This scene made everyone present not react.

When everyone followed the sword, the sword had already pierced into the chest of the Fire Wheel Evil King.

This sword was actually stabbed by Cui Heng.

His legs were not incapacitated, but stood upright on the stone slab of the square, leaving everyone in astonishment and speechless. Even Qin Shang and Pei light makeup are no exception.

Was it an accident?

It was indeed an accident.

No one thought that Cui Heng had always disguised his disability. That perseverance, that perseverance, and that forbearance are all admirable.

It is conceivable that he has worked hard for today's sword.

No one thought that Cui Heng would still have such a strong lethality after the war.

No one thought that Cui Heng would stab a sword at this time, making the Fire Wheel Evil King's injuries worse.

All this is worth it for Cui Heng and Shushan.

Cui Heng's face was expressionless, he looked at the Fire Wheel Evil King for a moment, and said coldly: "Li Xingzhou, this sword is what you owe me, and I will pay you back today." ”

In the face of Cui Heng's sword that assassinated him, the Fire Wheel Evil King was inexplicably not angry, but still so indifferent.

He refined the dragon yuan and practiced the Hinayana jade body, and he was already lonely and cold, when he suddenly saw Lou Chongfeng and Giya surrounded him vigilantly, and calmly shouted: "Retreat." This is the personal grudge between this king and Shushan and Cui Heng. He can't kill me. ”

His expression and tone have a domineering and condescending momentum, which is all convincing.

Even if he was hit by a sword, he made no secret of his confidence and arrogance.

This sentence seems to be plain, but in fact it is extremely tough, extremely domineering, and sharp and harsh, and every word is heart-wrenching.

Before he could finish speaking, there was another soft sound.

Blood is spurring.

The sword left the body of the Fire Wheel Evil King.

Cui Heng didn't have too many words, and drew his sword to express his warning against the hubris of the Fire Wheel Cult.

At the same time, his long eyebrows suddenly raised, and his majestic aura broke through the sky, and he occasionally took out his sword again, very calm, and even seemed a little withdrawn and a little wooden.

He practiced the art of "life", and since the first day, he knew that the heavenly order could not be leaked and the mandate of heaven could not be violated, so he cherished words like gold, and would not say one more word or one more word.

Because every word and sentence he says is very likely to affect the fate of others.

Over time, his words were few and cold.

The same is true of his kendo, simple and cold.

He was born with a sword heart, but he loves swords alone.

The previous sword may have avenged the revenge of the year with a sneak attack, but this sword is a battle of righteousness and light.

Over the years, he and his apprentice Shangguan Bupo have had very little time to practice the "life" technique, but they have devoted their energy to swordsmanship.

Meditate during the day and meditate at night, day after day, year after year.

Because of this, Cui Heng's cultivation of today's kendo has unknowingly surpassed Qin Shang, and even the second senior brother Yan Changkong also said in Compass Square a few years ago, "On kendo alone, I am not as good as you".

Seeing Cui Heng stabbing out a thunderous sword again, Qin Shang and Pei Qianxiang glanced at each other, deeply shocked by the talent contained in this sword, but they didn't say anything, their feelings were very complicated, there was awe, respect, admiration, relief, and admiration......

The people who also looked at Cui Heng were Xue Ne, Lan Mo, Zhao Wuwu and all the disciples of Shushan, none of them spoke, nor did they think too much, but they subconsciously gave birth to endless emotions.

In their impression, Cui Heng is an elder eccentric who rarely moves, rarely speaks, and either locks himself quietly in his room, or plays chess and drinks tea alone.

Even in the face of his most beloved disciple Shangguan Bupo, he only taught life art and kendo on a daily basis, and did not communicate too much, nothing more.

When I saw him today, everyone found that he also had some similarities with them, such as perseverance, perseverance, and pride......

Knowing that he was invincible, he still had to fight.

Fight to your death.

Such a person is truly remarkable.

Everyone felt that he was an object worthy of respect and learning in his spiritual life.

The opposite of this idea is the Evil King of the Fire Wheel.

He thinks that Cui Heng's challenge to himself is undoubtedly self-defeating.

His eyebrows moved slightly at the same time, and there was a hint of ridicule on his face, and he said extremely indifferently and indifferently: "The sword just now failed to kill this king, and you have no chance with this sword." ”

The wound closes automatically.

