Chapter Ninety-Three: Zuo Hongchen Arrives
It's a pity that although Lin Fuxiang and An Yumei regarded Gu Zi as a great enemy, Gu Zi didn't have the slightest sense of fighting them, and let Zhou Heng take her into the Nine Xuan Trial Tower and continue to challenge.
The two women were like punches in the air, depressed and half dead, both of them were in the mood to speak, sullen.
In the middle of the night, Lin Fuxiang was thin-skinned, and finally didn't dare to stay any longer, so she went back to her room, while An Yumei dragged Zhou Heng into the Jiuxuan Trial Tower, and with it, there was also a bed.
Zhou Heng's grasp of the pagoda is becoming more and more comprehensive, he can now divide the ten-layer pagoda, without his permission, the person in the second layer will always be on the second layer, unless the other party has the strength to blast through the Nine Xuan Trial Tower, otherwise he will have to listen to him when he enters here!
He sealed off the first layer, so it would be impossible for Guzi to break in.
Boom!
An Yumei was wild, pushed Zhou Heng down on the bed, and sat on Zhou Heng with a ride. Her current strength has far surpassed Zhou Heng's, and the powerhouse of the Initial Separation Realm is not just talking!
Snort, snort, Zhou Heng's clothes were quickly ripped off.
An Yumei's pretty face was full of charm, her eyes were blurred, she raised her hips slightly and swallowed Zhou Heng's incomparably hard thing, and the two of them let out a satisfied snort at the same time.
They are all new to the taste of men and women, and now Xiao Biesheng is newly married, and they are all very energetic.
"Little pervert, I've been waiting for this day for a long time!" An Yumei was like a mighty female knight, galloping on Zhou Heng's body, she had already had such an idea, and she wanted to bully Zhou Heng fiercely.
The first is that she is a lady, she can't do it, and the second one may not be reluctant, so she will ride Zhou Heng below, which is a kind of psychological satisfaction.
Zhou Heng had no awareness of this, and was still enjoying it very happily, staring at the two constantly jumping jade peaks on her chest with fixed eyes, and the lazy appearance on her face made her angry!
An Yumei was decisive and angry, why is this little pervert so lazy, are you a man, are you embarrassed to be ridden by a woman?
Okay, ride you to death!
She swayed her beautiful buttocks crazily, enjoying the beauty of wanting to die, but how could her combat power in this area be compared to Zhou Heng, who had eaten the fruit of the Golden Yang Grass King?
Ordinary Jinyang herbs have limited effect, but they can last for three or four days, making men vigorous and vigorous every day. However, the Golden Yang Grass King is different, and it is not a problem to be able to hold on for a year or two!
What's more, it is the fruit essence of the Golden Yang Grass King, which has entered Zhou Heng's blood, and it is simply a complete transformation to become one with him.
Compared with Zhou Heng, he is destined to lose!
Even if An Yumei has entered the initial realm, it is useless, the matter of men and women is a double enjoyment from the body to the spirit, but it is also double fatigue. An Yumei's body could bear it, but her spirit was really unbearable, and she soon turned into a puddle of mud, lying on Zhou Heng softly.
She has come nine times or ten times, and she has collected all the accounts that have been separated for ten days, but although Zhou Heng has also come two or three times, she can be as angry as a dragon just after finishing her work, as if she can continue until she is old.
It's really sad, even if you reach the initial realm, you are not the opponent of this little pervert!
An Yumei was pressed on the bed, and now it is Zhou Heng's turn to ride on her body, thirty years of feng shui have taken turns, and retribution has come so fast!
This guy is too strong in combat, she really can't bear it!
If she doesn't find a few concubines for the little pervert, she doesn't want to die of happiness! Of course, she completely ignored Lin Fuxiang and Gu Zi, these two women are comparable to her appearance and have their own characteristics, how can they let them share Zhou Heng's love.
"Strange, why do I care so much about this kid, am I in love with him?" An Yumei thought in a daze, as if she had been floating on the clouds, her mind a little confused.
......
The spring breeze again, I don't know how many times the plum blossoms have bloomed, when Zhou Heng woke up, he was refreshed and full of energy.
He looked at An Yumei, who was paralyzed on the bed like spring water, with jade milk and snow skin, and couldn't help but feel an urge to rise again, and hurriedly collected his mind, it was crazy enough last night.
Leaving the pagoda, he came to the courtyard, bathed in the morning light, and once again ran the waterfall sword technique.
Seventeen Sword Shadows!
The step that could not be broken through for a long time was so easy and simple, Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment and hurriedly took advantage of the victory to pursue.
Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen!
In less than half an hour, he compressed the Waterfall Sword Technique into nine sword shadows.
I have encountered the threshold again, and I can't cross it!
Zhou Heng was not reluctant, he was still reminiscing about the whole process.
It turns out that there are such benefits for men and women!
Zhou Heng thought about it carefully, he was full of emotion and desire, and he could release the pressure to his heart's content, that kind of excitement and pleasure, almost reaching the peak, was not inferior to a hearty and bloody battle, and even surpassed.
It's just that the bloody battle is to obtain the pressure of life and death, and the great desire of men and women is to release the pressure, one by one, which also has a miraculous effect!
"Fighting tirelessly for a long time is like a tight bow, and one day the bowstring will be torn off! And indulging in lust and indulgence in it, people will lose their fighting spirit! Neither is feasible, the so-called Zhang Chi has a way, it is precisely this reason!"
