Chapter 247 Fierce Battle (Middle) The sharp sword light was reflected in the sparkling lake, and it was as fast as a spark, and it disappeared in a flash.

A sneer crossed the corner of Liu Yan's mouth, the demon sword shark tooth in his hand was infinitely close to Wu Heng's chest, in fact, Wu Heng couldn't dodge, the speed of the opponent's sword was too fast, so fast that people couldn't breathe.

"Great Avenue Formation, Defensive Formation!" Wu Heng immediately laid a defensive formation in front of him the moment Liu Yan made a move.

However, the Demon Knife Shark Tooth sharpened like mud, completely ignoring the defensive formation, and Sen Leng's blade had already pierced into Wu Heng's chest.

"Poof!"

A bloody light shot out from Wu Heng's chest, his pupils trembled slightly, he didn't expect that the sword in this person's hand could actually ignore the defensive formation, Wu Heng didn't hesitate, his powerful right arm wielded the Ancient Sky Turning Hammer, and a hammer immediately chiseled up!

Liu Yan quickly drew the knife, stepped back, dodged the hammer, he looked at Wu Heng, his cold eyes were full of disdain, and said lightly: "Your speed is too slow." ”

"Really?" Wu Heng raised his eyebrows, not caring about the blood hole in his chest, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "It seems that I haven't been injured for a long time, and it's been a long time since anyone said that I was slow." ”

After saying this, the bloody hole in his chest that had been left by the shark tooth had begun to recover with a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bleeding stopped in less than a moment.

"You have a very strong physique!" Liu Yan's tone was still flat, but no one noticed that the hanging fingers of his left hand trembled slightly. This young killing god of the Qingyang League has not been afraid for a long time.

"You're too slow, though. Liu Yan cherished words like gold, he stepped on the lake out of thin air, and half of the sword in his hand was submerged in the lake.

"Wait a minute, you won't say I'm slow. Wu Heng showed a smile, and then he began to carve the line of character formation, and now he has carved this formation pattern very well, closed his eyes and swayed a few runes in the void and it was done.

"Brush!"

At the moment when the line of words and formations was sacrificed, the aura of Wu Heng's whole body changed, he stepped out, and the lake under his feet seemed to have shrunk countless times between that step, it seemed that it was only a small step, but in fact there was a distance of thirty zhang, which was the subtlety of the avenue formation: shrinking the ground into inches.

Seeing Wu Heng step out and disappear directly in front of his eyes, Liu couldn't help but jump his eyelids, secretly thinking about what kind of formation pattern that guy used, he closed his eyes and found that it was difficult to capture his figure with his divine trace.

"Behind you. ”

Suddenly, a cold voice penetrated Liu Yan's back, making him cold to the bone, and that feeling was like death standing behind him to hook his soul. When he turned around, the sledgehammer in Wu Heng's hand had been ruthlessly swung down, it was a huge force comparable to that of a giant dragon, which was completely impossible for humans to resist.

"Boom!"

Liu Yan immediately used the shark tooth in his hand to block the top of his head, and when the sword confronted the Ancient Sky Turning Hammer head-on, he only felt that his right arm was instantly shattered, like a huge mountain pressing down.

With a pop, the water splashed, Liu Yan's whole person sank down from the lake, his body was like a cannonball, completely ignoring the resistance of the lake, and quickly collided violently with the black mud at the bottom of the lake, and the terrifying impact made him hit more than 20 meters at the center of the lake bottom.

With a dull crashing sound, the calm lake was filled with turbulent waves, which stretched infinitely until they hit the shore.

Wu Heng stepped on the line of words under his feet, suspended in the air of three meters, with a serious expression, and did not smile because he smashed Liu Yan into the center of the lake bottom, because the anger had not disappeared, indicating that the guy was still alive.

With that blow, he used the attack formation, doubling his combat power, including his strength, and he also had the Colorful Nectar Pill in his mouth, and the essence in the sea of qi in his body had already been fully stimulated, at this moment, Wu Heng was completely at the peak of cultivation, and that blow was also the power of the air.

However, Liu Yan only blocked this blow with his sword, and now he has not died when he hits the lake, which shows that this person is indeed very strong, you must know that if you go down with such a hammer, the old bones of the Dragon Transformation Realm may not dare to be hard connected.

Sure enough, Liu Yan did not lose his combat effectiveness, not far from the lake, a black light and shadow rose into the sky, splashing more than four meters high, at this moment, Liu Yan's face was not very good-looking, his right arm caught the blow of the ancient sky-turning hammer, and directly shook his hand bones to pieces.

But strangely, his right hand was still holding the sword.

His fighting style is very special, not like a person who relies on magic weapons and Jingyuan to fight, relying on this cold weapon. And this sword is not simple, after it can collide with the demon treasure of the year, there is no trace of cracking.

"You're good......" A voice full of anger and hatred came from Liu Yan's throat, his eyes were as palpitating as the blade, and he raised his head and looked at Wu Heng viciously.

"Of course, I'm fine, but I don't think you seem to be doing well. Wu Heng said with a playful smile.

