Chapter 369

The terrible energy wave broke out from Zhang Heng's body after the energy wave was broadcast.

Zhang Heng has a long green light sword in his hand, which is the sword of elder martial brother Jiantian.

Whew, whew.

The sword light flashed, and a fierce breath filled the air. Then, in the fierce spirit, there was a powerful sword spirit.

It seems that two sword Qi coexist, emitting a completely different breath.

"I didn't expect that the divine mark I understood in the Tiandao array was integrated into my body."

Zhang Heng, standing in the void, was surprised when he saw his sword spirit burst out and added a momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

You know, Zhang Heng's heaven ghost nine swords and heaven remnant sword method are all fierce and fast to win. Only the middle-aged man in gold armor has that momentum.

"Waste, you're just a Wuzong Wuzhong. You'll eat my black dragon sword today."

In Zhang Heng's exhibition, he showed a strong roar. Senior brother Longjian, who rushed from the empty air, was also covered with a cold color on his face. Immediately he burst into a drink, and the fierce breath of terror swept from behind him. In a flash, the huge black light sword body of the sword was beheaded towards the place where Zhang Heng stood.

Whew, whew

Zhang Heng, standing in the void party, felt the black dragon sword sweeping in, and the fierce sword spirit broke out. He immediately flashed and disappeared in place.

Soon, the soles of Zhang Heng's feet were a little empty. When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of senior brother Longjian.

"Oh, really?"

Zhang Heng's voice was full of light. Soon, the sword of eternal regret in his hand, carrying a powerful sword Qi wave, hit the black dragon sword of senior brother Longjian.

Touch!

The huge roar resounded through the world like thunder.

The fierce and incomparable sword Qi, centered on the two people, broke out from the trousers and swept the world.

"Powerful, what a powerful sword."

"Elder martial brother Longjian, as expected, he is the top three genius in the mountain and river list. His strength is beyond our reach."

On the square, many lion dragon sect disciples and elders were shocked when they saw the two light spots in the void.

In their view, Zhang Heng's strength is just the strength of Wuzong Wuzhong, and Longjian is a super genius of Wuzong Qizhong.

Originally, according to their idea, Zhang Heng could not hold up three moves in the face of dragon sword even if his talent was strong.

However, to the surprise of many high-level officials of the lion dragon sect, Zhang Heng even made dozens of moves against the dragon sword.

"How is that possible?"

In the void, the Dragon Sword holds the black dragon long sword. A set of black dragon sword techniques exudes invincible sword Qi fluctuations, sweeping the void.

Originally, according to long Jian, Zhang Heng was just Wuzong Wuzhong's strength. As Wuzong Bazhong, he wanted to defeat this waste, didn't he get it?

But what elder martial brother Longjian didn't expect was that this waste Zhang Heng from Qingyun city not only showed no sign of defeat, but also felt more and more brave.

It was as if he was not a wuzongwuzhong waste at all, but a genius in the same environment as him.

"No, if it goes on like this, how can my dragon sword stand in the lion dragon sect?"

The dragon sword in the void, seeing that it had fought with Zhang Heng for dozens of moves, did not take down the other party, but also flashed a cruel color on his face.

Then, as soon as his palm supported the void, a strange energy wave burst out from the void.

When this breath broke out from the void, I saw that the original blue sky had become a dark sky in the sky.

"Elder martial brother Longjian, this is to show his unique skill, black dragon eight hands?"

"Black dragon eight hands. It is said that it is a powerful magic power obtained by senior brother Longjian in an ancient place, with the power of the dragon."

"Now, Zhang Heng will surely lose."

Many of the true descendants of the lion dragon sect, sect disciples and external disciples below were shocked when they looked at the figure of the dragon sword in the void.

Even they didn't expect that Zhang Heng, a young genius from Qingyun City, would force senior brother Longjian to this extent.

Such strength, even if defeated by senior brother Longjian, is enough to be proud.

"Black dragon eight hands, it's black dragon eight hands. Younger martial brother Zhang Heng is in trouble."

In the crowd, the graceful figure also stood on the ground. At this time, her beautiful eyes were full of worry and stared at the void. When he saw the dragon sword in the void impressively displaying his famous skills, a pale color flashed on his face.

Although he is very confident in the strength of younger martial brother Zhang Heng, the black dragon eight hands of the dragon sword are not ordinary martial arts, but natural powers.

Even if Qingye meets the black dragon eight hands of the dragon sword, he may not be able to get such powerful unique skills.

What's more, Zhang Heng is just Wuzong Wuzhong's strength? Thinking of this, the green leaf's face is also full of worry

"Younger martial brother Zhang Heng, don't have an accident."

Among the crowd, Dao Ping and others were nervous when they saw that the dragon sword in the void showed the eight hands of the black dragon.

