112 duels
Sun Heng understood what Zhu Ziyu meant.
Among the heavens and ten thousand worlds, there are countless methods to plunder the cultivation of others, and he will naturally have a lot.
And the Yin Luo Sect is taking the path of harming others and benefiting itself, and it is even better at the method of searching for souls and devouring essence and blood.
Therefore, if one of them dies, the other can swallow his body and strengthen himself.
With the characteristic that twin flowers attract each other, it may be more convenient.
At least, Sun Heng followed the innate ability of the twin flowers to find Zhu Ziyu in the vast stars.
"I've heard. ”
Zhu Ziyu spoke again: "It is an ancient rumor that the people who share the food of the twin flowers are all destined partners. ”
"Maybe!"
Sun Heng's expression remained unchanged: "But it's a pity that you and I have to face each other with swords today." ”
"It's a shame indeed. ”
Zhu Ziyu smiled: "It's not a secret, since Ziyu stepped into the cultivation, he has only thought about Brother Sun. ”
"At that time......"
Her eyes were far away, and she seemed to sigh lightly: "When I was young, I always had good expectations for certain things. ”
"Has Brother Sun ever had a sweetheart?"
Zhu Ziyu asked calmly, and when it came to the past, it was not pretentious, but it had a different style.
"There were. ”
Sun Heng's eyes flickered slightly, and finally turned indifferent: "But it's a pity that there is no fate, and after all, we have to go our separate ways." ”
It was from his previous life, and he didn't want to mention it anymore.
However, since that relationship, Sun Heng has no longer had the heart of the year, and he only wants to be free.
"That's it!"
Zhu Ziyu nodded: "Since I met Brother Sun, you have been dedicated to the Tao, and Ziyu admires it very much." ”
"I'm going to ask for advice today!"
"Please!"
Sun Heng was solemn, the heavenly sword was already in his hand, pointing at the other party.
He didn't say to let the other party rest for a while and have an upright and fair duel.
Although the two are also considered to have an intersection, this is a decisive cause and effect, but they are destined to be separated from life and death.
Sun Heng naturally won't be polite.
Moreover, there is a high probability that it is not needed!
Zhu Ziyu obviously has a wonderful method, but in just a few moments, his strength has climbed to the peak, and he is no longer weak.
At least, there will be no problems in the short term.
She stretched out her bare hand, and a hosta stood straight in front of her.
The hosta was originally the magic weapon of Yuzhu Niangniang, a superb immortal weapon, and now after her refining for 10,000 years, the form has changed.
Like a flying sword!
The blade is slender and sharp, with a lotus handle underneath, and a Buddha entrenched in the center.
Like a hairpin and a sword, with a sense of Zen, extremely wonderful.
"Brother Sun, please take the sword!"
Before the sound fell, the sword light had risen.
"Zheng!"
The sound of the sword groan echoed in the air, and it could even tremble the sea, and the sword light swept in the air, which was even more stinging.
In an instant, in Sun Heng's perception, there was nothing but the incoming sword light in the sky!
"Good!"
Zhu Ziyu's sword momentum is extremely amazing, and even his perception can be blinded, so it is naturally worthy of this applause.
At the same time, the long knife in Sun Heng's palm also quietly came out, following the inexplicable rules, and suddenly appeared on the trajectory of the sword light.
"Ding!"
The swords collided, and a melodious sound was immediately heard.
Sun Heng's body was shocked, and his face was already condensed.
But when the swords collided, the flying sword suddenly snapped and burst out.
This flirtation seems to have divided the heavens and the earth, separated yin and yang, and the sharp meaning with the strength of his physical body actually gave birth to a tingling feeling.
What is even more surprising is that Zhu Ziyu's sword intent can be directly submerged into his sea of consciousness illusion.
When the sword light in front of him was rising, the beings in the illusion also rebelled.
Countless unwilling intentions that have been suppressed for a long time have rushed straight to the core of the sea of knowledge!
"Slash!"
Sun Heng's eyes lit up, and he spat out the truth violently.
Taishang slashing sword!
This knife was originally passed down by the immortals, and when he used it, he was even more powerful!
Before the sound fell, the formless sword light had already cut down the flying sword, and at the same time, it had also killed the beings in the illusion realm.
Although the power of this sword is strong, it also injures the enemy by 800 and self-inflicted 1,000, so that Sun Heng has to shake his way and retreat.
The flying sword in front of him didn't intend to let him go, and the sword light flashed, directly forcing him out of thousands of miles.
"Good sword trick!"
Stopping above a star, Sun Heng flew with the star, staring at the shadow in the distance.
"I didn't expect Ziyu to look soft and weak, but in fact she was so strong. ”
The sword intent is like a person, it seems that Zhu Ziyu is also full of unwillingness to his own situation, and has a pride in breaking through the barrier desperately.
"Brother Sun has won the prize. ”
Zhu Ziyu did not move from beginning to end, but his expression became more and more solemn.
In the fight just now, it seemed that she occupied the top, but in fact, Sun Heng gave him a stronger shock!
Although her sword technique and sword intent hooked the other party's will, it was not so easy.
The reason is that Sun Heng is too strong!
Powerful and incredible!
As soon as the sword touched, the power from the Three Realms Demon Slashing Sword almost collapsed her sword technique on the spot.
And the sword intent hooked Sun Heng's thoughts, giving her the feeling that she was pushing a boulder with the power of ants.
When it comes to the purity of ideas, Zhu Ziyu surpasses Sun Heng.
But Sun Heng's thoughts were deep and broad, but it made her feel like she was facing a heavenly immortal.
It's hard to understand.
Sun Heng's physical strength and amazing strength are just that, after all, he is taking the path of proving the Tao with strength.
Why does the mind of the gods also have such a foundation?
If it weren't for Zhu Ziyu's firm mind, I am afraid that despair would arise in his heart.
"Hoo ......"
The soft lips exhaled lightly, Zhu Ziyu's body shook, and the sword slashed again.
The two were separated by tens of millions of miles, and she took a slight step here, and the sword light had already reached Sun Heng's eyes.
Without waiting for the other party to raise the knife, the sword light was in the air, and it had already turned into thousands of lights and shadows, falling downward.
The sword light is colorful, like a blooming firework, adding a beautiful scenery to this dead and silent drifting basin.
But in the midst of the beauty, it is the destructive power that can cut the flesh and destroy the soul.
"Boom!"
Under the light of the sword, there was a sudden roar of thunder.
In an instant, countless thunderbolts spread in the air, and every star in its path was blown into ashes.
In the middle of the thunder, Sun Heng also revealed his true body, his eyebrows and eyes were closed, and countless cracks had appeared in the surrounding void.
Behind it, the sun and moon god wheel emerged, like a pair of huge wings, and every time it flashed, there would be a sound of opening the sky.
"Zha!"
"Boom ......"
Sun Heng's body is not big, but the place he is in seems to be the core of this world.
Infinite power, a wave stronger than a wave surging outward.
Thunder roared, starlight surrounded, and at the same time bloomed with terrifying power, as if there was no end, shaking one side.
Zhu Ziyu's faint sword light was hidden in it, almost negligible!
But correspondingly.
Although the power on Sun Heng's body was strong, it couldn't wipe out the faint sword light after all.
It's just that time seems to be on his side.