Heavenly Martial Arts - 64. Chapter 64

He Heng faintly swept a few people who were taken, an old man, and an old woman.

“Grandpa, grandma?” Qing Qing cried frantically when she saw these three people.

“Qingqing!” The old woman looked at Qingqing with a little kindness in her eyes, “Don’t be afraid, don’t cry, the person I teach can only shed one tear in her life. You have already saved it once for your husband.”

Qingqing Muran nodded, with a sorrow in his eyes. Ding Peng, who was already somewhat mad, showed guilt and tenderness in his eyes, and gently hugged her.

At this time, the old man suddenly opened his muddy eyes, revealing a cold light, and looked at He Heng, but he did not panic: “Your Excellency is the original poster of Tsing Yi. I didn’t expect that this martial arts forest is always mysterious and is known as a banter. The longevity sword Bai Yujing is actually the owner of the infamous 108th floor in Tsing Yi, so you can’t look good!”

After the battle just now, he naturally knew where He Heng’s subordinates came from, and with the intelligence of the Demon Cult, even if he had been away from the world for many years, he would not fail to know the identity of He Heng. When He Heng did not hide his identity, the demon cult leader would naturally recognize him at a glance.

He Heng smiled coldly, ignoring the sarcasm in his words, looking down at each other, and said indifferently: “Who would have thought that the cholera martial arts, the demon leader who swept the world, now actually incarnates this ridiculous’fox’. Hiding in this remote valley. Once you were able to fight Xie Xiaofeng, can you still afford a knife?”

He Heng’s cold words caused the old man’s hands to tremble sharply, and he was silent for a while. He looked at He Heng indifferently, and sighed: “Yes, I am old! If I was in those days, how could I be indifferent to you? Hold it now, but now it’s no longer possible. The rivers and lakes are no longer in my era.”

The old man’s eyes were blurred and sighed, and a little dead gray appeared in his deep eyes. Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, a desolate energy was flooding.

He Heng couldn’t help but sigh. This is the sorrow of mortals. No matter how beautiful you are, the power is overwhelming the world, or the world is invincible, when you arrive, you will be nothing but a pile of yellow sky. How small is the human body?

That’s why he asked for detachment. Only detaching from the shackles of this world and breaking the limits of life can there be endless years for him to pursue a broader path.

Life is boundless, and the road is boundless!

Seeking an endless road with a poor life is a lonely and desolate road. At the end of the road, you will find that only yourself is left.

“I don’t understand. My Demon Cult and you, Tsing Yi Tower, have always kept the water in the well. Why did you come here to deal with me this time?” The old man’s cloudy eyes suddenly filled with a hint of brightness under the endless ashes, looking at He Heng with some doubts. .

He Heng walked up to him and said faintly: “We naturally have no hatred. We are just a mess. Do we still need a reason to kill? The reason is nothing more than a benefit.”

“Benefits? Haha…” The old man laughed, crying in his smile, looked at He Heng deeply, and said madly: “Yes, yes, I haven’t been in the arena for too long, and I forgot about it. Cruel, big fish always eat small fish, and the strong respects the strong. You don’t need any reason to destroy my Demon Cult, as long as the benefit is enough.”

“It’s okay if you understand. You used to be considered a generation of heroes. I only let you understand this time.” He Heng looked at the old man coldly, his tone indifferent.

At this time, the old man asked again: “I wonder if there is anything in my demon cult that can make you tempted?”

He Heng said indifferently: “Magic education is the supreme uniqueness, the wishful heavenly demon, the serial eight styles, and the heaven and earth cross the yin and yang great compassion.”

The old man’s eyes narrowed fiercely, and he looked at He Heng, and said, “It turns out that you are doing these two martial arts, and that’s right, people in the world, who don’t covet magical secrets, but I didn’t expect you to be a martial artist like you. I would like to teach the genius.”

“The stones of other mountains can be used for jade.” He Heng glanced at the old man and said: “From your realm, you should understand that if you want to go further, you must gather the strengths of hundreds of families. Only when the Fa is returned can I leap to the top of the peak again. For this, I can do anything.”

“Indeed, I understand.” The old man nodded. Although he has lost his youthful mood and his combat power is not as good as before, his understanding of martial arts has not regressed, and he naturally understands He Heng’s thoughts and realm.

Immediately, his conversation turned, and his eyes stared at He Heng: “Do you think I will hand over the supreme magical skills I taught to you? Even if I die, I won’t succumb.”

He Heng sneered: “Of course I know you are not afraid of death, but have you thought about it for other people?”

With that said, He Heng looked at the old woman and the big man indifferently, and then looked at Qingqing and Ding Peng.

He smiled and said, “As long as you tell those two martial arts, I will let them go. You should know that I didn’t lie?”

