Wudang sweeps the tunnel, awakens full-level comprehension at the beginning

Chapter 242

"Humph."

Lu Heng is very clear.

With two spiritual bodies, they are not afraid of physical attacks at all.

But the aura of the two of them is extraordinary and can be compared.

But in Lu Heng's eyes.

That is bluffing.

There is no other way.

But he was not afraid, sneered, and pointed casually: "Lei Lai!"

Lightning as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and hit the two of them out of thin air.

Dini was originally disdainful, but suddenly felt stiff.

"You, who the hell are you, to be able to drive thunder and lightning?"

This thunder.

It didn't just scare Tianseng and Dini.

It also scared the group of masters kneeling below.

Lu Heng sneered and said, "Who is this seat, it's none of your business."

"I hate it most when someone pretends to be aggressive in front of me, come down and get you!"

Just that blow.

Being resisted by the Heavenly Monk, his originally illusory body weakened a little.

Seeing this, Dini floated down directly, like lightning, and broke into Shi Feixuan's body.

"Uh oh, what a weak body, but at least he has a clear sword heart. This generation of Cihang Jingzhai is getting more and more finished."

"Patriarch, are you possessing my apprentice?"

Fan Qinghui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Shi Feixuan, who was possessed by Dini, ignored him at all, but drew out her sword, pointed at Lu Heng, and said, "Come down, I will let you know the fate of offending our Cihang Jingzhai."

Lu Heng snorted coldly.

Indifferently said: "Cihang Jingzhai, that's all."

"This seat will send you to see those bald donkeys of Jingnian Zen."

These words were heard by the monk.

The illusory monk who had no face at first changed his face drastically.

"You actually destroyed my dojo."

"Even if your body is in this plane, I am not afraid, let alone two ghosts and immortals, so weak."

"Five thunders, destroy the enemy!"

Thunder and lightning flashed across the entire Emperor Stepping Peak and within the sphere of influence of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The illusory body of Tianseng just uttered a harsh word.

In less than a moment, it was wiped out, and there was no chance to possess others, and it was dead.

Seeing this scene, Dini was shocked.

And the remaining masters of Cihang Jingzhai were all terrified.

Including the group of masters from the Demon Sect, they also dare not step forward.

Shi Zhixuan was shocked: "This is the real strength of the national teacher?"

"No, this is the tip of the national teacher's iceberg. You joined us too late, and you don't even know how powerful the national teacher is."

Xiao Feng and Duan Yu nodded at the side.

Not to mention anything else, Lu Heng's invincible magical skills are already beyond the ordinary.

Not to mention, this miraculous Taoism made Lu Hengxian feel even more despondent.

Just like a real fairy on land.

On the contrary, they all became a foil.

For so many years, following Lu Heng's expedition to the north and south, it is very clear that if Lu Heng wants to let someone die, he will never escape.

"Thief, look at the sword!"

Dini took a deep breath, regained his composure, and used a set of very strange sword techniques.

Shi Zhixuan shouted: "My lord, be careful, this may be the Sword Art of the Other Side!"

Lu Heng smiled lightly.

With just a wave of his hand, the sword energy that hit him just now dissipated without a trace.

Dinny also couldn't calm down.

Shocked by Lu Heng's momentum, he was half a beat behind.

Before he was completely within a hundred meters of Lu Heng, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"shock!"

A gossip entity was released from Lu Heng's hands.

Only one ten-thousandth of the immortal force was used.

A generation of founders of Cihang Jingzhai lost their minds and souls.

Including Cihang Jingzhai's current saint and concubine Xuan, who also died fragrantly.

Seeing this, Fan Qinghui widened her eyes, refusing to believe it.

In her opinion, no one in the world should be able to fight against her when the patriarch makes a move.

But it turns out.

She underestimated Lu Heng, and she didn't know what a world of difference was.

Shi Zhixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Lu Heng directly snatched the treasure of Cihang Jingzhai, Cihang Sword Manual from Fan Qinghui.

