I practiced with a cheat

"What nonsense!"

Zhou Heng snorted coldly and immediately struck down a palm thunder.

The pure golden light of the sun intertwined with thunder and lightning fell, hitting the head of the ghost who called himself Wan Shankong. The extreme thunder and the power of pure sun split its helmet into pieces, revealing its skinny, skeleton-like head.

But the palm thunder also disappeared with the shattering of the helmet, and it did not cause any substantial damage to the ghost.

"You're very brave, little one!" Wan Shankong opened his mouth and smiled, then spit out his dry vine-like tongue, and rushed towards Zhou Heng like a sharp arrow, pointing directly at his head.

This was to pierce Zhou Heng's head and suck out his blood and marrow.

when! !

But he heard a loud sound like a bell coming from Zhou Heng's palm. He clapped his palm, and golden light burst out, as if a huge golden bell was being struck, shocking all directions.

Ringing golden palm! !

The powerful concussive force and the special power of the innate pure Yang energy shattered the dry vine-like tongue on the spot, and the purple-black thick blood immediately scattered to the ground.

But seeing this, Wan Shankong didn't get angry but smiled instead, looking at Zhou Heng with sarcasm in his eyes.

His free left hand moved slightly, his fingers flew, and the sticky blood on the ground flew up as if it had self-awareness, and shot toward Zhou Heng like hundreds or thousands of hidden weapon darts.

"Be careful!!" Chen Yingyu couldn't help but exclaimed.

At the same time, she drew out her long sword and was about to rush in front of Zhou Heng to intercept these "hidden weapons" of blood drops.

However, before she could raise her sword, a sword light appeared out of thin air and lay in front of Zhou Heng.

This is a long sword with a simple shape and exquisite patterns.

No one is holding it.

It was actually suspended in the air like this.

Cross the entrance!

"rise!"

Zhou Heng shouted low, holding the sword finger with his left hand and holding it upright in front of his chest. His innate pure yang inner energy circulated rapidly. Through his powerful spiritual power, he directly dyed the Duxuanguan sword with a layer of golden clouds.

Zheng! !

Just listen to the cry of the sword, like a crane roaring in the sky, penetrating all directions, the golden sword light suddenly bursts out, and while flying in the sky, he actually performed a series of exquisite sword techniques, "hidden weapons" from those flying blood drops Kill them all.

Hundred-step flying sword!

Breaker style!

Although Zhou Heng's Hundred-Step Flying Sword has not yet been fully practiced, with the powerful basic mental attribute bonus and the nourishment of his soul by innate skills, his soul is extremely powerful and can be used to control the sword personally.

At this time, he was flying the Duxuanguan Sword in the air without moving the "hidden weapon" of thousands of blood drops that destroyed Wanshankong.

In Chen Yingyu's view, this situation is simply unbelievable.

Is he really eighth grade?

Is there such an unbelievably powerful eighth grade person in the world?

What is the sword-controlling method just now? Isn't the ability to control weapons through the air only a sixth-grade master?

How is this going?

Chen Yingyu was completely confused. The face under the mask was full of shock. The methods Zhou Heng was showing now were completely beyond her imagination.

It's incredible.

Even the old ghost Wan Shankong looked at Zhou Heng with some surprise.

However, his mental state did not seem to be stable. He was just confused for a short while, and then the blue light in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed and he became crazy again.

"Little thing, you can actually control a sword!" The tongue in Wan Shankong's mouth came back to life. He looked at Zhou Heng with his blue eyes and grinned: "This is fun! Drink!!"

Wan Shankong shouted loudly, and the purple-black light on his body suddenly surged, covering his whole body, forming a huge light pillar, and slammed into the gold-holding hammer that was suppressing it.

boom!

A deafening loud explosion exploded, causing the entire cave to shake violently, and it might completely collapse at any time. The purple-black light pillar collided with the golden fist, and the two were indistinguishable for a while, and they were in a stalemate.

"Little thing, how can a mere eighth-level martial artist have such high-quality inner energy?" Wan Shankong was shocked and confused. The quality and intensity of Zhou Heng's inner energy were the most powerful among the eighth-level warriors he had ever seen.

Zheng! !

Just when Wan Shankong was in shock, a sword sound came out, but the Xuanguan Sword fell into Zhou Heng's hand, and he threw it forward fiercely, slashing towards Wan Shankong's head in the shining golden light.

"It's just an ordinary sharp weapon!"

Wan Shankong sneered, raised his palm, and the simple-shaped armor protected him. At the same time, the purple-black light shone brightly, and his five fingers were like sharp swords, and he directly grabbed the Duxuanguan Sword that was flying towards him.

However, its grasp failed to stop the attack of Duxuanguan Sword. Instead, the sword's edge instantly pierced the purple-black light and palm.

Then the golden sword light circled its neck again and cut off its head.

The Duxuanguan Sword itself is a top-grade weapon.

Three special effects: toughness, puncture, and evil-breaking.

Coupled with the sharpness +2 added by Zhou Heng, there is no suspense at all when his palm penetrates Wanshankong.

After this move worked, Zhou Heng immediately accelerated the movement of the innate pure Yang inner energy in his body, and strengthened the golden hammer he was holding, causing it to expand a bit more.

boom!

