At this moment, at the place where people were killed in the evening, He Sheng's car parked on the side of the road. A few hundred meters away from the car, He Sheng and He He He sat cross-legged in an open space.

He Sheng hugged the thick iron swords and placed them at He He He's feet. Then, he picked up one and looked it in his hand, pulled the sword out of the hilt, and chopped it down along a stone next to it.

With a tingling sound, the stone was not damaged at all, but the sword had an extra gap.

"This sword is not very sharp either..." He Sheng murmured in a low voice.

"It's not what you use." He He said expressionlessly, then took the long sword from He Sheng's hand and waved it casually.

The stone that He Sheng chopped was instantly split into two pieces, and the section in the middle was extremely flat, and it could be seen at a glance that it was cut open.

He Sheng was stunned by this scene. At that moment just now, he seemed to feel that the sword became different. It was obviously an ordinary iron sword, and the sword edge was not even sharp, but in Brother Death's hand, this thing became as sharp as mud!

"Awesome..." He Sheng couldn't help but praise.

"It's cracked." He He said.

"Ah? What's cracking? Wasn't this stone cut into two pieces?"

"The sword is cracked." He He handed the sword in his hand to He Sheng.

He Sheng was stunned and held the sword in his hand. Sure enough, cracks appeared on the sword body. It is no exaggeration to say that if he used this sword to chop the stone, the sword would definitely break.

"Then, thirty swords may not be able to do it?" He Sheng asked with his lips curled.

"I don't know very well." He Shi replied.

He Sheng's expression became very strange. He threw the sword in his hand to the ground. With a bang, the iron sword suddenly shattered and shattered into pieces of iron, both small and small.

It seems that the sword is in the hands of Brother Death, and it is indeed useless.

In the early morning, a red glow in the east climbed into the sky. Today was a sunny day. The red sun shone brightly, and the earth was filled with a ray of rays of light. He Sheng stood on a small earth bun and looked from behind him, as if he was flush with the sun.

A gust of wind blew on He Sheng's face, and a coolness came. He Sheng stretched and felt the warm sun in Chuchen.

Suddenly, He Sheng seemed to have thought of something. He looked around and looked around as if he was looking for something.

However, He Sheng didn't find anything.

"Brother Death, if there are experts lurking nearby, can you sense it?" He Sheng asked He Shen.

"What strength?"

"Just...it's about the same as that Feng Chaohai." He Sheng asked with his lips curled.

He Shi has a very strong perception ability, and this perception ability seems to be locked, such as the Dragon Sword and Feng Chaohai. These two people have fought with He Shi, so He Shi can sense their approximate location from a distance.

But what if he is a master who has never met He Shi? Then can He Shi still feel it? He Sheng is very curious about this.

He Shi replied: "Yes, within five hundred meters, I can sense the exact position."

"Five hundred meters..." He Sheng estimated it for a while, but found that 500 meters was still quite far. Although it was very different from catching Feng Chaohai, it was at least certain that there was no expert like Feng Chaohai within a radius of five hundred meters.

"What if it's stronger than Feng Chaohai." He Sheng asked again.

He Shen shook his head: "That will not be able to perceive it."

"All right..."

"They are here." He Shen suddenly said.

Hearing this, He Sheng looked towards the direction of the road, and a car rushed over, and the car finally stopped behind He Sheng's car.

As soon as the car stopped, two people got out of the car. He Sheng saw Feng Chaohai from afar, and even waved to Feng Chaohai with a smile.

Seeing He Sheng waved, Feng Chaohai's face twitched and cursed quietly: "I'm really trying to die!"

After saying this, Feng Chaohai accelerated his pace towards He Sheng. Now he is eager to kill He Sheng.

"Mr. Feng, be careful of fraud!" Yin Bangdong, who was standing beside him, hurriedly said: "This surnamed He took the initiative to ask us to meet here. If they were not prepared, wouldn't it be the same as sending death?"

After hearing this, Feng Chaohai was stunned, and his originally light steps immediately became cautious.

He Sheng saw this scene from afar. Seeing the two of them afraid of stepping on landmines, He Sheng couldn't help laughing out loud. Feng Chaohai is too interesting, right?

Soon, Feng Chaohai and Yin Bangdong stopped three meters away from He Sheng.

He Sheng looked at the two of them with his head raised, but as for He He, he wrapped the sword under his feet in cloth and carried all the twenty-nine swords behind him. Those who didn't know why he had a baby in his arms.

Seeing this scene, Feng Chaohai couldn't help but frown, and his eyes stared at He Hei.

Because he had fought with He Shi, Feng Chaohai knew what kind of strength he had with the sword in his hand.

On that rainy night, this guy's sword pierced his throat just half an inch away, which was definitely not a lucky thing!

"Mr. Feng, I thought you were not here, but I didn't expect you to come anyway." He Sheng chuckled, saying hello to Feng Chaohai.

"Hmph! After two days of entanglement, I am now full of murderous intentions towards you. I used to think of leaving you a whole body, but now I think there is no need for this!" Feng Chaohai's tone was cold.

Obviously, what He Sheng did in the past two days completely angered Feng Chaohai.

He Sheng shrugged indifferently: "Mr. Feng may not have had a rest in the past two days, right? Are you not afraid of not being able to beat him?"

"Will you be afraid that you can't beat if you kill a mere fifth-level Tianshi? What a joke!" While Feng Chaohai was speaking, his powerful true energy was already floating in his palms.

A bright smile appeared on the corner of He Sheng's mouth. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a blink of an eye. He He, who was beside him, suddenly drew a sword.

When the sword was unsheathed, He Sheng immediately turned his head, but what made He Sheng speechless was that He He had already rushed towards Feng Chaohai, and his feet were as fast as if he had stepped on the wind.

When Feng Chaohai saw He He rushing forward, he immediately rushed forward and said to Yin Bangdong beside him: "Hold this man surnamed He, don't let him run away. I will deal with this person and come to help you!"

"Yes, Mr. Feng." After hearing this, Yin Bangdong nodded, and then took the initiative to rush towards He Sheng.

It’s not just Feng Chaohai, but even Yin Bangdong hated He Sheng to the core. Yin Bangdong didn’t sleep well for two days. All of these were thanks to He Sheng.

"The surname of He! I'll die for you!" Yin Bangdong was almost furious at this moment. Before rushing over, the guy picked up a stone somewhere and smashed it towards He Sheng's face.

Judging from the posture, he planned to slap He Sheng to death!

"I want me to die at the fourth level of the Heavenly Master? Are you thinking too much?" He Sheng smiled disdainfully, leaned his upper body back, and kicked Yin Bangdong's stomach hard.

He Sheng has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and has the strength of the fifth level of the Heavenly Master, and possesses five skills. He is not afraid of this combat power even when facing the sixth level of the Heavenly Master. He Sheng can easily solve this Yin Bangdong.
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