Heavenly Martial Arts - 258. Chapter 257 Sword Saint, Six Destructions Without Self

Searching the palace, Bai Suzhen stared at the sky, and for a while, her figure was a little lonely and bleak.

“What are you thinking?” He Heng suddenly approached and asked.

Bai Suzhen was taken aback. She saw He Heng and turned around and said, “Nothing, it’s just that the ideal of a hundred years of struggle is almost complete. I don’t know why, but I feel a little unreal.”

“A sense of unreality?” He Heng smiled, staring at the sky and said: “This is normal. Once a goal that has been persisted for many years is completed, it is inevitable that there is a sense of emptiness in my heart. Don’t think too much.”

“Well, I just have some bad feelings. I feel restless. It should be an illusion.” Bai Suzhen murmured.

He Heng looked at her, was silent for a moment, and then asked: “How about the task of dismantling the forces in various places?”

Speaking of this, Bai Suzhen frowned, and sighed: “Most of the forces are fine, knowing that the general situation cannot be violated, and they all cooperate with us. Even if there is a non-cooperation, they are not the opponents of my search for the temple. only……”

“Just what?”

Bai Suzhen said: “There is a force that is very stubborn and does not cooperate with us in life and death, but its strength is indeed strong. The several masters of my search for the temple are in its hands. I am preparing to go personally!”

“Oh, what force is it?” He Heng asked curiously.

Bai Suzhen said, “It’s a city with decades of history, an unparalleled city!”

“It turned out to be it!” A gleam of light flashed in He Heng’s eyes, and he said silently: “You don’t need to go there anymore, this time, I will go personally!”

“What?” Bai Suzhen was taken aback.

He Heng smiled and looked at her, and said lightly: “Wu Shuang City, this place, maybe there is something I want!”

Bai Suzhen looked at him and nodded.

…

In the original work of Fengyun, Wushuang City was established a hundred years ago in the era of Fengyun, and the time when God himself was born is two hundred years after Fengyun was born.

He Heng is now more than one hundred and forty years old, in other words, there are still fifty to sixty years away from the time of Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng.

“At this time, Dugu Sword Saint should have been born, and it should be his grandfather who holds Wushuang City without any regrets.” He Heng thought about a lot of information about Wushuang City.

Wushuang City was built by the descendants of Mrs. Wushuang, the original wife of Wu Sheng Guan Yu, a famous general in the Three Kingdoms period. There are two swords of Wushuang Yin and Yang, and an invincible trick of the world… Love in the Allure!

If it is in other worlds, He Heng will sneer at Guan Yu’s tricks that can be invincible in the world. After all, although Guan Yu is regarded as a famous general, he is not the strongest even in the Three Kingdoms era, whether it is Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, or Zhang Fei, Ma Chao and others are basically not inferior to him, and some are even better than him.

It’s just that Guan Yu in this world is different. He is the martial star among the three breaths of vitality that Nuwa vomited before his death, among the martial stars, the wind stars, and the clouds. The method is just like the Moko Boundless of Fengyun two people. His alluring love is said to be an invincible force from the future, but it is a magical move that can exceed the speed of light attack. With this move, he really did it back then. …A blow!

Then, because the destructive power produced by this trick was too great, he never used it for the rest of his life. Even if he was besieged by Wu Jun, he did not resort to it, and it ended in tragedy.

He Heng went for this trick this time. He wanted to know whether that trick could really surpass the speed of light and whether it was related to that Nuwa.

With tens of thousands of troops, He Heng approached Wushuang City with great momentum along the way, and the world was shocked.

When he arrived in Wushuang City slowly, the city lord had already made all kinds of arrangements, waiting for his arrival.

Before arriving in Wushuang City, He Heng’s figure suddenly flew into the air, looking down below.

“This seat is the supreme god. I will come to Er Wushuang City today and come out quickly to offer the city and surrender. I can sprinkle my glory on you and others, treat everyone equally, and give salvation to the people in the city!” He Heng is cold and cold. In an instant, the voice of Wushuang spread throughout Wushuang City, and many people were agitated.

Seeing this, Dugu Wushuang, the son of Dugu Wushuang, hurriedly shouted: “Are you untouchables going against it? What kind of shit god, before my Wushuang city, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kill the Buddha! Who of you dare to act rashly and kill Wuxia !”

“This…” Many people suddenly returned to calm with some horror.

“Huh, untouchable!” Dugu Wushuang sneered, and was glared at by his father Dugu Wushuang, dare not say anything more.

He Heng watched their actions and said coldly, “Are you not going to cooperate with me in searching the temple to rescue the people?”

With no regrets, Dugu clasped his fist and said: “The people in my Wushuang City are all happy and happy. You don’t need to bother you to redeem it. Please come back!”

