All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

The moonlight is like water, making the water surface of Dongting Lake sparkle, emitting a lot of soft light. He Heng is surrounded by this infinite soft light, but his figure is infinitely dark and deep.

His icy eyes were shrouded in light, and he could clearly see the appearance of the waves.

Lang Fanyun's figure is extraordinarily majestic, his face is rough and majestic, his face is ugly, a pair of yellow eyes seems to be awake and drunk, his hair and palms are slender than ordinary people, and his hands are at least two to four inches longer than ordinary people. It is natural to use a sword.

When He Heng was looking at Lang Fanyun, Lang Fanyun looked at He Heng and asked directly, "I don't know who the master is, why did you come here late at night to lead Lang?"

Lang Fanyun's voice was loud and strong, but with a three-point solemnity. His right hand holding the sword was even more tightly gripping the hilt at the moment, and the palm of his hand was sweating.

This is his kendo accomplishment, a situation that has never been seen before in the history of heaven and man.

Just because the person in front of him was putting too much pressure on him. Although He Heng did not show the slightest coercion, like an ordinary person, in the eyes of Lang Fanyun, it was unprecedentedly terrifying.

Under the shroud of his spiritual sense, the whole person in front of him seems to be independent from heaven and earth, forming a universe of its own.

This is a realm that he can't imagine. Even if he himself is a teacher of nature, and he is above Dongting Lake, he has an unparalleled understanding of every bit of this place, otherwise he can't see the horror of the other party at all.

Compared with this person, Pang Ban is simply weak.

Seemingly seeing Lang Fanyun's nervousness, He Heng showed a smile on the corner of his mouth. The smile was like a warm spring breeze. It gently brushed Lang Fanyun's heart, making his nervous and dignified mood instantly disappear.

But this only added to Lang Fanyun's fear of He Heng, and he could easily shake his inner emotions. This kind of martial arts realm is simply beyond the imagination of mortals.

Who is this? Lang Fanyun kept thinking.

At this time, He Heng said lightly: "Poor Zhang Sanfeng, come to see the world's number one swordsman tonight."

"It turned out that it was Wudang Zhenren Zhang, and Lang lost his respect." Lang Fanyun suddenly realized that, indeed, only Wudang Mountain, an unprecedented martial arts master, could surpass the magician Pang Ban and give him such transcendence. The terrible pressure of the world.

However, did he really come to him just to get to know him? Lang Fanyun thought about it, and said a little modestly: "Zhang Zhenren is in front of him, Lang does not dare to say anything about swordsmanship. In front of you, all the people who practice martial arts in the world are only young."

He Heng smiled, walked to Lang Fanyun and said, "You don't have to be humble, count the swordsmen in the world, you are indeed the number one, there is no doubt about that."

After a pause, He Heng said again: "I heard that Lang Xiaoyou learned from nature, and realized the swordsmanship of heaven and man in Dongting Lake. Today, I see it. Your spirit and spirit have been integrated into your sword. And your sword is integrated into this Dongting Lake, and it is continuous, and it has reached the realm of swordsmanship, enough to compete with Pang Ban."

"In front of you, the real person, I am afraid that the achievements of me and Pang Ban are not worth mentioning!" Lang Fanyun smiled bitterly, then waved his hand and asked, "I heard that the real person has seen Pang Ban before, I don't know if the real person thinks me Whoever gets on with him will get off."

He Heng smiled, turned his head and said, "When did Lang Fanyun become so competitive and want to compete with Pang Ban?"

Lang Fanyun laughed and said: "I just want to hear your opinion from the real person."

He Heng looked at him and said lightly: "You and Pang Ban are taking two paths, it's really hard to compare, but the battle between you and him is a win-win, the night of August 15th will be When you are the most splendid, it seems that when a jar of fine wine that has been brewing for decades is opened, the taste is the purest, the fragrance is overflowing, and it is refreshing."

Lang Fanyun looked up at the sky and said with a wry smile, "I, the drunkard, borrowed the auspicious words from the real person."

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He Heng did not choose to fight with Lang Fanyun, because at his level, the current Lang Fanyun could no longer be his opponent. The so-called rain-covering sword technique was the first time he saw Lang Fanyun. Understand probably.

It is indeed a kind of peerless swordsmanship that is natural and condensed into personal emotions, but that's all.

