"Whoosh......"

The sound of the sword breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and the stirring sound echoed in their ears, making people uneasy.

However, the two of them are not ordinary martial artists after all, even if the fog is thick at this time, and they can almost reach out and lose their fingers, but they are not weak at all when they listen to the wind.

The sword claws were all glowing, and a dazzling light was released from their bodies, and Yu Yineng's sword and Zhang Heng's steel claws all exploded with all their strength at this moment.

"Dingding......

Countless gold-iron clashing sounds erupted in the thick fog, and at this moment, the three spiritual weapons had already exchanged as many as a hundred times.

Zhang Heng's heart suddenly moved, and that familiar feeling came to his heart again. He immediately tore open his throat and shouted, "Second son, be careful. ”

Yu Yineng was stunned, listening to Zhang Heng's creepy scream, his heart was faintly cold.

Be careful? Be careful......

Just when he was full of doubts, there was a slight chill above his head, and a surging force surged.

Almost without thinking, Yu Yineng snorted lightly, and with a swing of the long sword in his hand, he blocked the attacking spiritual weapon.

"When ......"

There was a loud bang, and the huge liliang was like a mountain falling down alive, almost making him unable to hold the long sword in his hand. And what made him even more horrified was that he clearly sensed that this blow was not Rong Kaixuan's long sword, but the hard blow of Zhang Heng beside him.

Judging from the liliang of this blow, it is clear that Zhang Heng is going all out and has no reservations.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you going to do?" Yu Yineng roared, his figure flew back, and he immediately stayed away from him.

Zhang Heng was speechless, and he distinguished: "Second son, I'll let you be careful......"

Yu Yi Neng was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe, let me be careful of your attack?

Another sound of breaking wind flashed, it was Rong Triumphant's long sword. Under the cover of thick fog, it is like a poisonous snake lurking in a dark corner, looking for the most suitable opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

Yu Yineng didn't dare to slack off, and waved his long sword to block the sword. At the same time, he unfolded his body and followed the momentum of this sword to chase after Rong Kaixuan.

This kid is as cunning as a ghost, before he emerges. Even the three of them were innate powerhouses who were helpless against him. However, after all, he only has a master-level cultivation, and once he appears by their side, Yu Yineng naturally cannot let it go.

Rong Kaixuan retreated sharply, Yu Yineng chased wildly, and in a few steps, they came to Zhang Heng's side.

Zhang Heng listened carefully, his eyes lit up slightly, and the steel claws in his hands grabbed them silently. Although the two innate powerhouses couldn't see it. But it still has a seamless feeling when it comes together.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

The sound of flowing spring water echoed softly, and Rong Triumph's eyes were blazing, even in such a dense mist. These eyes also seem to be full of endless brilliance.

The sword light in his hand flowed, and he exerted all his strength under the attack of the two innate powerhouses.

One by one, the small dots were punctured by his sword light, and every time a key node was missing, the pressure on him was one point less. He has a lot more control over the situation.

The sword light claw shadow in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Rong Triumph's sword light flashed, accompanied by Zhang Heng's angry and unbelievable roar. The powerful steel claws once again fell towards Yu Yineng's head.

"Be careful. Zhang Heng's face changed greatly, he bared his teeth, gritted his teeth, and roared heartbreakingly: "Here we ...... again"

Yu Yineng gasped, he sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and raised his sword to resist.

"Ding......

The voice of the heart's heart sounded loudly, and the steel claw and the long sword collided violently again, and the two powerful innate powerhouses both felt that the true qi in their bodies was surging, and they were almost about to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Although Yu Yineng is the strongest in the new generation of the family, he has been promoted to the innate at a young age, and he can be called a promising future. However, Zhang Heng is also not a weakling, he has been promoted to the congenital for more than 20 years, although he is limited by his talent and has not yet been able to reach the later stage, but his true qi is stronger, but it is better than Yu Yineng .

It's just that Yu Yineng's skills are wonderful and his swordsmanship is mysterious, so that he can be equal to the other party in the hard impact.

"Zhang Heng, what do you want to do?"

Yu Yineng's eyes widened, although he couldn't see Zhang Heng's face in the thick fog, the resentment in his heart became more and more intense.

Zhang Heng suddenly shuddered, and he faintly heard the strong killing intent contained in this angry shout. Although he is a powerful congenital powerhouse, he is far from being able to compare with Yu Yineng in terms of status and future development prospects.

With a panic in his heart, he hurriedly shouted: "Second son, I can't help myself." ”

Yu Yineng was stunned, and in the next moment, countless thoughts turned in his mind. What the hell is this Zhang Heng doing, could it be that he secretly hooked up with Rong Kaixuan, so he is plotting against his uncle and nephew here.

However, the thought only flashed through his mind and then disappeared.

Because he suddenly remembered that when he was recruiting relatives in the martial arts competition, Han Yasen's inexplicable sword that injured Mao Guangliang. Han Yasen at that time was so similar to Zhang Heng at this time.

His heart trembled slightly, this Rong Triumph was not only able to change the half-step innate sword momentum, but now even the real innate powerhouse was controlled by him like a marionette under his hands. What a power against the heavens.