You know, whether the Fengling hall can rise up or not depends on Zhang Heng's performance in the talent war. It's ok if he loses, but if younger martial brother Zhang Heng is beaten to waste by younger martial brother Longjian, it's an eternal disaster for the Fengling hall.

"Master, what should I do?"

When Daoping thought of this, his face was filled with a touch of despair. In his eyes, Zhang Heng was not only his younger martial brother, but also his hope.

Naturally, he didn't want Zhang Heng to have any accidents.

"What, what? Is the zongmen competition a joke? "

After hearing Tao Ping's words, the Lord of the Fengling Temple Fengling elder also covered his face with a look of rage.

There's nothing wrong. Since jiantianmeteor fell behind, there is no genius in their Fengling hall, so there can't be a Zhang Heng. He's the genius of gifted demons. He doesn't want Zhang Heng to have an accident. But here is a sect competition. How old are these people? They are present with the sect leader. Even if he doesn't give up 10000 times, he has to abide by the sect rules. There are some things he doesn't want to do, But not beyond!

"The black dragon has eighty hands?"

In the void, Zhang Heng standing in the void, his face is also full of dignified color.

As an inner disciple of the lion dragon sect, although Zhang Heng has only joined the lion dragon sect for only one year, he also knows a lot about many true children.

However, even Zhang Heng has seen the black dragon eight hands, the unique skill of the dragon sword, for the first time.

It has to be said that the dragon sword is the top three genius on the list of lion dragon Zongshan river. His strength can be said to be a contemporary existence.

However, if you meet an ordinary lion dragon sect disciple, you will not be the opponent of senior brother Longjian, but is he Zhang Heng an ordinary lion dragon sect disciple?

Seeing that the terrible energy wave in the void swept towards him, at the same time, there were eight huge palms sweeping through the void.

These eight palms, scattered in all directions, exude a supreme power.

"This is the black dragon eight hands?"

Zhang Heng, standing in the void, also flashed a cold look in his eyes after seeing the eight giant hands.

"Ten thousand thunder Sutra!"

Seeing the eight giant hands sweeping towards him, Zhang Heng, who stood in the void, no longer hesitated and displayed the ten thousand thunder Sutra, one of the three unique skills of the lion dragon sect.

Buzzing

I saw that when Zhang Heng burst into a drink, suddenly there were terrible thunder patterns around Zhang Heng.

When these thunder patterns broke out, a terrible force of thunder condensed from Zhang Heng's face.

Boom

The power of terrible thunder broke out from Zhang Heng and immediately swept the sky.

Originally, the dark sky was as bright as day, and the supreme power swept over the world.

Soon, the thunder patterns around Zhang Heng were all attached to Zhang Heng's Youquan!

"Thunder pattern fist!"

In the void, Zhang Heng's explosion drank, and a terrible thunder ripple broke out from Zhang Heng's fist.

The extremely terrible thunder pattern, like a divine thunder, oppressed the heaven and earth, so that many Suan dragon sect true children below were shocked.

Obviously, even they had never thought that Zhang Heng would cultivate wanlei Sutra to this extent.

"Is that, ray Wen?"

"God, what do I see? This son has cultivated the thunder pattern in the legend of the ten thousand thunder Sutra? "

"Genius, ha ha, I have a genius in the lion dragon sect."

In the place where many high-level lion dragon sect gathered, the lion dragon sect sitting on the chair had thousands of enemies. Staring at the young figure in the void, his face was also full of shock.

As the leader of the lion dragon sect, I naturally know Zhang Heng's deeds of cultivating the ten thousand thunder Sutra.

However, in the view of thousands of enemies, although Zhang Heng understood the essence of the ten thousand thunder Sutra, it was impossible to practice the ten thousand thunder Sutra to perfection.

Because today's Zhang Heng, his strength is still too low. If he comes to the kingdom of King Wu, he may be able to cultivate Lei Wen.

But what thousands of enemies didn't think of was that Zhang Heng, the Wuzhong of Wuzong, actually cultivated the thunder patterns of wanlei Sutra. Looking at the history of lion dragon sect, it can be said to be an unprecedented existence.

Even if he cultivates thunder patterns with thousands of enemies, he can only cultivate them in the kingdom of King Wu.

"Lei Wen, it's Lei Wen. What do I see?"

"Is this Lei Wen?"

Shocked, noisy and incredible voices gathered in the square, and almost all the lion dragon sect disciples and elders were shocked.

They didn't expect that Zhang Heng's strength would be so strong that he could cultivate Lei Wen. Zhang Heng's achievements in the future are absolutely unlimited.

"Lei Wen? Even if you cultivate thunder patterns, I will kill you. "

The place where many true children gather, the first genius of the lion dragon sect, the shepherd, his face is also full of yin and cold color, and his eyes are staring at the void.

I have to say that even the shepherd was surprised by the strength of the waste from Qingyun city.

But even so, the shepherd knew that if the waste met himself, he would die!