Su Heng was also laughed at angrily, this prodigal son sword again and again, again and again, really thought that he would not go all out?

"Yuehua!"

Two rounds of waning moons silently appeared in the sky, and countless rays of cold moonlight fell into Su Heng's hands.

Su Heng just had a lot of strength, and his palms were weak.

"Knife Prison!"

As if the most terrifying purgatory had been opened, the moonlight turned into a series of sharp sword qi, and from the moment he spoke, he instantly scattered the blow of the Prodigal Son's Sword, carrying an unrivaled momentum, sweeping towards the Prodigal Sword and the national teacher not far away.

A long sword appeared again in the prodigal son's hand, and his gaze instantly became sharp.

"Draw the sword!"

The prodigal son's sword was returned to its sheath, and then he held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and roared angrily at the sky.

It was as if what he had in his hand was no longer the long sword, but a mountain, and he tried his best to keep the hilt three inches from the sheath.

But even if it was just this three-inch sword body, it was like opening up the light in the sky, and countless sword qi rushed out of the scabbard frantically, like a heavenly river rolling upside down, swallowing all of Su Heng's sword qi.

This battle was enough to attract the attention of the world, but everyone present was like a walking corpse, their eyes lost their brightness, and they rushed to the talisman one by one.

Su Heng was dressed in white, and the prodigal son's "sword drawing technique" had an indescribable power, which was comparable to his moonlight.

"Boom!"

The prodigal son's forehead was bruised, his face became hideous, and the hilt of the sword was once again three inches from the sheath.

The city wall under his feet collapsed a meter with a thud, and countless sword qi appeared in the void, like meteors in the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

Every sword qi left a bottomless hole in the city wall, and in the end, Su Heng and the large area of the city wall under his feet shattered.

A white figure rose from the ruins, and the cold moonlight filled the sky, and even the sun on the horizon could not hide this brilliance.

"Sting!"

As if the curtain had been torn apart, Su Heng faced the brilliant sword light and went upstream, and countless sword qi separated from both sides of him and poured down towards the city wall.

"Ahh

The prodigal son's sword was like a madman, and the long sword in his hand continued to tremble, making a rapid sword sound, and the hilt was once again three inches from its sheath.

"Buzz ......"

The void seemed to have a slight buzzing sound, as if the heavens and the earth were also vibrating violently with this sword.

The pressure on Su Heng's shoulders increased suddenly, if the attack of the Prodigal Sword just now was like his extremely sharp sword, then this sword was no longer limited to his personal strength, but mixed with the general trend of heaven and earth, he wanted to rely on the power of heaven and earth to turn into a murderous sword!

"Zhenshan!"

Su Heng's speed slowed down suddenly, but countless coins were scattered from the air.

Every coin that falls is deeply embedded in the ground and the city walls......

"The same move doesn't work for me!" The momentum on the prodigal son's body rose again and again, and finally turned into a sharp sword and soared into the sky, and the coins in the sky could not get close at all, and all of them were rushed away by this sword momentum.

At this moment, Su Heng instantly disappeared from the sight of the Prodigal Sword.

The wind was howling, and the silver light on the ancient silver bracelet in Su Heng's left hand flashed, and the five Thousand Shadow Short Spears brought a violent wind and swept towards the Prodigal Son Sword madly.

"Die!"

The thunder light in Su Heng's eyes flowed, and the thunder Jiao's divine power came out silently.

Even if it was just burning a true qi, but the double combat power in exchange made Su Heng become another person almost instantly.

Thunderbolts swirled around his body, constantly exploding, and this power seemed to be grabbed from the sky, and the sword qi of the Prodigal Son Sword was dispersed in an instant.

The prodigal sword seemed to have completely fallen into his own world, he was struggling, the hideous color in his eyes became more and more terrifying, and finally two lines of blood and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and the long sword in his right hand was finally completely unsheathed and pointed at Su Heng.

A sword intent that was ten times more fierce than the sword qi just now smashed down towards Su Heng like a mountain.

This almost condensed force gathered all the essence of the Prodigal Son's sword, and his lifelong belief was also condensed on it, constantly integrating it into the long sword in his hand.

The walls beneath his feet crumbled inch by inch, and instead of large blocks of masonry, they were all turned into discolored powder.

Su Heng snorted, he never expected that the final blow of this person's sword drawing technique would far surpass all the previous attacks, it was unimaginable!

If the first few attacks of the sword drawing technique were like pouring rain, then the last blow was like a knife falling from the sky, and it was not the same day, it was Su Heng who was caught off guard.

"Boom!"

The thunder around Su Heng's body surged again, and he bit around insolently.

Sancheng's true qi disappeared in an instant, and the tripling combat power in exchange made Su Heng almost devastated and teared the undefeated sword momentum of the Prodigal Son Sword into pieces.

"I said, it's not that I can't beat you, I just don't want to waste time on you. Su Heng's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the prodigal son.

The prodigal sword's eyes widened suddenly, he wanted to retreat, after drawing the sword in his life, he wanted to retreat for the first time, but the blood that flowed out of his body frantically vented out with his vitality.

Su Heng directly inserted his hand into the chest of the Prodigal Son's sword, and then clenched his fist tightly.

"Boom!"

With a slight crack, the heart of the Prodigal Son's sword was crumpled to pieces.

Su Heng shook off the blood on his hands, kicked the body of the Prodigal Son Sword into the huge talisman array outside the city, and turned to look at the national teacher who was still sitting high on the city wall.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

......

The national teacher smiled and applauded, "It's very exciting, although the Prodigal Sword is the number one martial arts master in the Western Regions, but compared to Su Shizhu, there is too much difference." ”

Su Heng waved his hand, and the five Thousand Shadow Short Spears returned to his hand, and they merged into one.

"Bang!"

Rubble flew around, Su Heng stuck the Thousand Shadow Spear on the city wall, and looked at the national teacher who had been in a good time, "It's your turn now!"

The national teacher slowly stood up, "Su Shi wants to rest for a while, I see that Su Shi has just consumed a lot." ”

"It's not a big deal. Su Heng also smiled.

At this time, the heavens and the earth are silent, although the sun in the east slowly rises, symbolizing the vitality of the growth of all things, but this Miqiu royal city of the Cheqiu Kingdom has fallen into a strange dead silence.

Countless people crowded together at the gate of the city, and everyone walked towards the talisman array outside the city.

As the number of people increased, a faint light suddenly lit up on the rune array, and one after another small runes formed a series of runes, and then a new and larger rune was formed by the runes, surrounded by layers, and finally the entire rune array was lit up, and the faces of the people sitting in the rune array were filled with happy smiles, as if they had ascended to bliss here.

"There are still some people in the city who haven't come out yet, and they're probably waiting for us to do it. The national teacher pointed to a certain place in the city.

Su Heng looked at it when he heard the sound, and found that the place pointed out by the national teacher was the Fangcun Temple that he had just gone to last night, and then nodded, "That's true, but if you're like this now, I'm afraid there will really be times when the horse stumbles." ”

"yes, that's why I've been delaying with you for so long. The national teacher smiled very naturally, just like Su Heng's friend, "Otherwise, do you think I will really give you time to recover?"

He lightly nodded at the people under his feet, "These people...... It's going to die......"

The breeze swept in and rolled his robes, and everything became strange in the calm.