Chapter 286 "Hmph, even this bit of strength is worthy of frost?" A man in white stood with his hands in his hands, his narrow eyes showed a look of disdain, and he looked coldly at Wu Heng, who was slammed into a private house with his palm.

In front of the ancient god body, the walls seemed to be as soft as cheese, and Wu Heng's body knocked a row of houses out of a human-shaped hole, and was blasted dozens of feet away, before he could stabilize his body and stop at the edge of the stone wall of the last house. His slightly emaciated body was shocked, and countless cracks cracked in the stone wall against which his back was leaning, and then the entire wall turned into powder and fell to the ground, one can imagine how terrifying the power of this palm was.

was slapped by someone who had no chance to innocently sneak attack, Wu Heng was furious in his heart, his eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire, and his fighting spirit was fully stimulated.

"Boom!"

A dazzling golden light appeared all over his body, and he stepped out of the formation in one step, and in an instant, he crossed dozens of zhang away and came to the man in white. Wu Heng, who was in a rage, didn't talk nonsense at all, and smashed his fist into the bridge of the man's nose, the force was terrifying, and the void was shattered.

The man in white looked surprised, he didn't expect that Wu Heng would be able to stand up so quickly after being slapped by himself. Facing the fist that was rapidly enlarged in front of him, he blocked it with both hands, but it was only with this block that the man in white understood what the terrifying power of shaking the mountains was.

That brute force, as fierce as a dragon roaring, was immense. Caught this punch stiffly, he only felt that his arms were about to fall apart, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, and he was disordered.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he was directly blown away by Wu Heng and smashed into the air at a height of 100 meters.

"Say, who sent you?" Wu Heng asked in a deep voice, his right hand grabbed out of thin air, and the brilliance condensed in the palm of his hand, and finally formed a blue long sword, this sword is called Seven Stars, which can kill all demons, and it is necessary to comprehend the sixth mystery of the holy sword technique before it can be sacrificed.

He stepped out again, like a cloud of smoke dissipated, and when he reappeared, he was already standing at a height of 100 meters, and the seven-star sword in his hand accurately entered the chest of the man in white and penetrated out from behind.

However, when the sword pierced into it, no blood was spilled, as if the man in white was an empty shell.

"Hahahaha, it's ridiculous, weak as an ant, even my avatar can hit you in the palm of your hand. The man in white was laughing, his smile was a little hideous, and his eyes looking at Wu Heng were full of disdain, as if the other party was a weak ant.

"What? It turned out to be a clone condensed by a wisp of divine thought?" Wu Heng's pupils shrank, and he watched as the man in front of him turned into smoke and dust and dissipated into the void. He was extremely angry in his heart, he was hit in the palm out of thin air, but what he killed was only a wisp and turned into a clone.

"Don't think that if you hide your face, I won't be able to find you......"

Wu Heng silently recited the ancient scriptures of heaven and earth in his heart, the intersection of divine thoughts and heaven and earth, and the surrounding wind and grass all appeared in his heart, even if he dug three feet into the ground, he had to find out the mastermind behind the scenes.

However, in addition to the stunned looks of the people within a few miles, he did not find that there was a powerful monk haunting, and he could spit out blood with a wisp of external clones, this person's strength was definitely very strong, and it must not be done by ordinary monks.

"Boom!"

Two loud bangs hit the ground again, and Xuanyuan Yue clapped her little hands, revealing a smug look, "All four are done!"

However, when she returned to the alley, she found that the surroundings were in a mess, filled with smoke and dust, and a row of houses on the left had been blasted out of a large human-shaped hole, and from the big hole, you could see the figures on the other streets, and many people were staring at the big hole, their faces were shocked.

The two big men who witnessed the battle between Wu Heng and the man in white were dumbfounded and stunned. The aura that Wu Heng had just revealed all over his body was so terrifying that they couldn't breathe.

"That's definitely the aura that can only be revealed by a psychic powerhouse, damn, wouldn't this boy who looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old really be a psychic powerhouse?" The middle-aged man who was caught by Xuanyuan Yue first didn't dare to take a breath, staring at Wu Heng who was standing in the void out of thin air.

The second big man who was beaten by Xuanyuan Yue said: "This is definitely the breath of a psychic powerhouse, it is simply a little overwhelming, it must be a disciple of the great forces of Central Continent!"

The other two brothers and sisters also lay on the ground and shouted in agony: "I think this demon girl is the strongest existence, and as soon as her little hand grabbed us, she threw us hundreds of meters away and dropped us here." ”

The four people who originally wanted to catch Xuanyuan Yue to bully them were lying on the ground talking in embarrassment, they didn't even have the strength to stand up, and the bones all over their bodies were like falling apart, a little weak.

"Cousin, what's going on?" Xuanyuan Yue was also stunned, looking up at Wu Heng who was standing in the hundred-meter void, she didn't know what was going on, she just left for a moment, and the surroundings were in shambles.

Wu Heng's expression was very focused at the moment, and he was silently reciting the ancient scriptures in his heart, wanting to find the whereabouts of the person who did it, but now he didn't find the slightest clue.

"Tell me, what's going on here?" the little girl asked in a deep voice as she stepped on the back of a middle-aged monk at her feet.

