Taking advantage of the fact that the monks of Sanxianzhuang could not open the gap of the scroll, Wu Heng rushed up with the Longyuan Sword in his hand, and between the collisions of the weapons and weapons, the sparks sputtered in all directions, and the monks continued to fly sideways and retreat, their faces pale.

They found that the young man in front of them not only had precise and fast swordsmanship, but also contained unparalleled brute force, even if he was lucky enough to block the killing move, he couldn't stop the force transmitted by the weapon when it collided.

Seeing that the disciples of Benzhuang couldn't stop each other at all, the old man in the blue robe could only threaten with words: "Young man, go against my Sanxian Village, there is no good fruit to eat!"

"Haha, you just regarded me as a demon cultivator, and if you have to punish me, anyway, if you die, it is better to fight for a future!" Wu Heng smiled uninhibitedly, without any restraints, the light and shadow sword duel became more and more proficient, one step at a time, one sword and one blood flower, no one in the Hualong territory could stop it, either flying out horizontally, or being stabbed out of a bloody hole, and let out a miserable scream.

The blue-robed old man looked embarrassed, and the other party's intention was already obvious, and he was willing to give up only if he apologized. There was no way, who let him kick an iron plate and had to bow his head.

Immediately, he was heartbroken, pulled down an old face and arched his hand at Wu Heng and said: "Fang is my Sanxianzhuang monk who has no eyes and no beads, and mistakenly thinks that the little brother is a demon cultivator, I am really sorry, I hope you don't remember the villain, this matter will be turned over." ”

"Hmph, you just wanted my life, and now you think about it with just a word of apology?" Wu Heng's sharp eyes swept over, and the blue-robed old man who stared at him felt a little weak in his heart.

The monks of Sanxianzhuang understood that this person was not an ordinary young man, but must be a great person in the great forces, and they all felt that they had retreated and were not making a move, to see if they could solve it peacefully.

One of them, who was about fifty years old, with black hair and white hair, retreated to the blue-robed old man and whispered: "This young man, he can kill me several times, but he has not killed him several times, it seems that he is still more afraid of Sanxianzhuang, talk to him, you should be able to discuss a solution." ”

"Yes, the other party did stay alive, although the disciples were all injured, none of them really lost their lives. Then another Tongtian powerhouse who withdrew also nodded and said.

Hearing this, the old man in the blue robe once again had a little confidence, as long as the other party is not a madman who is not afraid of heaven and earth, then there is a chance to negotiate peace. He nodded, and said to the two people around him in an undoubted tone: "This is natural, no matter how domineering he is, he is also afraid of my Sanxian Village." ”

"It's just that how to talk about it is tricky. The monk in his early fifties pondered, after fighting Wu Heng, he had not been able to regain his calm in his qi and blood now, and he was flowing in turmoil, and his chest was very tight.

Wu Heng looked at Sanxianzhuang and his party coldly, and sneered in his heart, he kept his hands and didn't kill, just because Ling Caier interceded for himself many times, where was he afraid of Sanxianzhuang, he had to go to many holy places he offended, and he didn't care about offending one more.

Ling Cai'er's eyes were very bright and moving, full of aura, and she nodded to the opponent's Wu Heng gratefully, thanking him for staying and not killing.

Wu Heng smiled slightly, the wind was light, as if to say, we are even, no one owes anyone.

"Is he so eager to dissociate himself from me?" Ling Cai'er saw Wu Heng smiling at herself, and for some reason, she always felt a little empty in her heart.

Soon, the blue-robed old man and the other two Heavenly Powerhouses had already finished discussing, and he stepped forward and shouted to Wu Heng: "This little brother, let's make a price." ”

They are all smart people, there is no need to be hypocritical, Wu Heng said: "I don't need your compensation, just return Shennong Ding." ”

The blue-robed old man was silent, retreated to the ranks of Xiansanzhuang monks, and asked everyone for countermeasures: "If that kid doesn't let go, he wants Shennong Ding, how should this be good?"

The black-haired and white-haired, lean Tongtian powerhouse frowned and said: "Shennong Ding is a peerless treasure, it can't be measured by price at all, even if Sanxian Zhuang gives everything he has, he may not be willing to change, but if we don't give it, we will force the other party to hurry, maybe the dog will jump off the wall in a hurry and kill without any scruples." ”

"Shennong Ding is of great use to my Sanxian Village, and it is impossible to return him. The blue-robed old man spoke resolutely, and then looked at the third lady Lingcai'er with some vagueness, as if he wanted to say something, but he wanted to say it and stopped.

Ling Cai'er said: "Elder Lu, if there is anything, just say it directly, after all, the stakes are very high now." ”

The blue-robed old man's eyes flashed, and Shen Nian sent a voice to her: "Heroes love beauties, Miss Fang Cai has made it clear to him many times, maybe that kid has already been tempted, if Miss is willing to move him and understand it now, maybe he will not only be able to meet Shennong Ding safely, but also put this genius into Sanxian Village in one fell swoop and use it!"

"This ......" Hearing this, Ling Cai'er was startled, and she didn't have any mental preparation at all, this was to ask her to subdue Wu Heng with her beauty, which was tantamount to entrusting her for life.

"Miss, I don't have much time to think about it, either Shennong Ding will be returned, or I will sacrifice my ego to achieve the brilliant future of Sanxianzhuang, and then you will go down in history and be respected by the people of Wanzhuang." The blue-robed old man's mind transmitted, and the rest of the people around him were confused, not knowing what he and the third lady were talking about.

Ling Cai'er's pretty face had already been smeared with a flush, and she was still a little hesitant, but under the temptation and persuasion of the blue-robed old man, she immediately mustered up her courage and said, "Okay, I am willing to sacrifice my little self to achieve the brilliant future of Sanxian Village!"

