Chapter 271: The Art of Suspended Animation
Zhang Heng's figure flickered, and he had already appeared next to a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, he was still a young man, twenty-five or sixteen years old, not long ago, he was still proud of himself for worshipping the Hehuan Sect, thinking that he had become a human being, but at this moment, he couldn't wait to cut off all relations with the Hehuan Sect.
Thinking of his parents and relatives at home, his heart seemed to be dripping blood, if he had known that this was the case, why should he embark on the path of cultivation, it was better to study and study, and have a dull life.
However, there was no possibility for him to come again, and in the end, what he saw in his eyes was the young man with a calm face, and then the cold palm touched his neck lightly, and with a click, his eyes completely lost their lustre.
"There are still five people ......" Zhang Heng had already marked every person in the Hehuan Sect with his divine thoughts.
He will not allow fish to slip through the net, because countless bloody lessons have explained how dangerous it is to cut the grass without eradicating the roots.
After a few dozen breaths, he appeared in front of a large tree.
The tree in front of him, the four of them hugged together, looking at some years, but the corners of Zhang Heng's mouth showed a touch of mockery, he stabbed directly with a sword, blood flowed from the blade, and the tall tree suddenly turned into nothingness, and what appeared in front of him was a man full of fear.
"Your illusion is too clumsy to fool me. Zhang Heng said lightly.
"Seniors spare my life, I, I've only been in the Hehuan Sect for three months......" He was not dead, the severe pain made his cheeks deformed, but he struggled, crying, trying to survive.
"Three months is not a short time. Zhang Heng looked at him calmly: "When you embark on this road, you must be prepared to accept any consequences, you are so, and I am the same." ”
He did not hesitate and took his life directly.
Three months is already a long time, and when it comes to his body, at least seven or eight lives have been contaminated......
Human nature is evil, and laws and rules bind evil thoughts, so the world is peaceful.
But in troubled times, when there are no laws and rules, one by one wicked people will pour out like a tide, and the Hehuan Sect is the soil that breeds wicked people, and the evil sect is crooked, which is what it says.
After killing this person, Zhang Heng continued to hurry, this time, his target was the four elders.
"You've killed so many people, can't you let me go?"
The four elders turned around and yelled, but there was no anger in his voice, but it was full of sadness and fear.
He ran lifelessly, squeezing out almost every bit of potential in his body.
But when he turned around, he could always see Zhang Heng following him unhurriedly.
He suddenly realized that Zhang Heng was not unable to catch up with him, but was deliberately playing with him.
At this moment, he was desperate to the extreme, stopped his steps suddenly, and roared in pain: "Zhang Heng!"
In front of his eyes, pictures flashed one after another, the Great Elder who fell from the peak to the trough, the Fifth Elder who risked his life to fight for a glimmer of life, and the corpses that were lying in the sect one by one......
In fact, at this moment, the Hehuan Sect has perished.
The intense pain eroded his heart, and for a moment, blood and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Zhang Heng, are you so ruthless, and you are not afraid of retribution?"
"Retribution?" Zhang Heng felt ridiculous.
"How many people have been killed by the Hehuan Sect? How many people have been abused? How many people have lost their freedom and how many people have suffered?
"They are all ordinary people!" the four elders had hideous faces, and a hoarse voice came out of their throats.
"Ridiculous, before you practice, aren't you an ordinary man?" Zhang Heng sneered, heaven and earth are not benevolent to all things as dogs, many people embark on the road of cultivation, the original intention is to be free, no longer raised by others, to be able to decide their own destiny, but after really becoming a cultivator, many people forget their origins and begin to raise ordinary people like themselves in the past, depriving others of their freedom.
"Ordinary people, killing them is like killing pigs and dogs, I don't believe you are so kind!" The fourth elder did not feel that he was at fault, he had always thought like this.
"I really don't have the kind heart to avenge others, and today to destroy your Hehuan Sect, firstly, we are enemies, and secondly, I covet the treasure house of your Hehuan Sect. Zhang Heng said lightly.
