Heavenly Martial Arts - 78. Chapter 78

“Young man, do you really want this?” Li Xunhuan couldn’t bear to look at He Heng and said, “You still have time to look back now.”

“Li Xunhuan, you are still worried about me now that you can’t protect yourself, it’s ridiculous.” He Heng sneered and said coldly: “You only have one chance to get a knife. If you miss this one, you will definitely die. It’s better to give your last words now… …”

He Heng looked at Li Xunhuan coldly with his hand. He was originally full of vitality and infinitely complete. At this moment, his whole body was exposed to hollow flaws, but it made people unable to start.

Li Xunhuan coughed a few times, his right hand was trembling constantly, looking at the bright moon, and then looking at the emperor who had been far away from here, he let out a long sigh.

He looked at He Heng’s whole body tightly, not knowing what he was reminiscing, a ray of brilliance appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly, all the dead gray and turbidity faded from his eyes, leaving only a touch of brilliance. His life like a candle in the wind, now also becomes brilliant, his whole body is burning, and I don’t know if it is a return to light.

At this moment, his whole person seemed to be integrated into the ordinary flying knife in his hand. All the spirit, belief, and thinking were poured into it, making the knife seem alive and with life.

In He Heng’s perception, Li Xunhuan’s almost exhausted life light suddenly disappeared at this moment, replaced by a brilliant flying knife.

He has integrated everything about his whole person into this knife, including his life.

One cut, life and death!

Suddenly, the flying knife flew out.

There is no way to describe the speed of this knife in words, and it is impossible to imagine the brilliance of this knife. Its light has surpassed words and cut through life and death.

In He Heng’s eyes, there was only a stream of light passing by, flying out of the sky, and his chest chilled sharply.

He Heng raised his arms. At this moment, the bright moon was hanging high, the moonlight shrouded on the ground, and a ray of bright light just fell in He Heng’s arms.

He slammed into the empty moonlight, surging with energy, as if being squeezed.

After the dazzling blade light came to He Heng’s body in an instant, it was hindered by this violent wave of air.

It was easy at first, and the knife light smoothly approached He Heng’s chest.

But when He Heng was three inches in front of his chest, the flying knife was squeezed violently, buzzing and trembling, struggling to move forward.

However, the flying knife was still advancing.

One inch…two inches…two and a half inches!

The flying knife can enter He Heng’s chest only the last half an inch. He Heng can even feel that a forcing chill is invading his chest, destroying his muscles and meridians.

He suddenly let out a low growl, the veins and veins bulging on his face, his complexion flushed.

At this moment, there was only a bright blade of light in his eyes.

The light is so deep, so dazzling.

That is a knife between life and death.

His arms suddenly exerted force, and his true energy was surging, rolling the light of the knife, and colliding with it.

The flying knife is like a boat traveling against the current, striving to move forward on the river.

It is only one point away from the chest.

Boom!

At that last moment, the flying knife that carried all of Li Xunhuan’s life and beliefs finally couldn’t bear the huge squeeze, broke into pieces, and fell to the ground.

A knife mark was clearly visible on He Heng’s chest, glowing red.

Having just said so much, in fact, what happened was all in a flash. Under Li Xunhuan’s knife, he entered He Heng’s chest only the last bit, and the strong blade had already left its traces there.

However, it still failed to actually enter it after all, and at the last moment, it broke apart.

That trace is the distance between life and death, not only the life and death of He Heng, but also the life and death of Li Xunhuan.

This knife originally brought together Li Xunhuan’s last spirit, and it was the strongest knife in his life that he had come back to light. Its collapse also destined the end of Li Xunhuan’s life.

Without He Heng’s hands, Li Xunhuan had already fallen.

Xiao Li’s flying knives are so loud, Chu Liuxiang is nowhere to be seen!

These two sentences were turned into reality in He Heng’s hands.

He Heng glanced at Li Xunhuan again, sighed faintly, and suddenly looked at the emperor who was watching from a distance, still in a daze.

He Heng smiled coldly, leaping up to ten feet, with a deep chill in his eyes, and the palm of the wind whizzed towards the emperor.

“Come here, help, help!” The emperor, who had been calm and restless, finally panicked and hurried out.

He originally thought that Li Xunhuan made a single shot and there was no mistake at all, so he didn’t leave too far and watched here.

Moreover, the fight between He Heng and Li Xunhuan was actually completed in an instant. From the time Li Xunhuan appeared to the time he issued the knife, the total amount would not exceed twenty breaths, and the emperor himself did not have much time to stay away from here.

What’s more, he didn’t intend to run too far. He is the emperor of a country, he pays attention to majesty, so naturally he can’t run away. He wants to watch this group of anti-thief get Fa-rectified.