“Please come back? This word is very strange to me!” He Heng smiled lightly, and suddenly raised his right palm, facing the one in front of Wushuang City with the word “Wusheng” written on it, three feet wide and five feet tall. Tie Zhu shoot!

boom!

Under one of its palms, the iron pillar was shattered, and the huge palm strength rushed to the Wushuang city wall behind, forcibly piercing a huge palm hole on it, but did not break the city wall. Down.

Looking at this scene without any regrets, Dugu was astonished, knowing that the iron pillar in front of Wushuang City had been there since ancient times, and the previous generations of Wushuang City Lords have not been able to do anything about it, but they were smashed by the palm of someone today.

This is not the most terrifying. With the power of He Heng’s palm, it was not a problem to tear down the city wall, but it only left a palm hole in the city wall. This terrible control power is simply incredible.

The lonely heart sank suddenly, but thinking of the legend about “Martial Sage” passed down from the ancestors of Wushuang City, he gritted his teeth, looked up at He Heng, and sternly said: “Your martial arts are indeed earth-shattering. It can be called the name of a god, but are you trying to persecute me Wushuang City by force?”

He Heng sneered in the face of the question of loneliness and no regrets: “There is no loneliness and no regrets. Now all people in China are equal, and the people and the nobles have the same system. You are the only one who resists the general trend and enslaves the people. It is really a heinous crime, this seat. What if you want to force you Wushuangcheng to submit today?”

“You…” Dugu had no regrets for a while, and was silent.

Looking at the situation, Dugu Wushuang immediately said angrily: “Father, if you talk nonsense with him, hit it. I’m afraid he won’t succeed in Wushuang City!”

“Shuang’er!” Dugu looked at his son with reprimanding eyes, but He Heng laughed: “I think what the Dugu Young City Lord said is very reasonable, hit it! Those who search the palace, listen to me Command, attack!”

“No!” Dugu was shocked and wanted to say something, but it was too late. Under He Heng’s order, tens of thousands of people searching for the palace gates and the rebels flocked to Wushuang City.

“Oh!” Dugu had no regrets, his face turned dark, and he sighed deeply. He knew that he had no retreat, and Wushuang City had no retreat.

“I just hope that Martial Saint is really as strong as those ancestors said, otherwise Wushuang City’s foundation will be destroyed by my hands!” Thinking of Dugu Wushuang without regrets, he led a whole army of Wushuang City and rushed towards the city. The head of the search temple gate and the rebels killed.

Seeing the two people fighting violently below, He Heng glanced coldly, and suddenly saw a special child in the crowd in Wushuang City.

Why is it special, because this person is not like a person at all, but more like…a sword!

He Heng’s “Way of Observing the Sky” was inherited from the true man of Tiansui, and it was a wonderful skill he had continuously refined over the years. After he entered the Taoist stage, the effect of this skill has also undergone earth-shaking changes. You can see not only the operation of the ventilators, but also the secrets of reincarnation, and you can vaguely see through a person’s past and present life, and even causal destiny.

Of course, the cost of doing this is also huge, and He Heng generally doesn’t use it, but today he used it especially for this child.

In a daze, he saw an old and lonely figure, lifting his sword to the sky in grief and angrily, walking to the end of his life, turning himself into a world-shaking…sword!

Even in reincarnation, it is impossible to erase his persistence and pursuit of the sword, just because that is his life and his death.

The whole world is full of dust. Go to the world, only ask for twenty-three!

“What a deep obsession, what a terrible sword!” He Heng sighed deeply, and in the phantom, he actually saw a piece of Shura Sword Prison, a sword from hell!

“That’s… Sword Twenty-Three? Mietianjiedi or Liumie Wuyou?” He Heng frowned. He was crying one day. Naturally, he had seen Liumie’s Secret Book a long time ago, but he couldn’t deduct it. Out of that sword of hell, even though he can clearly achieve it in the realm.

“Six annihilation without self, and six annihilation without self? Do you want to be truly without self?” He Heng shook his head, not thinking about this question. Swordsmanship is really troublesome, not as good as his fist.

“The pure-yang powerhouses in the Big Sky World, except for Jun Ruye, have never heard of anyone who relies on the sword, sword, gun, etc., but the problem is that they can’t beat Jun Ruye…”

“By the way, in the sword prison of the sword world, there seems to be the sword intent of Six Destruction Sword Twenty-Three, shouldn’t I take a moment to check it out? I should also be a sword master, I’m almost qualified to go in, just before untested.”

While thinking like this, He Heng averted his gaze from the Juggernaut who was still a child and looked at the battlefield below.

I saw the people from the search palace and Wushuang City fighting together. After all, Sou Shrine is strong, but this time only a few people were transferred, most of them are rebels of miscellaneous brand, and Wushuang City has the advantage of the home court and has a favorable geographical position.

The two sides fought fiercely for a long time, and the battle has been deadlocked. Seeing this scene, He Heng let out a sigh, gently lifted his left palm, and patted it down!