The other six people stood up directly.

The moment they got up, the Taishi chair they were sitting on was instantly shattered by the sword qi and turned into powder.

"You actually killed Senior Brother Lei!" Uncle Feng's face was extremely pale.

"Yes, kill it. Zhang Heng said lightly.

For Zhang Heng, killing is killing, and it is indeed just a trivial matter.

He had been in nine days for thousands of years, and it was the first time he had heard such a request from someone, so he naturally wanted to satisfy him.

However, for others, it looks extremely strange.

Uncle Lei, who just came out, has an extraordinary momentum, and is obviously the kind of powerful master, especially when he is holding the wooden box and the long sword is humming, it always gives people a feeling that he will launch a shocking blow in the next second, but he didn't even have a chance to make a move, so he died on the spot because of his provocative joke.

His fallen body, his face still solidified into a smile, at this moment, in the eyes of people, is undoubtedly the greatest mockery.

Huang Yun, who swallowed a few pills and stabilized his injuries, preparing to watch Uncle Lei kill in all directions, suddenly saw this scene, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the injuries that had been stabilized became serious again.

"Who the did I provoke!"

He burst into tears, feeling as if he had done something stupid.

"Hahaha, it's really interesting, how many years have it been, after someone killed someone from my Sword Sect, you are still so calm, boy, you are the first!" Uncle Yun stopped stroking his beard, he gently stroked the sword case, as if stroking a lover.

But in his eyes, there was an obvious killing intent.

Several people looked up, and the pupils in their eyes gradually changed, and they all seemed to change into the shape of a small sword.

"Sword Sect?" Zhang Heng looked at the crowd, then at the wooden box they were holding, and suddenly realized.

"What, scared?" someone asked gloomily.

"No, I'm just thinking, are you people shameless? What kind of cat and dog, dare to call yourself the Sword Sect. Zhang Heng shook his head and sighed: "You know swords?"

Hearing this, everyone's anger suddenly skyrocketed tenfold.

This made them even more angry than Zhang Heng defeating Huang Yun and killing Uncle Lei.

They are members of the Sword Sect, and they are sword cultivators known for their lethality, they love swords, love swords, practice swords, raise swords, and royal swords, and they are all on the sword, and now they are actually said to not understand the sword?

The people of the Sword Sect don't understand the sword, what a humiliation is this?

"The vertical son insulted me too much!" Uncle Yun slapped the sword box, and a long sword with a unique shape flew out directly.

He flew up in the air, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and slashed out directly!

The sword in his hand is not metal, but is made of a section of turtle shells, which looks simple and unpretentious, and there is no sharp edge, the turtle shell is ancient and mottled, and it is engraved with an unknown oracle bone inscription.

"Natal Sword?"

Zhang Heng looked at this sword with interest.

Sword cultivation is a very extreme cultivator, when it comes to lethality, sword cultivation is called the second, and almost no one dares to call it the first.

The reason for this is because of the natal sword.

Normal cultivators have Jin Dan, Yuan Ying, and Yuan Shen...... However, sword cultivation, nothing!

They cultivated on the sword with their lives, and they fused into one.

It is precisely because they have given their lives to the sword that they can unite the human sword and the lethality is amazing!

Therefore, they who have been extremely swordsmen all their lives and love swords, only felt so humiliated after hearing Zhang Heng say that they didn't understand swords.

Because their greatest faith, the proudest thing, is questioned!

"You know the Natal Sword, but you have some understanding of sword cultivation, I want to see how you can resist my Heavenly Sword!"

Uncle Yun was dressed in hunting, his beard fluttered in the wind, and his sword body flashed with a muddy light.

The oracle bone inscriptions on the tortoise shell flickered in turn, and the sword light suddenly expanded several times, and the arrogance was monstrous, almost forming a grinding disc, directly crushing over, trying to grind Zhang Heng into pieces!

"I said you don't understand swords, there's no problem. ”

The long sword in Zhang Heng's hand was raised, and he slashed out flatly.

He is also a sword user, but he is not a sword cultivator.

The Eternal Sword Venerable crisscrosses the nine heavens and ten earths, and his belief is always in himself, he firmly believes that his power is earth-shattering, and the long sword is just one of his means.

Sword cultivation goes to extremes, and entrusts his life to the sword, but he doesn't know that the sword is a dead thing, how can he entrust his feelings?

