Faced with Zhang Heng's sudden attack, Fan Hua was also caught off guard, but his reaction was quite fast. The light of escape under his feet trembled suddenly and moved him sideways.

At the same time, a purple light suddenly burst out from Fan Hua's body, and a purple armor suddenly appeared on the surface of his body.

This is actually a top-grade defensive spirit weapon!

"Buzz~"

The armor emitted a purple light like a substance, forming a defensive shield around him that kept flashing with lightning.

At this moment, seven or eight fierce silver arcs that Zhang Heng suddenly slashed out swept from all directions. No matter how Fan Hua dodged, the silver arcs locked him tightly.

After entering the second level of martial arts, Zhang Heng's control of the refining spiritual energy entered a new level. Even if he flew out of his body, he could easily control the trajectory of his attack.

Unless the opponent's speed exceeds a certain range, it will be difficult to avoid these attacks.

Of course, Fan Hua would not let these silver arcs that could bring him a sense of crisis approach easily. A purple light flashed on his arms, and a glove that also flashed with electric flowers appeared on his hands.

"Bang bang...bang bang!"

Fan Hua stretched out his palms wrapped in misty purple light and shook these silver arcs.

But the power of the silver residual arc was completely beyond his expectations. As soon as he caught two silver residual arcs, a huge explosion occurred. Even though he was wearing top-grade spiritual weapon-level gloves, his arms actually lost consciousness in a short period of time.

"Boom boom boom!"

Several other silver arcs took this opportunity to hit his defensive shield.

The entire purple defensive shield continued to tremble under the bombardment of several silver arcs, and it seemed that it would not last long.

"What a terrible attack, the opponent didn't even use spiritual weapons..."

Fan Hua suddenly felt the terrible thing of the other party, and did not care about consuming energy. He emitted dazzling purple light again, making the defensive shield around him appear more firm.

Zhang Heng, who was standing in the distance, was also a little surprised. Fan Hua actually had a top-grade defensive spirit weapon in his hand, and he also refined this top-grade defensive spirit weapon into a natal spiritual weapon!

Generally speaking, only when the cultivation level is close to the Dan Killing Stage can one use the defensive shield to the level of defense.

But with the help of his natal defense spirit weapon, Fan Hua actually formed a defensive shield around him.

The cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage has produced an innate true fire in his body. After a long period of tempering, he can indeed cultivate his natal spiritual weapon. In this way, the power of the spiritual weapon will be exerted to the extreme.

"Isn't it good?"

Zhang Heng didn't find it strange that he didn't kill this guy in seconds. After all, the other party was not an ordinary foundation-building cultivator. Whether in terms of martial arts or spiritual weapons, the other party was not as simple as a casual cultivator.

Fan Hua was bombarded dozens of meters away by the explosion produced by the silver arc. Even with a defensive spirit weapon on his body, he suffered minor internal injuries, suppressing the rolling blood in his body.

With a complicated expression on his face, Fan Hua looked extremely ugly and felt even more unwilling.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Heng did not make any further attacks, with a mysterious smile on his face, and the shining silver light around him reflected his heroic and extraordinary appearance.

Fan Hua, who was originally planning to escape with secret techniques, was puzzled when he saw Zhang Heng calmly.

Judging from the opponent's skills just now, it is not a big problem to compete with the monks in the late stage of foundation building. However, judging by the other party's early stage of foundation building, it seems that he has not forced himself further.

"What does this mean by fellow Taoist? I, Fan Hua, have no grudges with you in the past, have no grudges recently. Why do you want to attack me?"

Seeing that the defensive shield around him had been strengthened a little, Fan Hua gave up the plan to escape with secret techniques.

After all, if you use secret techniques, you will have to pay a certain price. You will not be able to return to normal without ten days or half a month.

The murderous aura on Zhang Heng's body had been completely restrained, and he said with a cold look:

"The toad wants to eat swan meat. Zhang here to warn you, Xuerong is my dual-cultural partner, don't even think about her. Otherwise, even if you chase it to the ends of the world, you will definitely be distracted!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Heng snorted lightly, the silver light flashed on his body, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and flew into the distance. In a short while, he disappeared into the night.