"You don't have to treat women as tigers, it's not appropriate to indulge, but deliberately resisting will only be counterproductive!"
Zhou Heng showed a hint of a smile, and after thinking about this section, he seemed to have let go of a burden, and became extremely relaxed, his physical and spiritual power surged, and Ying Yingran made progress again.
"The ancients said that once enlightened, it really makes sense, I just figured out one thing, and the strength of the power has actually improved, if you are enlightened, can you really become an immortal?"
Zhou Heng fell into contemplation, the theory of becoming an immortal originated from ancient times, and the immortal said that it was ethereal.
Martial artists pursue strength, and immortals, as the legend says, are immortal, immortal, and immortal, and are far from being comparable to the realm of transforming gods! Is there really an immortal in the world? Legend has it that there are people who rise to the heavens and become immortals, but whether it is Yuanshi Town, Fengyu City, or Tianhang City, he has never heard of a precedent for someone to really become an immortal.
He quickly shook his head, what is there to think about this kind of thing, even if there are immortals, it is not something he can pursue at his current level.
Lin Fuxiang and An Yumei are still enemies, fortunately, An Yumei did not use the strength of the initial division to bully Lin Fuxiang, but she showed her intimateness with Zhou Heng in front of Lin Fuxiang from time to time, which made Lin Fuxiang even more angry.
As long as he didn't fight, Zhou Heng didn't bother to pay attention to it. He closed the third floor of the Nine Xuan Trial Towers and forced Gu Zi to rest.
She's been stretched so tight that she's probably going to toss herself to death!
Another five days later, the day of Zhou Heng's battle with the Ten Directions finally came.
When Zhou Heng took Lin Fuxiang and the three daughters to the Colosseum, he saw that it was crowded with people, and before he went in, it was already crowded with people, and it was black and oppressive.
Fortunately, they had two primordial realms, and their spiritual power was released, and everyone automatically avoided it, and forcibly opened up a passage.
Seeing the beauty of the three daughters, everyone couldn't help but drool, and many people had already recognized An Yumei's identity, and immediately exclaimed loudly, looking at Zhou Heng's eyes full of envy.
That's An Ruochen's only daughter, being able to marry this is equivalent to having a earth-splitting triple heaven powerhouse as a backer! And this kid's Yanfu is inevitably too strong, this two, three, there are three stunning beauties with different styles!
One is coquettish, one is charming, and one **, I can't stand it, and the nosebleed comes out!
The four of them walked all the way, and the men on both sides had nosebleeds and nosebleeds, covering their crotches, but none of them dared to use foul language, and watched the four of them enter the Colosseum.
"Phew, what if Yanfu is not shallow! Killing all ten sides is equivalent to a dead person, not to mention three beauties, three hundred are useless!"
"That's it, he deserves to die!"
"Damn, who has a ticket, I'll buy it for fifty taels of silver!"
"Fool, no one was willing to ask for three hundred taels just now, and you want fifty taels of silver?"
The crowd suddenly resounded with jealousy, and if you can't eat grapes, you can always say that grapes are sour.
Zhou Heng entered the rest room, while Lin Fuxiang and the three daughters entered the box in the stands, whether it was Gu Zi or An Yumei, they all had such qualifications. In the past, An Yumei was entrusted with her father's favor, but now she has also advanced to the first division realm, which is enough to gain a place in Tianhang City on her own.
The battle had not yet begun, and when it swished, I saw a figure flying into the sky, and the terrifying coercion shrouded it, even the masters of the Primal Realm had an irresistible chill from the bottom of their hearts.
It's a powerhouse who splits the realm!
Today's battle actually alarmed the powerhouses of the Split Realm?
"Where is the master, come to my Tianhang City without a word in advance, let me wait for the distant welcome!" A voice sounded from nowhere, and another terrifying aura swept through, resisting the previous coercion.
"Hmph!" In a muffled snort, the two breaths were retracted at the same time.
"Quack, the old man came today to help the apprentices!" a very thin old man appeared in the stands, his eyes were like lightning, and no one dared to look at him wherever he swept.
This is the first Earth Splitting Realm powerhouse to appear!
Apprentice: Is he Zhou Heng's master, or Shangguan Qi's?
It can't be Zhou Heng, this kid is a disciple of the Black Water Palace, and it is said that he has not yet worshiped under the door of any elder, and there are a total of three Earth Splitting Realm martial artists in the Black Water Palace, none of which resembles the appearance of this old man.
"What do you call Your Excellency?" another old man appeared, his breath incomparably strong. Being able to fight against the Splitting Realm is naturally also the cultivation of the Splitting Realm, but there is an obvious gap in strength between the two, and the first old man is much stronger!
"Old man Zuo Hongchen, my disciple is Shangguan Qi!" the thin old man said, he glanced at his opponent, revealing a hint of a sinister smile, "The old man remembers that the number one master of Tianhang City is An Ruochen, the cultivation of the Triple Heaven of Splitting the Earth, you are not him......! Yes, you are Yan Pingsong, the sect master of the Haishan Sect, right?"
Hiss!
If the second old man was the sect master of the Haishan Sect, then this Zuo Hongchen was even more powerful than him, wouldn't it be the cultivation of the Triple Heaven of Splitting the Earth?
If An Ruochen doesn't come out, this old monster is invincible!
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