Where did the middle-aged monk dare to resist, seeing his aunt and grandmother speak, he was silent, and told the story of Fang Cai in 1510, and said: "A man in white suddenly attacked your cousin and beat him into a private house, and then your cousin smashed so many stone walls and rushed out like no one else, and stabbed a sword into the chest of the man in white, but the man in white turned into a doppelganger, and then dissipated in the void. ”

Speaking of Wu Heng being slapped and breaking through so many stone walls unscathed, the middle-aged man felt that that guy was a monster, and his body was so strong.

Of course, Xuanyuan Yue is far more terrifying than Wu Heng in his heart, and this little girl's white and tender little hands can lift him up like a chicken.

"Who, who is so bold as to dare to sneak attack my cousin?" Xuanyuan Yue thrust into Xiao Man's waist, angry, and looked around, only to find that many people were staring here with shocked expressions, and did not find any powerful monks.

The four big men were like little quails, trembling on the floor, being stepped on by a pure and lovely little Lori. This scene is quite funny, many onlookers have strange expressions, pointing and pointing at a few monks who have been beaten, these people are from a small family, their strength is not weak, they are all in the Xuan Rank Realm, but in the face of those talented young leaders in Central Continent, they are simply vulnerable.

Although Xuanyuan Yue is still young, her strength is undoubted, and she is definitely the top among the younger generation.

"It seems to have gone far. Wu Heng sighed, observed in the void for a long time, and did not find the person who attacked him, but he vaguely heard the voice of the man in white Fang Cai, as if he mentioned frost, could it be the person of the temple?

He guessed in his heart, turned into a light and shadow, and stood beside Xuanyuan Yue, and the traces of blood left at the corners of his mouth were still clearly visible.

"Cousin Wuheng, are you injured?" Xuanyuan Yue asked with some concern, blinking her big dark blue eyes, wrinkling Xiao Qiong's nose, tiger-headed and cute.

"I'm fine, but unfortunately I didn't find out who was behind it. Wu Heng shook his head and smiled, it was no big deal. His divine body has already been small, and he has also gone through Nirvana, and the recovery ability of his body has long exceeded the imagination of ordinary people, although this palm makes him vomit blood, but he will be fine after resting for two days.

Fortunately, the innocent people were not injured when they crashed into the house here, and it also made him feel a little comforted in his heart. Wu Heng is a poor ghost, looking at these smashed houses, but he found that he had no money to compensate, if it is said that weapons, there are hundreds of jade pendants in his storage, all of which were "confiscated" from hundreds of Qingyang League monks in the last war.

As for the spirit stone, there are a few pieces, but for mortals, the spirit stone is useless, a mortal spirit stone is equal to a gold coin, a gold coin is ten silver coins, equal to a hundred copper coins, and a hundred copper coins are equal to a year's living expenses for a family of three.

But this kind of money, the monks basically don't use it, and they all use spirit stones to trade in the martial arts cultivation world. Wu Heng looked at Xuanyuan Yue with a wry smile, and felt that the pearl of the Xuanyuan family must be a rich woman.

"I just have a little copper money in my hand, which should be enough to compensate for the smashed houses. The little fortune fan's eyes flashed, and he handed over a bag of copper coins to a few people who had smashed their houses, which was enough to repair the houses.

"A stingy little money fan, why is he suddenly so generous. Wu Heng felt that Xuanyuan Yue's behavior was very suspicious, and he wanted to guard against this little cousin.

The little girl hugged Wu Heng's arm and shouted coquettishly: "Cousin!"

"People have done you such a great favor, give me the head of the psychic ancient corpse that the second sister gave you!" Xuanyuan Yue had been working on the idea of that head for a long time, and now it was just time to see the needle.

"......" Wu Heng was speechless, this is simply a naked robbery, the head of the psychic ancient corpse is worth fifteen thousand mortal spirit stones, so calculated, the little girl only needs to earn at least a thousand times the capital.

Outside Qingtang Town, it was nearly dusk.

"Poof. A man in white staggered, spitting out blood, his expression was gloomy as water, and his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake.

"Holy Son, what's wrong with you?" The woman next to him immediately helped him up, knowing very well in her heart that Xiao Yueming's injury was now, and the transformation of the outer clone was cut by the Seven Star Sword, which would inevitably hurt the Yuan Shen.

"It seems that I still far underestimated the strength of that kid. Xiao Yueming looked unwilling, his face was as pale as paper, his strength was in the second realm of psychic, he didn't expect to be shocked by Wu Heng's punch and consume most of his ability, he understood that the external clone could not kill Wu Heng, and wanted to take back the clone immediately, but the kid shot extremely fast, and had a seven-star sword in his hand, penetrating his clone.

That kind of sword has the ability to cut through the primordial gods, even if the doppelganger is beheaded, it can also hurt the body.

"Wu Heng will enter the Demon God Valley sooner or later, and at that time, there will be no protection from the Xuanyuan Tree, Holy Son, you will go and kill him in person, it will be effortless!" said the woman beside her.

Xiao Yueming smiled disdainfully, "Heh, if I use my body to kill a monk who has just broken through the psychics, won't I lose my identity?"

"Wu Heng is not an ordinary psychic monk, he has the ability to challenge beyond the level, if he is not eliminated now, he will definitely be your great enemy in the future. ”

"Hmph, a monk from a barbarian land, what kind of big thing can he become?" Xiao Yueming looked unhappy and disappeared outside Qingtang Town.

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