"Very good, if the owner of the village knew about your decision, he would definitely praise it!" the blue-robed old man nodded encouragingly.

However, Wu Heng had already intercepted the other party's divine thought transmission with the power of the Heavenly Eye, and secretly shook his head and sighed, this is the cruelty of the martial arts cultivation world, for a peerless treasure, he even did not hesitate to take the daughter of a saint master-level figure as an exchange price.

He held the Longyuan Sword in his hand, which made the other party interrupt this thought, and said indifferently: "I don't want anything except Shennong Ding, I don't want anything more, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"This kid seems to know our plan. The old man in the blue robe retracted his joy and felt weird, could it be that he had the ability to intercept his divine thoughts?

The blue-robed old man said tentatively, "Young man, why don't we talk about it?"

"I have already warned you just now, there is nothing to talk about!" Without saying anything, Wu Heng burst out with a golden divine power, and infested the blue-robed old man with the Displacement Void Technique, and slammed his fist into the opponent's chest.

This time, he was really murderous, the other party was too shameful, and he actually wanted to let an unemployed girl as an exchange price for himself.

The blue-robed old man's face was pale with fright, he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive, to say yes, Wu Heng's speed was too fast, and the displacement void approached, he didn't have time to dodge, so he could only greet it with palm power.

"Click!"

The moment the fists and palms collided, the sound of hand bones breaking was crisp in the ears, ah, the old man in the blue robe let out a miserable scream, not only the hand bones, but even the joints of his arms were cracked, and it hurt like a heart.

Seeing this, the monks of Sanxianzhuang were ready to move again, and they wanted to launch an offensive towards Wuheng.

"Fang Cai, for the sake of Miss Ling'er's face, I have bypassed your dog's life, if I still want to come now, I will never leave my hand!" Wu Hengda shouted, his eyes were like lightning, he scanned the four directions, and a monstrous killing intent spread out, causing everyone present to change color, and retreated without a fight.

"It turns out that this kid is for the sake of the third lady's face, so he will not kill. The old man in the blue robe looked even more embarrassed, he thought that the other party was afraid of the pursuit of the Three Immortals, but now it seems that this is just his unilateral ridiculous idea.

Wu Heng saw that the surrounding monks had retreated, then turned his head and stared at the blue-robed old man in front of him, and said categorically: "And you, you are in a catastrophe!"

"No, let Elder Lu go, please!" But just when Wu Heng was about to make a move, Ling Cai'er rushed forward with tears in her eyes, hugged Wu Heng's hand, and prevented him from swinging the Longyuan Sword to kill.

"You can not kill, but cultivation must be abolished!" Wu Heng was very resolute, and shook Ling Cai'er back a few steps with a strong essence, and the Longyuan sword in his hand turned into light and shadow and stabbed away.

The blue-robed old man's heart was like ashes, and the Evolution Holy Technique resisted, but to no avail, he was slashed open by the Longyuan Sword like a slashing foam, but it was a pity that the monks on his side were all shocked, and they didn't dare to come forward to stop it, otherwise they would still have a chance to escape.

He made a desperate fight, using all his skills one by one, Wu Heng cracked it with the Qiankun Divine Fist, the power was incomparable, and the sky was bombarded into darkness, and the power of Jingyuan was surging.

"Poof"

When the blue-robed old man withstood the ninety-one punches of Qiankun, he finally stopped and coughed out the essence blood of the Yuan Shen in a big gulp.

"No, don't abolish my cultivation as a ......," he almost pleaded, and with a look of madness and panic, he stepped back again and again.

But fast, but not as fast as the word array, the Longyuan sword in Wu Heng's hand stabbed the opponent's chest fiercely, and the blood gushed like an infusion, and then dozens of openings were cut down, picking out the sixteen meridians of the blue-robed old man.

The scene was extremely bloody, and the monks of Sanxianzhuang were all frightened by the thunderous means, and they didn't dare to move at all.

"Ah, I, I don't want to be a waste......" the old man cried out in tears, his face was bitter and hideous.

"Abolish your cultivation, so as not to indiscriminately recognize others as demon cultivators and kill innocents indiscriminately in the future. Wu Heng withdrew the Long Yuan Sword, spoke indifferently, and then strode towards Ling Cai'er.

Ling Cai'er panicked, it was hard to imagine how Wu Heng, who had a delicate face and a bookish temperament, could be so terrible, she didn't dare to resist, she could only return the Shennong Ding in her hand to Wu Heng.

After taking over Shennong Ding, Wu Hengping glanced at Ling Cai'er, which was regarded as saying goodbye, and then, he didn't look back, and flew away under the stunned gaze of the scene.

"You, do you dare to leave your name?" The old man in the blue robe who had been abolished and cultivated was very unwilling to let Wu Heng leave, and with the support of everyone, he barely yelled loudly, so that he could go to take revenge in the future!

"If you don't change your name or change your surname, your surname is Wu Mingheng, if you want Sanxian Zhuang to administer justice for you and find me to avenge you, go to Xuanyuan's house in the South China Sea and point out my Wu Heng's name!" Wu Heng's voice echoed in the sky, and the person had long since disappeared.

Hearing this, the blue-robed old man couldn't believe it at first, and then a pair of cloudy eyes lost his light, even if Sanxian Zhuang went all out, he might not be able to surrender him, it seemed that there was no hope of revenge, and there would never be a chance......

The monk of Sanxianzhuang was stunned, and Wu Heng ...... He is actually the human god Wu Heng......

Ling Cai'er stayed where she was and watched Wu Heng for a long time, her heart was indescribably complicated, it turned out that he was Wu Heng, the human god who single-handedly destroyed the Qingyang League and had endless myths and legends!

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