"Uncle Zhang, this kid's swordsmanship is weird, let's work together, we can't let him get away today no matter what. ”

"Yes, Second Son. ”

When he was only at the division level, he had such terrifying combat effectiveness, so when he was promoted to the innate level, what terrifying height would he reach.

As soon as they thought of this, these two innate powerhouses immediately put aside all distracting thoughts and rushed towards Rong Kaixuan like mad tigers.

The innate powerhouse has been able to release true qi and communicate with heaven and earth. They all had a faint sense of wonder, if they couldn't kill Rong Kaixuan in this situation today, then what awaited them in the future would be a dead end.

At this moment, at this moment, they had forgotten even Yu Zonghao who was trapped in the fog, and there was only one thought in their hearts, which strangled this terrifying young man before he grew up completely.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

Every collision between sword and sword, sword and claw seems to bloom countless beautiful flower bones. In the dense mist of the jungle, a touch of indescribable beauty is formed. It's just that in this landscape, it is filled with an incomparable aura of slaughter.

"Second son, be careful, I'm afraid this claw is about to turn again. ”

"Got it, Uncle Zhang, don't use too much effort. ”

"Hey, this claw didn't even turn. ”

"Uncle Zhang, be careful......"

"Hey, second son, it's your turn to beat me this time. ”

From time to time, there were the shouts and roars of the two innate powerhouses in the thick fog, although they were careful enough. But at the most critical moment, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't control the direction of the spirit soldiers.

Fortunately, they have been prepared for this kind of magical change, so they have not broken their muscles and bones until now.

Rong Kaixuan's brows furrowed, the strength of the innate powerhouse was really powerful, and his newly comprehended sword technique was already full of strength, but it was only able to cause temporary chaos between the two of them. Not to mention killing them on the spot, even if you seriously injure one of them. It's also a force that doesn't slack off.

The cultivation of the mid-stage division is really too far from the innate realm.

Sensing the images from many special spirits in his mind, Rong Kaixuan's silver teeth clenched, he knew. Even though he had arranged the means in advance, successfully plotted against Yu Zonghao, and let the eight spirits join forces to besiege one person, he still couldn't trap him for too long.

If he can't do it quickly. Then today there is only a way out.

With a horizontal heart, Rong Kaixuan reached out and probed, even though he took out a skull from his body. He waved his hand. Countless whirlwinds swirled out of the skull, and emitted a strange "whine" sound.

When this voice suddenly appeared, whether it was Yu Zonghao, who was trapped in the central area of the dense fog and entangled with the eight spirits, or Yu Yineng and Zhang Heng, they all felt a big chill in their hearts, and their eyes were confused, as if they had entered a completely unfamiliar environment. What's even more terrifying is that their minds have been greatly affected at this moment, and they have a moment of trance.

However, the strength of the innate powerhouses was unfathomable, and they immediately came to their senses.

However, in this short moment, Rong Kaixuan was already rubbing his body up, and the long sword in his hand moved along a fixed curve, leaving countless lights and shadows in the void, and these lights and shadows formed stars visible to the naked eye, and they rumbled towards Zhang Heng.

The persimmon has to be pinched softly, Zhang Heng has already suffered a slight injury at this time, although the injury is not fatal, but it is far from being comparable to the heyday. And, under the influence of the skull's treacherous screech, he was undoubtedly the most affected.

Rong Kaixuan, whose mental mind was separated from his body, was not affected by the dense fog in the slightest, and for him, the existence of these dense fogs made no difference.

Therefore, he clearly "saw" the confusion and sluggishness in Zhang Heng's eyes. This is undoubtedly his most haode opportunity.

"Quenching Star Sword Technique...... Break. ”

At the moment when the sword light fully bloomed, a small air flow condensed around Rong Kaixuan's body, and this air flow galloped down with the endless sword light in the void. It's just that, under the cover of the fierce and incomparable sword, its weakness does not seem to exist.

Zhang Heng's heart suddenly sank, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

At this time of life and death, he finally came to his senses.

Although there was still a powerhouse of the same rank around him, he just had a feeling of being alone in a desperate situation. With a loud cry in his mouth, Zhang Heng's steel claws waved in his hand, connecting them into a piece of light and shadow like an iron wall.

"Dingding......

Countless stars were shattered, and the huge swordsmanship divine power was not inferior to the innate powerhouse in the desperate situation.

However, even this kind of powerful Star Quenching Sword Technique could not really break through the huge energy released by Zhang Heng after being forced to the extreme.

When a person is cornered, he or she is often able to exert abilities far beyond his own limits.

At this time, Zhang Heng deeply felt the threat of death, his eyes were red, his spirit exploded with all his strength, and he unleashed an unprecedented sharp blow.

In this blow, he even had a magical feeling that he could vaguely break through.

However, just as he blocked the rain of swords pouring from the sky, a strange liliang suddenly erupted.

"Boom ......"

The steel claw in his hand was suddenly shattered, and it was broken alive by this blow.

Between the countless dots and lines, there is a huge gap. A sword light flickered strangely from it, slashing across Zhang Heng's throat. (To be continued......)