The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"Reporting to the elders, there is no news."

An older monk nodded and replied very respectfully.

Hearing this, Zhang Jing frowned, and his face became very gloomy.

It has been more than ten hours since Wan Tao and others left, but during this time, there was no news.

What does this show?

Zhang Jing just thought about it for a while, and he already understood everything in it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing's gaze became much sharper: "Has anyone been here these days?"

"No." The elder monk replied.

"It's fine if you don't."

After saying this, Zhang Jing simply hesitated (bfaa) for a while, then turned around.

Looking at Zhang Jing who turned around and left, doubts appeared on the faces of the elderly monk and others.

At the same time, I also had a bad feeling in my heart.

At this moment, the voice of Zhang Jing who was about to walk to the gate came again, "Let's clean up this place."

The cold voice without any emotion came as soon as it was conveyed.

And at this time, the old monk finally confirmed where the bad premonition in his heart came from.

The realization of this bad premonition made the complexions of these monks change drastically.

In an instant, with the movement of these monks' bodies, they all dispersed and fled in all directions.

Although these monks are just ordinary monks, it is obvious that judging from their current speed, they are all first-rate or even innate masters!

Such a situation, even in the arena, is already enough to support the existence of a second-rate force.

But these monks are so unknown.

Although they fled away very quickly, the boy in white who had been standing there expressed extreme disdain for this.

The arc of the mocking smile raised from the corner of his mouth was just pulled away a little, and the knife light in his hand flashed, and immediately 32 knife lights rushed towards the 32 fleeing monks.

No more, no less.

There was no sound, and those monks who escaped, even monks who were considered to be of good strength in the rivers and lakes, all lay on the ground.

All of them were easily killed by the light of the knife.

And that young man, after sending out the knife light, didn't even look at the fleeing monks, he just straightened his clothes and walked out of the temple slowly.

Glancing lightly at the young man in white in front of him, the pimple on Zhang Jing's brow disappeared.

"Over the years, Gu Nei has spent a lot of money cultivating you, but right now, that thing is extremely important to Gu Nei. Do you know what you should do?"

Looking at this young man who might even be able to kill himself, Zhang Jing asked with a flash of brilliance in his eyes.

"I see."

The boy nodded, and after leaving these three words, he turned and left the temple.

And the direction the young man was walking in was exactly the place where everyone in Yaowang Valley was wiped out today: Mount Heng! .

Chapter 480

A few days passed like a white horse, slipping away unknowingly.

After treatment and self-cultivation, Yan Shisan's injuries have already recovered to a great extent.

His complexion is no longer as pale as before, and his eyes have become much more energetic.

After experiencing what happened a few days ago, after experiencing the almost suicide sword, Chu Heng suddenly realized that Yan Shisan at this time seemed to be a completely different person compared to before.

His whole person's spiritual temperament became more restrained and peaceful, as if he had changed from a sharp peerless sword to an inconspicuous blunt sword without the slightest sharpness.

Although it has become a blunt sword, Chu Heng knows very well in his heart that this blunt sword is actually far more powerful than the peerless sword before!

Although all his power has become restrained, Chu Heng believes that as long as he is willing, he can burst out with unimaginable power in an instant.

"But I never thought that this time it was a blessing in disguise!"

Seeing Chu Heng push the door and enter, Yan Shisan seemed to have changed from the brat before to a refined scholar.

Chu Heng smiled softly: "But I never thought that a person who has gone through so many hardships, his martial arts would be so peaceful!"

"Perhaps it is precisely because I have experienced so much that I cherish this kind of peace even more!"

Yan Shisan showed a gentle smile, and slowly sat opposite Chu Heng.

"Do you know? Your current peace is very similar to a person!"

The corner of Chu Heng's mouth curled up, but a snow-white figure floated in his mind.

"The resemblance is normal, after all, Yan Shisan is just an ordinary person!"

Yan Shisan's eyes were calm, but there was no curiosity either.