Repair is self-healing.

The wind is like rage.

A furious cyclone struck from all directions, roaring and screaming.

I saw that the Evil King of the Fire Wheel held his hands high and spread out, and his robes, which had been blowing in the wind, stood still, but he seemed to become the center of a storm, completely enveloping the entire square under the power of the storm he had caused.

Dragon's Breath of the Wind.

This is the dignity of the green dragon in the sacred realm, as if it is a heavenly might.

Heaven and earth seemed to stand still for a moment.

Under the guidance of the Wheel of Fire, the Wind of Dragon's Breath has been extended to this supreme level.

Suddenly, under his roar, the storm danced wildly, spreading out from the core, forming one vortex after another with the strength, like a snow-white blade that was essentially spinning, short and powerful, scraping more and more fiercely, and attacking Cui Heng without a head for a while.

The wind is like a knife, walking in space, this is to give Cui Heng a similar way to death as Ling Chi.

At this time, the Evil King of the Fire Wheel, there was an amazing feeling that he had concentrated the fury of heaven and earth and the universe here, and immediately became a giant who could control the heavens and the earth in the eyes of everyone, which made people feel small and self-defeating.

Cui Heng was stuck in the air, surrounded by the storm whirlpool, giving birth to the feeling that he had been completely cut off from the outside world, absolutely isolated and helpless, and submerged by the rapid whirlwind of the sea of qi.

In particular, each Qi Vortex is like a blade, constantly cutting his body, consuming a small amount of his body-protecting True Qi, and when the vortex goes forward and follows, one after another, and even sometimes two or more cyclones attack his body at the same time, his loss is even greater.

If you hadn't experienced it, you wouldn't have believed that there was such a powerful move in the world, and it seemed that there was no end to the terrible exercises.

For a moment, he knew that he was falling behind again, and the Evil King of the Wheel of Fire was forcing him to fight back in an extremely inferior situation.

How can he equalize?

There is only the Shushan Sword Formation.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent, and there is no room for buffer.

Cui Heng's mind entered the quiet realm of the ancient well, like a mountain that will never be shaken even if the wind and rain blow, his eyes are full of light, his whole body clothes are fluttering, and the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose oozed blood that has not yet dried up, and the appearance is extremely strange.

Under the pressure of the powerful aura of the Fire Wheel Evil King, an unprecedented new sword formation of Shushui was set up by him with one person and one sword.

One after another, the sword aura spread out like a torrential rain, like the light of the stars that filled the night sky, and in an instant, it cut open the cracks in the space, turning countless fragments and sword chips into a blast away, as if countless arrows of strength were blocking the wind vortex that overflowed like blades.

This sword array was cold and lonely.

This sword array is amazing.

No one knows what kind of adventure happened to Cui Heng.

No one knew the name of the new sword formation that Cui Heng had created with his talent and wisdom.

However, this sword formation formed a new formation realm.

Sword Domain.

"Okay!" Outside the storm, the cheers of Qin Shang and Xue Ne sounded.

The sound of "crackling" is endless, and there is no pause in between.

The timbre varies, with sharp, rough, sharp, clear, dull ......

Even if Cui Heng's sword domain was unimaginably powerful and terrifying, it was still not enough to resist the dragon breath wind of the Fire Wheel Evil King, let alone kill him.

However, that doesn't mean you can't hurt him.

Just as the sword wind and sword light clashed, the whole body of the Fire Wheel Evil King was also illuminated by the light of the sword domain. The sword light cut off several of his long hairs fluttering in the wind, and also cut through the sleeves of his gorgeous and noble robes.

Cui Heng's sneak attack sword before, he was not angry. However, now facing Cui Heng's Starlight Sword Domain, he couldn't help but get angry.

I am a Hinayana spirit, how can you hurt me?

I am recognized as the number one sword in the world, how dare you be stronger than me?

This is something that must not be allowed.

The eyes of the Fire Wheel Evil King, who had been as indifferent as a god before, suddenly appeared with a slightly confused expression, and then quickly transformed into a flood of anger.

Qinglong was angry, and the world was shocked!

In an instant, the wind was fiercer, and the sword light was more ferocious.

The Wind of Dragon's Breath is extremely powerful and terrifying.

