Zhang Hengyu's pupils contracted suddenly, and his palm slammed on the ground, and suddenly the ground shook, and countless gravel came out of the ground and converged on his hand.

Zhang Hengyu held the gravel in his hand and threw it towards Jiang Wuji. Jiang Wuji sneered, the iron sword in his hand slammed, instantly swept away all the gravel, and then continued to stab at Zhang Hengyu's neck.

"Bang!"

Zhang Hengyu crossed his hands to resist and blocked Jiang Wuji's fatal blow, but unfortunately Zhang Hengyu was still one step away, but the golden light sword transformed into the aura in Jiang Wuji's other hand had already reached Zhang Hengyu's chest.

"Whew!"

Blood spilled out, and a hideous wound appeared on Zhang Hengyu's chest, and blood kept gushing out. Jiang Wuqi's sword almost pierced Zhang Hengyu's chest.

"Bang!"

Zhang Hengyu's palm slapped on the ground, and his figure shot out backwards, widening the distance between him and Jiang Wuji. His eyes were extremely cold, staring at Jiang Wuji.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang Hengyu asked in a deep voice.

"The man who killed you!" Jiang Wuji's eyes flashed with Sen Han's killing intent, and with an iron sword in hand, he walked towards Zhang Hengyu.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Hengyu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined a ruthless arc. Several green flames suddenly erupted from behind him.

The moment these flames appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop dramatically, and even the air became cold and biting. Jiang Wuji could even hear the sound of "click-click...... bones shattering.

The green flame behind Zhang Hengyu was a netherworld ghost fire, which was produced by his cultivation of the Ten Thousand Souls Holy Canon exercises, and it was strongly corrosive.

Jiang Wuzhi felt the terrifying momentum of the ghostly fire behind Zhang Hengyu, and his heart was secretly shocked. His figure appeared a hundred meters away in a flash, and then the iron sword in his hand danced, and three silver lights shone, turning into three sharp matches, and shot towards Zhang Hengyu.

The speed of these three silver rays was extremely fast, and they arrived in front of Zhang Hengyu in an instant.

Zhang Hengyu sneered, a long knife appeared in his hand, his wrist shook, and the blade suddenly burst into a brilliant black light. He swung his long knife and slashed out three jet-black blades.

The pitch-black sword gang greeted the three silver matches, and there were a few crisp sounds of "ding" and "sonorous", and the three silver matches were split apart by the pitch-black sword.

Zhang Hengyu's face sank, the power of the three sword lights just now was so huge, it shook away the ghostly ghost fire he cast. He knew in his heart that if he didn't solve Jiang Wuji as soon as possible, his advantage would slowly disappear.

Zhang Hengyu took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Wuji with cold eyes. His whole body surged with spiritual power, forming a black robe on the surface of his body, covering his body. Then his body blurred and disappeared without a trace.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, Jiang Wuji's eyes widened suddenly, his body exploded, and at the same time, his right hand clenched into a fist and swung out suddenly, and a blazing sword burst out, shooting out towards a piece of void on the left.

"Boom!" A figure suddenly rushed out of the void, and then collided with Jiang Wuji, making an earth-shattering noise.

Jiang Wuji snorted, his body retreated violently, and he withdrew ten zhang away, he looked down and saw that his arms were covered with dense small cracks, and the red blood slowly dripped down, soaking into the few inches of dirt under his feet.

Zhang Hengyu stood in place, he stretched out his hand and pointed out, and a huge coercion suddenly emanated from his body.

"Boom!"

As Zhang Hengyu pointed out, a majestic ripple of energy swept out from his fingers, like ripples in water, and like stormy waves, spreading.

"Roar!"

A dragon groan sounded, and an incomparably large spiritual power fluctuation was condensed on Zhang Hengyu's fingers, and a dragon-shaped phantom formed by spiritual power flew out from his fingers.

The dragon-shaped phantom formed by the spiritual power was lifelike, as if it was a living creature, with endless majesty, it meandered and circled in mid-air, letting out a loud dragon roar, and pounced on Jiang Wuji with its teeth and claws.

A dragon appeared behind Zhang Hengyu, he stepped on the void, jumped up, his figure rose into the air, and his legs whipped towards Jiang Wuzhi like a whip.

