The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 240 Lei Di's Dharma Statue
"The stick decides the universe."

Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness came to the body, and he poked the dragon stick in his hand on the ground.

next second.

The Coiling Dragon stick sticks out from under Zhang Heng's feet, this is.
This is a trick I learned from whom, inserting eyes, digging out the crotch, this trick is not useful.

Zhang Heng holds the sword in his hand, and the golden rooster turns to the side independently, turning his head and sweeping down the sword.

clang! !

The blade of the Taiping Sword slapped on the Coiling Dragon Stick, and pushed the stabbing stick aside.

As for why not use the blade to cut.

The general with the hammer and stick is invincible.

The two ends of the Panlong stick are as thick as the wrist, with a golden dragon wrapped around it, and the whole body is dark red.

It's a great idea to use the blade to hit it head-on. The person who thought of this coup must have died a miserable death. He couldn't be sure, his head was beaten flat, so bloody and cruel.

"Again!"

Zhang Heng found that ignoring the laws of space was too stupid.

Standing there motionless, just dancing sticks, there will be sticks coming from all directions.

Zhang Heng has never been so aggrieved.

Moreover, he discovered that his sword intent in the world of mortals was completely useless against Zhao Taizu's descended body of consciousness.

Because Zhao Taizu's Martial Dao Consciousness Advent Body, whether it is courage, character, Dao heart, or fighting spirit, is almost full value.

Good luck.

Zhang Heng uses the sword because he is handsome enough, and the dream technique is because it is convenient to clean up miscellaneous soldiers.

The ability to press the bottom of the box is not these two, but Huang Tian's technique and thunder method.

Immediately, Zhang Heng stepped forward, muttering in his mouth: "Heart and Thor are one, I am Thor, and Thor is me, do whatever I want, there is nothing wrong with it, the upper body is the heart, the lower is the netherworld, God's will comes, it is impossible." Against me, Lei Lai!"

Boom! !

The sky changed instantly, from the blue sky just now, it turned into a paradise of yellow sky in an instant.

The sky is yellow and so are the clouds.

Between the sea of ​​clouds, thunder rolled.

If there are knowledgeable people here, they will find that these thunders rolling among the clouds are not ordinary thunders, but thunders that split the yellow sky in the center.

This thunder has an elegant name, and it is called Mieshilei.

saying.

There is no eternity in the world, and there are countless small and medium worlds under the three thousand big worlds.

In an instant, a hundred thousand worlds are born, and a hundred thousand worlds are destroyed.

How to live?

Chaos produces Promise, and Promise produces Tai Chi.

How to destroy?

The sky flows fire, the earth cracks, and the thunder destroys the world.

This world-destroying thunder is the thunder of the central yellow sky cracking.

of course.

This thunder was used by Zhang Heng, and there must be no thunder that fell and shattered a small world.

But that's it, in the face of the world-destroying thunder, Zhao Taizu's martial arts awareness came to his body and he also sensed the danger. Although his face was still expressionless, the Coiling Dragon Staff he was holding was a little tighter.

Ding!
Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness came to the body, and he jumped up before the thunder fell.

He soared ten thousand zhang, straight into the clouds, and raised a stick against the thunder cloud.

Boom! !
At the same time, Thunder also crashed down.

Zhao Taizu's martial arts awareness came to the body, first he scatter the thunder cloud with a stick, then he drew his stick to defend and hit Jing Lei.

Unfortunately.

The speed of thunder is hard to avoid.

The second defensive blow was still a bit slower, with only half a blow, the thunder came, but this one could not be swept away, so he could only raise the stick and choose to catch it hard.

boom! !

A yellow flash exploded in the sky.

The brightness of this light is like two suns rising in the sky.

Zhao Taizu fell from the sky.

In the eyes, the body of Zhao Zongzheng occupied by him has been destroyed by the thunderbolt, and the right arm that was blocked by the stick is completely devoid of flesh and blood, exposing the white bones.

Ding.
The moment it was about to fall to the ground, the Advent body flipped backwards and landed firmly on the ground.

After landing, he looked at his right arm.

Standing in the position of clamping sheep and horses, he changed to holding a stick in his left hand, and the end of the stick pointed at Zhang Heng from a distance.

Whoosh! !

Another stick that broke the space.

The angle of this stick is tricky, coming from behind.

Zhang Heng turned around to block, but the moment he turned to block, there was another strong wind blowing from behind, and he jumped forward before he had time to think.

next second.

Zhang Hengren looked back in mid-air.

I saw a coiling dragon stick sticking out of the position where I was standing just now.

brush.

The speed of the descending body is astonishingly fast.

The figure was startled from the ground, and as soon as he pulled the coiling dragon stick, his feet hit the ground hard.

boom!
Like a sky cannon.

Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness descended into the sky.

On the spot, the ground was crushed.

Someone once said that after the battle of artillery positions, the ground where the artillery mounts are located is three inches lower than other places, which is caused by the recoil of the artillery.

But the foot of the descended body is still more than that.

"Flying!"

While flying backwards, Zhang Heng turned into armor with the Phaseless Heavenly Clothes.

At this time, he was wearing heavy armor and holding a sword.

