out a long roar, soaring up into the sky, and then he came to the void outside the cliff. He churned, his feet were a hundred meters away from the dangerous vortex reef below. Even if he had an incorruptible body, he would fall. It’s torn apart.

The sword rain converged, and the majestic tiger’s body appeared like a flying eagle rushing off the cliff, and the rain-covered sword reappeared like a glowing glow in the sky, watching Pangban attack. , Ignore the terrible height of being in a terrible height.

The two of them jumped into the dragon and flew together. They exchanged more than a hundred blows in the air in an instant, but no one fell for half a point.

No matter how the Rain Covering Sword changes, Pang Ban’s fist can always hit the tip of the sword; similarly, no matter how fast the fist is, the Rain Covering Sword can also intercept it in time.

The essence of heaven and earth, endlessly flowing through the Dao body transformed by the demon seed through the Pangban, circulates between the two meridians in fist and sword strikes endlessly, reaching an absolute balance and fixing them in the void.

As long as one of them misses and can’t stop the opponent’s fist or sword, the person who is hit will of course break and die immediately, and the victor will also fall off the cliff and die tragically on the reef.

The two of them fought more and more slowly, and it seemed that time suddenly became lazy and tired.

The sky is full of roaring sounds, lightning strikes, bright and extinguished, and the power is terrifying.

When it was too slow, the two of them tried their best at the same time, doing all they could, and attacking the final punch and sword.

Fu Yujian shot away at an angle before returning, and slashed the wide spot’s right waist horizontally.

Pang Ban’s fist rushed out of his arms and took the throat of the waves and clouds.

In an instant, they all realized that if the situation continues to develop, they will only end up with the same end.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled knowingly at the same time.

Mind fusion is perfect, more speculative than any confidant.

“Chang!”

The rain-covered sword returned to its sheath.

Pang Ban fist turned into a palm and clenched tightly with Lang Fanyun’s slowly stretched hand.

When their palms touched, they felt the existence of He Heng and Yingyuan at the same time.

He Heng also felt them, and until this moment, Lang Fanyun two people really understood He Heng’s power.

Feeling that his whole spirit, intelligence, and experience are not blocked by time and space, under the infinite darkness, He Heng’s spiritual will is like a huge fire, hot and bright.

With a faint sigh, thousands of electric lights slammed down and stabbed in the palm of the hand that the two of them held firmly to represent life and death.

It exploded a huge ball of electric light that was visible from far and near, shattered the void, and was so strong that people couldn’t open one’s eyes.

When large patches of clouds, rain and thunder and lightning moved to the sky above Lanjiang Island, leaving the full moon without a trace, and the heavens and the earth faded away, the Eastern Skyline revealed a bright moon overhanging, golden light of the night sky and lake due to the movement of dark clouds, and the moonlight could not stop towards Lanjiang Island. The direction expands.

Pang Bian’s face was peaceful, his magical eyes fixed on Jin Bingyun, who was so tender and pitiful, standing on another small boat with an umbrella.

The distance between the two boats could not be shortened.

Jin Bingyun’s clothes fluttered in the wind, as if he wanted to take the wind away, waiting for the small boat that Pang Ban was approaching.

The small boats approached slowly, and when the boats met and were in pairs, the magician who had shaken the world for 60 years, humblely and sincerely knelt down on one knee beside Jin Bingyun, raised his head, watching with infinite affection. Under the umbrella, Jin Bingyun’s peaceful, beautiful and peerless appearance.

The eyes of the two were entangled for a long time, and there was a heart-to-heart smile on their faces at the same time.

In the concentration of everyone holding their breaths, Pang Ban probed his arms and took out the pair of double-butterfly embroidered cloth shoes that he had been inseparable in the past year.

Jin Bingyun lifted his right foot softly, his beautiful eyes shot sea-like tenderness, deep into the panda’s strange eyes.

A childlike smile escaped from the corner of Pangban’s mouth. He gently and carefully held her white and crystal barefoot with one hand, first bowed his head and kissed, and then carefully put on her shoes.

Although wind and rain are so unwilling to compromise, the lake is still turbulent, but the two abandoned boats are always stable and comfortable, and are not affected by the harsh environment at all.

All eyes were focused on the two of them, no one made any noises, only the rushing waves hitting the hull and the howling of wind and rain.

Wen Tianni, who was paving the boat for Jin Bingyun, had strange eyes and focused on the face of the giant spot.

Pang Ban seemed to be totally unaware of the presence of outsiders. He put his mind on the beautiful woman who was tortured for him. After kissing her other foot, he put on the remaining butterfly-patterned shoes tenderly and tenderly for her.

The men and women touched their gazes again, and at the same time, they felt in, and exchanged an incomparably moving smile.

Up to this moment, the two have not said a word.

The silence speaks.

When Jin Bingyun stepped back on the boat with her beautiful feet in cloth shoes, she slowly handed her jade hand to Pangban and pressed it on his broad shoulders.

Pang Ban got up, leaned into his sleeve, and when he pulled it out, there was an extra letter in his hand.

The two boats separated suddenly.

Pang Ban’s boat should have sailed to the huge boat Fang Yeyu was waiting for his triumphant return, but the direction he took was that there were no boats, only the boundless lake with wind and rain.

A group of electric lights burst out at Pang Banli’s body.

The world is white.

Everyone was caught off guard, they couldn’t stand the dazzling light, and they turned their eyes blind for a while.

The strong light was dazzling, but the violent cruelty still made people unable to see everything clearly.

The foreground image of the eye gradually becomes clearer.

Amidst the trembling and stunned eyes of everyone, Pangban disappeared without a trace, leaving a lone boat floating on the lake.

Suddenly, the front of the eyes brightened again, and the edge of the dark cloud moved horizontally to the middle of the sky, showing the boundary line between cloudy and sunny.

Under the moonlight.

The world here is full of golden light.

Pangban has disappeared.

Only He Heng could clearly see that at the moment when the electric light flashed, the figure of Pangban passed through a layer of void cracks and entered a giant door.

The moon was shrouded, and the waves and clouds stood on the top of a mountain. He suddenly looked up at the sky, with a soft expression, but his eyes crossed the endless time and space, and he glanced at He Heng.

He smiled softly, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

He Heng frowned, very puzzled.

“Why shattered the void at about the same moment, but Langfanyun and Pangban left two worlds?”

This may involve the deep-seated mystery of the heavens and myriad worlds, which He Heng could not understand for the time being.

But He Heng believes that he will understand one day.

Amid the laughter, He Heng’s figure went away.

After the rush of time, another hundred years have passed.

Standing on the top of Wudang Mountain, He Heng’s figure stood tall. He walked through the clouds. There was nothingness in front of him, and then the nothingness burst apart again, and a huge portal appeared in the darkness.

He walked gently into the door, and never appeared again.

For more than two hundred years, he wandered around this world, footprints everywhere, leaving endless legends.

The Wudang Sect founded by him is immortal in this world.

Ming Yingzong bestowed the title “Tongwei Xianhua Zhenren”; Ming Xianzong’s special title was “Taoguang Shangzhi Zhenxian”; Ming Shizong bestowed him as “Qing Xu Yuan Miao Zhenjun”.

He is the land immortal god in the eyes of the world, and he is the great master in the hearts of Jianghu people.

He is Zhang Sanfeng.

But this is just a fragment of Heng’s life.

His future is unlimited!