Black Bear Mountain, lake shore.
Sparkling and rippling, two figures stood impressively on the clear lake.
A handsome young man stood on the floating lotus leaves, and another middle-aged figure.
He was dressed in white, and the soles of his feet stepped on the thin surface, as if they were three feet off the ground.
Although the middle-aged man in white looks calm, it gives people an unfathomable feeling.
"Boy, have you considered it?"
The middle-aged man in white standing in front of Zhang Heng stared at the young man in front of him and smiled calmly.
Although he, as a servant of Zhang Tianzu, has been guarding Tianlong sword, he also knows that if Zhang Heng is not willing to accept the baptism of Jianhe river, he will not force it.
"Sword baptism!"
Zhang Heng, standing on the lotus leaf, heard the words of the middle-aged man in white, and a dignified flash flashed on his face!
Because Zhang Heng heard the middle-aged man in white telling the story of Zhang Tianzu.
Even he felt shocked.
Zhang Tianzu is the most powerful king of martial arts in the state of Chu. His strength is really unmatched in the state of Chu.
So Zhang Heng naturally heard of Zhang Tianzu's reputation, but what he didn't expect was that he was Zhang Tianzu's descendant.
The same is true. That day, the Dragon Sword chose himself. According to the words of the middle-aged man, Zhang Heng chose himself because he had Zhangjia blood in his body. So did Zhang Tianzu's sword Tianlong.
If it were an ordinary warrior, Tianlong sword would not choose at all.
"Tianlong sword, is it really so powerful?"
Zhang Heng, standing on the lotus leaf, also fell into meditation.
Since his body was badly injured by Qin Yu, Zhang Heng also understood a truth.
Along the way of martial arts, only when you become a powerful martial artist can you protect your family.
The same is true. After Zhang Heng heard the words of the middle-aged man in white, Zhang Heng was naturally moved.
Because for today's Zhang Heng, what he lacks most is strength. Only when his strength is strong, can he have the capital to challenge the imperial city of the state of Chu.
"Xuerou, wait for me."
Thinking of this, Zhang Heng naturally thought of Xia Xuerou.
Even when she was in a coma, Xia Xuerou saved herself regardless of his identity as a princess of the state of Chu.
It can be seen that Xia Xuerou never forgets her old love for herself.
"OK, I promise. I intended to accept the baptism of Jianhe."
Thinking of this, Zhang Heng nodded without hesitation. In Zhang Heng's opinion, although his strength is very strong, even if he is against the strong men of the state of Chu, Zhang Heng is not an opponent.
So if you want to make yourself strong, this Tianzu sword is also a bad choice.
Thinking of this, Zhang Heng no longer hesitated. He turned his back and looked at the huge suspended ancient coffin in front of him.
Feeling the sword spirit from the ancient coffin, a dignified color flashed on Zhang Heng's face, and immediately his eyes were staring at the ancient coffin in front of him.
"What a powerful sword.
Although Zhang Heng already knew that the ancient coffin in front of him was an ancient coffin in which Zhang Tianzu sat, he felt the spirit sword spirit burst out from the ancient coffin, even Zhang Heng felt an unprecedented pressure.
"Boy, are you ready for Jianhe baptism?"
The middle-aged man standing not far from Zhang Heng looked at the boy in front of him, and his face was full of smiles.
As a servant of Zhang Tianzu, he looked at Zhang Tianzu's descendants and was filled with joy.
Although today's teenager is just the strength of Wuzong territory, he knows that as long as he is given time, he will soon become a powerful genius abroad. Even among the 36 countries of Xuantian mainland, he will become an outstanding Tianjiao.
"I'm ready."
After hearing the words of the middle-aged man in white, Zhang Heng also had a smile on his face.
Although Zhang Heng didn't know the identity of the middle-aged man in white.
But he knew that if it were not for the middle-aged man in white, he would have been killed by Qin Yu, the first genius of tianchu county.
So Zhang Heng has absolute confidence in this middle-aged man in white.
When Zhang Heng finished this sentence, he also drank to the void explosion.
Immediately, a lotus leaf on the soles of his feet, his figure flickered, and a powerful breath also burst out from him. Immediately, Zhang Heng's whole body shot away towards the suspended place of the ancient coffin in the void.
Whew, whew
Zhang Heng's figure flashed and quickly came to the ancient coffin.
However, when Zhang Heng didn't look close to the ancient coffin, a fierce and incomparable breath burst out from the ancient coffin.
Whew, whew.
The Milky sword Qi erupted from the ancient coffin like a whirlwind.
The terrible milky white sword Qi impressively forms a substantive sword.
These swords are extremely sharp, like neon, sweeping away at Zhang Heng standing in the void.
"Finally coming?"
