Meng Yan clenched his fists, and he naturally saw that Rong Kaixuan was in danger, all over his body! He was so excited that he just wanted to take action immediately. However, the voice of the old man Quenxing was heard again in his ears, which made him unable to do so.
act rashly.
The teacher's teaching grace for more than ten years has left an indelible lofty status and influence in his heart. So although he gritted his teeth and his body trembled slightly, his feet were still as firm as an old tree.
Catch it on the ground.
Rong Kaixuan's eyes widened, and a powerful sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart. At this moment, he seemed to have seen the arrival of death. The palm that broke through the sword light and was about to come to his chest was like
It was the palm of death that waved to him.
In an instant, Rong Kaixuan's spirit was raised again. This was a breakthrough after reaching the peak, and he climbed up again at the highest place...
Everything in the eyes and everything in the ears seemed to disappear.
In his world, there is only this deadly palm.
The true energy in his body burst out and surged up like a wave. His dantian and his meridians expanded, and the true energy flowing in it was violent and fierce.
It seems that at this moment, his true energy broke through the obstacles in the realm and reached a new level.
At the same time, the last scene in the wind tunnel appeared again.
"Bang..."
The nodes in the void suddenly burst, from one to two, two to four, four to eight.
The world in front of him seemed to become more refined at this moment, allowing him to see the essence of power.
With his feet paused, Rong Kaixuan's body seemed to become stiff and dull. He seemed exhausted and had no strength to resist anymore and was about to be killed by Zhang Heng.
However, just as Zhang Heng sneered and Wang Xiaoxiao and others exclaimed and hummed, the long sword in Rong Kaixuan's hand suddenly erupted.
In just a moment, the long sword burst out with unprecedented light.
This is endless sword light, infinite power.
The Star Quenching Sword Technique was instantly used by Rong Kaixuan to the extreme.
A huge deafening sound exploded in everyone's ears, and the sound was endless, as if it was echoing in the valley.
In fact, at this moment, Rong Kaixuan had already stabbed hundreds of swords.
Each of his swords stabbed at a node.
When there are only more than ten of these nodes, Rong Kaixuan's master-level true energy will naturally not be shaken. However, when the number of nodes reaches one hundred, or even hundreds, then the real thing of the early master-level strongman
The energy is enough to easily break it.
Rong Kaixuan's Star-Tempering Sword Technique instantly stabbed hundreds of swords, and each sword stabbed the most delicate weakness of the claw.
After the hundred swords, Zhang Heng's momentum was so powerful that it seemed as if it was under the pressure of Mount Tai, and he was bound to be destroyed with one blow.
"ah."
Zhang Heng screamed strangely and flew back. He stared at his cow's eyes and looked at his palm in disbelief.
His arm trembled slightly, and blood was dripping from it. The palm covered with innate level of true energy was actually pierced and scratched by Rong Kaixuan.
Although the wound was not fatal, the sword drew a huge gap in his self-confidence.
The innate level powerful man, at the moment when he had an absolute advantage and was about to win, was stabbed by a master-level cultivator who turned defeat into victory.
What's even more terrifying is that this master-level cultivator is not at the peak and is just a junior who is just a master-level junior.
"You, you..." Zhang Heng pointed at Rong Kaixuan in a random way and said in disbelief: "How did you do it?"
Rong Kaixuan laughed. He was quite embarrassed at this time. He was stuck in front of him with a long sword in his hand. He held the hilt of the sword one year old and gasped, his body swaying gently, as if he even had the power to stand firm alone.
Lost. However, there was an unparalleled excitement in his eyes, and there was an indescribable color in his laughter.
"How did I do it, do you... deserve to know?"
If it were normal, Rong Kaixuan would never be so arrogant to provoke hatred when facing a congenital strongman.
However, just now, Zhang Heng had already had murderous intent, and the powerful murderous intent that was as powerful as the substance could never be hidden from Rong Kaixuan.
He will never show any mercy to those who want to kill him.
Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he said coldly: "Do you think it's great to be promoted to a mid-stage martial artist? Humph, I can kill you as well."
Rong Kaixuan had just a hundred swords in an instant. Although each sword only had the power of the peak of the early-stage martial artist. However, no matter how powerful an early-stage martial artist was, he could not always maintain his power at this level among the entire hundred swords.
Therefore, the only explanation is that Rong Kaixuan has already broken through the early stage and has advanced to a mid-stage martial artist.
Although there is no difference between the early and mid-stage martial artists in front of Zhang Heng, it is incredible to be able to withstand that fatal blow, but this is at least an excuse to get Zhang Heng off the stage.
This kind of breakthrough in an instant at the critical moment of life and death is not common.