After all, the path taken by this swordsmanship is different from that of He Heng, and it is only the level of the unity of heaven and man. With He Heng’s vision today, it is absolutely impossible to enter his eyes unless he jumps out of the world and the fetal level. of. The wave may have the potential to go further, but that is also the future.

Watching the ship sailing into the distance, He Heng stood on a small island in Dongting Lake, looking coldly into the distance.

The night of August 15th is finally coming.

He Heng's eyes crossed time and space and "see" there.

Lang Fanyun and Pang Ban stood at the head of Lanjiang Island. Under the gaze of countless eyes, the two smiled alike.

After a while, Pang Ban painstakingly stopped the laughter, shook his head and sighed: "Pang, someone can't wait."

The rain-covering sword, which turned the clouds over the clouds, was thrown for the first half of the day, and the mind entered the realm of the Tao where there is no water and no waves.

At the same time, Pang Ban's face became incomparably cold, changed from kneeling to standing, and then slowly rose, completely violating the natural routine.

In a radius of ten feet between the two, it was dry and dry, and there was no trace of a drop of rain.

The Fuyu Sword turned into a group of silver-white awns that reflected the electric light in the sky, and painted across the void like a meteor chasing the moon.

With his body that went against common sense, Pang Ban leaped up from the edge of the cliff, punched out his fist, and slammed into the shimmering ball of light composed of silver dots.

The ball of light exploded, turning into a tidal hall-like rain of swords, rushing towards Pang Ban one after another.

Pang Ban let out a long whistle, and after flying up to the sky, he came to the void outside the cliff. With a toss, his feet were a hundred feet away from the dangerous swirling reef below. Even if he had an indestructible body, he would still fall. Gotta be smashed to pieces.

The sword rain receded, revealing the majestic tiger body of Yuezhi in the pavilion of the waves turning over the clouds, and suddenly swept away like a flying eagle, rushing towards the cliff, and the rain-covering sword reappeared like a firefly in the sky, and Wang Pangban attacked , ignoring the terrifying heights in the sky that can be heartbreaking.

The two of them roamed like tigers and dragons, and they split up. The fists and swords exchanged more than 100 blows in the air in an instant, but no one fell for half a point.

No matter how the Fuyu Sword changes, Pang Ban's fist can always bombard the tip of the sword; in the same way, no matter how urgent the fist is, the Fuyu Sword can also intercept it in time.

The essence of heaven and earth, through the Tao body transformed by Pang Ban from the demon species, circulated endlessly between the two meridians in the fist and sword fight, reaching an absolute balance and fixing them in the void.

As long as one of them misses and cannot stop the opponent's fist or sword, the one who is hit will of course be shattered and die immediately, and the victor will also fall off the cliff and die tragically on the reef.

The two played more and more slowly, as if time suddenly became lazy and tired.

The sky is full of roaring sounds, lightning strikes, and the light and extinction are endless, and the power is extremely terrifying.

When it was too slow to be slow, the two of them did their best at the same time, using all their strengths to attack the last punch and sword.

Fu Yujian first shot diagonally, and then came back, slashing Guangban's right waist.

Pang Ban's fist rushed out of his arms, straight to Lang Fanyun's throat.

In an instant, they all understood that if this situation continued, there would only be an ending.

The two met their eyes and smiled at the same time.

The mind and spirit are perfectly integrated, and it is more opportunistic than any confidant.

"Chong!"

The rain-covering sword returned to its sheath.

Pang Ban's fist turned into a palm, clenching tightly with Lang Fanyun's slowly outstretched hand.

When their palms touched, they felt the existence of He Heng and Ying Yuan at the same time.

He Heng also felt them, and it was only at this moment that Lang Fanyun really understood how powerful He Heng was.

Feeling that his entire spirit, intelligence, and experience are not blocked by time and space, and under the infinite darkness, He Heng's spiritual will is like a huge fire, hot and bright.

With a faint sigh, thousands of electric lights slammed down, stabbing the pair of palms that the two of them clenched tightly to represent life and death.

It exploded, which was visible from far and near, shattered the void, and was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes.

When a large cloud, rain, thunder and lightning moved to the sky above Lanjiang Island, making the full moon disappear and the sky and the earth eclipsed, the eastern sky, due to the moving of the dark clouds, revealed a bright moon hanging high in the golden night sky and lake water. direction to expand.

Pang Ban's face was peaceful, and his magical eyes were fixed on Jin Bingyun, who was so tender and pitiful, standing on another boat with an umbrella.

The distance between the two boats kept shortening.

