Seeing Yan Heng standing in front of Jun Xuyao, Zhan Peng snorted coldly, he didn't put a tattered guy in his eyes, although there was a young man in front of Jun Xuyao, in Zhanpeng's opinion, it was just one more death.

Yan Heng punched out, and the punch he threw out was magnificent, with a devastating power, like a landslide cracking the ground, and the entire underground hall began to tremble under this majestic fist.

The faces of everyone in the hall changed, and Yan Heng's punch burst out, just by punching, everyone felt the pressure of suffocation.

Jun Xuyao was also shocked in his heart, only he knew that Yan Heng at this moment had not returned to his peak state at all, if there was no mistake, he had only recovered fifty percent of his cultivation.

It's just that fifty percent of the cultivation has been restored, and the strength is terrifying, which shows how terrifying it will be if Yan Heng's cultivation is completely restored.

At this moment, Jun Xuyao really believed that Yan Heng was a top twenty powerhouse in the immortal world, which was a big truth.

Zhan Peng's face also changed, the power of this punch, even he had to deal with it, when did such a strong person appear in the Spirit Immortal Domain?

"Boom!" the two fists collided together, and a loud bang erupted, and everyone in the hall only felt their ears buzzing.

Jun Xuyao hurriedly pulled Mo Nai He back, the violent true vitality wave swept back and forth in the main hall, if you are not careful, you may be bombarded by the qi wave, such a strong man's hand-to-hand aftermath is really too terrifying, once it is bombarded, the consequence is only a dead end, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

Zhan Peng only felt that the qi and blood in his body were surging, and he almost couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, he was horrified in his heart, although he had already known Yan Heng's strength, but after the real fight, he knew that he still underestimated Yan Heng.

Although Yan Heng is a god of instruments, not many people have seen him, at least Zhanpeng has not seen it, but Zhanpeng doesn't know it, but Murong Yuan has seen Yan Heng.

The moment he saw Yan Heng, Murong Yuan's face changed, wasn't Yan Heng trapped in the underground prison all the time, why did he come out?

Yan Heng laughed and threw out the second punch, he only felt happy, he had been trapped for so many years, and now he finally had the opportunity to move his hands and feet, how could he not be happy.

The second punch blasted out, and the domineering and incomparable fist was even more surging, Zhan Peng was horrified in his heart, he hadn't eased up at the moment, Yan Heng's second punch blasted over.

Zhanpeng hurriedly retreated, and at the same time sacrificed a halberd, and the halberd fell, bringing up a crescent moon.

"Hmph!" Yan Heng just snorted coldly, he didn't dodge at all, and the second punch was still blasted towards Zhan Peng.

A hint of joy flashed in Zhan Peng's eyes, no matter how strong Yan Heng was, it was impossible to catch his halberd with only his fists.

However, Yan Heng dared to do this, naturally there was a reason, as a tool god, when he was crazy, he even used his body as a magic weapon to refine, which made his body strength suddenly skyrocket, and his current body was as hard as a magic weapon.

This is actually similar to refining the body, but there are differences.

"Bang!" The crescent moon shattered under Yan Heng's fist, and Zhan Peng's heart could no longer suppress the horror, his strongest means were exhausted, but he still couldn't help Yan Heng.

"Poof!" Zhan Peng was punched in the chest by Yan Heng, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, his face suddenly turned pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Zhan Peng stared at Yan Heng in shock, the previous contempt for Yan Heng disappeared completely, such a terrifying strong man, where would he dare to look, he was sure that the person in front of him was definitely famous in the fairy world.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists, and asked in a much more polite tone: "I don't know who Daoyou is and where he comes from?"

Yan Heng sneered, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Who this seat is, you are not qualified to know." ”

If it was before he did anything with Zhan Peng, everyone who heard Yan Heng's words would only think that Yan Heng was an idiot, and he dared to speak so arrogantly to the sect master of the Great Sword Sect, it was really boring.

But at this moment, no one thinks that he is tired and crooked, because his strength is enough to be so arrogant.

Although Zhan Peng's face was blue with anger, he didn't dare to speak, he knew that if his strength was not as good as Rao, no matter how much nonsense he talked about, it was just the wail of the weak, not only would no one sympathize, but on the contrary, it would only be ridiculed when he talked about it.

Yan Heng turned to look at Jun Xuyao and said, "Son, it turns out that you are here to rob your relatives, hehe...... Interesting, interesting. ”

Jun Xuyao hurriedly clenched his fists and thanked: "Thank you seniors." ”

"There's nothing to thank, I'm very pleasing to your eyes. "Yan Heng a hundred heads.

Over, Yan Heng suddenly roared, "Who is the sect master of the Earth Immortal Sect, get out of here." ”

This roar was like a thunderbolt, echoing throughout the hall, and then it continued to spread outward like sound waves.

"Ancestor of the Instrument God, I am the sect master of the Earth Immortal Sect, Murong Yuan. Murong Yuan knew that he couldn't hide, so he had to stand up and say.

The name of the instrument god is still very big, and there are probably not many people in the immortal world who don't know the instrument god, and after hearing Murong Yuan call out the predecessor of the instrument god, everyone in the hall gasped.

In addition to Yan Heng, there is no second one who can call the god of weapons, but what makes everyone wonder is why Yan Heng looks so embarrassed at the moment.

Yan Heng looked at Murong Yuan who stood up, and asked suspiciously, "Is you the sect master of the Earth Immortal Sect?"

Murong Yuan knew what Yan Heng meant, and sighed and said, "The current sect master is me, I know that the predecessor is the previous sect master Ning Fengyuan, but Ning Fengyuan Ning is the sect master, and he has passed away. ”

Over, Murong Yuan clearly felt that there was a terrifying murderous intent emanating from Yan Heng's body.

The killing intent on Yan Heng's body was like a volcano, and it had a tendency to erupt at any time, but he didn't expect that the enemy who had trapped him in an underground prison for nearly five hundred years was now dead.

Yan Heng said sharply: "Even if he dies, I will not let you Earth Immortal Sect go." ”

His hatred needs to be vented at this moment, and the Earth Immortal Sect is the object of this catharsis, since Ning Fengyuan is dead, the Earth Immortal Sect still traps him and does not let him out, this hatred is no longer only Ning Fengyuan alone, but transferred to the body of Lin Immortal Sect.

It's just that Yan Heng soon calmed down, he stared at Murong Yuan, and said word by word: "Ning Fengyuan is really dead?"

Yan Heng was a little skeptical of Murong Yuan's words, and he felt that it was possible that Ning Fengyuan was not dead.