The two were in the air, they fought thirty times in an instant, and flew dozens of miles away.

This fight.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but secretly startled.

The force from the Coiling Dragon Stick was astonishing, even though it was only thirty strokes, it made his hands go numb and he almost couldn't hold the sword.

"Call the wind, call the rain, and thunder!"

Zhang Heng knew that with martial arts, he couldn't compete with Zhao Taizu's consciousness.

So he quickly began to cast spells, summoning yellow wind, acid rain, and thunder to block it.

"Huangtian Wuji, Sword Dao Wuji, Thunder Wuji."

The incantations Zhang Heng spoke were so fast that the bystanders could only hear a howl.

In fact, the speed of chanting the mantra is extremely fast. Although it has not reached the point of drinking ten thousand mantras, it is not too slow.

Boom! !

The sky flickered with thunder again.

Above the thunder cloud, there is even a phantom of the Thunder Emperor.

This Thunder Emperor stepped on thunder clouds, wrapped in lightning, and held a sword in his hand. His appearance was exactly the same as Zhang Heng's, and he was clearly the phantom of his Dharma form.

"Thunder Emperor Huang Tian manifests the law, destroys the world, and punishes evil!"

Zhang Heng flew into the clouds.

itself in harmony with the law.

For a moment, Lei Di, who was about a thousand feet high and standing on the cloud, lifted the sword in his hand and slashed down from the thunder cloud.

This sword.

The wind goes with it, the rain goes with it, the thunder goes with it, the sword will go with it, and the yellow sky goes with it.

"kill!"

Zhang Heng is one with the Dharma.

From the nine heavens, he came to kill with a sword.

next second.

With the ancient tree in the secret realm as the center, the imprints of sword intent within a radius of a hundred miles responded instantly.

One flower, one grass and one tree.

One mountain, one ridge, one river.

They all turned into dots of sword light, and they came here to try to kill the powerful enemy for Zhang Heng.

"The iron horse shines on the mountains and rivers, and the cold clothes accompany the songs of Chu."

"The stick sweeps the land of Kyushu, and the general plays a triumphant song."

Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness raised his stick in his hand.

The next moment, the two figures collided together.

The mountains and rivers fell for it, the world lost its voice, and the dazzling light illuminated everything.

When the dust settled, the two figures stood ten steps apart, back to back.

"There are talented people in the country."

"There are successors, and my way is not alone."

Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness descended into the body, stuck the dragon stick in his hand on the ground, and turned to look at Zhang Heng: "Although this body is the blood of my descendants, it also has the cultivation base of a martial sage in the Dao state. Compared with my real body, it is still limited. Quite a lot, at most [-]% of my peak strength."

Zhang Heng did not speak.

Because he also knew that the physical body that Zhao Zongzheng polished could not be comparable to Zhao Taizu's martial arts avatar.

Coupled with the fact that this is the arrival of martial arts consciousness, [-]% of the strength should be too much to say.

"You, you probably haven't entered the Hedao Realm yet?"

Zhao Taizu asked Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng nodded lightly.

Hear this.

Zhao Taizu was even more satisfied: "Very good, very good. After you enter the Hedao Realm, even at my peak, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you. Today, we can be regarded as a tie."

Zhang Heng wiped the blood from his mouth and nose, only to feel that his internal organs were all out of place.

Regarding Zhao Taizu's proposal to tie the consciousness body, he nodded silently, and sighed: "It's a pity, a pity that I can't fight with you at your peak because I was born 400 years late."

Zhao Taizu's Martial Dao Consciousness Advent Body has no possibility of improvement.

But Zhang Heng was different. He already felt that he was not far away from breaking through the Dao Harmony Realm.

After joining the Dao realm, it was a new world. Zhao Taizu's martial arts consciousness came to the body. At that time, he was no longer qualified to fight with him.

and so.

It is destined to be a pity that I did not see how strong Zhao Taizu was in his heyday before his ascension.

But on second thought.

Isn't life a journey full of regrets?

"Why didn't you make a move just now?"

Facing a draw ending.

Zhuge Wolong was extremely unwilling, and couldn't help complaining to Zhenxi Hou Yang Xiong: "If you step forward to help, maybe there won't be a tie."

"That kind of battle, you and I can intervene?"

Yang Xiong also retorted verbally: "Maybe he is at the end of his battle now, why don't you try it?"

"I"

Zhuge Wolong glanced at Zhang Heng.

snort!
With a cold snort, he threw out the magic weapon inkstone, stood on it and flew away.

Try it.

How to try?
Zhao Taizu's Martial Dao Consciousness Advent Body was not good enough, so he went to try it, and what to do if he died.

"After you ascend, we may meet again someday."

After Zhao Taizu said this, he swept out with a stick, shattered the space, and stepped in.

Zhang Heng's sharp-eyed discovery.

At the other end of the space is Kaifeng City, the Clan Mansion.

This stick broke through the space and actually led thousands of miles away.

"Xihou."

Watching Zhao Taizu's sense of martial arts descending receded, Zhang Heng did not stop him, but looked at Zhenxihou Yang Xiong.

