Zhang Heng did not expect that a powerful cultivator would suddenly break into Bailian Mountain.

In the world of cultivation, cultivation cannot fully represent your true strength.

The previous master of Bailian had reached the middle stage of the elixir stage, but because he often studied the method of refining weapons, his combat power was slightly different than that of ordinary cultivators in the middle stage of the elixir stage.

The old man in front of him was even shorter than an ordinary person. His muscles were exposed to the air like steel, and his eyes exuded a decisive aura.

The old man stood about ten meters away from Zhang Heng. The momentum on his body attacked Zhang Heng like a mountain pressing against him. His eyes were bright and he didn't seem to look at Zhang Heng directly, but he locked Zhang Heng tightly.

Zhang Heng could judge that the old man in front of him probably had the strength of the late stage of the Killing Pill, but when facing him, he could feel a potential threat. This feeling was something that Master Bailian could not bring to him.

"Who is your lord, and why did you suddenly break here?"

Zhang Heng had already stood up, stood opposite the old man without giving in, staring at the other person.

The old man's aura slightly restrained, his eyes touched everything in the cave, and he said in a deep voice after a while:

"This place is clearly Sikong Yu's cave, why are you here?"

After glanced at the cushion under Zhang Heng's feet, a few strange looks flashed across the old man's face: "Can you be his newly acquired disciple?"

"No, I came here to ask the master to repair the top-quality spiritual weapon. He asked Zhang to wait here."

Of course, Zhang Heng knew that the Sikong Yu mentioned by the other party was the master of Bailian.

"Could this person be the enemy of Master Bailian?"

Seeing this guy's aggressive look, Zhang Heng couldn't help but think in his heart.

After hearing from Kui Hong, even his disciple did not know his master's real name, although he was just a few disciples, and he was even expelled from the master.

The old man's face was as deep as water, not knowing what he was thinking about, but his spiritual sense was tightly locked on Zhang Heng.

Obviously, he had some suspicion about Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng knew that he was just a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage on the surface, but he had the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator in the Killing Stage Stage, which would definitely make it difficult for the other party to understand.

When fighting with Master Bailian, Zhang Heng did not reveal his mental cultivation.

"My husband's surname is Chai, and he is Sikong Yu's senior brother."

The old man finally took back all the aura on his body, but his eyes occasionally flew over Zhang Heng's face.

"This guy is actually the senior brother of Master Bailian?"

Zhang Heng was also shocked when he heard this.

"Junior, please answer me. How could my junior brother be willing to repair the best spiritual weapon for you, a junior, just to keep you in his cave?"

It seems that the old man surnamed Chai still has a certain hostility towards Zhang Heng.

Speaking of this, the old man surnamed Chai's powerful spiritual sense began to scan the surroundings without restraint, as if searching for the place where Master Bailian was.

However, the location of Master Bailian is very hidden, and there are various restrictions, so it is difficult for the elders of Wei to find the other party for a while.

"I don't know this."

Zhang Heng was also very unhappy with the aggressiveness of the old man surnamed Chai, and Sikong Yu was repairing the ancient armor for himself, so Zhang Heng didn't want the restoration work to be abandoned halfway.

The person in front of him looked like he was robbed of life and death, and Zhang Heng looked at him from the bottom of his heart.

"snort!"

The old man surnamed Chai may have noticed the disrespectful attitude in Zhang Heng's tone, and snorted lightly, and a fire light hit Zhang Heng with a "bang".

Zhang Heng felt a hot wave coming to his face, thinking to himself that the old man surnamed Chai was too unscrupulous and could start by meeting a stranger at will.

Zhang Heng did not dodge or dodge, and a silver light flowed from the surface of his body, fighting head-on for the fire that was coming.

"Bang!"

Zhang Heng was actually knocked away by such a seemingly insignificant fire.

"brush!"