Blood spilled from the corners of Cui Heng's lips and flowed out of his body, faster and faster.

He was covered in blood, but he remained unmoved.

Without reservation, he instilled all the remaining True Yuan in his body into the Starlight Sword Domain.

He was not afraid of death.

The Firewheel Evil King seems to be an inexhaustible force, and all the situation has been under his control from beginning to end. And Cui Heng couldn't stop the loss, and the terrible feeling of being long and disappearing constituted the most irresistible pressure on him.

The irresistible wind of dragon's breath kept rushing towards Cui Heng, and Cui Heng was like a fallen leaf blown up by a super storm. Even if he has the true qi of protecting the body, the pressure that his whole body can withstand is on the verge of collapse.

Everyone watching the battle in the square, whether it was Lou Chongfeng, Yi Ye, or Qin Shang, Pei Qianxiang, Xue Ne, Lan Mo, Zhao Wuwu and others, did not speak.

They know that Cui Heng can be said to be the top master of sword use today, but in the face of the Hinayana Jade Body Fire Wheel Evil King, and in the face of the world's No. 1 kendo powerhouse, there is still no chance of winning.

If there are no accidents, no miracles, the results are self-evident.

However, the world is unpredictable and unpredictable.

Just when Cui Heng opened his mouth and spurted out blood all over the sky, his body cut by the wind knife was incomplete, he was seriously injured, and he was about to step into the road of Huangquan, the wind suddenly gradually stopped.

The sudden upheaval in front of them made everyone feel strange and inexplicable.

Could it be that the Evil King of the Fire Wheel is merciful, or is he also weak in his follow-up?

The Evil King of the Fire Wheel, who was caught off guard, sensed that there was a solemn and holy and even somewhat sacred aura between heaven and earth, which not only blocked all the coercion and cutting of Cui Heng by the wind of dragon breath, but also caused the wind of dragon breath around his body to slowly disappear.

The Fire Wheel Evil King had no choice but to temporarily collect his magic skills.

The wind disappears.

Cui Heng fell to the ground in a daze, spurting out a mouthful of blood again, trying not to inspect the injuries in the meridians, and his eyes did not look at the Fire Wheel Evil King, but turned his gaze to the Compass Square, which was ten miles away on the mountain.

The same is true of the Evil King of the Wheels.

Their divine senses not only sensed the strength of this force, but also captured the person's position, and a look of disbelief could not help but appear on their faces at the same time.

In an instant, the Fire Wheel Evil King thought of someone.

A very terrible afterlife.

He is a disciple of the Medicine King and a powerful rune master.

His name appears on the "Decree of Burning at the Stake" issued by himself.

His cultivation also made him extremely admired, and even did not hesitate to appoint a saint to lead him into the religion, but he finally refused.

He is Feng Yi.

Seeing this, everyone also looked at Luopan Square.

A small black dot appeared in the direction of the compass square, and then walked in the mountain wind, such as the clouds and mist, the ethereal freehand fairy, flying more than ten miles between the three breaths, and falling to the square in front of the Qingyang Palace.

The Fire Wheel Evil King frowned slightly, slightly surprised, he didn't expect Feng Yi to come to Shushan quietly.

Fortunately, Tu Jinqun and Zhi Bingwei had already sent a signal to themselves, and they had succeeded.

Feng Yi stood in the center of the square, his clothes fluttering in the mountain breeze, with the demeanor of a beautiful son Yushu in the wind, indescribably gentle and elegant, calm and calm.

Zhao Wuwu couldn't believe his eyes, his whole pretty face lit up with surprise and excitement, and after a cheer, he applauded happily: "Sir, why did you come to Shushan?"

Feng Yi smiled and said shamelessly: "In the dark, pinch your fingers, as if I heard the call of you, a student, so Mr. came." ”

Xue Ne and Lan Mo were also happy and excited, and their heavy hearts were immediately swept away.

Standing in the center of so many people for the first time, being watched by so many people, Feng Yi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but he was helpless, and had to pay attention to them one by one, smiling and showing goodwill.

His smile is as warm as the sun, as soft as the mountain breeze, and has a sense of freedom of fairy wind and bones, which is obviously standing in front of everyone's eyes, but it makes people feel ethereal and distant.