Healing Naruto

As soon as he entered the golden palace, a stabbing sound suddenly sounded from Fang Heng's body.

I saw countless cracks in the green clothes on his body.

"What a strong sharp force!"

As soon as he felt this power, Fang Heng's eyes immediately shrank, his body suddenly stood still, and the power of the Dark Gate began to rise.

hum!

But just as the power of the Dark Gate rose, a huge roar suddenly came from the void around him, and even stronger sharp power began to attack Fang Heng!

"Ok!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Heng's eyes flashed, but he didn't panic. The Dark Door activated with all its strength, and the absorbing power swept out, directly sucking away all the sharp power.

Buzz!

Just as the Dark Door sucked away these powers, an even more terrifying roar began to sound, and a sharp force that was ten times more powerful than before began to gather.

"I see."

Seeing this scene, Fang Heng immediately understood, "The sharp power must be absorbed by the blood of sharp power, such as the blood of swords and the blood of swords. I use the Dark Gate, but it is the same as the sharp power here. The sharp power does not match the attribute, so it will naturally be targeted."

Thinking in his mind, Fang Heng's eyes flickered one after another.

After a moment, Fang Heng waved his hand, and the power of the Dark Gate disappeared without a trace, and a sword energy was suddenly released from his body.

A whooshing sound broke through the air, and immediately, the condensed more powerful sharp power was completely dispersed at this moment, no longer targeting Fang Heng.

"really."

Seeing this scene, Fang Heng smiled, "Actually, if I continue to use the Dark Portal, even if the sharp power becomes more and more targeted at me, I can still handle it with the strength of my Dark Portal, and the power absorbed can still be used. A lot, but these are only energy benefits, but they won’t give me any benefits in terms of swordsmanship. I’m here just to improve my swordsmanship and perfect my reincarnation moves, how can I sacrifice the good to chase the bad?”

After muttering to himself, Fang Heng stopped using the power of the Dark Gate and began to absorb the power with his own sword intent.

While absorbing it, Fang Heng could feel the power of his sword, and the reincarnation moves began to run rapidly in his mind.

Whoosh whoosh!

Just when Fang Heng was immersed in the reincarnation moves, a few piercing sounds also sounded at this time, and only seven or eight young people were seen, not far from Fang Heng at this moment, and looked at Fang Heng.

"Ok?"

Fang Heng also raised his eyebrows. He woke up from his practice and looked at these young people.

These young men all carry long swords on their backs. At first glance, they are the geniuses of the Sword God Tiangong.

Seeing Fang Heng looking over, the disciples of the Sword God Tiangong also flashed their eyes, and the next moment they turned around at the same time and left directly.

"Oh? Those who can enter here alive are indeed masters, and their eyesight is extraordinary."

Seeing these people leaving as soon as they said so, Fang Heng also smiled in his heart. He knew that these people must have noticed the strong sword intent in him and knew that he was not that easy to deal with, so they did not take action.

If he were a little weaker, I'm afraid these people would definitely kill him.

Whizzing!

While Fang Heng was thinking about these things, several more sounds pierced the air, and another group of young people came in. This time, these people did not look at Fang Heng, and just thought about the depth of the palace. Fly everywhere.

"Oh?"

Seeing these people, Fang Heng raised his eyebrows. He knew that these people were all disciples of the Sword God Tiangong. They were not disciples of the Posha Palace, but sword cultivators who followed the righteous path.

"Sword God Tiangong only accepts as disciples the owners of the sword attribute bloodline. In other words, the disciples of Sword God Tiangong are all swordsman masters. However, since they are swordsman masters, they should practice swordsmanship separately. How can they gather together? Together?"

A thought flashed through Fang Heng's mind. He knew about sword cultivators. Every sword cultivator has his own sword intention. When practicing, they don't practice together at all. They will only meet each other unless they compete with each other. Now this However, the disciples of Sword God Tiangong are moving forward together, which is obviously not for cultivation.

"There may only be one. They must be here for some treasure."

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, Fang Heng no longer hesitated. He moved his body and followed the group of disciples of the Sword God Tiangong.

The Sword God Tiangong has always had a grudge against him. The disciples of the Posha Palace have surrounded and killed him several times. He has long disliked the Sword God Tiangong. Now these people are obviously after the treasure. How can Fang Heng let them succeed so easily? ?

If you can get it, you must get it!

Along the way, Fang Heng also saw countless people fighting with monsters. Some were killed by monsters, and some successfully killed monsters. Every battle was thrilling, but these could not attract Fang Heng's attention. Go back to ancient times and play rogue.

His attention was all on the disciples of the Sword God Tiangong.

Similarly, this group of disciples of the Sword God Tiangong also encountered countless monsters condensed with golden energy along the way. However, they usually avoided these monsters. Unless they could not escape, they would join forces to kill them and put them away hastily. The token continued to move forward. This made Fang Heng more certain that they came here for some kind of treasure. At the same time, this kind of treasure was very precious, otherwise these Sword God Tiangong disciples would be so careful.