Liu Yan's expression became a little ugly, like a beast about to explode, his voice was no longer so indifferent, but a little angry: "If I hadn't suppressed my cultivation to the same level as you, would you think I would still be alive?"

"This has nothing to do with me. Wu Heng shrugged his shoulders, and he did see that the essence strength emanating from this guy was only in the Xuan Rank Three Realms.

"You're special. Liu Yan glanced at Wu Heng meaningfully, the anger on his body disappeared inexplicably, and he returned to an eternal expression like a glacier again, and he suddenly shouted: "Purgatory Dao Soul ......"

At this moment, Liu Yan's body exuded an incomparably terrifying murderous aura, his body was like a door to the Nine Shadows Purgatory, that substantial killing intent emanated from the purgatory, and he was no longer suppressing his cultivation, all the essence elements burst out, and at this moment he was shrouded in a dazzling cyan aura.

"I'm finally willing to use all my strength. Wu Heng breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, when Liu Yan took out the hidden strength, he felt a lot more relaxed, the enemy with strong strength is not terrible, what is terrible is the enemy whose hidden strength may break out at any time.

However, when Liu Yan even sacrificed his Dao soul, Wu Heng was not strong, and Xuehua's words to him before the war still lingered in his ears, "A real strong man needs a heart to move forward bravely, but he must also have a heart of fear, and the person who will only rush forward is not a strong man, but a reckless man." ”

Fear does not mean retreating and timidity, but doing what you can, facing an incomparably powerful and insurmountable opponent, the best choice is to run!

If it was the former Wu Heng, he would definitely fight to the end, because he had his own pride, and when Wu Heng, who was now enlightened, obviously did not intend to use his life to fight against the guy in front of him, so he was ready to swallow the Colorful Nectar Pill at any time and raise his strength to the psychic realm!

"You are the first Xuanxi Realm cultivator who forced me to use the purgatory Dao soul, my name is Liu Yan, they say that I am the young killing god of the Qingyang League, but I don't like this title, I also hate the Qingyang League. Liu Yan, who sacrificed the purgatory Dao soul, was shrouded in a blue glow, and he said a long, long sentence to Wu Heng for the first time, it seemed that in Liu Yan's memory, he had not said such a large amount of words in one breath for several years.

Perhaps he saw something similar to himself in Wu Heng's eyes, that is, the baptism of blood and loneliness, a real strong man must not only be baptized by blood, but also bear loneliness.

Back then, Liu Yan watched his parents being killed by his so-called grandfather, maybe Liu Pinggong didn't do it himself, but watched his daughter-in-law being beaten to death with a stick, and then watched his eldest son commit suicide, there was no essential difference between momentum and killing with his own hands, he could have saved his parents' lives, but he stood on the spot and said nothing.

As for the reason, it is even more ridiculous, just because Liu Yan's parents don't want him to embark on the path of martial arts, and the child who awakens the purgatory Dao soul is destined to be a road of no return, so his parents tried their best to oppose it, but grandfather Liu Pinggong insisted on it, one day Liu Yan's parents quietly took him away from the Qingyang League, and Liu Pinggong was furious when he learned the news, and threw his eldest son and daughter-in-law, who had already looked down on him, into the Liu family hall and accepted the criminal law.

Of course, for the sake of the husband and wife having a good son, Liu Pinggong only punished them with 200 sticks, but unfortunately she didn't cultivate as just an ordinary person's daughter-in-law, that is, Liu Yan's own mother, who was already weak and sickly, and couldn't afford 200 sticks at all, so she was directly beaten to death by the sticks.

In this scene, six-year-old Liu Yan witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.

And Liu Yan's father was already chilled when he saw his wife killed, he couldn't imagine that his father Liu Pinggong was so ruthless, even if his son was mediocre, he would not kill his son's daughter-in-law, but unfortunately everything could not be saved, and just like that, Liu Yan's father pulled out a sharp knife and stabbed it into his chest.

Although Liu Pinggong didn't expect that two hundred sticks could kill a mortal, and he didn't really intend to kill his son and daughter-in-law, everything had already happened and could no longer be recovered.

The tragic death of his parents and his grandfather's indifference made the six-year-old Liu Yan's mood begin to change, becoming gloomy, full of anger and hatred, there is only one word in his world, kill, he wants to become stronger, sooner or later one day Liu Yan will avenge his parents and stab the knife in his hand into the old guy's head!

The family upheaval experienced at the age of six made the originally cheerful child indifferent, and since then, he has never smiled, and his eyes are like a blade, rejecting people thousands of miles away. Then he began to cultivate desperately, killed people desperately, and embarked on the path of killing, which made people fear him and gave him a title: Young Killing God.

In Wu Heng's eyes, he seemed to see the same experience, and Liu Yan could judge at a glance that the loneliness in the eyes of the young man in front of him was definitely produced in his youth.

At least Liu Yan enjoyed his father's love before he was six years old, but Wu Heng had never seen his biological parents, he didn't even have a look, and he didn't even leave a portrait.

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