Holding a spear in his hand, Yang Xiong stepped onto his horse and said without looking back, "Tell that little bastard not to disgrace me in the future."

Who is the little bastard talking about.

Of course it was Yang Pan.

Father and son love deeply, did Yang Xiong just now have no chance to make a move?

Not necessarily.

But he just didn't make a move. Zhang Heng didn't really believe that there was no relationship with Yang Pan.

Because Yang Xiong is a general.

Unlike the Confucian scholar Zhuge Wolong, he does not lack the courage to fight.

Zhuge Wolong could see that his condition was not good, and it was impossible for Yang Xiong not to see it.

It is possible to fight but not to fight, and it is not to be afraid of war. In fact, the poison of a tiger does not eat its children.

"Your strength has surpassed mine."

After a while.

Zhang Heng was meditating cross-legged when Yan Chixia came back.

His clothes were torn, but his spirit was excellent, and he had obviously returned in victory.

"Have you ever beheaded the five poisonous women?"

Zhang Heng raised his head and asked.

"No, let her run away."

Yan Chixia chuckled, and didn't care about it: "The old poisonous woman was hurt by my sword intent, and she won't be able to come out to make trouble in a few years."

Zhang Heng smiled.

Yan Chixia was not familiar with the five poisonous women, so the so-called apprehension of the five poisonous women was just an excuse to help him out.

Talk about friends, what is a friend.

At the critical moment, the one who can stand by your side is a friend.

If he hadn't made many friends and treated each other with sincerity, why would everyone help each other today.

The same reason.

If Yan Chixia and others didn't save the siege, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to do well today.

"Great Power Heavenly Dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha."

was talking.

Fa Hai also came back in cassock.

No need to ask.

The Dharma King of Daxue Mountain still hasn't beaten this Central Plains Zen master.

This is not surprising.

Fa Hai's strength is so strong that Zhang Heng is not weaker than him.

In other words, Fahai's character is not satisfied, and he still needs to exercise in the world of mortals.

Otherwise, with his mana and realm, he could already consider the matter of ascension.

"Zhang Daoyou."

Xu Hongru is also back.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was limping on one leg. It was obvious that he had been beaten badly.

"No winner, hehe, no winner."

Noticing Zhang Heng's gaze, Xu Hongru also wanted to save face: "Don't look at me so miserable, in fact, they are the same. I tore all their clothes and have no face to see others."

Zhang Heng did not thank him, but held a salute and said: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun."

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 5 minutes.

Zhang Heng and the others waited in place, but Bai Suzhen did not come back for a long time.

Waiting and waiting, Zhang Heng couldn't sit still.

Because among the crowd, Bai Suzhen's strength is the worst.

The person facing him was Xu Jing, the head teacher of the Kunlun School. Even though Xu Jing was only the third expert in the Kunlun School, he was not easy to provoke.

"I gonna go see."

Zhang Heng has recovered a bit after adjusting his breath for a while.

I am grateful for Bai Suzhen's generous helping hand, but I can't ignore her, so I use the flying method to go to the position where Bai Suzhen and Xu Jing are fighting.

As a result, I came here to take a look.

Mountains and rivers were burned, and lakes were boiled.

The surface of the lake was full of boiled fish and shrimp, and it was razed to the ground for several miles.

"White Lady?"

"Bai Suzhen??"

Zhang Heng stood in the air, calling Bai Suzhen's name.

After a while, a small white snake with the length of chopsticks drilled out from under a pool of rocks.

This white snake was dying, with scars all over, including a scar on the tail, which almost cut off its tail.

"It hurt so badly!"

Zhang Heng was moved.

In terms of relationship, among the crowd, his relationship with Bai Suzhen is not considered close.

The two knew each other, but he saved Xu Xian.

Now, it's uncertain what happened to Xu Xian, but the white lady came to help him but tried her best.

Tat for tat, Zhang Heng couldn't help sighing: "Bai Niangzi, you are really loyal."

Hiss
Zhang Heng stretched out his hand, and the white lady climbed up along his hand.

Break up the elixir and feed her one with Yimu essence wine.

Then took out the healing medicine and sprinkled it on her body, and soon the white lady regained some of her spirits.

"Thank you Zhang Zhenren."

After recovering for a few minutes, the white lady turned into a human form, and said unwillingly: "If I hadn't been injured in the crane's hand, and the old wound has not healed, I might not have lost to him."

"understand."

Zhang Heng said comforting words: "Remember today's event in advance. If you want to get back in the future, I will accompany you on a trip to Kunlun Mountain."

Bai Suzhen thought about it.

The matter of getting back to the venue is not urgent, but the matter of Xu Xian is even more urgent: "When the work here is over, the real person should help me to see my husband. After he was rescued by you, he will be like a different person. I don't care." Dare to get close to him."

Don't dare to get close?

This is a big problem, no wonder the white lady is anxious.

Zhang Heng also realized the seriousness of the situation: "You go back first, I will go to your house tomorrow, and I will meet with him to find out."

Bai Suzhen walked away gratefully with injuries all over her body.

Watching her back.

Zhang Heng also sighed: "Don't take credit, don't be proud, what a snake demon."

(End of this chapter)