Jin Bingyun's robe fluttered in the wind, as if he wanted to ride the wind away, waiting for Pang Ban's approaching boat.

The small boat slowly approached, and when the boat edge met, and when they formed a pair, the magician who had shaken the world for 60 years, humbly and sincerely knelt down on one knee beside Jin Bingyun, raised his head, and watched with infinite affection. Under the umbrella, Jin Bingyun's calm and beautiful appearance is peerless.

The eyes of the two were entangled for a long time, and a soul-stirring smile appeared on their faces at the same time.

While everyone was holding their breath, Pang Ban reached into his arms and took out the pair of cloth shoes embroidered with double butterfly patterns that he had been inseparable with for the past year.

Jin Bingyun lifted his right foot softly, and his beautiful eyes shot out a sea-like tenderness, which was deeply injected into Pang Ban's strange eyes.

Pang Ban's mouth showed a pure and childlike smile, and he gently and carefully held her slender, white and crystal bare feet in one hand. He bent down and kissed her before carefully putting on her shoes.

Although the wind and rain are so unwilling to compromise, the lake water is still turbulent, but the two abandoned boats are always stable and comfortable, not affected by the harsh environment at all.

All eyes were focused on the two of them, and no one made any sound, only the roar of the rapid waves hitting the hull and the wind and rain.

Wen Tianni, who was supporting Jin Bingyun's boat, had a strange light in his eyes and focused on Pang Ban's face.

Pang Ban seemed to be completely unaware of the presence of outsiders, so he focused on the beautiful woman who had been tortured for him. After kissing her other foot, he put on the remaining butterfly shoes for her thoughtfully and tenderly.

The eyes of the man and woman touched again, and at the same time, they exchanged an incomparably moving smile.

Until now, the two have not spoken a word.

The silence speaks.

When Jin Bingyun put on her cloth shoes and stepped back to the boat, she slowly handed her jade hand to Pang Ban and pressed it on his broad shoulders.

Pang Ban stood up, poked into his sleeve, and when he pulled it out, there was an extra letter in his hand.

The two boats suddenly separated.

Pang Ban's boat was supposed to head towards the huge boat that Fang Yeyu was waiting for his triumphant return, but the direction he took was a place where there were no boats, only the boundless wind and rain on the endless lake.

A ball of lightning shot out at Pang Banli's body.

Heaven and earth turned white.

Everyone was caught off guard, unable to bear the dazzling light, and opened their eyes as if they were blind.

The strong light is restrained, but the violent remnant still makes it impossible for people to see anything.

The scene in front of him gradually became clearer.

Amidst the trembling and stunned eyes of everyone, Pang Ban disappeared without a trace, leaving a lonely boat floating on the lake.

Suddenly, the eyes brightened again, and the edge of the dark cloud moved laterally to the middle of the sky, showing the boundary line between cloudy and sunny.

Under the moonlight.

The sky here is filled with golden light.

Pang Bian has disappeared.

Only He Heng could clearly see that at the moment when the electric light flashed, Pang Ban's figure passed through a layer of void cracks and entered a giant door.

The moon was shrouded in moonlight, and Lang Fanyun stood on the top of a mountain. He suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the sky, his expression was soft, but his eyes crossed endless time and space, and he looked at He Heng.

He smiled lightly, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

He Heng frowned, puzzled.

"Why did the void shatter at about the same time, but Lang Fanyun and Pang Ban went to two worlds?"

This may involve the deep mysteries of the heavens and the world, and He Heng cannot understand it for the time being.

But He Heng believes that he will understand one day.

In the laughter, He Heng's figure disappeared.

After the passing of time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is another hundred years.

Standing on the top of Wudang Mountain, He Heng stood tall and walked across the sky. In front of him was nothingness, and then nothingness burst open again, and a huge portal appeared in the darkness.

He walked gently into the door and never showed up again.

For more than 200 years, he roamed this world, and his footprints covered every inch of the corner, leaving endless legends.

He single-handedly founded the Wudang School, which is immortal in this world.

Ming Yingzong bestowed the title "Tong Wei Xian Hua Real Man"; Ming Xianzong gave him the special title "Tao Guang Shang Zhi Zhen Xian"; Ming Shizong gave him the title "Qing Xu Yuan Miao Zhen Jun".

He is a land fairy in the eyes of the world, and he is a peerless great master in the hearts of Jianghu people.

He is Zhang Sanfeng.

But this is only a fragment of He Heng's life.

His future is infinite!