His sixty thousand forbidden army is not far from here, and it only takes dozens of breaths to hear the news. However, he did not expect that He Heng would solve Li Xunhuan in a short time, but now he is passive.

“Die!” He Heng snorted coldly. At this moment, he was only three feet away from the emperor.

He stretched out his hands and slammed behind the emperor, his palms raging and hunting noises.

“Hey, stop the little thief, Yunzheng is here!” Just when He Heng’s palms were only one foot away from the emperor, a loud shout rang out, and Yunzheng had already heard the news and appeared in front of the emperor. With a palm, he collided fiercely with He Heng.

“Huh, die!” He Heng’s voice was cold and merciless, and the palm of the wind whizzed towards Yun Zheng.

Peng!

“Puff!” The two palms were facing each other, and the skill gathered between Yun Zheng’s hastily was naturally not as good as He Heng’s concentrated palm. With a surge of force, he suddenly protruded a mouthful of blood.

He Heng ignored him, and moved his figure towards the emperor who had already left after taking the opportunity.

“Kid go away!” Without taking into account the injury, Yun Zheng directly raised his skill and violently chased He Heng.

However, although his light work is not bad, he is not the opponent of He Hengfei Xianyou. He can only look beyond the dust and watch him approach the emperor.

“Die!” He Heng’s eyes were extremely cold, he slashed out with a palm, chopped gold and broken stones, and whizzed past.

“Be careful, the emperor.” A figure flashed past, pushing the emperor away, and he reached the palm.

“Puff!” He Heng slapped the person with all his strength, his eyes widened, blood spit out suddenly, his right finger pointed at He Heng, after all, he could not say a word.

“Nephew Ji Xian!” Yun Zheng finally felt at this moment, looking at the figure who died under He Heng’s palm, it was extremely sad.

That was Chu Liuxiang’s friend Ji Bingyan, who came to take revenge this time, but died before leaving the school.

“Damn, I want you to die!” Yun Zheng roared and grabbed He Heng.

He Heng glanced at him obliquely, and said coldly: “Looking for death!” After speaking, his hands suddenly pushed, and the howling palm hit Yun Zheng.

Peng!

The fists and palms of the two were intertwined, and the invigorating vigor was violent, and a gust of vigor resounded through the void, rippling the air.

Sla!

He Heng’s five fingers made claws, like an eagle hook, and he tore a piece of clothing on Yun Zheng’s back all at once, bloodstained overflowing.

Peng!

The two bodies collided violently, and the terrifying force stirred the air, making a dull noise.

Yun Zheng only felt the qi and blood in his body tumbling, his internal organs were cracking, and a mouthful of blood flowed upstream and spewed out.

He Heng pushed him away and looked at the emperor who was fleeing frantically.

“Little thief, don’t think about it!” Yun Zheng saw He Heng’s thoughts and entangled him abruptly, not allowing him to leave.

He Heng had no choice but to turn around and fight again. It was just that Yun Zhengye was not a weak one. Although his martial arts were not as good as Tie Zhongtang, he could not win by three or two tricks.

At this time, many masters in the inner world have heard from him. Around the emperor, more and more forbidden troops are also rushing. It is extremely difficult to kill the emperor.

“Everyone, it is no longer possible to steal the sky and change the day, then kill the little emperor. Once he dies, the world will be in chaos. With our preparations, why can’t we make a great cause? Kill!!” Just when He Heng hesitated whether to give up this action, Qinglong The boss suddenly took Zhu Zao’s head and jumped ten feet, shouting in the air, killing the emperor.

“Guardian, escort!” Many people were clamoring in chaos.

“Dead!” The boss of Qinglong was extremely cold, suffocating over the hands wrapped in pitch-black gloves, and instantly killed more than ten masters.

He Heng, as well as Wu Ming, Yuan Suiyun, Gong Jiu and others who were still fighting hard, all looked at this and tried their best to solve their opponents and kill the emperor.

“Sun Moon New Heaven Method!” He Heng roared abruptly, his whole body turned red, and his true energy and blood were burning, fiercely.

At this time, the moonlight had faded, the sky and the earth were dark, He Heng was full of light, like a beast, dancing with three punches on the main road, crushing towards Yunzheng.

“Damn it!” Yun Zheng snarled. He had already suffered a serious injury, and he was not young anymore, and his physical strength was a bit unable to keep up. At this moment, facing He Heng’s fist like a violent storm, he was retreating steadily.

With this retreat, his aura was exhausted, and he was constantly crushed by He Heng, and he was in desperation.

He was hit by He Heng several hundred punches in a moment, and he kept backing away.

“Dead!” He Heng roared at last, running twelve percent of his skills, and punched Yun Zheng in the chest.

“Hey!” Yun Zheng spit out a mouthful of blood, his chest is already three inches deep at the moment, naturally there is no life left.

He Heng didn’t even look at him, turned and killed the emperor.