The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Chu Heng smiled wryly, then closed his eyes.

In his mind, he remembered Chu Zifan and Zhou Wenyuan who appeared five years ago in the battle in the Valley of the Medicine King.

Those two people, with a gesture of destroying the world, directly erased the Medicine King Gushenhuo Peak from this world.

It was wiped clean, leaving no trace.

Although Chu Heng at that time was dismissive of the realm of those two people, he knew that the strength of those two people had reached the pinnacle of this world!The so-called shattered void and daylight ascension are all a joke in front of them. ~)

At that time, Chu Heng thought that there would no longer be such a person in this world!

After all, in this world, there will no longer be three days of death pills.

But now, looking at the sweeping monk in front of him, Chu Heng once again sensed the familiar and terrifying energy fluctuations.

Although when Qin Mengyao was injured, Chu Heng had already determined that the sweeping monk was a super master who proved the way with strength.

But such a determination is only a determination after all, but Chu Heng didn't think that the sweeping monk's strength would reach the level of Chu Zifan.

"Dare to ask, senior's name.`?"

After a long time, Chu Heng opened his eyes, looked at the sweeping monk with burning eyes and asked.

The sweeping monk smiled softly, with a hint of vicissitudes in his tone, "It's been more than 800 years, and the old man has almost forgotten his name!"

Maybe he was really remembering his name, or maybe he didn't want to answer, but the sweeping monk just stared at the sky in a daze.

Chu Heng and Qin Mengyao did not urge them, they just looked at the sweeping monk silently, as if they were not in a hurry.

There is really no rush.

So far, no one is in a hurry.

Because this battle is inevitable.

That being the case, it is natural to talk about the past. ~)

After a long time, as if remembering that there were still two guests here, the sweeping monk turned his head, looked at Chu Heng and said, "I vaguely remember that someone called me Murong Longcheng more than 800 years ago! You should know?"

"Murong Dragon City!!!"

Qin Mengyao groaned softly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Little girl knows?"

Murong Longcheng looked at Qin Mengyao with a slight smile, and was about to say more, but couldn't help but murmured to himself, "It turns out that the legend is true!"

"I know you from Chu Heng, but I have also heard about you from Sekongjian!"

Qin Mengyao's eyebrows turned cold, but the Sekong sword popped out automatically, danced around Qin Mengyao and landed in Qin Mengyao's hands, but the sword sounded slightly, as if speaking.

Qin Mengyao closed her eyebrows slightly, but the next moment she sneered, "The Sekong sword in my hand tells your story in more detail!"

"It's really fun!"

Murong Longcheng smiled, and just as he smiled, the broom in his hand suddenly burst out with a terrifying sword energy, stabbing directly at Chu Heng and Qin Mengyao.

"Remember, Sekongjian, you do things unscrupulously, and you like sneak attacks the most!"

Qin Mengyao didn't seem to care about Murong Longcheng's sneak attack at all. The Sekong sword in her hand was out of her jade hand, and she greeted Murong Longcheng's sword energy with a hint of arrogance.

"boom!"

Like a muffled thunder, the Sekong sword turned back, and the sword energy from Murong Longcheng was also wiped away by the Sekong sword.

There was a trace of solemnity on Murong Longcheng's face, Qin Mengyao was only a few months old, but he was able to easily defeat him with this trick, which surprised Murong Longcheng a little.

"Here, it seems that it is not suitable for fighting!"

Chu Heng glanced at the Shaolin monks and those curious pilgrims who hurried over, and shook his head at Murong Longcheng.

"Hahahaha! Good! Very good! Before leaving, the old man will kill you two little bastards!"

Murong Longcheng burst into laughter suddenly, and then his figure flashed, but disappeared directly in place.

Chu Heng and Qin Mengyao looked at each other, their figures flashed, but they followed Murong Longcheng and disappeared in place.

For this Murong Longcheng, Chu Heng has learned a little bit through collecting these few days. After all, the people of the Murong family have always been passed down in an orderly manner, and they only know the past events of Murong Longcheng after a little comparison.

It's no wonder that Chu Heng is so cautious, since Chu Heng wiped out the descendants of the two lines of Murong Longcheng, the two have formed an endless relationship!

Murong Longcheng, a survivor of the Yan Kingdom, ruled the world before the age of 37, rebelled at the age of 38, was surrounded by three court priests and was seriously injured, and has since disappeared.

Three years later, Jiang Xiuzhi, one of the enshrined Dajiang swordsmen, was found tragically dead in the capital by his wife and daughter, with 130 nine swords in his body.

Eleven years later, Mu Tengzi, one of the enshrined disciples, died in Tiannan. The cause of his death was Shaolin Boruozhang. Afterwards, Shaolin conducted a thorough investigation, and no one who practiced Boruozhang in the Arhat Hall went out, which became another unsolved martial arts case.

Thirty-eight years later, only one of the three major priests remained, the miserable monk who had cultivated Fudo Mingwang Jue to the apex, ran into a witch from a cult, and was suddenly stabbed in the abdomen between the beds, and both died.

At that time, some people suspected Murong Longcheng of the death of the three major priests, but Murong Longcheng seemed to have disappeared in the rivers and lakes.

It's just that no one thought that after Murong Longcheng planned to kill the mourning monk, he had a chance encounter and hibernated in Shaolin like this.

And this dormancy is 800 years (De Nuo Zhao)!

Chu Heng's speed was extremely fast, because Chu Heng knew very well that if the three of them really fought, it would be another catastrophe in Tianlan Continent!

Murong Longcheng, on the other hand, took his time and walked slowly behind Chu Heng. At Murong Longcheng's age, it was really not easy to find something meaningful.