Chapter 677: Yellow Sand is Overwhelming
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A trace of fierceness flashed in Ge Qingming's eyes, and the momentum surged layer by layer, locking on Chen Heng so as not to be dodged. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He was very confident in himself, he was already in the early stage of the Jindan Realm at a young age, and he was younger than Chen Heng, which made him even more proud.
Originally, it was all Jindan Realm, Ge Qingming didn't think that Chen Heng was much stronger than him, and at this time, it was a sneak attack, and he could already foresee Chen Heng's fate.
"If you are arrogant, you will have to pay the price!"
The corners of Ge Qingming's mouth rose slightly, he liked to trample this kind of recognized genius and strong man under his feet, watching them panic, watching them despair, letting the world know that he was the biggest genius in the world.
Under this kind of psychology, Ge Qingming was extremely excited, and even had already played extraordinarily, he believed that if this sword went out, Chen Heng, a new genius, would have to fall.
However, when his abacus was about to start, and the long sword in his hand was about to pierce Chen Heng's heart, Chen Heng, who looked very flustered, suddenly calmed down, and a strange sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.
"Not good!"
An ominous premonition rose suddenly, and although he easily got carried away, he was not a fool.
Thinking of Chen Heng entering the Misty Sand Valley alone, he must have been prepared, how could he be attacked by himself so easily?
However, although he thought so in his heart, if he did it again, he would definitely use this trick, and he was really not sure that he would be able to defeat Chen Heng head-on.
The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.
If he changed to another opponent, no matter how calm and calm the other party was, Ge Qingming would not care in the slightest, but seeing Chen Heng's sudden change in expression, he suddenly put away his contempt in his heart and became cautious.
All thoughts passed in an instant, and at this time, the long sword in Ge Qingming's hand was only an inch away from Chen Heng, and there was no time to react.
It's just that Ge Qingming has become completely cautious at the moment, as long as Chen Heng is still standing here, he is not prepared to relax in the slightest.
At this time, Chen Heng finally made a move.
It's just such a close distance, even if he is really as strong as rumored, can he still react?
At least, if it were him, there would be no way. Ge Qingming thought so.
Chen Heng's reaction was very simple, just staring, that's all.
An indescribable momentum burst out from him, this feeling, Ge Qingming had never even felt in his father, it seemed to be very similar to the old ancestor just now.
"Could it be that he is at the same level as the old ancestor?"
Ge Qingming didn't believe in this kind of thing, but that kind of momentum burst out, but it made his heart tighten for no reason.
And the next moment, with the explosion of momentum, a strange energy diffusion that Ge Qingming couldn't understand at all, with a "Zheng" sound, his long sword seemed to be blocked by something, and suddenly stopped the momentum.
Under the force, the body of the long sword was bending, but the tip of the sword could not move an inch, and it just stopped firmly on the surface of Chen Heng's clothes.
It seems that on the surface of his clothes, there is an extra layer of qi wall at this time, a layer of invisible but really existing qi wall, no matter how Ge Qingming urges, he can no longer move an inch.
"What is this?
Ge Qingming's face changed slightly, but there was no panic, and the momentum burst out, bursting out all the accumulated strength.
He believes that the magic weapon also needs spiritual power to activate, even if Chen Heng has a defensive magic weapon on his body, he will definitely not be able to accumulate too strong energy when he is caught off guard, but he is calculated by heart and unintentional, and he will definitely be able to break this magic weapon with all his strength, and even hit Chen Heng who is hidden behind.
It's a pity that it was not a defensive magic weapon at all, but Chen Heng stimulated the power of the soul, and in the Jindan realm, especially in the face of a cultivator of a second-rate force like Ge Qingming, it was almost absolutely suppressed.
Ge Qingming didn't recognize the power of the soul, but the ancestor of the Ge family did, so when Chen Heng's momentum exploded, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"
It's late!
It is true that there is a calculation or no intention, but the person who is calculated is Ge Qingming.
The suppression of the Jindan Realm by the power of the soul is absolutely irreversible, even among the top ten masters, those who have not comprehended the power of the soul are difficult to beat Chen Heng in the pure energy competition, let alone Ge Qingming.
The soul power exploded, accompanied by the fluctuation of spiritual power, all of Ge Qingming's attacks instantly reversed, and the energy that erupted by himself was completely borne by himself.
Ge Qingming couldn't have imagined this in any way, and when he heard the ancestor's shouting, he knew that he was going to be bad.
But the offensive is old, and it's too late to change tactics.
The attacks all rolled back, and Ge Qingming didn't have time to defend at all, he screamed, and his body shook violently in an instant.
However, the long sword he hit on Chen Heng's body, as if it was absorbed by some strange energy, was completely unable to break free, and under the sudden shock of his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly.
His internal organs have been greatly damaged.
But such a strong backlash failed to shake him away, and he still stood there steadily, standing on Chen Heng's body.
Chen Heng still had a faint smile on his face, looking very temperamental, but it made Ge Qingming shocked.
This man is the devil!
At this time, a sense of powerlessness rose in Ge Qingming's heart, the other party was just light, his eyes glanced at it, he declared a failure with a full blow, but was injured by his own attack, what kind of strength is this?
