All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

The person who came here is also a person with special characteristics. He is very characteristic. You have only seen him once, and you will never forget him.

He was dressed in white clothes that beat snow, without a trace of dust. He held the sword in his hands tightly with his white palms, his face was stern, and a pair of star eyes looked at He Heng and his sword coldly.

The breeze blew, and He Heng felt a huge chill suddenly swept around him, as if it was the ice in the extreme north, cold to the soul.

"Ximen Chuixue!" He Heng looked at him coldly, his tone very positive.

The man across from him nodded, he was Ximen Chuixue, and only Ximen Chuixue had such extreme coldness, extreme loneliness, and extreme sword.

There is a kind of person who is close to God just because he is ruthless.

He Heng and Ximen Chuixue looked at each other, neither of them said a word, the night was shrouded, the chill was sweeping, and the sword light was about to shine.

At this moment, Lu XiaoFeng's voice suddenly resounded, disrupting the calm.

"Ximen, fortunately you came quickly today, otherwise I would be a dead phoenix."

Lu XiaoFeng said, patted her chest non-stop, she was frightened to death just now.

"I'm also very glad that I'm here today, but please shut up now." Ximen Chuixue gave Lu Xiaofeng a cold look, because he had another sacred thing to do now, and he didn't want anyone to disturb him.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen Chuixue, He Heng, and the sword in their hands. She wanted to say something, but she didn't say it, because he knew Ximen Chuixue and his loneliness.

Lu XiaoFeng took the initiative to step back more than ten feet, watching the two of them quietly there.

He Heng and Ximen Chuixue looked at each other, a penetrating chill swept across them, the same coldness, the same firmness.

Ximen Chuixue said first, "Do you use a sword?"

He Heng smiled and said, "The sword is called longevity, the longevity of people who are often buried!"

"Okay!" Ximen Chuixue's eyes brightened, and he said, "Since it's a sword, can we fight?"

He Heng said, "When and where?"

Ximen Chuixue said, "It's right now, right here."

He Heng said: "Okay, the bright moon is hanging high, the stars are shrouded in light, and the night is dark. It's a good time for a decisive battle."

"Then, please!" Ximen Chuixue said solemnly.

"Please!" He Heng's expression was equally solemn.

The night was like water, the moon was dark, the stars were dim, a wisp of breeze blew through, and the chill struck, Lu XiaoFeng couldn't help trembling, but his eyes were fixed on the two people and two swords on the street.

Suddenly, a sound of sword cries resounded, and the two swords were swung out at the same time.

The figures of He Heng and Ximen Chuixue moved at the same time, and they became blurred in an instant. In the air, in an instant, there were afterimages and dazzling sword lights.

Whisper!

The crisp sword sound resounded, and the two immortal swords were already intertwined and entangled.

At this moment, no one can stop them.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the moonlight is hazy, like flowing water, and it is full of cold artistic conception.

Every sword they stabbed has reached the peak of exquisiteness and exquisiteness. In one moment, there are thousands of changes, and they have reached the peak of swordsmanship.

He Heng's sword seems to be glorious, full of endless power, covering everything, including everything, and everywhere.

Ximen Chuixue's sword is like the snow lotus blooming on the top of the Tianshan Mountains. Under the extremely dangerous environment, its beauty is blooming.

With the change of their sword intent, their swordsmanship and sword moves are also changing. Their swordsmanship has already reached the realm where the sword follows the heart. Not only do they have a sword in their hands, but they also have a sharp sword in their hearts that can cut through the sun, moon, and stars. , tearing apart everything in the world.

Lu XiaoFeng was already stunned. Although his martial arts skills were not weak, under these two sword qi, he felt infinite pressure, which was mental oppression.

The sword qi spreads 30,000 miles across, and a single sword hits the nineteen states!

Suddenly, two splendid sword lights flashed, illuminating the dark night, and the streets shrouded in darkness. At this moment, it was like daytime, and the sword lights could still be seen from miles away.

The wind and clouds in the sky also changed color for these two swords, there was a faint sound of thunder, the dark clouds rolled, and the sky was changing color.

He Heng and Ximen Chuixue, they are both immersed in the sea of ​​each other's swords at this moment, they only have each other in their hearts, and they will see nothing else.

The sword energy is strong and radiant.

One swipe, one slash, one hook, one stab... These are the most basic moves in swordsmanship, but at this moment they are extremely wonderful in their hands. One style is combined into the most terrifying sword move.

Suddenly, a cloud floated across the sky, and He Heng jumped and flew to a height of four or five feet. The sky was soaring above the sky, unstained by red dust, and his eyes were filled with indifference, as if nothing in this world could shake him.

