The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Qinglong is the head of the Four Great Sacred Envoys. He assisted the previous ghost king earlier. After the chaos, he tried his best to help thousands of people to stabilize the situation. The door was consecrated, and in his heart, Ghost King Zong was the supreme existence.

At this moment, when Chu Heng mentioned Ghost King Zong, he was more angry than anyone else.

The Qiankun Qingguang Ring formed a circle of light around him, and a blue light flew straight towards Chu Heng.

Chu Heng continued to speak as if he didn't realize it.

"Thirdly, you think that my Shuiyue Palace is already in dire straits at this time, and that your Ghost King Zong's coming here is overwhelming, but you are wrong!"

The green light pierced straight to Chu Heng's chest, and even the skirt of Chu Heng's chest was blown violently by the strong wind.

A sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

No one saw how it appeared, and no one saw how Chu Heng drew the sword.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, but it stopped.

Feeling the coldness in his throat, Qinglong swallowed silently.

No one knows how this extremely ordinary sword shattered the blue light, pierced through the protective shield of the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier, and came to Qinglong's throat. kuuhuu

"So I ask you, who do you think I am, Chu Heng? You don't know me, and you don't know yourself. It's because you are not wise."

"Tell me, what qualifications do you have for such a ghost king sect? Let me join."

The ghost king's pupils slowly constricted. He was already the highest-cultivated figure here, but he couldn't see Heng's sword clearly.

What Chu Heng said made him startled and angry.

At least, he asked himself, he didn't have the strength to subdue Qinglong, the ghost king Zongzhong, who was second only to himself like this.

"Amitabha!" Pu Hong was on the sidelines both rejoicing and regretting. Fortunately, it seemed that at least Tianyin didn't have to worry about Shuiyue Palace and Ghost King Zong joining forces.

It's a pity that Puhong took a look at Chu Heng. This person, who used to be a disciple of Tianyin Temple, has already stood on the opposite side of them.

There was a bitter taste in his mouth.

The ghost king became angry from embarrassment, bloody halos flashed in his eyes.

"Do you think that with your own strength, you can fight against my ghost king?"

Following his words, the dark clouds in the sky pressed towards the Shuiyue Palace.

One after another, malicious eyes fell on Chu Heng.

"Father!" Baguio couldn't bear it any longer, and looked at the ghost king with tears in his eyes.

The ghost king turned a deaf ear to it, the stronger the Shuiyue Palace and the stronger Chu Heng, the more he wants to subdue him, as long as he can subdue Chu Heng, there will be hope for the hegemony he has been thinking about.

"How much better than people?"

Chu Heng turned his head and looked around, seemingly carelessly:

"I'm afraid people will say that I bully you."

After finishing speaking, I only heard him say a faint sentence: "Gathering monsters!"

Prime Minister Gui was clever and shouted loudly: "Gathering demons..."

Outside the fairy island, there was a burst of roars, and huge monsters emerged in the waves.

The roar shook the sky, and the faces of the ghost king sect members who were sneering in the sky changed drastically, looking at the giant beast emerging from the sea.

The Heavenly Ghost Emperor was squatting on a huge sea monster, looking at the crowd in the sky with a sneer.

"A group of flies! Still want to fight?"

The Ghost King's face was pale. Everyone knew that Chu Heng saved the monsters in the Demon Locking Tower, but they didn't know that they listened to Chu Heng's orders like this, and they didn't know that they actually guarded the side of Shuiyue Palace.

Sweat began to drip down his face.

The most painful thing at this time is Baguio, on the one hand is his lover, and on the other is his father.

Just now, she was worried about her lover's safety, but now, she was worried about her father's life and death.

"Brother Chu!" She shouted 117 anxiously.

Chu Heng smiled, and put down the Qing Gang in his hand: "The visitor is a guest, please come down and taste the fine wine from my Shuiyue Palace."

The ghost king looked at Bi Yao, then at Chu Heng, his heart skipped a beat.

"Chu Heng, if you join my Ghost King Sect, you will not only be the deputy suzerain of my Ghost King Sect, Bi Yao, I will also entrust it to you. In the future, you will be the Suzerain of the Ghost King Sect."

"Father, what are you talking about!" Bi Yao looked at Chu Heng shyly and expectantly.

Chu Heng held Bi Yao's hand and said, "No need, I've made up my mind, Bi Yao is my woman, I will give her better, Ghost King Zong, I'm not interested."

The Ghost King sneered and said, "The Ghost King Sect is already the number one sect in the spirit world, what better do you have for her?"

Chu Heng smiled.

"I, Shuiyue Palace, want to become the number one martial arts sect in the myriad worlds. Is this enough?"

"Martial arts?" The ghost king was even more contemptuous: "The things of mortals can also be called the number one in the world? Should I say that you have great ambitions, or are you wishful thinking?"

"Of course you don't understand my husband's ambition, chick, do you know the ambition of Honghu?"

Two figures flew from the sky, and the Shuiyue Palace was in a mess, but they seemed to be strolling in the garden, like immortals coming to the mortal world. .