"Could it be that the disciples of the sect are really so strong that the difference in strength is really that big?"
"No, it's impossible! he's definitely not a Jindan realm cultivator!"
Ge Qingming didn't want to admit it anyway, they were both in the Jindan Realm, but the gap was far away.
However, he is by no means a person who easily admits defeat, even if he does not think that he is the opponent at this time, even if he is seriously injured at this time, he has not thought of sitting still.
If you can't get the attack back, give up.
Ge Qingming is a person who can bend and stretch, and when he couldn't retreat, he resolutely chose to give up.
Give up the attack, give up the sword in your hand!
The right hand subconsciously let go, and the huge suction force that originally came from it disappeared in an instant, although the body was still full of pressure, it was much better than just now.
"Retreat first, and then find a way!"
Ge Qingming didn't want to lose face in front of the old ancestor, and he didn't think about letting the old ancestor come forward at this time.
It's a pity again, someone didn't let him retreat, he couldn't.
When Ge Qingming let go of the long sword in his hand, he was shocked to find that the layer of qi wall that he couldn't sense also rolled back as he attacked, like an invisible air cover, enveloping him and completely restraining him.
Bang!
A muffled sound came when Ge Qing subconsciously retreated, and his body hit the invisible air cover, but it made a real sound.
"Wow", Ge Qingming spurted out a mouthful of blood again, the shock just now already made him a little unbearable, and now when he bumped into it again, his eyes suddenly turned black, his steps staggered, and he slowly fell to the ground.
Chen Heng didn't look at Ge Qingming, who had fainted, and slowly raised his hand, and the long sword that was absorbed automatically turned around and sent the hilt into his hand.
"A good sword!"
This is a real magic weapon, although the level is a bit low, and there are a lot of impurities inside, but considering that they are only second-rate forces, the background of this Ge family can be seen.
After a slight glance, the light flashed, and the sword had been put into Chen Heng's bag.
This is Chi Guoguo's ignorance, and it is also Chi Guoguo's provocation!
The ancestor of the Ge family almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, this guy is too arrogant.
At the same time, he was also a little shocked, he couldn't be more aware of Ge Qingming's strength, just a face, he was defeated like this, and he was defeated so completely.
"Yuan Shen Realm?!"
There was shock in his eyes, but also a strong jealousy.
A hundred years ago, he was already at the peak of the Jindan Realm, and a hundred years later, he was able to break through to the Yuan Shen Realm, and it was only a stable realm in the near future.
He never thought that a kid in his early twenties, who didn't have any hair in his eyes, could be compared to him in terms of realm.
"No! It can't be! The real Yuan Shen Realm is definitely more than this, this hateful kid must have used some secret method that can suddenly explode. ā
"Does he want to deter me? Or does he want me to miscalculate, so that he can take advantage of it. ā
"No matter what it is, even if he really has the strength of the Yuan God Realm, he can't be my opponent. ā
All kinds of thoughts flashed in the mind of the ancestor of the Ge family, and there was still a slight look of shock on his face, but he couldn't stop the killing intent in his heart.
"You must not let him go, otherwise the Ge family will be finished. ā
"He must die!"
Thinking of this, the ancestor of the Ge family suddenly roared angrily, and bursts of red light rose from his whole body, and a heat wave gushed out.
The red light rose into the sky, as if a fireball with boundless heat was burning, and the fire surged, and the ground became even more cracked, making a "crackling" burning sound.
"Fire Spirit Root!"
Chen Heng's expression finally became a little solemn, the spiritual root can only be fully exerted above the Yuan Shen Realm, with attached attributes, Chen Heng will be very troublesome against him.
"Boy, I don't care if you are a disciple of the True Martial Sword Sect or not. ā
"Whoever stands in my way will be killed!"
The ancestor of the Ge family looked a little crazy, his face was hideous, and with his roar, the momentum on his body became even worse, and the invisible energy supported his body and slowly floated up, and endless heat waves poured out layer by layer.
Under the impact of momentum, Chen Heng was involuntarily forced to take a step back, his eyes staring at the ancestor of the Ge family, but he was not the slightest frightened.
It's just that in the face of that heat wave, although he has tried his best to use his spiritual power to block it, the hair and clothes are still baked and curly, and fine beads of sweat appear on his body.
The momentum emanating from the Yuan Shen Realm, even if the soul power was refined, it was still a little difficult for Chen Heng to resist.
However, he looked directly at the ancestor of the Ge family, and at the same time observed the surroundings, and did not take a step back.
The momentum of the ancestor of the Ge family was still rising, the temperature continued to rise, and the cracking speed of the ground accelerated.
"Sneer......"
A strange sound faintly came from all around, that is, the ground could not withstand the high temperature, and the dry and hard earth finally disintegrated, shattered, and turned into countless fine particles.
Man-made deserts!
Under the agitation of the yellow sand, it became very restless, and it couldn't stop wriggling, and one by one the vortices took shape.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, the ancestor of the Ge family opened his eyes angrily, and Chen Heng saw a strange red light.
With his explosive drinking, the yellow sand rose into the sky, turned into a huge wave and rushed high, and then surging towards Chen Heng.