Zhang Hengyu's speed was as fast as thunder, and the strong wind from the kicks of his legs hurt his cheeks.

"So fast!" Jiang Wuji snorted secretly, the iron sword in his hand was lightly pulled, and the sword flowers bloomed. The sword flower is elegant and dexterous, like flowing water, which is unpredictable.

"Bang! Boom! Zhang Hengyu's legs kicked on the sword flower, and two muffled sounds erupted.

Zhang Hengyu approached Jiang Wuzhi again, he grabbed Jiang Wuji's iron sword, shook it hard, and immediately threw Jiang Wuji aside.

"Huh!" The long knife in Zhang Hengyu's hand swept across, and the blade flew past Jiang Wuji's ear, cutting off a few of his green silks.

Jiang Wuji's face changed slightly, and he stepped on Lingyun seven steps, and instantly appeared ten zhang away.

Zhang Hengyu held a long knife in his hand and pounced towards Jiang Wuji again. Jiang Wuji did not show weakness, and rushed forward with an iron sword. Although the strength of the two of them is comparable, Zhang Hengyu's martial arts attainments are even higher.

Soon, the long knife in Zhang Hengyu's hand and the iron sword in Jiang Wuzhi's hand collided together, and a shocking sound broke out.

"Boom!" The whole circle shook, dust rose all over the sky, sand flew away from the rocks, rocks splashed, and the wind raged.

The scope of the battle between the two became smaller and smaller, and in the end, only a radius of three zhang remained. The speed of the two of them was so fast that each shot would cause a violent explosion, and all the rocks around them were destroyed, and even if some of the rocks were lucky enough to escape, they were shocked into powder by the aftermath.

Jiang Wuzhi let out a long roar, and the breath in his body rolled. There was a burst of lightning in his eyes, and the aura in his body became even more violent. He held the iron sword in his hand and slashed out a sword.

There is nothing mysterious about this sword, it is plain, and there is no fancy thing, but where the sword light reaches, the space is directly torn apart, revealing a pitch-black and chaotic space barrier, exuding a palpitating aura.

The attack power of this sword is extremely terrifying, even if it is encountered by a master at the peak of the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, it is estimated that he will have to retreat.

Although Jiang Wuqi was only a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the False God Refining Void Realm at this time, his true strength could at least be comparable to that of a powerhouse in the Void Realm of God Refining. This sword of his is definitely comparable to the full force of a true God Refining Realm cultivator.

Zhang Hengyu's face changed greatly, and with a wave of the long knife in his hand, he slashed out a sharp sword. This sword penetrated the sky completely, like Optimus Prime in the void.

"Boom!"

The two collided together, making an earth-shattering loud noise. The incomparable energy of the storm raged wildly, setting off sand and dust flying all over the sky.

Zhang Hengyu was affected by the powerful energy, and his body retreated dozens of meters away.

Jiang Wuji's figure shook and stabilized, with a hint of surprise on his face. This Zhang Hengyu is really powerful, he relied on the mystery of "Thousand Machine Sword Technique" and "Golden Light Technique", and shook Zhang Hengyu, and he was not inferior to the other party.

"You're a freak!" Zhang Hengyu's face became gloomy. He pinched the seal in his hand, and a purple thunderbolt pulsed and crackled in his hand.

"Thunderball!" Zhang Hengyu shouted angrily, and slapped his palm on the purple thunderball in his hand.

In an instant, the purple thunderball flickered and turned into an endless electric snake.

A terrible roar came, and one after another hideous and vicious electric pythons appeared in the void.

Jiang Wuji raised his eyebrows, waved the iron sword in his hand, and a sword light pierced the sky, slashing out towards the group of electric pythons.

"Whew!"

The electric python was slashed by the sword and turned into a rain of light in the sky. At the same time, the sword continued to slash.

Zhang Hengyu snorted coldly, and the long knife in his hand slashed out a sword light, splitting the sword ray.

"Boom!"

The iron sword in Jiang Wuqi's hand swung several swords in a row, and the sword light crisscrossed and blocked, blocking all the angles of Zhang Hengyu's dodge. He wanted to kill Zhang Hengyu here in one fell swoop.

