Chapter 1443    Back

This morning, Yang Renxian has been with Lin Chuhe on the way from Miaoyin Sect. Along the way, the two talked about poetry and music theory, and talked about almost everything.

Yang Renxian fell in love with the girl in front of him at first sight, and the latter seemed to have a good impression of him.

Therefore, when Yang Ren was angry when he learned that Miss Chu He's piano was destroyed by the young Dingtuanzi, he was bound to get the account back for Miss Chu He.

"Young Master Yang, that thief is very strong, otherwise... wouldn't it be better?

If you get hurt because of me, Chu He will feel sorry for you."

"I and that person are both fourth-level celestial phenomena. Besides, I am the chief disciple of the Dao Sect after all. If I can't even deal with such a kid, then what kind of face do I have to stay in the Dao Sect?"

Yang Ren was full of confidence in his conspicuous eyes.

"Miss Chuhe, I'll share some of the burden for Sect Master Feng. That boy, I'll kill him!"

After saying this, Yang Renxian headed straight to He Sheng.

He Sheng was about to help Brother De, but he saw a figure rushing towards him. The latter was holding a light peach wood sword in his hand, shaped like the wind, a distance of a hundred meters, and it arrived in a few breaths.

The latter stopped right in front of He Sheng, and the peach wood sword stood horizontally, blocking He Sheng's way out.

"Boy, you ruined Miss Chuhe's piano yesterday?"

Yang Renxian narrowed his eyes and looked at He Sheng.

He Sheng chuckled: "What?

I have lived on those two girls, and I still want to come and die now?"

Just now, because I told Brother Death not to kill the two women of Miaoyin Sect, the sword energy did not chase after those people, so the young man in front of me survived.

But what He Sheng didn't expect was that when this guy saw that his fellow disciples died, he actually dared to come forward to find his bad luck.

"Hmph! The sword energy just now has nothing to do with you. Boy, is it really a fox and a tiger's power?"

He Sheng sneered: "Is it a fox pretending to be a tiger's power? You can tell if you try it?"

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

After Yang Renxian said this, he rushed straight towards He Sheng, and the peach wood sword in his hand swung in the air, with sword energy scattered!

However, He Sheng suddenly had a spear in his hand.

The spear was taller than He Sheng. After wiping the gun cloth, He Sheng rushed straight towards Yang Renxian.

Just so happens that He Sheng can’t find anyone to practice guns!

clang!

The spear and the peach wood sword made a heavy sound, as if Yang Renxian was holding not a peach wood sword, but an iron sword.

He Sheng felt the shock from the peach wood sword!

Yang Renxian was swept away by He Sheng's shot, and then immediately rotated the sword in front of him. The sword shadows were heavy. Yang Renxian actually drew a circle with his sword. Then he rushed over at the center of the circle with money!

A sneer appeared on the corner of He Sheng's mouth. He suddenly thought of something. Facing the sword energy that rushed towards him, he immediately took two steps back, and then the spear was accumulating strength, and a little blue spear light lit up at the tip of the spear.

bite!

A thorn!

The sword energy is broken!

Yang Renxian's face suddenly changed, and he didn't seem to have expected that the boy in front of him would break his sword energy so lightly.

However, Yang Renxian was even more shocked.

The spear in He Sheng's hand suddenly came out and flew straight towards Yang Renxian.

Yang Renxian immediately dodged to the side of the spear, and then slashed down with a sword.

However, the spear that was taking off his hand seemed to be manipulated, and suddenly, in disguise, the spear head was aimed at him again.

He Sheng grinned. This was the trick he had just thought of.

Qing Yantong's spear skills are just a few, but He Sheng suddenly thought that this person with the strength of the celestial phenomena deliberately controls the sword, so it is not impossible to use this spear.

Therefore, the spear, which was more than 300 kilograms, floated in the air, constantly sweeping and stabbing Yang Renxian, making Yang Renxian busy.

"I wanted to fight with a broken wooden sword. Everyone is also a fourth-level celestial phenomenon, but you are too weak, right?"

There was a grim smile on He Sheng's face.

Since entering Damen Mountain, He Sheng has not yet fought face to face with anyone. The girl Chu He was the first yesterday, and the disciple of Dao Sect is the second today.

However, He Sheng is still very clear about his strength.

The skills taught by his five masters may not be quite powerful, but the skills passed down from Duchan are definitely not inferior to those of these sects.

If he really wants to fight, He Sheng is confident to kill this kid.

The most important thing is that He Sheng also has an extremely powerful world of creation in his hands. Even Feng Tian Axe may not be able to withstand this world of creation.

After being ridiculed by He Sheng, Yang Ren's face showed a ferocious look. He glared at He Sheng angrily, and then split the spear with a sword, trying to rush towards He Sheng.

However, after taking two steps, the spear returned the same way under He Sheng's control, and rotated twice in the air. The spear head swept across Yang Renxian's head. Judging from this posture, He Sheng was not only playing with Yang Renxian, but also taking this guy's life.

"Son of a bitch!"

The spear completely held Yang Renxian, so that Yang Renxian could not pull away at all.

But He Sheng relied on a big tree and stared at Yang Renxian with a smile on his face.

Although Yang Renxian is the chief disciple of the Dao Sect, his master is also the leader of the Dao Sect.

However, people like Yang Renxian who grew up in the Dao Sect have never even killed many people. How can they compare with people like He Sheng who often struggle on the brink of death?

He Sheng’s martial arts are full of hostility. You are afraid that Yang Renxian’s martial arts are powerful, and they cannot be compared with He Sheng.

This guy wants to kill He Sheng, which is undoubtedly a fool.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!"

Yang Ren showed his eyes and looked ferocious. Suddenly, a surging force burst out from his body.

He Sheng vaguely saw that there was a ball of purple aura surrounding this guy, looking particularly terrifying.

Then, under He Sheng's attention, Yang Renxian slashed heavily on his peach wood sword in his hand.

The traction between the spear and He Sheng was cut off instantly, and the spear flew out and pierced straight through a big tree!

"I have a sword, and the purple air comes from the east!"

Yang Renxian stared at He Sheng, and then peach wood pointed his sword at the sky. The next second, he slashed in the direction of He Sheng.

The peach wood sword was shining with purple light, and this sword energy was like a purple moon, striking towards He Sheng.

The purple air flew over, and He Sheng retreated quickly.

A long trace appeared on the ground, purple air swept past, and no grass grew!

This guy seemed to be desperate and used his skills.

He Sheng was naturally not willing to be outdone, and immediately used the Bodhi Buddha's body, and a golden light enveloped He Sheng.

Under the overlapping shadows of golden light, the purple aura instantly became insignificant!

Then, an incredible scene appeared.

He Sheng bounced his fingers at the purple air, and the golden light and shadow behind He Sheng, who was ten feet tall, also repeated this action.
Chapter completed!