As they walked along, Fang Heng soon felt that the sharp force was getting stronger and stronger. If an ordinary ninth level Zhenwu came here, they would probably be killed instantly.

Fortunately, the group of Sword God Tiangong disciples in front are all excellent. To them, this sharp power is nothing. The same is true for Fang Heng. His sword intention is powerful and boundless, and he is not afraid of it.

After continuing to walk in this highly stressful place for a while, finally, the disciples of Sword God Tiangong in front began to stop.

"Ok?"

At the same time, Fang Heng, who was following behind, also raised his eyebrows. He could see that there were many people in front of this group of Sword God Tiangong disciples.

Everyone has a strong aura, and they are all warriors of the ninth level of true martial arts!

At this moment, they were all surrounding a sword-shaped golden light, their eyes full of fire.

"This is... Shenwu Sword Intent!"

After looking at the golden sword light for a moment, Fang Heng's eyes suddenly lit up and he noticed it!

He could feel the vast will contained in the golden light of the sword. It was not simply killing and destroying, but a vast, broad, and majestic aura.

This is the breath of the world, the breath of the Creator who created the world. No one except Shenwu can have this breath!

"No wonder, no wonder the disciples of Sword God Tiangong don't even kill monsters, they even collect the tokens hastily. It turns out that there is such a treasure here!"

Fang Heng secretly thought, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

He has now created three martial arts of his own, Daqian, Gods and Demons, and Samsara. Among them, Samsara was created not long ago. It only has a touch of sword intention, but no specific operation method at all. Even if he fights in the War Spirit Space for a hundred days, it is just Letting him break through the realm will not make his reincarnation perfect at all.

"But with this divine sword intention, things are different. The creator-like sword intention contains countless rules, the principles of life and death, and the changes of yin and yang. If I gain insights, it will definitely make my reincarnation moves completely perfect, and even allow me to You can break out the fourth martial arts technique on your own!"

Thinking in his mind, Fang Heng's eyes became more and more fiery.

At this moment, he has decided that he must get this divine sword intention, and he will kill anyone who takes it from him!

"Humph!"

While Fang Heng was thinking about these things, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

Immediately, all the young people in the field flashed their eyes and looked at the person who snorted coldly.

This is a young man, wearing a white shirt, with a handsome face, but his eyes reveal an air of indifference.

The moment he saw this young man, Fang Heng was also moved in his heart. He recognized that this young man was the young man who had just caused the strange phenomenon in Jinxing Palace, a master of half-soul martial arts!

"Everyone, we have been here for a long enough time. We have done everything to be wary of each other and test each other."

While everyone was looking at the young man, the young man in white also said calmly, "But in the end, no one dares to act rashly, right?"

As the words came out, the group of young masters around them all nodded at this moment. This was the truth. They all realized that each other was not simple, so they did not take action.

"Well, if we continue to remain in this stalemate, there is no solution, and it is meaningless."

The young man in white said calmly, "Because this Divine Sword Intention is not that easy to get, so I have a suggestion. Let's compete with each other first to determine the order in which we will compete with this Divine Sword Intent. In other words, the strongest one , you can come into contact with this sword intention first, and then the second person will come into contact, everyone has a chance."

As the words came out, the eyes of the young people around him flickered.

"Then what if this divine sword is taken away?"

A young man asked at this time.

"Haha, take it away, then it's time for melee!"

The young man in white suddenly laughed, "Our discussion is just to determine the order of contact with this divine sword intention, but not to determine the ownership of this divine sword intention. If someone can take away this sword intention, we will each fight for it based on our ability. If this We can't even take away the Divine Martial Sword Intent, so why are we still in a stalemate here? Just do whatever you need to do, rather than wasting time here."

As the words came out, the young people around him nodded, feeling that it made sense.

It’s hard to say whether this Shenwu Sword Intention can be taken away, so what are they doing in such a stalemate?

"Brother Jian is right."

At this moment, several young men from the Sword God Tiangong said, "In this case, I don't know how to compete."

"Who thinks they can beat me?"

When the young man in white heard this, he immediately said, "If you think you can defeat me, stand up and I will strike with a sword. If you can block it, I lose. If you can't block it, I will be the first to make contact!"

"I come!"

A word rang out immediately, and a young man with a long knife on his back stood up directly.

"Okay, you go ahead and use the knife."

The young man in white said calmly, "Don't say that I won't even give you a chance to use my sword."

"Hmph, splitting thousands of mountains with force!"

The young man wielding the sword snorted coldly, not being angered by the young man in white at all. Almost as soon as the young man in white finished speaking, the long sword on his back was unsheathed, and an extremely white sword light hit the young man in white. On the head!

"too slow!"

At this moment, the young man in white said something lightly, and his figure suddenly turned into nothingness, and unexpectedly came to the back of the man who had wielded the sword for seven years.