The breeze blew, and he raised the sword in his hand, which was very natural and harmonious. With a light stab, he was condescending, like an exiled immortal, descending into the world!

Whispering~~

The long sword sound resounded, and sparks erupted from the collision of the two long swords, which fell into the dark night.

Lu XiaoFeng's eyes widened, looking at He Heng's sword that fell from the sky, it didn't look like a human.

Soon, the figures of He Heng and Ximen Chuixue were intertwined again, hazy and blurry, with sword qi in all directions, Lu Xiaofeng could no longer see the situation clearly, so he could only secretly bless Ximen Chuixue, he knew that he could not interfere in this battle, the only thing he could do was All he does is bless his friends.

When He Heng and the two separated again, Ximen Chuixue's complexion was extremely pale, and even the hand holding the sword was still shaking, which was absolutely impossible for a swordsman like him.

He Heng glanced at him with a cold expression, then at Lu Xiaofeng, then at the sky, the sword of longevity returned to its sheath.

"Good sword, that sword no longer belongs to the world!" After a long time, Ximen Chuixue said abruptly.

He Heng smiled and said, "Of course it's a good sword, this move is called... Flying Immortals from the Sky!"

"But Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng's flying fairy?" Ximen Chuixue asked.

He Heng said: "Yes, that's the trick. I competed with Ye Gucheng the year before and saw him use this style of swordsmanship. For people like us, as long as we have seen any trick once, we can learn seven or eight. Not to mention, I have been thinking about it for two years to create a set of movement techniques - Feixianyou."

"Then how does your style of Flying Immortal from the Sky compare to the style of City Lord Baiyun?" Ximen Chuixue continued to ask.

He Hengdao: "Probably has 90% of his essence, and the remaining 10% is only unique to Ye Gucheng. I can't learn it, so I can only add some myself. The power should not lose to his original version."

"Then who won the battle between you and Ye Gucheng?"

"In terms of swordsmanship, Ye Gucheng and I are equals, there is no difference." He Heng did not directly answer Ximen Chuixue's question.

"It's a pity I didn't have a fight with City Lord Ye, otherwise I'll have no regrets." Ximen Chuixue sighed suddenly and closed his eyes: "Go ahead."

"Ximen!" Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng yelled, and was about to rush over.

However, Ximen Chuixue gave him a cold drink: "You stand still. For me, failure is death. It is an honor for a swordsman to die in the hands of a stronger swordsman."

Lu XiaoFeng smiled bitterly, after all, she didn't take a step forward, she just looked at He Heng coldly.

At this time, He Heng smiled and looked at Ximen Chuixue: "Why do you think I'm going to kill you?"

Ximen Chuixue said blankly, "A swordsman, if you lose, you die. Today I lost to you, so I can only die."

Unexpectedly, He Heng smiled again: "Let's go."

"Why didn't you kill me?" Ximen Chuixue was puzzled.

"Because it's not the time yet, the flowers haven't bloomed to their brightest and most beautiful moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so they can be picked now." He Heng stood with his hands behind his back, looked at him, and seemed to be sighing with emotion .

Ximen Chuixue looked at He Heng and then at himself, as if he understood something, the sword in his hand was sheathed.

Then he asked, "When is the time?"

He Heng looked at him and said: "When will you meet someone who can be moved, you can tie down your sword, and then cut through her and wash away the lead, then the time will come. At that time. Come to me again, and I won't let you go."

Ximen Chuixue frowned and thought for a while, it seemed that he had something but nothing, then he glanced at He Heng again, didn't say anything, and walked away indifferently.

Lu Xiaofeng also glanced at He Heng with a complicated look. After hesitating for a while, she followed Ximen Chuixue away.

He Heng looked at the backs of the two leaving, and smiled. Now Ximen Chuixue, before he met Sun Xiuqing and slashed her, and walked to the top of the Forbidden City, his sword was still a little immature, not his best. His opponent is not even comparable to him in the field of swordsmanship. You must know that what He Heng is best at is never swordsmanship.

He has been in this world for so long, but he is improving day by day. He once read books in Datian World for a few months, and in his almost unforgettable memory after improving his qualifications, He Heng took the books from Feixian College's library and He Heng. Memorize all the books provided by the home.

And now, he has already digested those books, and that knowledge has been turned into resources, urging the progress of his martial arts, and he has obtained the second stage of martial arts.

In these years, Dao Sanquan has also transformed. It has been integrated with internal and external skills, engraved in the bones, and has reached a new realm. In this world, how many people can pick him up?

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