The realm of martial arts, one law, ten thousand laws.

Even though He Heng himself is not a pure swordsman, his martial arts realm has far surpassed the so-called god of swords, and has stepped into a new realm, which is close to the realm of earth law in the Great Heaven World.

At this point, flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, and people are not people.

No matter what kind of weapon is used, it can reach a kind of extreme realm.

Of course, because He Heng himself is not pure enough for the way of the sword, and he is not sincere enough, it is naturally impossible to achieve the realm of the unity of man and sword, so even if he can reach the realm of the god of the sword in the realm, but in the real sense, his sword is a little worse than the real god of the sword, at most it is about the same as Ye Gucheng, who is now infinitely close to the sword god.

He Heng is sincere to himself, sincere to the Tao!

Cultivating is the unity of heaven and man, and then replacing the path of heaven with my way, as far as he is concerned, then weapons are nothing more than foreign objects, and they can be discarded at any time, so naturally he can't be loyal, so he will never be able to surpass Xie Xiaofeng, Ye Gucheng and others in the way of the sword, even if his realm is very high.

However, He Heng's martial arts practice is just for the purpose of protecting the way, how could he hang himself on the mere way of the sword?

Moreover, even if the sword heart is not pure, with his martial arts realm, there are few people in this world who can compete with him in the way of the sword.

He didn't know about the others, but he understood that at least the handsome Yifan in front of him was still not good.

The sword qi was like water, and it suddenly cut through a trace of yin, and with a floating cloud, it stabbed out violently.

"Bang!Bang!"

The sound of metal colliding continued to resound, the sword light flew, and the entire mountain peak was shrouded in a trace of slaughter, and the surging sword intent swept away, and the brilliant light raged.

Shuai Yifan's sword is extremely sharp, and each sword carries the spirit of the whole body, surging and killing, sharpening iron like mud, and cutting off the qi.

And He Heng was even more terrifying, the immortal sword was swaying in his hand like flowing water, and each sword was as wonderful as nature, full of creation and mystery.

"Peng!"

The two of them fought very quickly, colliding with dozens of swords in just a moment, and the infinite sword shadows flickered.

Having said so much, in fact, their fight, in just an instant, the Immortal Sword had already appeared on Shuai Yifan's throat, and it stopped only half an inch away from him.

Shuai Yifan looked at the sword in his hand, his back was soaked with sweat, and he looked at He Heng and said, "You do it, kill me." The old man was fortunate to see the realm of the god in this sword in this life, and it was not in vain to practice the sword all his life. ”

Saying this, Shuai Yifan's eyes did not carry any fear, but had a kind of piety, which was the yearning for a higher realm of swordsmanship.

He Heng glanced at him coldly, and the immortal sword Huo Ran put it away and returned it to its sheath.

"Why?" Shuai Yifan was very puzzled, looked at He Heng tightly and said: "It was the old man who wanted to kill you first, now that my skills are not as good as others, I deserve to die, why don't you do it?"

He Heng looked into his eyes and said word by word: "I won't kill you, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that it's useless to keep you." ”

Shuai Yifan's face was a little puzzled, and he said, "What do you want the old man to do?" As long as it doesn't violate morality, I can do it without refusal." ”

He Heng looked at him, smiled, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I heard that Li Guanyu created a sword formation that is said to be invincible in the world, this time, you invited a total of six kendo masters, I want to see and see, this sword array, if you are missing, it will not be fun." ”

"Do you want to see that sword formation?" Shuai Yifan frowned violently, and said: "Do you know the danger of this formation, the six of us join forces, I am afraid that there will be almost no one in the world, not to mention this even more terrifying formation?"

"There is no need for Mr. Shuai to worry about this, I naturally know it, if this array is not powerful, I will not come. He Heng looked at Shuai Yifan in a light tone.

"But ......"

Shuai Yifan was about to say something, but at this time, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Since he wants to die, why should the handsome brother stop him. ”

He Heng looked at it, and several people had already walked in.

All of them were dressed in pure black, extremely soft silk robes. The glittering silk robe was as soft as flowing water, but when they walked, they didn't even fluctuate the silk robe as soft as flowing water.

Their steps are as smooth as flowing water, light as ghosts.

Their faces were covered with a black silk scarf, and even their eyes were blindfolded, so that no one could recognize who they really were?

The first man, thin and long, stood straight like a gun, and carried a strange bronze sword in his hand.

The second person is short and thin, and the third person is tall and burly, and when the two walk together, they look very dazzling and prominent.

The swords in the palms of these two people are both brilliant and extraordinary, but the shape of the swords is not special, and anyone can identify the origin of these two swords.

The fourth person is very ordinary, and he is also a very ordinary bronze sword, even if he walks on the road, I am afraid that no one will look at him more.

The fifth man, short and fat, with a bulging belly like a bead, and the sword in his hand was neither gold nor iron, and when he looked closely, he turned out to be made of wood.

None of these five people spoke or moved, but as soon as they walked in, it seemed to be filled with a murderous aura that made people shudder.

"Oh, presumably a few of them are the other swordsmanship masters of the Buna Sword Formation, and they are indeed the top masters in the world, and they are disrespectful. Although He Heng's words were polite words, his tone did not carry any respect, and even had a hint of mockery.

The faces of these people sank suddenly, glanced at He Heng, and were silent for a moment, one of them sighed: "A few of us old guys who don't even dare to show their faces really don't deserve the respect of others." ”

He Heng looked at them coldly, didn't say anything, just held the sword in his hand.

At this time, one of the five people suddenly stood up, as if he couldn't bear to say: "Young man, it is not easy for you to reach such a state at this age, let an old fellow like me be ashamed, you could have a broader future, why do you need to try this sword formation? If you regret it now, it will be too late." ”

Several other people also looked at He Heng coldly, silent, as if they were acquiescing to that person's words.

He Heng looked at them, suddenly laughed, and said, "I have never regretted doing things, what's more, do you really think you will eat me?"

He Heng suddenly showed a sharp and murderous aura on his body, shaking this pavilion, and many leaves were falling in the vast land around him.

"Young man, don't you be too arrogant and hurt yourself?" said one of them, the one who had a cold sip at first.

"Whether it's arrogance or not, you'll know right away!" He Heng's eyes squinted at the six of them, full of fighting intent and surging with murderous intent, "Do it, everything depends on the sword in your hand." ”

He Heng stood proudly in the center, proudly raising his sword, and scanning the surroundings.

The six of them looked at each other and said, "Since you ask for this, then it is a matter of life and death." ”

The six of them quickly separated, each rejecting one side, and in the shape of a long six, they surrounded He Heng in the center, raising their swords and towering.

The autumn wind is bleak, the sky is slightly cold for a while, the ethereal and lonely, and the sword moves!