Fan Hua watched Zhang Heng leave with a sinister look, and the jealousy and unwillingness in his heart became stronger. Finally, he took a deep breath and let himself completely calm down.

"The surname is Zhang, please wait for me!"

Fan Hua murmured softly, and his whole body disappeared into the night with the light of escape.

...

After a while, two figures controlling the escape light appeared nearby.

One of the old men had a solemn expression, wearing a black robe, and the light in their eyes was flowing endlessly.

If Zhang Heng was present, he would definitely find that this person was the deputy leader of the Lei family from the Jiedan period he met when he first came to Heishui Town.

Standing next to the old man named Jiedan period of Lei was a fat middle-aged man with a red face. Judging from his appearance of flying side by side with the old man named Lei, his strength should not be worse than Deputy Leader Lei.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, what do you think?"

The light in the eyes of the deputy leader of the Lei surnamed dimmed in an instant, but there was still a few smiles on the corners of his mouth.

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun stood up with his big belly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said in a plain tone:

"It goes without saying that Fan Hua's identity is. I heard that fellow Daoist Lei had a connection with the Fan family back then. Although this son's strength is not weaker than that of ordinary mid-stage cultivators in the foundation building stage, and he also has several life-saving cards, the young man who just fought with him was not simple. This man had just entered the foundation building and his strength was so strong, so I don't know what kind of identity he was hiding behind him..."

The voice of the cultivator of the Jiedan stage of the Lei surname was a little low: "I did receive the favor of the Fan family back then. The young master of the Fan family is very capable, and the fragments on his body cannot be underestimated. Even if he meets a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, he can retreat safely. However, the young man just now made me feel familiar. This guy doesn't look like a casual cultivator. When he comes to our casual cultivator league, he either has some purpose or other special reasons."

"The Random Cultivator League is now in a troublesome situation. There are thousands of monks joining the league, and it is inevitable that they are mixed up by some idle people. However, a high-level ore vein found on Maoshan has now become a hot potato, and the Golden Sword Sect is also eyeing this ore vein."

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun changed his eyes: "The leader has been in seclusion for five years. It is best to wait until he comes out of seclusion before making a decision."

When the monk named Sun named Jiedan mentioned the leader of the retreat, the old man named Lei couldn't help but show a trace of awe on his face.

"There is an elder in the late stage of the Jinjian Sect, which is indeed difficult to deal with. If the leader can come out of seclusion, everything will be solved."

The old man surnamed Lei pondered.

"Okay, don't forget our plans tonight!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun's eyes sterned and suddenly changed the topic.

"Okay! We must move quickly and don't let anyone see the flaws."

The old man surnamed Lei nodded, then he and the elder surnamed Sun restrained his breath and flew into the sky with the escape light. After a few breaths, the figures of the two disappeared nearby.

...

After Zhang Heng let go of Fan Hua, he flew towards the cave he opened last time.

When confronting Fan Hua, Zhang Heng suddenly realized the spying of two spiritual senses.

Judging from the strength of the spiritual consciousness, they were actually two cultivators in the Dan-Killing Stage.

After being spying on by two monks in the Dan-Grassing Stage, Zhang Heng did not want to expose his full strength, which caused too much trouble. He had no choice but to let Fan Hua go with his malicious intentions.

"That toad has lost his luck."

Zhang Heng felt a little depressed and fell to the hidden temporary cave.

"Xuerong, I still need some time to consolidate my skills and practice some magical powers. You can stay in the storage bag or come out to breathe, but you can't get too far away from here."

Zhang Heng ordered Ning Xuerong in the storage bag.

"Brother, don't worry, Xuerong practices with you..."

Ning Xuerong's light and soft voice came from the storage bag, which made Zhang Heng feel a little relieved. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in.readnovel., more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
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