Obviously, the Holy Son of Penglai is going to take advantage of the void.

If he still had the idea of fighting with Zhang Heng before, after seeing Zhang Heng break through the seven levels to the extreme, his idea had been extinguished.

He didn't want to admit it, but he also knew that he was not Zhang Heng's opponent.

Because of this, he had an unprecedented sense of frustration in his heart, as the first person of the young generation all along, when did he ever be overwhelmed? Even if Zhang Heng did not kill Jiang Fan, he was already hated by the Penglai Holy Son for this alone.

The two fists touched, and neither of them retreated,

"The Great Floating Massacre!"

A cloud of black light poured out of Penglai Holy Son's palm, surging towards Zhang Heng.

The black light turned into swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, copper hammers, and eighteen kinds of weapons in the air, exuding a cold chill, and burst towards Zhang Heng.

This is the Penglai Secret Technique Dafu Slaughter, which can be transformed into a divine soldier and used against the enemy.

As long as the spiritual power is not exhausted, the divine weapon can be infinitely transformed and powerful.

However, Zhang Heng erupted with a strong fighting intent on his body, his blood was soaring, like a fire, as if it would never be exhausted.

Zhang Heng's condition looked bad, his face was pale, the blood on his body had long dried up, and his clothes had turned into congealed bloody clothes, but he had no time to change them, and many wounds were shocking to the touch, almost fatal...... But just like that, he still fought with the Penglai Holy Son for 200 rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

Penglai Son's eyes became more and more cold, but his heart gradually became anxious.

"Zhang Heng has been seriously injured, he has been chased and killed for so long, and he is even more powerful, he is already so weak, can I still help him?"

Penglai Shengzi was angry in his heart, he took out his hole cards and decided to kill Zhang Heng directly.

Boom!

A golden long sword appeared in his palm, exuding a brilliant divine radiance, holy and bright, giving people a feeling of infinite light.

However, when each sword was slashed, it was full of murderous intent, and the void was cut open.

Zhang Heng felt the pressure, this sword was a superb spiritual weapon, and it was impossible for his physical body to fight against it.

Airplanes!

The golden sword light pressed down, and the spiritual power surging in all directions, as if it was about to imprison Zhang Heng.

"Broken!"

Zhang Heng took out the Killing Spear and collided directly with him, breaking away the power of imprisonment.

The tip of the spear touched the blade of the sword, but his strength still prevailed, and the arm of the Penglai Holy Son was numb.

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, however, you are not even a dog in front of me......"

Zhang Heng coughed up blood, his injuries were very serious, if he hadn't been lucky enough to get a respite and barely recovered, otherwise he really didn't have the strength to go head-to-head with the Penglai Holy Son.

"You are already half-disabled, and you dare to make a big statement, I will kill you with my own hands today!" Penglai Holy Son looked indifferent, but his heart was burning with anger.

Not even a dog as good as ...... How could he have been so humiliated?

Boom!

The light of the long sword flashed, soared into the sky, and hung above the head of the Holy Son of Penglai, he pinched the seal, and countless golden lights hung down from the long sword, coupled with the continuous convergence of the aura around him, it actually condensed into the appearance of an overseas immortal mountain in front of him.

This is exactly the simulated appearance of Penglai Xiandao itself, not even a projection, but it also has a strong power, Penglai Holy Son held the immortal mountain high and smashed towards Zhang Heng.

"Even if I take advantage of the situation, so what? The world will only remember the victor, thousands of years later, people will still recite my great name, and you are just a tool to forge my glory......" Penglai shouted, he wanted to shake Zhang Heng's mind.

However, even if Zhang Heng's body was severely damaged, his state of mind was still uneasy, he stared at the virtual shadow of Penglai Immortal Mountain in the sky, and the Nine Extremes Killing Immortal Sword Formation flew out.

After several life-and-death battles, the Nine Extremes Killing Immortal Sword Formation was certainly undamaged, but the ninety-nine lower-grade flying swords had different degrees of cracks, but Zhang Heng couldn't take care of it anymore, he ran the sword formation, and the ninety-nine lower-grade flying swords merged into one, forming a giant sword, which was horizontal in the void.

"Thousands of years later, you at that time have long been gone, who will remember you......" Zhang Heng sneered, but he injected his reincarnation sword intent into the giant sword.

The giant sword suddenly turned black and white, and there was a yin and yang aura in the sky, shrouded around the giant sword, vast, ethereal and mysterious.

Zhang Heng raised his hand, and the giant sword rushed out directly, colliding with the phantom of Penglai Immortal Mountain.

Rumble!

There was a huge earthquake in the sky, and the two powerful forces collided, and the terrifying aftermath leaked out, turning the surrounding mountains into powder.

