Jian Yun's hand was on his throat, and he seemed to want to hold it hard, but blood continued to gush out of his fingers.

The throat was broken, he couldn't speak, a pair of resentful eyes stared at Zhang Heng, and there was an unknown ho sound from his mouth.

Poof!

He reluctantly raised his fingers, but before he could point at Zhang Heng, his body had already fallen from the air!

If someone could see his rapidly falling eyes at this moment, they would definitely find that his eyes were full of unwillingness and loss.

He knew that he was not an opponent, but he never expected that Zhang Heng would be able to pull out his hand and kill him in the process of dealing with everyone...... It's almost incredible!

"Sword Cloud!"

The pupils of the two early Jindan monks shrank, but a little chill welled up in their hearts.

This Zhang Heng is too powerful, right?

Jian Yun didn't even resist for a round, so he lost his life.

They were both in the early stage of Jindan, of course, they were terrified, and the two of them, who had long been ready for a desperate battle, had the idea of turning around and running away at this moment, but this idea was just born and was snuffed out by the two......

offended a character like Zhang Heng, although the world is big, where can it be accommodated?

Therefore, the two forcibly suppressed their fear, and their eyes converged with unprecedented madness.

"Even if I die, I will bite off a piece of your flesh!"

The cyan sword light, like a light curtain, brushed towards Zhang Heng Huoran.

"Just you?" Zhang Heng smiled disdainfully, but his footsteps took nine steps in the air, his steps shook the sky, like a war drum beating, and the moment he took the ninth step, he punched out.

Nine steps to charge up, a punch blasted out.

The blood qi rushed into the sky, and the pure power directly tore through the sky, and the cyan sword light that came towards Zhang Heng was directly smashed into a hole with a punch.

Zhang Heng's body was like a rocket, rushing out of the hole directly, and there was a pillar of blood and qi light on his body, which rose from the top of his head and rushed into the sky, but it was fused with the ubiquitous yang energy between heaven and earth, making him look like the sun, looking at it and even giving people a dazzling feeling.

"What a strong masculine ......"

In front of the small temple, the healing Jin Dan were dumbfounded, they had never seen such a surging yang energy.

This is almost equivalent to the sum of the yang energy of tens of millions of middle-aged men, others say that the blood is strong, and the masculinity is said, but compared with Zhang Heng, it is really the light of rice grains.

The yang energy on his body was almost turned into flames.

If it is yang qi that turns into fire, then it is the legendary true fire of samadhi......

"Maybe one day, we can see the true fire of Samadhi from Immortal Master Zhang...... Ding Buer swallowed his saliva, only to feel that Zhang Heng was like the sun.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Zhang Heng's blood and qi completely exploded, as if endless, and half of the sky also came with a blazing feeling.

"What's that?"

Outside the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, the senior brother and sister have not left.

When they looked up, they saw that eye-catching figure rising into the sky, and he was like an ancient Tyrannosaurus rex, giving people a sense of great threat.

"Fang Cai's sword formation has been broken, and now, he is so majestic...... Could it be that these few people really want to destroy the Sword Sect?"

Zhao Zhiming was stunned, and the sweat dripped down big pieces.

At this moment, he was at a loss.

In his mind, the Sword Sect, which was as majestic as a god and omnipotent, was about to be destroyed!

"He actually did ......"

The junior sister covered her small mouth, her eyes widened.

She is a woman, yin and yang are attracted to each other, looking at the domineering figure in the sky, her heart can't help but beat faster, she looked at Zhang Heng in the sky blankly.

This figure is completely engraved in her memory.

And the Qinglian Fairy is the same, she gently bit her red lip, pinched the corner of her clothes with her fingers several times, and released it several times, and after a long time, a helpless smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"After seeing such a man, how can other mundane things enter my eyes, Zhang Heng, you hurt me......"

However, the people of the Sword Sect couldn't help but be shocked.

The stronger Zhang Heng is, the more he can stimulate them to go crazy, and the two Jindan early stage monks were ruthless, and their scarlet eyes were full of determination.

In their mouths, the golden blood spurted out frantically as if they didn't want money, and it was just a finger-length willow leaf flying sword, but it glowed with a breath of destruction and destruction.