Standing in the void, Zhang Heng felt the spirit sword spirit of the ancient coffin in front of him, and his eyes were full of dignity.
He quickly operated the magnificent spiritual power in his body, and soon a strong breath burst out from him.
Whew, whew
The fierce sword Qi of Jianhe river seemed to come from nine days, and the terrible fierce sword Qi was wrapped in an instant.
Ah, ah
Zhang Heng was surrounded by his fierce sword like a storm.
Soon a huge roar broke out from Zhang Heng's standing place.
The sound was huge, like thunder, which rang through the terrible roar of the heaven and earth, making the demons and beasts nearby silent, as if they felt an unprecedented danger.
"Zhang Tianzu, rest in peace. I finally fulfilled your mission and handed over the Tianlong sword to your descendants."
The middle-aged man in white standing in the void nodded with satisfaction after looking at everything in front of him.
It's very rare even for middle-aged people in white to make Tianhe sword explode such terrible sword Qi.
Don't think he also understands that this genius from Zhangjia in Qingyun city has been recognized by Tianlong sword.
As for whether he can pass the test of Tianlong sword, it depends on Zhang Heng's perseverance.
"Strong, what a powerful sword."
"It hurts. It really hurts."
In the void, young Zhang Heng stood, his face covered with hard color.
At this time, Zhang Heng seemed to feel that he was wrapped in an endless world, and there was only endless sword Qi in this aristocratic family.
These sword Qi are as terrible as thunder.
When these terrible sword Qi swept over him, Zhang Heng felt that his body was as painful as a thousand arrows through his heart.
"Come on, Jianhe baptism, let me Zhang Heng see your powerful power."
Zhang Heng, a young man standing in the void, did not waver in the face of the powerful Jianhe river.
For Wang zhangheng, death is not terrible. I'm afraid that people don't die, but they don't have the ability to look at their beloved and become someone else's wife.
This is the last thing Zhang Heng wants to accept.
Whew, whew
Zhang Tianzu's ancient coffin was huge and dignified. He seemed to feel the provocative color of Zhang Heng below.
Suddenly, a powerful sharp sword spirit also burst out from the ancient coffin. This sharp sword spirit was impressively more fierce than just now.
"Ah ah."
But even so, Zhang Heng, who stood in the void, became more and more dignified on his face.
I saw the spirit and sword spirit at this time, impressively breaking Wang Chen's body.
In the next layer, there are sword silkworm pupae wrapped in silver light.
"No? Am I right? "
The man in white standing not far from Zhang Heng was shocked when he saw the hard color shown by Zhang Heng. He didn't expect that Tianlong sword liked Zhang Heng so much, since he showed his most powerful strength.
He knows that the reason why the dragon sword is always in the wanjian Pavilion is that he is guarding it.
However, even so, there are many experts who want to take Tianlong sword.
However, both Wuzong territory and Wuwang territory can't get close to Zhang Tianzu's ancient coffin. They have been blown out by the powerful sword Qi exploding in the ancient coffin.
"Sure enough, the descendants of Zhang Tianzu are all very talented. No wonder Tianlong sword chose Zhang Heng. After seeing all this, the middle-aged man in white also understood why Tianlong sword chose Zhang Heng as his master."
As time passed day by day, the young figure Zhang Heng standing in the void could not be seen.
There is endless sword Qi around him. These sword Qi, taking out a sword Qi at random, are strong enough to frighten the king of Wu.
If they are the genius of Wuzong, they will be seriously injured if they encounter these sword Qi, even a wisp of sword Qi.
However, Zhang Heng at this time has been wrapped by endless sword Qi.
In an instant, it was seven days later.
On the river bank, a middle-aged man in white sat on a wooden boat. He held a fishhook and looked indifferent, looking at the lake in front of him.
When he saw the huge ancient coffin in the void and the huge silkworm chrysalis under the ancient coffin, even he felt a look of expectation.
"Seven days, this boy is really not simple."
On the wooden boat, the middle-aged man in white standing on the deck, his face is also full of dignified color.
In his opinion, although Zhang Heng's talent is very strong and the descendants of Zhang Tianzu, Jianhe baptism is not acceptable to ordinary people.
Ordinary genius can't stand even if he insists on a ray of sword gas. On the contrary, Zhang Heng has insisted on such a powerful talent for seven days under the majestic sword gas. Even the middle-aged man in white is full of surprise.
In a flash, a thundering also erupted from the direction of the balance. When the middle-aged people in white clothes felt the huge thunder, they were also a little deck of feet. As soon as his figure flashed, he came to zhangheng's giant chrysalis.
"It's time to come out,"
The figure of the middle-aged man in white stayed in front of the silkworm chrysalis. He looked around the silkworm chrysalis in front of him and said calmly.