A silver escape light flashed under Zhang Heng's feet and returned to the original place. He was shocked. The old man surnamed Chai was so powerful, and he had such power with a casual blow.

The old man surnamed Chai said lightly, as if surprised that Zhang Heng could take his blow safely.

Anger arose in Zhang Heng's heart. The casual blow from the old man surnamed Chai was enough to instantly kill an ordinary early-stage cultivator.

I originally thought that the old man surnamed Chai suddenly took action to test his strength, but he thought that the other party was just taking the slaughter.

Faced with such a vicious and vicious killing of innocent people, Zhang Heng's anger was even revealed on his face.

"Junior, you have good strength. No wonder my junior brother treats you like this. Let me see what methods do you have."

Speaking of this, a few jokes flashed in the eyes of the old man surnamed Chai, as if he was teasing a small animal.

A strange flame condensed from his thin hands again, ready to brew further attacks.

Faced with the teasing of the old man named Chai, Zhang Heng calmed down instead, but he would not allow the other party to launch the next round of attacks.

Whoosh! Zhang Heng's figure or a silver arc appeared next to the old man surnamed Chai in an instant.

A dazzling silver light burst out from his fist, and Zhang Heng slammed it hard at the old man.

Zhang Heng's sudden approaching surprised the old man surnamed Chai, but there was a hint of mockery in his expression.

A ball-like fire appeared in the palm of the old man named Chai, shaking Zhang Heng's punch.

"boom!"

The palms were connected, and a shock sound broke out. The powerful shock wave swept across a range of hundreds of meters. Both of them were swept away by this terrifying wave of air.

"Bang!"

Zhang Heng's entire body fell into the stone wall, his arms numb, and what was even more terrifying was the terrible heat that penetrated into his body.

A strange fiery red energy began to rage in Zhang Heng's body. Even if it was refining the virtual spiritual energy, it could not assimilate them in a short period of time.

Zhang Heng suddenly felt the temperature in his body rise suddenly, as if a pile of gasoline was burning inside.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng's ** is extremely powerful, and there are almost no flaws in both the surface and inside.

Therefore, even if this hot energy raged in his body, it could only fall to the result of being devoured by the refining spiritual energy.

If it were other monks, even the existence of the Dan-Cultivation Stage might be killed.

"This old guy is so scary."

Zhang Heng flashed out of the stone wall with a "brush", and a powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body. Silver flames rushed through his body, and the fiery energy was swallowed in a moment.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but sneer when his eyes fell on the old man named Chai floating in the air opposite.

The old man surnamed Chai looked bad. Although he was not seriously injured, the hand that was struggling with Zhang Heng was slightly drooping at this moment, as if he had suffered a considerable loss.

Although he has a great advantage in energy attacks, he is far from Zhang Heng in terms of **.

This also led to the disadvantage of his self-proclaimed good at close combat.

Generally, monks who are not good at close combat will immediately start defense once they are suddenly approached by other monks and do not quickly distance them.

What surprised the old man surnamed Chai the most was that after Zhang Heng was penetrated by his Instinct Spiritual Energy, there seemed to be nothing unusual.

"I actually underestimated you..."

The elder surnamed Chai suddenly burst out from his eyes, and his whole body was like a wild beast, emitting a turbulent momentum.

With his hands dancing, one hundred and eight black metal fragments like fish scales surrounded him. With the flame spirit gushing out of his body, all the fragments of fish scale magic weapons emitted dazzling fire, and the sharp light reflected his slightly gloomy face.

Zhang Heng was also surprised when he suddenly faced such a complete set of magic weapons, and the potential threat was hitting him little by little.

"This is definitely the strongest enemy he has to face when he comes from this world."

Zhang Heng's eyes sterned, and a special and depressing aura suddenly burst out from his whole body. A dazzling silver flame surrounded his whole body, like a god possessed.

Two equal momentums collided throughout the cave, and the air suddenly stagnated and suddenly slammed like waves. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. readnovel., more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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