Zheng!

A crisp tearing sound came, the ninety-nine flying swords were actually broken, and the formation of the Nine Extremes Killing Immortal Sword Formation also became dim, although this set of sword formations was strong, but the grade of the flying swords was too low, and after taking the hole cards of the Penglai Holy Son, he was powerless to fight again.

"The swords are all broken, what are you going to fight with me?"

Penglai Holy Son roared, his eyes were full of cold light, and the golden long sword on his head was a combination of human and sword, turning into a ray of light, and slashing directly towards Zhang Heng!

He was originally in the middle stage of Jindan, close to the cultivation of the late stage, but now he casts a secret method, the human sword is one, and he suddenly slashes out, and his power is comparable to that of Jindan Great Perfection, which can be said to be amazing!

Even Zhang Heng was a little frightened, he remembered that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi had said before that it was not easy to walk in the world of the Holy Land, and he scoffed at that time, but now it seems that he really underestimated the Holy Son of Penglai.

Zhang Heng turned around, his body turned into an afterimage, and he fled into the distance, dodging this killer sword.

However, the surging sword qi still rubbed against him, causing him to spurt blood.

"Where are you going?" Penglai Holy Son's eyes showed a murderous intent, of course he couldn't let Zhang Heng go.

This time, he came to find Zhang Heng alone, just to kill him with his own hands and establish his supreme prestige.

If he is allowed to escape, his prestige will become a laughing stock, but I am afraid that everyone will laugh at him, and he will not even be able to beat the seriously injured Zhang Heng.

The Holy Son of Penglai chased after him, and he kept emitting sword light, wanting to kill Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng fled in embarrassment, suddenly stopped his pace, he held the sun-shooting bow, and slammed it at the Penglai Holy Son.

"It's the bow!"

Penglai Holy Son's heart was shocked, the shadow of the famous tree, Zhang Heng bent his bow and shot Ning Wan to death, and everyone knew about it.

After being chased and killed, there were many people who died under the sun-shooting bow, but later Zhang Heng opened the bow less and less, and many people speculated that his injuries were getting worse and worse, and he no longer had the power to open the bow.

But this matter is just speculation, no one dares to say accurately, Zhang Heng's evil door is tight, and it can always surprise people.

Even the Holy Son of Penglai did not deny this, so he had always had a string in his heart to guard against this hand.

At this moment, seeing Zhang Heng take out the sun-shooting bow, he immediately dodged, like a bird with a frightened bow.

However, Zhang Heng didn't open the bow, he just plucked the bowstring, turned around, and continued to escape.

In the process, he coughed lightly twice, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The Holy Son of Penglai naturally didn't want him to escape, so he immediately chased after him.

Just when he was about to close the distance, Zhang Heng stopped again, turned around and made a gesture of opening the bow, and the Penglai Holy Son immediately dodged, he was unwilling to take risks.

"...... of the gallless rats"

Zhang Heng coughed up blood and laughed.

He seems to have found a way to deal with the Penglai Holy Son, and whenever he wants to be overtaken, he immediately makes a bow opening gesture to force the Penglai Holy Son back.

"This bastard......" Penglai Holy Son's eyes were red, and he felt like a clown, constantly being toyed with by Zhang Heng.

The grievances in his heart are indescribable.

Zhang Heng pretended again and again, but he was fooled again and again, what is the difference between this kind of behavior and a fool?

This time, he didn't want to be teased, so he rushed over and wanted to kill Zhang Heng.

However, Zhang Heng put the killing spear on the bowstring, and there was a faint tendency to open the bow.

Sizzle!

Penglai Holy Son gasped and hurriedly avoided it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Zhang Heng didn't say a word, he just coughed up blood and continued to flee with the sun-shooting bow.

"Still kidding me!"

Penglai Holy Son's face turned red, and an even stronger sense of humiliation welled up in his heart, and his body trembled.

Today's scene, once it is spread, even if he kills Zhang Heng, he will be laughed at.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The Holy Son of Penglai came with a long sword in his hand.

Zhang Heng turned around, bent his bow and arrows, and slowly pulled the bowstring.

However, the Holy Son of Penglai didn't believe that he had the power to open the bow, and rushed madly.

Snort......

The hard bowstring was gradually pulled apart, and a voice full of power resounded in the sky, Zhang Heng's eyes were full of slaughter, his spiritual power poured into the sun-shooting bow, and the killing spear also faintly emitted blood light.

This time, he's really going to shoot the bow!

"Impossible!"

The holy son of Penglai roared, and the green tendons on his neck burst out.

"How can you still have the strength to shoot a bow?"