The heavens start from Maoshan

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 Promise, Sword Dao Promise, Thunder Promise..."

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 rushed forward, trying 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, but all his internal organs were 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 a mother-in-law?"

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 didn't know her mother well, so the so-called arresting mother-in-law 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.