Zhang Hengyu snorted coldly, and the clothes on his body suddenly bulged.

There were countless runes shining on his clothes, and streams of unfathomable aura poured into him along his pores.

Jiang Wuji felt the change in the other party's momentum, and his face sank: "Zhang Hengyu really hides his strength!" The iron sword in his hand swung out, and the sword moves seemed to be extremely exquisite, and pieces of sword light blocked the front.

"Bang!"

One after another, the sword light exploded, and Jiang Wuji's body flew out upside down.

He had a sharp pain in his chest, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a look of jealousy appeared in his eyes, he didn't expect Zhang Hengyu's strength to be so strong.

At this moment, Jiang Wuzhi knew what kind of gap existed between himself and Zhang Hengyu.

Jiang Wuji took a deep breath, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then inserted the iron sword on the stone slab on the side, his right fist was clenched, and the surface of the skin on his body was covered with a layer of crystal and brilliant golden luster, and the runes shone on his skin, exuding a terrifying aura.

Jiang Wuji took a step forward and smashed it out with a punch.

Zhang Hengyu's eyes narrowed, Jiang Wuji's strength was stronger than he expected, and he didn't dare to slack off, he punched out his fists together, and fought hard with Jiang Wuji.

"Bang!" The robe on Jiang Wuzhi's body was shattered into pieces, and his body flew backwards. And Zhang Hengyu didn't move, and his face still had a cold and indifferent expression.

"Poof!" Jiang Wuji spurted out a mouthful of blood, the golden luster on his body disappeared, and his skin became as white as paper.

"What a weird power!" Jiang Wuji's mind turned sharply, and this fight made him understand how big the gap was between himself and the real master of the God Refining and Void Realm.

A seemingly simple confrontation contains many complex techniques. This is the oppression, the irresistible force in the realm of truth! Jiang Wuzhi punched Zhang Hengyu just now, and all the internal organs in his body were severely damaged. This is just the power of the physical body, if Zhang Hengyu in front of him is the Great Perfection of the Refining God and Void Realm, I am afraid that with just one blow, he will definitely die.

Jiang Wuzhi used the exercise to heal his injuries, Zhang Hengyu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, he sneered and said: "Yes, your strength is beyond my expectations." No wonder I always feel that you are also a little weird, obviously it is the Great Perfection of the Refining God and Returning the Void Realm, but you can only have some small techniques of refining the Qi and transforming the God Realm, I'm afraid that you will forcibly cross the border to the Great Perfection of the Refining God and Returning the Void Realm, right? The chances of you being alive are extremely small, today I will let you see, what is the realm of refining gods! ”

Jiang Wuji sneered, "It's not certain who will die!" After speaking, he urged the spiritual power in his body to speed up the recovery of his injuries.

Zhang Hengyu snorted coldly, his finger flicked a sword finger, and a sword emerged from the ring. It was a soft sword half a meter long and about half a foot wide. The soft sword is engraved with dense veins and shimmers with starlight.

Zhang Hengyu's wrist shook slightly, and the soft sword suddenly erupted into a piercing and sharp whistling sound. Then, Zhang Hengyu stepped on the sword light, and the whole person jumped up.

"Whoosh!" Zhang Hengyu rushed to the sky above Jiang Wuji's head, and the soft sword in his hand slashed down towards Jiang Wuji's head below, and the sword light on the soft sword bloomed with dazzling sword light.

Jiang Wuzhi held the iron sword in his hand and rushed towards Zhang Hengyu's slashed sword. A sword was swung out, and the sword soared, catching up with the soft sword.

"Ding!"

The moment the sword light collided, a brilliant spark erupted, and a huge strong wind splashed everywhere, blowing Jiang Wuji's clothes hunting, his long hair fluttering, and the battle intent in his eyes rose.

Zhang Hengyu's face changed slightly, you must know that the sword in his hand is a spiritual weapon, and its power is not known how many times stronger than an ordinary blade, but he can't help but get Jiang Wuji.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came, and Jiang Wuqi and Zhang Hengyu's bodies flew backwards respectively.

Both fell to the ground.

"Come again!"

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