With a touch of his hands, Zhang Heng's body was so evil that he was about to take action again.
However, at this moment, his movements suddenly froze. Although he was facing Rong Kaixuan, his momentum had undergone a huge change.
"Tap, tap, tap."
A heavy, drum-like footsteps suddenly rang among the crowd.!
Everyone turned their heads in surprise, then they couldn't help but retreated and gave way.
Meng Yan, the tiger of Liberty City, took a big step and walked towards Rong Kaixuan.
Although he was just a human weighing no more than 200 kilograms, every step he took made huge footsteps that seemed to be roaring.
No one knows how he did this, and it seems that every step he takes is powerful.
anger.
Meng Yan's eyes contained unparalleled anger.
He finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Even though the old man Quexing had not spoken yet, and even if the teacher wanted to see what Rong Kaixuan's limit was, he could no longer bear it.
When he took every step, his anger would churn violently in his heart. When he walked every step, what he released was not only the power of his true energy, but also the turbulent anger that was about to burst out in his heart.
In front of me, you dare to have murderous intentions in Triumph, you are really looking for death!
The powerful anger turned into a stormy evil spirit, spreading throughout the entire area.
Everyone standing here clearly felt this murderous intent that could not be ignored. Although they were not Zhang Heng, they felt only a trace of aftermath, but they were still frightened and unable to control themselves.
Yu Yide's face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear when he looked at Meng Yan. Although he had known that Meng Yan was not easy to provoke, and although he had just been promoted to the innate world, the reputation of the Tiger of Liberty City was so high.
Not easy.
However, he never thought that this angry tiger had such a terrifying, almost suffocating huge evil aura.
The old man Quexing raised his eyebrows slightly, and he let out a sigh of regret and half admiration.
Meng Yan's move was beyond his expectations, making him unable to see where the limit of Rong Kaixuan could play. This incident was quite regretful. However, Meng Yan's bloody energy made the old man Quexing quite
pride.
This great young man is worthy of being the successor he values the most, and he has a bit of the spirit of the past.
The old man gently stroked his long beard and had a faint smile on his lips. This was a kind of joy that had been followed, which made him happy.
In the distance of the crowd, a middle-aged man who looked ordinary and like a farmer also nodded slowly. It was a blessing for the master to accept these two junior brothers.
Meng Yanmai came to Rong Kaixuan's side with heavy steps. He said slowly: "Junior brother, you have performed well enough. Leave the rest to me."
Rong Kaixuan felt relieved. Meng Yan's appearance was like a heavy mountain, which made him completely relieved.
"Yes, senior brother."
Rong Kaixuan pulled his sword and retreated. Although his steps were a little fluttering and seemed to be unstable, his body was filled with a vigorous vitality.
Rong Kaihua quickly stepped forward and supported him.
The two brothers looked at each other, but there was a hint of pride in the depths of their eyes.
The mid-stage martial artist, facing the killing move of a congenital-level strongman, can not only be intact, but also force the opponent to retreat with one move and slightly hurt the opponent. This record is enough to make them feel proud.
.
Wang Xiaoxiao took a step forward and raised her slender hand.
A ray of milky white light immediately enveloped Rong Kaixuan's body. After only a moment, Rong Kaixuan's pale face turned red.
"Healing spell?"
"Oh my God, it's actually a healing spell."
The audience suddenly exploded with a loud bang, and everyone looked at Wang Xiaoxiao with a burning feeling.
The number of healing spirit masters is extremely rare, and each one is the target of major forces' pursuit.
Not only that, there is also a tacit understanding between major forces, that is, no killer shall be exerted on spiritual people with healing spells.
Because on this continent, humans are not the masters in the absolute sense.
On the vast land west of Liberty City, there is a larger group of spiritual beasts.
They have the terrifying power that makes the entire human empire tremble. Once the most tragic racial war broke out between the two sides, the status of the healing spirit becomes crucial.
For a moment, everyone's eyes looked at Rong Kaixuan and others differently again.
Rong Kaixuan, the young strong man recognized by the Tiger of Free City, actually forced his innate strong man to retreat as a martial artist. He has proved his potential and value with his actions.
And beside him, there was a spiritual man who knew how to heal the cure, which made people even more surprised and envious.
Zhang Heng looked at Wang Xiaoxiao and Meng Yan opposite him with a pale face.
He sensed the unconcealed murderous intent of Meng Yan, pursed his lips gently, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Meng, this is a misunderstanding, you and I don't have to do this."
Meng Yan smiled proudly and said, "I'm just a misunderstanding, look at the sword!" As he raised his wrist, a cold light suddenly burst out.
He held the spirit sword in his hand, like a magnificent god of war, stride towards Zhang Heng's dignified and dignified big steps.