There was some hesitation in the old man’s eyes. Although he didn’t care about his own life and death, he had to care about others.

He understands that his wife and men are willing to die for him, but he does not want to watch his granddaughter die so young.

The inheritance of the magic sect cannot be cut off by himself.

Ding Peng is very optimistic about this young man. With him, the Demon Sect will definitely continue to prosper, and he can’t let him die here.

Just when the old man hesitated, the big man who was captured by a few people in Tsing Yi suddenly let out a low growl, frantically breaking free from the restraints, and shouting: “Old master, don’t be threatened by him because of us, don’t.”

The old man’s complexion condensed, and when he had to say something, He Hengmeng stood up and appeared beside the big man, and he drew coldly, “Noisy!”

Moan!

The longevity sword scrolled, and a brilliant sword light was extremely life-threatening. In an instant, he had already passed through the big man’s throat, and he fell silently.

“Bronze Camel!” The old man roared in grief and tears. He was betrayed by his subordinates. Among the four elders, as long as Bronze Camel is loyal to him, he will never leave him, but he does not want to be today…

“Uncle Tong.” Qingqing also roared over there, being dragged by the same sad Ding Peng.

He Heng took back the sword in his hand, looked at the old man with extremely cold eyes, and said, “If you don’t make a decision, I will kill them all. You know, I decided to do what I said.”

Everyone looked at the old man and the sword in He Heng’s hand.

The next moment, the old man sighed with grief, looked at He Heng with complicated eyes, and said, “You know, I have no choice.”

“Very well, those who know the current affairs are handsome.” He Heng smiled, winked, and suddenly a few people in Tsing Yi put the old woman next to the old man.

He Heng looked at the old man and said, “My words always count. As long as you tell me all the mysteries of those two martial arts, I guarantee that they can all get out of here.”

“Okay, I’ll tell you.” The old man nodded silently, and then softly said to He Heng a large number of formulas and methods, telling the secret of the magic knife technique and the yin and yang great compassion of heaven and earth without missing a word. .

He Heng listened to it and remembered it, and then he understood it secretly, and then looked at the old man after he was sure that it was correct.

“Yes, you didn’t lie to me, I will keep my promise.” He Heng’s tone paused and suddenly became cold: “Now I can send you on the road.”

“Come on!” The old man closed his eyes sadly.

The longevity sword was out of its sheath, the brilliant sword light was shining, tearing open the long night, the sword aura suddenly spit out.

“puff……”

The old man suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was blocked by an old figure in front of him. This was his wife, the old woman.

“Why are you? It’s useless, why should you sacrifice yourself…” The old man grasped her old hands tightly, his eyes filled with grief.

A smile called happiness filled the corner of the old woman’s mouth. She looked at the old man and didn’t say a word.

But the old man understood what she meant, and after decades of ups and downs, she was still with him in the end.

“While Huang Tu Baye talked and laughed, I couldn’t win a life drunk.” The old man suddenly laughed wildly, looking at his elderly wife in his arms, his eyes filled with tenderness: “I’m here to accompany you.”

Moan!

The longevity sword swept across again, splashing a bloody flower on the old man’s chest.

“Grandpa, grandma!” Qingqing wailed in Ding Peng’s arms.

Ding Peng also forgot the deception Qingqing and the others had deceived him at this moment, staring at He Heng with hatred, his eyes full of grief.

In any case, Qingqing and the others were always good to him. When he was most desperate, they gave him hope, and their deception did not hurt themselves. And this person ruined everything here!

Ding Peng looked sadly at the three corpses lying on the ground, and then at the pavilion that had been burned to ashes, hatred and anger filled his eyes.

He Heng also saw him and smiled coldly.

For Ding Peng, he is still relatively optimistic. In the original work of Full Moon Scimitar, it only took him a few years to reach the same level as Xie Xiaofeng. This is indeed a natural talent.

So he plans to let him go today, because Ding Peng is one of the few people in this world who can fight him in the next few years, so he can’t just be wasted.

Invincible is the most lonely. He Heng understands this. Now he can’t control the urge to return to the big world immediately, because there are endless powerhouses waiting for him to fight, unlike here, where opponents are hard to find. .

Looking at Ding Peng casually, he motioned to dozens of people in Tsing Yi to leave here.

Ding Peng looked at his back, clenched his fists fiercely, his eyes filled with hatred.

Love and hatred are the most powerful forces that can inspire human potential, so He Heng must inspire Ding Peng’s hatred, so that he can grow quickly and fight him!

This may be a bit deadly, just like some villain boos deliberately cultivated enemies, and then successfully counterattacked, but He Heng really wants a strong enough opponent! If Ding Peng can really beat him, he will be given his life a big deal, anyway, this is not his true body.

Dawn has broken in the east, dawn has arrived, a round of sunrise is rising, and the dawn has dissipated the long night.