All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

In the realm of martial arts, one method is mastered, and all methods are mastered.

Even though He Heng is not a pure swordsman himself, his martial arts realm far surpasses the so-called **** of swords, and he has stepped into a brand-new realm. To put it in the world of heaven, it is close to the realm of earth law.

At this level, flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, and people are not people.

No matter what kind of weapon you use, you can reach an extreme field.

Of course, because He Heng himself is not pure enough in kendo, he is not sincere enough, and naturally he cannot achieve the realm of the unity of man and sword, so even if he can reach the realm of the **** of swords in realm, but in the real sense, his The sword is a little worse than the real **** of swords, at most it is similar to Ye Gucheng, who is now infinitely close to the **** of swords.

He Heng is sincere to himself and to the Tao!

What he cultivates is the unity of heaven and man, and then replaces the road of heaven with my Tao. As far as he is concerned, then weapons are nothing but foreign objects, and can be discarded at any time. Naturally, they cannot be loyal, so he will never be able to surpass Xie Xiaofeng and Xie Xiaofeng in swordsmanship. Ye Gucheng and others, even if his realm is very high.

However, He Heng's training in martial arts is only for the purpose of protecting the Tao. How could he hang himself in the mere kendo?

Moreover, even if the sword heart is impure, with his martial arts realm, there are several people in this world who can compare with him in kendo.

He doesn't know about the others, but he understands that at least the handsome Yifan in front of him can't do it.

The sword energy was like water, and suddenly it cut through a shadow, with a floating cloud, and stabbed out fiercely.

"Chong! Chong! Chong!"

The sound of metal collisions resounded continuously, sword light overflowed, and the whole mountain was enveloped in a chill, surging sword intent swept through, and splendid light raged.

Shuai Yifan's sword is incomparably sharp, and every sword is full of vigor and energy, shrouded in surging murderous intent, slashing iron like mud, and cutting off qi.

And He Heng is even more terrifying. The sword of longevity is swaying in his hands like clouds and flowing water.

"Peng!"

The fight between the two was very fast, dozens of swords collided in just a moment, and the endless sword shadows flickered.

Having said so much, in fact, their fight was only for a split second, and the Longevity Sword appeared on Shuai Yifan's throat, stopping only half an inch away from him.

Shuai Yifan looked at the sword in his hand, his back soaked with sweat, looked at He Heng and said, "Go ahead and kill me. This old man is fortunate enough to see the realm of the **** in this sword in his life, and he will not waste his life practicing swords. already."

Having said that, Shuai Yifan's eyes did not contain any fear, but instead possessed a kind of piety, which was his yearning for a higher level of kendo.

He Heng glanced at him coldly, and suddenly the Longevity Sword was retracted and sheathed.

"Why?" Shuai Yifan was very puzzled, looked at He Heng closely and said, "It was this old man who wanted to kill you first, but now I'm not as good as others, so I deserve it if I die, why don't you do it?"

He Heng looked into his eyes and said word by word, "I don't want to kill you, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that it's useful to keep you."

Shuai Yifan looked puzzled, and said, "What do you want this old man to do? As long as it doesn't violate morality, I will never refuse."

He Heng looked at him, smiled, and said, "It's nothing, I just heard that Li Guanyu created a sword formation that is said to be invincible in the world. This time, you have invited a total of six kendo masters. I want to see , this sword formation, if it lacks one of you, it will not be fun."

"You want to see that sword formation?" Shuai Yifan furrowed his brows and said, "You know how dangerous this formation is, if the six of us join forces, the world will be almost unbeatable, not to mention this more terrifying formation. ?"

"You don't need to worry about this, Mr. Shuai. Of course, I know it all. If this battle is not powerful, I will not come." He Heng stared at Shuai Yifan with a light tone.

"But……"

Shuai Yifan wanted to say something, but at this moment, a loud shout came from behind him.

"Since he is going to court death, why should handsome brother stop him?"

He Heng looked at it and saw that several people had filed in.

These people were all wearing pure black, extremely soft silk robes. The shiny silk robe was as soft as running water, but when they walked, the silk robe that was as soft as running water did not even fluctuate.

Their footsteps are also as slippery as running water, light as ghosts.

Their faces are also covered with a layer of black silk scarves, and even their eyes are covered. No one can recognize who they are? During their actions, there was a kind of intimidating majesty naturally revealed. Although no one could see their identities, no one dared to despise them.

The first person, slender and tall, stood straight like a gun, holding a strange bronze sword in his hand.

The second person is short and thin, and the third person is tall and burly. When the two of them walk together, they look particularly dazzling and prominent.

The swords in the palms of these two people are both brilliant, and they are obviously of extraordinary quality, but the shape of the swords is not special. No one can tell the origin of these two swords.

The fourth person has a very ordinary stature, and uses a very ordinary bronze sword. Even if he is walking on the road, I am afraid that no one will give him a second look.

The fifth man was short and fat, with a belly protruding like a bead, and the sword in his palm was neither gold nor iron. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be cut from wood.

None of these five people spoke or made any movement, but as soon as they walked in, the place seemed to be filled with murderous aura, which made people shudder.

"Oh, I think they are the other swordsmen of the Bu Na Sword Formation. They are indeed the top masters in the world. It's disrespectful." Although He Heng's words were polite words~www.readwn.com~ There was no respect in his tone, and even a hint of sarcasm.

The expressions of these people suddenly sank, and they cast a glance at He Heng. After a moment of silence, one of them sighed, "We old guys who don't even dare to show their faces really shouldn't be respected by others."

He Heng looked at them coldly, didn't say anything, just held the sword in his hand.

At this time, one of the five people suddenly stood up, and seemed to be a little unbearable: "Young man, it is not easy for you to reach such a state at this age, making an old guy like me feel ashamed, you could have a broader In the future, why should you try this sword formation? If you regret it now, there is still time."

Several other people also looked at He Heng coldly and remained silent, as if acquiescing to that person's words.

He Heng looked at them, suddenly burst out laughing, and said, "I have never regretted anything I do. What's more, do you really think you've decided on me?"

He Heng suddenly showed a murderous aura on his body, shaking the pavilion, and in the vast surrounding area, many leaves were falling.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant and hurt yourself instead?" One person said angrily, he was the one who drank coldly at the beginning.

"Whether it's arrogance, you'll know right away!" He Heng squinted at the six of them, full of fighting intent, surging with murderous intent, "Go ahead, everything depends on the sword in your hand."

He Heng stood impressively in the center, raised his sword proudly, and glanced around.

The six looked at each other and said, "Since you ask for it, then life and death are up to you."

The six quickly separated, each rejecting the other, forming a hexagonal shape, encircling He Heng in the center, standing with swords in hand.

The autumn wind was bleak, the sky and the earth were slightly cold for a while, the ethereal loneliness fell, and the sword moved!

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