Tiancong Cloud Sword, one of the three major artifacts of Dongying.

In the myths and legends of Dongying, there was a big snake with eight qi, extremely fierce, causing chaos everywhere, and later a warrior killed it and took its tailbone, which is the Tiancong Cloud Sword.

"Natural Spirit Weapon!"

Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, he didn't look closely, but now he found that this Tiancong Cloud Sword turned out to be a natural spiritual weapon.

The so-called natural spiritual weapon refers to the innate formation, created by heaven and earth.

For example, the sword in the stone in the Chinese legend is long in the stone, and the sword can only be obtained after the stone is broken.

This kind of innate sword does not require any refining, and it has a unique power in itself.

It's just that compared to the Sword in the Stone, the Tiancong Cloud Sword is more than a step worse.

The sword in the stone is born and raised, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, it is an innate divine weapon, while the Tiancong Cloud Sword is the bone of the demon beast, but it is its essence, and there is no way to compare it with the power of heaven and earth.

Many years have passed, and the demonic energy in the Tiancong Cloud Sword has not yet dissipated, and when the sword moves, the ghosts are heavy, and the demonic aura is soaring to the sky.

Mitsui Kazuki held a long sword in his hand and stabbed Zhang Heng with a volley.

The demonic sword light pierced the sky, and then all of them were condensed into the sword body, Mitsui and Wood Essence and Spirit were three in one, and then the human sword was one, stabbing out a perfect sword.

Judging from this sword move alone, even Zhang Heng couldn't find anything wrong.

But it's a pity that a sword move is a sword move, and swordsmanship is just a swordsmanship, and it itself is too restrictive.

The swordsmanship is to the extreme, but it is just more powerful, but it is impossible to cause trouble to Zhang Heng.

Mitsui Kazuki's own strength is a little weak.

Zhang Heng took a step forward, pointed to the sword, and collided with it.

The fingers collided with the sword body, and there was no sign of falling downwind, but it was easy to play and flick lightly on the sword.

Bite!

The crisp sound came out, which was extremely pleasant, but to the ears of Mitsui Kazuki, it was a deep shame.

"Go!" The others walked with the sword, and the sword light was like a match, and it rolled directly towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng's divine thoughts were released, observing the sword moves, anticipating the enemy first, and directly responding with a pair of fleshy palms, either slapping, or playing, or tapping, to dissolve them one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought hundreds of rounds.

"Uncle has the upper hand!" Junko Mitsui said happily with a smile.

She is a layman, she can't see too much, and with the naked eye, she sees Mitsui Kazuki constantly attacking, and Zhang Heng is just defending, so she thinks Mitsui Kazuki has the upper hand.

"Junko-sama, that's not the case. Master Nakamura said: "The battle situation is still very stalemate, although the Great Sword Master has been attacking, but Zhang Sang's hands are tightly closed, without the slightest hint of fatigue, the specific direction of the battle situation, it is still a little difficult to say." ”

When he said this, his brow furrowed because he was not telling the truth.

He was afraid that if he told the truth, he would scare Junko Mitsui, or rather, he himself would not dare to believe this amazing fact.

You must know that up to now, Zhang Heng has not yet made a sword.

With just a pair of fleshy palms, he can fight on an equal footing with the Great Sword Master, once he moves the sword, what should he do?

Faintly, he suddenly believed what Zhang Heng said before, maybe he was really sure of winning and disdained to make a move.

This speculation scared him a lot, Mitsui Kazuki is his idol, the strongest swordsman in Dongying, and the spiritual guide of all swordsmen, could it be said that he is also going to lose to this young man in China?

Perhaps Mitsui Kazuki also noticed this, and a deep chill flowed from his eyes, but it was the energy in his body that exploded and swept directly towards the sky!

The rain in the sky, falling more and more, already had a pouring momentum, but it was directly dispersed by this momentum.

In the rain curtain, the sword light was like a dragon, and the bright sword light suddenly approached.

"Your swordsmanship has reached its peak, but in terms of swordsmanship, maybe I am indeed inferior to you, but unfortunately, in essence, we are too far behind. Zhang Heng shook his head.

Dongying Kendo, you can't say that he is not powerful.

It is even said that under the same circumstances, it is more difficult for Chinese warriors to fight against them.