Just a loud noise was heard, the earth trembled, and the golden giant fist hit Wan Shankong's headless body hard. The most powerful force of Yang instantly crushed this body full of evil spirit. body.

At the same time, the aftermath of the battle also beat the remaining five seventh-grade ghosts to dust and completely died.

"Huh!" Zhou Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression still did not relax.

"It's finally over? Emperor, you, you are really too strong!" Chen Yingyu's tense spirit finally relaxed a little, and she looked at Zhou Heng in surprise, with a look of longing in her eyes.

"It's not over yet." Zhou Heng shook his head, raised his hand to grab it, took back the Duxuanguan Sword, held it in his hand, and walked towards the huge pit that was smashed by the golden hammer.

"It's not over yet??" Chen Yingyu's eyes widened, and her spirit that had just relaxed suddenly became tense again.

boom! !

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the pit.

Wan Shankong, who had just been crushed by Zhou Heng, unexpectedly rushed out again. Now half of his head was broken, and the lower body was covered with fleshy sprouts and blood, and was rapidly regrowing.

"Little thing, you have a few attacks, but you still can't kill me with this little skill!"

Wan Shankong stared at the eyes that almost drooped from their sockets, and said with a smile: "You humans used to rely on ghosts to conquer, and in the end you have to kill them all. It's really ridiculous."

While he was talking, most of his body had grown, and he was actually suspended in the air, looking down at Zhou Heng. This was no longer something that the lower third-level could do.

"What do you want to say?" Zhou Heng frowned.

"Don't you want to know the truth about the Tianyang War and what happened in that era that was deliberately concealed?" Wan Shankong said with a smile: "Maybe the justice you uphold now is just a lie?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Chen Yingyu shouted sternly, "Why should we believe you, a ghost?!"

"Go ahead." Zhou Heng nodded and said to Wan Shankong, "I am indeed interested in this."

"Hahaha, then let me tell you carefully, so that you..." The smile on Wan Shankong's face became stronger and stronger, and he laughed: "Let you know everything clearly!"

Before he finished speaking, a group of purple-black mist rushed out of Wan Kongshan's broken body, and quickly condensed into a black light, rushing towards Zhou Heng at extremely fast speeds.

"Hahahaha! Curiosity is also a loophole in the soul! Don't worry, I will fulfill your wish. You will soon know everything about the Tianyang War!"

Wan Shankong laughed unscrupulously. He knew that he had caught Zhou Heng's mental loophole and could already carry out preliminary possession.

Once this process begins, it cannot be stopped!

Unless Zhou Heng can kill it in this short moment.

In Wan Shankong's view, this is impossible.

Zhou Tian Xunjie Secretary's Taoist method took a long time, and there was no time at all. The power of the previous Thunder Taoist method was not enough to kill it.

Stable!

Boom! !

However, at this moment, a deafening roar of thunder suddenly erupted, as if a world of thunder had descended, and purple lightning instantly filled the cave.

Almost at the same moment, the purple electric light was dyed golden. This was the combination of the innate pure Yang inner energy and the thunder light in the palm.

The golden light covering Zhou Heng's body also shone with purple thunder, making him look like the God of Thunder had come to the world.

Purple-gold light rose from the south of Ansong County, and thunderous sounds reached the ears of the residents here. Many people knelt down and worshiped, thinking that great power was coming to slay demons in Ansong County.

"You think I don't know what your plans are?

"The purpose is to lure your Yin spirit out of your body!

"Winter thunder and thunderbolt!"

Zhou Heng shouted sternly, and used the Duxuanguan sword instead of a sword to use the fourth of the seven purple thunder strikes, slashing down in the air.

The huge purple-gold thunder light stacked together, layer after layer, like a world of thunder, crashing down!

A series of bonuses such as the innate pure yang inner energy, the special effects of sharp weapons to destroy evil spirits, the special attack on Yin spirits, and the special attack on ghosts by the thunder in the palm, have become the death talisman of Wankong Mountain.

On the spot, the ghost that was rushing towards Zhou Heng with the intention of possessing him was blown into pieces of purple-black light, which could never be recovered and soon disappeared into ashes.

"Congratulations! Defeated the invincible enemy 'Wan Shankong's twisted remnant soul', and the lucky bag [Silver] +3."

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"Congratulations! You killed the vulnerable enemy Wu Ying. The lucky bag [Bronze] +1."

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"Congratulations! You killed the vulnerable enemy Cui Yuanzhong, and the lucky bag [Bronze] +1."

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More than a dozen seventh-grade ghosts were rewarded with a bronze blessing bag, and Wan Kongshan, who was killed in the end, was rewarded with three silver blessing bags!

It can be said that the screen is full of lucky bags.

However, what concerned Zhou Heng more was the description of the reward prompts.

Wan Shankong’s twisted remnant soul?

Could it be the same split soul as Xuanyang's back then?

Of course, this does not affect his original plan——

"You used the 'Memory Drop Card' on 'Wanshankong's Twisted Remnant Soul', and the memory crystal of 'Wanshankong's Twisted Remnant Soul' +1."