The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Lu Xueqi was worried that Master Shuiyue would not be able to hold on.

"fine……"

"He left very happily and satisfied." A smile suddenly appeared on Master Shuiyue's pale face.

Master Shuiyue seemed to be talking to Chu Heng, and seemed to be talking to himself: "I can feel his happiness. For so many years, he is lonely in the way of swordsmanship."

Shuiyue raised her eyes and looked at Chu Heng beside her.

"Now he is finally not lonely, and finally understands the future of Kendo. For him, he has no regrets."

Lu Xueqi listened, but became more and more sad.

"Then... what about you, master?"

Hearing this, Shuiyue laughed lightly.

"Silly boy, I am his lover, but the way of the sword is his life..."

She looked at Lu Xueqi, then at Chu Heng.

"For me, there is nothing more satisfying than seeing him happy. After all, I thought that he had died 300 years ago. I didn't expect to see him today. This way I am very satisfied, really... very satisfied."

"A person like him is never willing to die mediocrely. To die like this in battle, under the strongest sword in the world, is what he pursued in his life."

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The True Power of the Nine Cauldron Formation in Chapter 150

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Wan Jianyi died, but the men in black he brought were still attacking Shuiyue Island's formation. +]

Although Chu Heng valued Wan Jianyi very much, he didn't feel much about these people. First, Wan Jianyi and these people were controlled by Daoxuan. Speaking of which, they had nothing to do with Wan Jianyi.

Secondly, these people are just monks in the Nascent Soul Stage. To Chu Heng at this time, the small Nascent Soul Stage is nothing.

But although they are nothing in Chu Heng's eyes, in the eyes of others, they are also masters at the peak of the spirit world.

Daoxuan sent these few people to track him down. Naturally, it was not without consideration. In fact, these four monks at the Nascent Soul stage were also the heads of several sects. Not weak at all.

Just now, they took advantage of the battle between Chu Heng and Wan "[-]" Jianyi, and frantically attacked the defensive circle of Shuiyue Palace.

Fairy Island is fine, the four of them just attacked for one round, and they knew they couldn't break through the formation defense of Fairy Island.

Who knew that these four people turned their heads to look at the nearby Lingye Island. At this moment, the monks who were coming and going at this time were already pale in horror.

For them, one Nascent Soul stage monk is already rare, and four Nascent Soul stage monks attack at the same time, it is like the end of the world.

The magic flames were overwhelming, and the four Nascent Soul stage monks shot at the same time, almost with the power of burning mountains and seas. Although these casual cultivators responded extremely quickly, they still couldn't escape the siege of the four people. kuuhuu

In less than an hour and a half, the entire Lingye Island was surrounded by magic flames.

"How could it be?" These monks didn't know that they would suffer such an unreasonable disaster today, and they wanted to cry without tears.

It was not that no one wanted to break through the siege, but after the two Golden Core monks were simply burned to death by these people, no one dared to act rashly.

Just now Chu Heng was having a good fight with Wan Jianyi, so naturally he didn't notice.

At this time, various cries for help rang in his ears.

"Help!"

Even if he practiced for another thousand years, the fear of death in human nature would still not go away.In other words, monks are probably the group of people who are most afraid of death.

Those casual cultivators have already shouted.

"Shuiyue Palace! Beg for Shuiyue Palace!"

Someone's eyes lit up and they shouted loudly.

"Yes, and please help the Palace Master Chu!"

"Please help Palace Master Chu!"

In less than a while, this Lingye Island was full of such voices.

When Chu Heng heard the words, he didn't hesitate, he just waved his hand.

The world seems to have changed. (—)

A golden light lit up from the depths of Shuiyue Island, and a tripod-shaped magic weapon appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

I saw the big tripod turn around, and a golden dragon jumped out of the tripod, and roared suddenly at the four uninvited guests.

The wind howled.

Golden clouds emerged from the sky, covering the entire Lingye Island in the clouds.

Yun Conglong.

Others didn't feel much about it, but the demon monks who besieged the Lingye Island were all shaken and seemed to have lost consciousness.

In other words, the magic power in their bodies suddenly lost its direction.

Seeing that the golden dragon seemed to be in a powerful position, after a roar, it even jumped up, and with a flick of its tail, it slapped the four Nascent Soul stage monks into the sea.

If it is said that the monks in the Nascent Soul stage are naturally not so weak.