Because Toei Kendo has the spirit of bushido that they have passed down from generation to generation, each sword carries an indomitable momentum and is very lethal.

In addition, their strict requirements for swordsmanship have reached the point where it makes people's scalps tingle, and every move is like a ruler that has been measured, precise and powerful.

It's a pity that Zhang Heng is a cultivator, and the Huaxia martial artist pursues the explosion of internal force and the impact of ideas, and may be able to give him a certain threat, but Dongying Kendo, in his opinion, has taken a side road, although it is powerful, but it itself is too restrictive, and in essence, it is crushed by him.

Therefore, he can only be said to be more and more comfortable in coping with it.

In the face of this amazing sword, Zhang Heng did not show any emotion, he took half a step back and smashed it out with a punch!

has fought with martial artists many times, Zhang Heng also knows more or less about Chinese martial arts, and his punch is the Japanese word collapse fist in Xingyi boxing!

A punch came out, the speed was extremely fast, almost beyond the speed of sound, the void shook, and the rain falling from the sky was swept away by the fist intent of this punch, with an indomitable momentum, towards Mitsui Kazuki.

This is the difference in the realm, Xingyi Fist is an ordinary boxing method, but in Zhang Heng's hands, it bursts out with amazing strength.

If it were someone else, his face would have changed a long time ago, but Mitsui Kazuki only shrank his pupils slightly.

He had a sword in his hand, fearless.

This sword, which is naturally made of demon beast bones, has undergone amazing changes in his hand, and within a second, the sword moves have changed dozens of times, either stabbing, picking, wiping, or entwining...... This series of changes is as coherent as flowing water, and like an antelope hanging its horns, it is unpredictable, and it is like peeling off the cocoon, even eliminating and beating, unloading most of the power in Zhang Heng's punch.

In the end, all the changes were one, and Mitsui Kazuki even launched a counterattack, stabbing directly at Zhang Heng's eyebrows.

"Huh?" Zhang Heng was somewhat surprised, he knew that Mitsui Kazuki's swordsmanship was amazing, but he didn't expect that there would be such a change.

This really surprised him, and he realized that he did underestimate this person.

In order to express his apology, Zhang Heng became serious, and his two fingers were like iron hooks, directly grabbing the Tiancong Cloud Sword!

"Look for death!" Mitsui Kazuki's eyes were cold, and no one had ever dared to grab his sword empty-handed!

Perhaps sensing the anger of the master, the Tiancong Cloud Sword was brilliant, and the demonic qi exploded, with a strong corrosive aura.

The flesh and blood of others touched it, and it must have completely rotted like ice and snow melted at this moment, but Zhang Heng's palm completely ignored this breath, and his fingers grasped the blade of the sword, like an eagle's iron claws grasping at a stone, and he actually wanted to smash the Tiancong Cloud Sword!

In any case, this sword was just a demon beast bone, and its toughness naturally couldn't be compared to a spirit weapon made from a variety of metal materials.

Rumble!

Tiancong Cloud Sword sensed the danger, and the demonic energy erupted again, knocking Zhang Heng back.

"How is that possible?" However, Mitsui Kazuki's eyes were already full of shock, and Zhang Heng's sword actually really left traces on his sword!

At this moment, on the sword body, there were obviously several finger prints.

It's just that the Tiancong Cloud Sword has the ability to heal itself and is slowly recovering.

"I admit I underestimated you. Zhang Heng looked at him and said lightly.

"Zhang Sang, if you say this, it doesn't make me happy. Mitsui Kazuki took a deep breath and said coldly: "You are indeed much stronger than I thought, but I will not admit defeat easily, and next, I will ask Zhang Sang to guide me in my self-created swordsmanship." ”

"There are twenty-one tricks in total. ”

"The eleventh move that just killed the Goryeo Ability. ”

As soon as the words fell, his face was unprecedentedly solemn, and the demonic qi above the Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand suddenly dispersed, and his breath changed, and a Zen spirit was strangely formed.

Dongying people believe in Buddhism and worship Buddha, and there are many temples.

This sword is like the Zen condensed during the chanting of the temple opening ceremony.

With the naked eye, it is extremely peaceful, with a strong aura of compassion, which makes people almost have the urge to stretch their necks and lead their necks to kill!

It's like a sinner who has to repent in front of the Buddha and wash away his sins.

"Sword Fifteen!"

There was also compassion in his voice. ()

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