Hearing this, Zhang Heng was stunned at first, and then came back to his senses. From the young man's words, Zhang Heng had already learned that the young man in front of him was probably the same as the previous three-grade alchemist, all of whom were from Tianyun Academy. Judging from Fang Wenbin's attitude, this young man should still have a lot of identity in Tianyun Academy.

As Zhang Heng thought, this young man was indeed from Tianyun Academy, and his identity as a young man in Tianyun Academy was no better than Ouyang, a third-grade alchemist.

The young man's name was Hua Ren, and he was the first person among the young generation of Tianjian Peak of Tianyun Academy. And the reason why he was here was because of the enrollment of the four major colleges two days later.

Zhang Heng nodded, without any change on his face, which was an answer to what the young man asked just now. Seeing Zhang Heng nodding, Hua Ren's face became gloomy, and he immediately said lightly: "Then you can die!"

As soon as the words fell, a powerful aura erupted from Hua Ren's body, feeling this oppressive aura, Zhang Heng's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help muttering: "True Spirit Realm Five Heavens!"

Just when Zhang Heng was stunned, Hua Ren's figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place, and after Zhang Heng came back to his senses, he only felt that a powerful force was rushing towards him.

In a hurry, the spirit sword in Zhang Heng's hand swung out, and a fierce sword qi struck out.

"Hmph! Xuan-level low-level martial arts are just them, and they dare to show them out to be embarrassed!" Seeing the power of Zhang Heng's actual martial arts, Hua Ren sneered, and then said: "Let you see and understand today, what is the real martial art!"

"Xuan-level intermediate martial arts!

As Hua Ren's shouts fell, a majestic spiritual power appeared around like a wave. The spiritual power in the sky continued to gather, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge palm in front of Hua Ren, and swept towards Zhang Heng.

Feeling the power of this martial art, Zhang Heng was shocked in his heart, and while his figure retreated backwards, the long sword in his hand kept waving.

"Weeping Blood Sword Technique, First Style, Sword Shadow in the Sky!"

"Weeping Blood Sword Technique, Second Style, Sword Breaking Mountains and Rivers!"

"Weeping Blood Sword Technique, First Style, Sword Shadow Brake!"

After Zhang Heng continuously performed the three forms of the Weeping Blood Sword Technique, the huge spiritual power palm condensed by Hua Ren was finally shattered by Zhang Heng, and then the palm turned into nothingness.

Before Zhang Heng could breathe a sigh of relief, Hua Ren's sneer immediately came: "I have some ability, but this is not enough!"

"Xuan-level advanced martial arts, tearing the heavenly dragon grasp!"

Hua Ren shouted, and the majestic spiritual power suddenly erupted from his body, and with a wave of his right hand, a faint golden light suddenly appeared in the void, and the golden light converged into a dragon claw phantom in the void in the blink of an eye, exuding a breathtaking momentum.

A force that made Zhang Heng feel very palpitations suddenly appeared in mid-air. And after Fang Wenbin saw the phantom of the dragon claw in the void, his body couldn't stop trembling, and his face showed a shock that could not be concealed.

"This... Is this the Sky Tearing Dragon Claw Hand that Tianyun Academy claims to be able to compare to earth-level martial arts?" Fang Wenbin suddenly exclaimed.

And when everyone around heard Fang Wenbin's words, they all showed shocked faces.

At this time, Zhang Heng's face also showed unprecedented solemnity. He also listened to Fang Wenbin's words, which were comparable to the power of ground-level martial arts, which he could not compete with. Just when Zhang Heng was a little overwhelmed, suddenly, Zhang Heng's face changed suddenly.

Just when he was shrouded by this powerful force, Zhang Heng suddenly felt an inexplicable force in his inner body constantly squirming, as if there was a tendency to break out of his body.

"This... This is my martial spirit!"

Zhang Heng exclaimed. At this time, Zhang Heng couldn't figure out what was going on with his martial soul at this critical moment. But now Zhang Heng can't take care of so much, he immediately gritted his teeth, his body shook suddenly, and shouted: "Martial Soul is now!"

As Zhang Heng's voice fell, a burst of rich black qi continued to benefit from his body, converging towards Zhang Heng. After a while, a huge black hole slowly appeared in mid-air, and the powerful suction power of the black hole suddenly emanated, directly enveloping the golden dragon claw phantom in mid-air.

"This! This is a martial spirit!"

Seeing the phantom in mid-air, Hua Ren's brows tightened, and his face began to change. Hua Ren clearly felt that the black hole in mid-air at this time was greedily absorbing the spiritual power around him, including the power of the golden dragon claw that his martial arts had conjured.

In mid-air, as the black hole continued to absorb the power emitted by the golden dragon claws, the black hole, which was originally somewhat indifferent, began to slowly become substantial, and the suction emitted from the black hole became more and more intense. This made Hua Ren feel a little uneasy in his heart.

I am afraid that there will be a late change, Hua Ren will no longer keep his hand, and immediately step forward, where his right foot fell, the ground suddenly cracked, and cracks continued to spread. I saw Hua Ren's right hand flip, and a long sword emitting golden light suddenly appeared in his hand, and then turned into a golden light and slashed towards Zhang Heng fiercely.

Without waiting for Zhang Heng to react, the black hole martial soul in mid-air seemed to have absorbed enough power, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the black hole, and a black light flashed sporadically.

The long sword that continued to burst out of the black qi was quietly suspended in mid-air, and just as Hua Ren's martial arts arrived, the long sword suddenly turned into a black shadow and fell in front of Zhang Heng.

At the moment of Mu Ne, Zhang Heng stretched out his right hand and held it tightly on the black sword, under the guidance of the black sword, Zhang Heng's eyes were closed, and a sword fell into the air and fell into the golden dragon claw.

"Hmph! It's just a diagram! I want to see how your sword can compete with a blow that is comparable to the power of my earth-level martial arts!"

Feeling the power contained in this sword, Hua Ren was also a little surprised in his heart, but he quickly calmed down. Whether it is in terms of cultivation or martial arts, he is much higher than the young man in front of him, Hua Ren doesn't believe it, the young man in front of him can really break his own Sky Tearing Dragon Claw with a sword.

Rumble!

Two fierce forces, one gold and one black, collided violently, and in an instant, the violent energy centered on the collision and spread in all directions. Seeing this, the crowd of spectators screamed and ran into the distance. But even so, there were still some people who couldn't escape because they were hit by this frenzied violence and let out a scream.

Although most of the people who came to watch were cultivators, these people were just ordinary cultivators, and the highest cultivation only referred to the Triple Heaven of the Refining Body Realm. In the face of a True Spirit Realm and the aftermath generated by the collision of forces comparable to the True Spirit Realm, how could they be resisted by ordinary dancers.

After this frenzied force attacked, these ordinary martial artists didn't even have time to mobilize the spiritual power in their bodies to defend, so they were drowned in this wave of qi and shattered to pieces.

And as the envoys of these two forces, Zhang Heng and Hua Ren are also very uncomfortable at the moment. Although the two of them cultivated profoundly, in the face of the impact of this violent air current, their bodies flew out upside down.

When the qi wave dissipated, the originally solemn and majestic Fang family became devastated at this moment. The vermilion gate was completely shattered under the impact of the air waves, and the thick walls also collapsed. Except for a very few buildings in the entire Fang family, the rest were turned into ashes and turned into ruins.

Touch!

In the ruins of a wall, a popping sound was heard, and a white figure flashed out of it. At this time, Hua Ren no longer had the graceful appearance he had before, his spotless white shirt became tattered at this time, and his face was covered with dust, especially the blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, which was particularly eye-catching.