c_t; Chapter 1236: Admitting defeat

Time freezes, and so does the picture. []

The blink of an instant collided into an eternally astonishing spectacle.

In the face of Ying Wuxin's strongest killing move, Wu Heng was simply neat, simple, closed his eyes to deal with it, and when he opened his eyes, he only choked the front of the sword with two fingers.

The monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had goosebumps all over his body, and he had an illusion, was the sect master in front of him the real sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?

Is he really a shadow Wuxin who has a fast sword in his hand and stands alone in the world?

If it was really the sect master's deity, why was it so weak, and the strongest killing move was easily cracked by Wu Heng!

Could it be that Wu Heng is too strong?

There were four immortal powerhouses in the team of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect at the scene, and they all saw that Wu Heng only had the cultivation of the second realm of the gods.

It shouldn't be......

They would rather believe that the sect master was playing a big show with Wu Heng than believe that this was the case.

"How is that possible?" cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of many people, and some demon cultivators who were hiding from a distance to watch the battle were furious in their hearts. How did the demon from Zhongzhou go against the sky to such a point?

Ying Wuxin's pupils contracted violently, and he felt extremely inferior in his heart, and Wu Heng's eyes looking at him were so calm and determined, as if he had done something that could be done easily.

"You?" After a long time, he only said the word "you", and it seemed that it was difficult to say a few more words.

"I have seen it all, and your sword has been seen by my heart. Wu Heng said.

"Heart?" Ying Wuxin's expression froze, his name is Ying Wuxin, and the people in the fairy domain who are afraid of Ying Wuxin killing people like numb, all call him a cold-blooded animal with "no heart". []

Wu Heng said: "There is no heart, your sword is only cold, it will not be mixed with feelings, it will look hollow, it will just stand out in a fast, the real attack power of this move is actually only in the realm of the gods." ”

Ying Wuxin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wantonly: "Hahahaha, you are really funny, the sword is unintentionally cold, and the sword without emotion will be sharp and not soft!"

"For the sake of the achievement of the sword, you have given up your emotions and tried to be an unintentional person, but in fact you have gone crooked. ”

Wu Hengyun was light and light, and said: "Sometimes the fetters of emotion are endless!"

"The power of emotion?"

"Yes, sometimes emotion is a bondage, but why not a strength?" Wu Heng said.

"You're lecturing me again?" Shadow Wuxin's eyes twitched, he didn't like the feeling, even though he was already convinced.

Once someone can see his sword clearly, his combat power will indeed be greatly reduced, and even as Wu Heng said, his combat power is only in the realm of gods.

Ying Wuxin had to admire: "You are the first person who can see the fast sword in my hand clearly, and you can see it with your heart, it is very powerful, your Dao attainments have reached the peak among your peers." ”

"Isn't it true that even Lei Xiaoteng and the others can't see your fast sword clearly?" Wu Heng asked.

"They don't see clearly, and if they did, I would have been their loser, but because they couldn't see clearly, a lot of the fights ended in draws. Ying Wuxin said.

Wu Heng was silent, he had indeed missed it, and he had the Heavenly Eye and the Dao attainments of the same generation that no one could match before he broke this sword!

It's really fast, it's not visible to the naked eye, and it's impossible for the perception to see!

But in the wonderful state of selflessness and unity, he actually saw the trajectory of the sword with his heart, so that he could achieve the shocking picture of the sword that he had understated before. In addition, it is also the reason why Ying Wuxin pays attention to speed and does not pay attention to strength, resulting in this sword being extremely fast, and the real attack power is only in the realm of the gods, which is weaker than the attack power of a sweep without a trace.

However, if you can't block this sword, and you are stabbed in the vital point where the defense is weak, even Lei Xiaoteng and the others will be hit hard!

The monks at the scene were already stunned, and quietly watched the conversation between the two men.

A lot of things are mutually reinforcing, and Wu Heng's combat power is definitely not as good as Zhou Chong, who was killed by Ying Wuxin with a sword, and he can't beat Zhou Chong. But Wu Heng can undertake the strongest killing move of the main shadow unintentionally!

It can only be said that there are too many wonderful things in the world, and it can even be considered that Wu Heng is the natural nemesis of Ying Wuxin.

"I've been defeated, and I'm convinced. Shadow Wuxin had a black face, and now that he was defeated, he still had the heart to admit it, although he was angry in his heart.

"What?"

"Did I hear me right?"

"The sect master admits defeat? He conceded defeat to that kid named Wu Heng?"

The monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was like a thunderbolt from the sky, his jaw dropped, and he kept shaking his head, unable to believe the facts.

The hundreds of monks in the Immortal Domain Demon Slaying Team who were watching at the scene also sighed, compared to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they were more likely to accept the facts. Of course, it's just that it's easier, but in fact, this fact is unacceptable in the eyes of any monk in the Immortal Realm.

Wu Heng just stood quietly in the void, silent. It's not that he won the shadow without intention, but he just restrained the opponent's fast sword with his own special ability, if he really wants to fight to the death, he himself will definitely have no chance of winning, and he can only run.

The fact is undoubtedly a heavy blow to Ying Wuxin, the fast sword that he is proud of being the only one in the world was broken by Xiao Mao, and it was broken so easily, he no longer had the courage to continue fighting.

"Sect Master, you could have killed him!"

"Yes, admitting defeat like this, isn't this kid going to be arrogant?" The monks of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect spoke out separately, unwilling. They all knew that Wu Heng was opportunistic, even if the sect master couldn't hurt Wu Heng in a short time, but could Wu Heng hurt the sect master again?

However, if they think about it from another perspective, they can understand Ying Wuxin's feelings.

A dignified immortal master-level figure, if he can't hurt Wu Heng in a short period of time, he will naturally lose most of it!

"It's enough!" Ying Wuxin's face was gloomy, and he shouted loudly, then left the scene with his sleeves brushed up, and said in a sentence: "The Ten Thousand Swords Sect can still afford to lose, let's go!"

The monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect felt that his old face was hot, just like Wu Heng slapped them dozens of times in front of them but couldn't fight back.

Especially the domineering old man from before suddenly wilted, lowered his head in shame, and didn't dare to look at Wu Heng's eyes. He cultivated in the Nine Realms of the Gods, and he definitely had the strength to fight with Wu Heng, and he had a great chance of winning.

"Let's go, the sect master said, I can afford to lose in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, so don't trouble him, so as not to fall into the laughing stock again. One of the Ascending Immortal powerhouses in the team sighed and followed the sect master away.

"Really just let him go?"

"Otherwise, do you dare to disobey the sect master's words? Or if you win against Wu Heng, you can prove that you can defeat an opponent that the sect master can't beat?

"Also, according to this, we can't fight with Wu Hengkai, or can't beat him?"