"You are calm, but hundreds of disciples of my Hehuan Sect died under your sword like this!" The fourth elder was extremely remorseful in his heart, if he had known that this was the result, he would rather replace the fifth elder and die in battle early than suffer this kind of pain.
"Surnamed Zhang, how about we make a deal?"
Suddenly, he looked up and said.
"Oh?" Zhang Heng showed a look of surprise, what qualifications did he have to talk about a deal in front of him?
"You just said that you want my Hehuan Sect's treasure house, but let me tell you clearly, even Tang Yao doesn't know where the treasure house is, and only the elders are qualified to enter the treasure house...... Even if you kill everyone, you won't be able to find the treasure house, and if you do, you won't be able to open it, because you don't have a way to open the prohibition......" The four elders took a deep breath.
"What do you want to trade?" Zhang Heng asked after a long groan.
"Live!" the eyes of the four elders burst into light.
He was afraid of death, and he wanted to live.
But at this moment, in addition to the instinctive survival domain, he wanted to take revenge on Zhang Heng even more!
If he can live, he is willing to swear a poisonous oath that he will practice hard in this life, no matter what the price is, he will also take revenge on Zhang Heng, and kill all the people around him, everyone related to him, in order to avenge the destruction of the door!
However, after listening to his words, Zhang Heng smiled slightly.
"I refuse. ”
"Would you rather not have the hundred years of accumulation of the sect and kill me?" he exclaimed in disbelief.
"I just don't accept threats. Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, revealing a little cold: "What's more, your hatred is almost written in your eyes." ”
The four elders looked at him blankly.
Suddenly, he looked up at the sky again.
Too many people had died, the blood was dissipating, and the air was filled with a pungent fishy smell.
Looking at it, he suddenly laughed wildly, and the laughter was filled with endless sorrow.
"Stop, count yourself ruthless!"
He gritted his teeth.
"Then, I'll change the condition, I don't ask for my life, I hope you will let Tang Yao go, although she is the saintess of the sect, but she has not been contaminated with many lives on her hands, she has always been walking outside, she has not participated in many things, I just ask you to let her go, and leave a trace of blood for the Hehuan Sect!"
Zhang Heng frowned and fell into thought.
"If you don't agree, then kill me!"
The four elders craned their necks, and there was a bit of madness in their eyes.
He was like a taut bowstring at the moment, ready to break at any moment.
"I promise. Zhang Heng said.
For Tang Yao's daughter, he didn't have much killing intent in the first place.
First, it was because of what the four elders said, and secondly, Tang Yao had the credit for leading the way after all, so Zhang Heng agreed to this condition.
"Okay!" The four elders glanced at Zhang Heng deeply, as if they wanted to remember this enemy who destroyed the sect.
He turned and walked forward.
Zhang Heng followed him.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at an unremarkable peak.
Zhang Heng's heart moved, and he felt something different.
There's a wackiness here!
Sure enough, the four elders took out a cyan talisman seal from the storage bag and threw it into the void, and a three-story small building suddenly appeared on the originally empty flat ground.
The small building is completely in the ancient Chinese style, and at the window, the wind chimes are tied with colorful silk threads.
"Zhang Heng, I hope you keep your promise!"
The fourth elder looked at this small building, his eyes showed unwillingness, he raised his hand and slapped it directly on his forehead, but he fell on his back, and there was no sound.
Suicide.
Zhang Heng didn't move, let alone enter the small building in a hurry, he put his hands behind his back and guarded the corpses of the four elders.
An hour passed.
Two hours passed.
When it was the third hour, the dead Fourth Elder suddenly got up, his expression was pale, and he looked at Zhang Heng in despair.
"You can see it!"
"The art of feigning death can't hide it from me. Zhang Heng said lightly.
"You are really ruthless...... The four elders never expected that they had made such a big detour and acted in such a good show, but they still couldn't deceive Zhang Heng.
When a normal person is faced with a treasure trove, shouldn't he rush in to hunt for treasure a long time ago?
But Zhang Heng guarded his corpse for more than two hours!
Such an enemy is truly terrifying.
The four elders turned sharply, trying to escape.
Boom!
The sword flashed and slashed him out of the air. ()
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