The sword aura was immense, stretching for hundreds of meters.

However, in the face of such a powerful attack, Zhang Heng was light and calm, and seemed to be completely ignorant.

"Broken!"

He threw a punch.

This punch was just a simple punch, and all the blood, yang, and power suddenly burst out, and a terrifying force that subverted mountains and rivers surged, and the sky was almost torn apart.

This is absolute power, no matter how many spells you have, all kinds of changes, I only deserve one punch!

Two powerful forces collided in the sky, and after being entangled for a moment, they exploded violently.

Rumble!

A mountain peak was directly split in two by the chaotic force, and a huge mountain rock rolled down, forming a catastrophic scene.

And Zhang Heng just turned pale.

In his hand, he pinched the willow leaf flying sword tightly.

"Good thing, top-grade secret weapon......" A scorching color crossed Zhang Heng's eyes, directly erasing the divine thoughts on the willow leaf flying sword.

In battle, how domineering is it to seize the treasure in front of the master?

One of the Jindan monks directly spat out blood, and his eyes were full of horror.

The power of Zhang Heng's punch was terrifying.

He ...... Is he still a cultivator?"

The Sword Sect Jin Dan was sluggish, when did the cultivator have such a strong strength, I don't know, I thought he was a big demon who turned into a shape.

And at this moment, the sword that the one hundred and eight foundation building monks slashed together had already arrived.

"The sword formation is good, but it's a pity that your strength is not good. ”

Zhang Heng commented lightly, but he was holding the killing spear, and directly tore the sword apart in an invincible attitude.

One hundred and eight buildings are basically the end of the strong crossbow, and the forcible action has already hurt the vitality, and now it has been counterattacked, but everyone's face is as pale as paper, and there is despair in their eyes.

After only three rounds of fighting, the sword in the middle of Jindan rose and fell and seven flying swords were shattered, and the losses were heavy!

Jian Yun was directly wiped out, and the corpse fell from the sky......

And the remaining two Jindan monks, even the spiritual weapons were taken away.

There are one hundred and eight of them, so naturally there is no need to mention them.

All of a sudden, everyone was terrified and completely lost their will to fight.

"The Sword Sect is the Sword Sect after all, and no one can be allowed to go wild!"

When Jian Fushen saw the frustrated crowd, he knew that he had reached the most critical moment.

If it is delayed any longer, the people who have been repeatedly hit will collapse without a fight.

So he roared angrily, and spit out a cyan flying sword from his mouth, but it was a sword that leaped across the air.

His sword, without defense, if he does not succeed, he will become benevolent!

At the critical moment, he could only stand up and suppress Zhang Heng with a desperate attitude to give everyone confidence.

"Do you want to be a hero and save the sky?" Zhang Heng smiled faintly, shook his head and said: "It's a pity, I have more than enough heart, but I don't have enough strength!"

Zhang Heng's expression was as usual, he just took a step forward, but in an instant, he became the protagonist of heaven and earth, everyone subconsciously looked at him, and a surging power fluctuation erupted from his body.

"I'll show you my sword too!"

His voice resounded like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and with a flick of his fingers, the three-color sword light had already appeared in front of him.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and held it directly, he didn't know how many times he had done this kind of thing, so he seemed to be familiar with it, and the three completely different sword lights merged into one!

But compared to the past, this sword light at this moment is five-colored!

In addition to earth yellow, heptyl gold, and green, there are more black and white.

This black and white color is his reincarnation sword intent.

After breaking through to Jindan, the sword intent recovered, and it was finally able to be used in small quantities.

The integration of sword intent is like the finishing touch, and suddenly, this sword light has a dazzling vitality!

Zhang Heng flicked his fingers, and the sword light burst out, and the five-colored sword light stirred the wind and clouds, forming a huge pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, this pillar of light seemed to be indestructible, and any power, in front of it, would be destroyed and decayed!

"It's not like a sword in the world!"

The sword that stepped forward in the desperate situation looked at the sword in a hurry, and this thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

In the next instant, he was blown out with a sword, and the terrifying sword intent strangled him, and even his soul was destroyed!

In the fourth round of the fight, the only mid-stage monk of the Sword Sect......

Fall!