No wonder he couldn't find it.

This thing has always been carried and kept by Fan Qinghui.

Looked through it again.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Heng's mouth.

[You read the Cihang Sword Manual carefully, inspire your full-level comprehension, comprehend the shifting stars and changing battles, and automatically deduce to perfection! 】

Lu Heng took this set of sword manuals casually.

This thing is useless to him.

What's more, other people's learning will only be martial arts, but he can see from it that it has the atmosphere of the God of War Atlas, just like the other two peerless cheats.

All born out of God of War Atlas.

In other words, this is one of the 36 secret arts of Tiangang in ancient times.

"you you!"

Fan Qinghui spat out a mouthful of blood, her breath was like a spring.

Song Que looked at the woman he once admired, but he didn't dare to help her.

Lu Heng waved his hand casually.

The dragon guards were all included in the life space and disappeared.

Seeing this situation, Shi Zhixuan and the others didn't dare to look around, and they all rushed to Lu Heng's side.

"My lord?"

"leave here."

Lu Heng pointed down the mountain and let them fly into the air.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tiandao hurriedly wanted to withdraw with the masters of the Song Clan one by one, but encountered Lu Heng's coercion.

It was like being pressed down by a mountain, unable to move.

"I only ask one question, surrender, or, death!"

"Impossible, even if the old man is defeated by you, he will not take refuge in you."

"Yes, you can dream, the worst thing is to die."

Seeing this, Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui both showed disdain.

They thought that Lu Heng was just bluffing.

After all, both Buddhist masters and demon masters are here.

Shi Zhixuan sneered and said, "What about the Song Clan, you meddle in our grievances indiscriminately, and anger the lord, it is not a good thing for your family."

"That's right, Master, it's for you to save face. You, Song Que, are talented. After passing this village, you didn't go to a shop."

Song Que is not an idiot.

He knew very well that although it was the first time he met Lu Heng, the aura Lu Heng gave him just now made him want to retreat.

It is better to die than to live.

He still has a big family to support, how could he die here?
Besides, Song Shidao, Song Yuzhi, what should they do.

Is it worth it to sacrifice the lives of my family for the sake of Cihang Jingzhai?
"Three breaths, don't vote."

"This seat is about to start killing, all of them will be wiped out."

Lu Heng left a word.

He looked at Song Que and the others with a smile.

Song Shidao just wanted to say something tough.

Song Que said helplessly: "I, the Song Clan, have no hostility towards the National Teacher. It is not a loss to seek refuge with the National Teacher. I also ask the National Teacher to be merciful."

"That's right, those who know the current affairs are heroes, and the Song Clan is attached to them. Yang Guang will not trouble you in the future."

"Thank you for your appreciation."

"Father, how can you do this?"

"Yeah brother, if you do this, how will people in the Jianghu think of us, and how will the Song Clan gain a foothold in the Jianghu in the future!"

"shut up!"

Song Que could already feel Lu Heng's disdain and killing intent.

It doesn't matter his reputation alone, but it doesn't matter if his whole family dies for Cihang Jingzhai.

"Listen to my order and go down the mountain!"

"It turns out that you, Song Que, are just a covetous person who fears death." Fan Qinghui revealed a hint of disdain.

Looking up at Lu Heng, he sneered and said, "You devil, the world will never forgive you."

"Your Buddhist plan is just to control the Central Plains Dynasty. For a plan of your Tianzhu King, you sent people to the Central Plains hundreds of years ago. Do you think I don't know?"

"You, how do you know!"

"It's also because you are stupid. Aren't there records in this Sutra Pavilion? Thanks to you, Song Que, you are still thinking about the orthodoxy of the Han people. Is this how you do it?"

Song Que heard this and then combined with Fan Qinghui's reaction.

His face became angry.

The backhand was a slap, and the slap made Fan Qinghui's eyes glow with bloodshot eyes.

"I, the Song Clan, will always respect the orthodoxy of the Han people. It turns out that you are from Tianzhu, you should die!"

(To be continued)
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