The love of the cultivator is too extravagant, in the past, Zhang Heng dominated the world, but he did not dare to show mercy, it is precisely because once there is love, there will be flaws, and now after coming to the earth, he began to make friends and established a reliable interpersonal relationship, on the one hand, because of his special circumstances, on the other hand, it is also very related to the peace and security of the earth, and there is no strong enemy.

Just over easy to break, almost every sword cultivator is the same.

A real strong man with a sword, no one has ever entrusted his life to a sword, at least Zhang Heng has never seen it.

Therefore, these people from the Sword Sect actually took a detour.

In addition, their understanding of the sword is too mediocre.

Zhang Heng's sword is unpretentious, and it is not worth it compared to the sword light of that day.

Click!

The grinding disc devoured the sword light, crushed and rotated, and it was about to crush this sword light.

However, one breath passes, two breaths passes...... A minute later, the sword light was still safe and sound, but the grinding disc sword momentum that looked amazing began to collapse!

This is common sense, no matter how huge the grinding disc is, if the beans cannot be ground for a long time, then it will be damaged.

Smack!

The grinding disc collapsed, Zhang Heng took three steps, one step at a time, endlessly, like a tide, directly submerging Uncle Yun.

"How is that possible!"

Uncle Yun didn't expect that his Heavenly Machine Sword would actually fall behind!

The sword power grinding disc he used was his specialty, and the will of heaven was like a grinding plate, annihilating the will of all beings, but it could not annihilate Zhang Heng's sword light, and after the stalemate, he actually collapsed!

His face was ugly, and he blocked it with a horizontal sword.

The first sword, snorting by itself, took three steps back.

The second sword, blood flowing from the corners of the mouth.

On the third sword, his pupils shrank to the size of a pinpoint, and he almost smelled death.

Fortunately, at this moment, Uncle Feng arrived and blocked a sword for him!

"Boy, you do have some skills!"

Uncle Feng stared at Zhang Heng with a look of amazement in his eyes.

He could see that Zhang Heng had not taken any anti-faceting pills, and he was in his early twenties.

At such a young age, he has this kind of ability, if he can join the Sword Sect, how bright will the future be?

He actually has a heart of love for talents.

"How about you joining the Sword Sect?" he began.

"What?" Zhang Heng was stunned.

"After joining the Sword Sect, you will directly become a true disciple, and within three years, I guarantee that you will be famous all over the world, and with your talent, you may even become a sword master!" Uncle Feng said temptingly.

"Uncle Feng, you can't do this!" Huang Yun couldn't accept this result, he was depressed to the extreme, and roared like crazy: "What about my revenge? Uncle Lei was killed by him, don't you want to control Dongzhou?"

"Senior Brother Lei was killed, his skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to say, as for Dongzhou, he is more popular than you, more powerful, and more skillful, so naturally it is not a problem. Uncle Feng Shi paused, pointed at Huang Yun and said, "If you are dissatisfied with him, I will kill him now." ”

What he said was definitely not a joke.

When Huang Yun heard this, he was terrified to the extreme, he knew that Uncle Feng seemed to be a fairy wind bone, but in fact he was ruthless, as long as Zhang Heng nodded, he would definitely do it!

"I really ate lard and blinded my heart, I actually have the company of such a person!"

At this moment, Huang Yun felt extremely remorseful in his heart.

There are some things that are precious only when they are lost.

Think about it at the beginning, on Wusheng Mountain, he is the star of tomorrow, the future saint, the old martial saint taught him earnestly, just like a father, Cai Yanzhi worships him, treats him as an elder brother, and the juniors and disciples are proud of him...... But he ruined all this with his own hands.

Thinking of this, an indescribable heartache made him collapse to the ground, his eyes dead and silent, like dead wood.

"You want to accept me as a disciple of the Sword Sect?" Zhang Heng only felt that he had heard a big joke, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of disdain.

"The so-called Sword Sect, if it only has these means, then let alone accept me as a disciple, and even have the qualifications to face me!"

"Arrogance!" Uncle Feng was angry and said coldly: "I'm just a love for talent, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Since you are looking for death, then I will send you to Hades today!"

He had already seen that Zhang Heng's cultivation was just in the early stage of foundation building.

He is in the middle stage of foundation building, and there are five junior disciples in the early stage of foundation building, how can he be afraid of Zhang Heng?