I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

Faced with this sudden attack, Zhao Heng’s hair stood up all over his body, but he did not panic and responded instantly.

He twisted his head and shrank, and hid behind the shield on his back. Two flying knives with cold light were nailed on the shield, buzzing and trembling.

At the same time, Zhao Heng’s legs twisted strangely, his body was soft as if boneless, and he avoided the flying knives that attacked his lower body.

"Huh...?"

A light exclamation came from the dense forest.

"Who is it?"

The moment Zhao Heng dodged the flying knife, his figure flashed and hid behind a large tree branch.

"Hehe... You are quite skilled, no wonder you can kill all those people sent by Deacon Liu!"

With a slight sound of footsteps, a young man in the clothes of a chores disciple walked out of the dense forest.

The young man had a well-proportioned figure and handsome appearance, but the cold smile and murderous intent in his eyes at this moment made him exude a dangerous aura.

Seeing the other party showed up without any hesitation, Zhao Heng also slowly walked out from behind the tree trunk, and the two faced each other head-on.

"Are you sent by Liu Hong?" Zhao Heng asked cautiously, he had never seen this person before.

"I guess so, but I just owe him a favor, this time I will help him get rid of you."

Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, "Have you been following me?"

The young man smiled faintly: "Yes, I originally thought that those people would get rid of you, so I wouldn't have to do anything. I didn't expect that they were so useless that you could deal with them alone."

At this point, the young man looked at Zhao Heng with interest.

"I'm really curious, how did you only take two months to go from the fourth level of the Tempering Realm to your current strength? Did you really take some natural treasures?

If you can offer such treasures, maybe I can spare your life!"

Zhao Heng's face moved slightly.

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"Okay, I'll give it to you!"

Zhao Heng directly reached out and threw a handful of lime and a handful of soft muscle powder on the young man's face.

The young man was prepared, and waved his long sleeves to blow away the smoke and dust.

With his other hand, he took out two flying knives from his sleeve and shot them at Zhao Heng, forcing Zhao Heng, who was planning to attack him from close range, to retreat instantly.

"Hehe... I expected you to have this trick!" The young man sneered.

Zhao Heng said nothing and continued to throw lime at the young man.

Although the other party was prepared, he could not resist Zhao Heng's large amount of quicklime. He threw dozens of kilograms of quicklime wildly, turning the area of ​​more than ten feet into a haze.

Although the young man was not hit in the face by the lime, he was choked. He threw out the flying knives from his sleeves, retreated quickly, and finally left the gray fog.

"Ahem... You have run out of lime!"

The young man patted the dust on his head and face, looking a little embarrassed, and looked at Zhao Heng with an extremely unfriendly look.

"You have run out of flying knives too." Zhao Heng's eyes were also cold.

The two looked at each other and attacked at the same time. Zhao Heng took a step forward and punched hard.

The punch was powerful and heavy, just the entry-level stone-splitting punch.

Facing Zhao Heng's attack, the young man curled his lips, put on the same posture, and punched out.

"Stone Splitting Fist!"

He actually also used the Stone Splitting Fist, and it collided with Zhao Heng's fist.

"Bang...!"

With a muffled sound, the young man's body shook and he took a step back.

Zhao Heng was shocked by the punch and retreated again and again, his fist stung, and his arm was numb.

"Stone Splitting Fist Minor Success!"

Zhao Heng looked at the other party in surprise.

Stone Splitting Fist is one of the most basic acquired martial arts of the sect, and it is not surprising that the other party also practiced this martial art.

What surprised Zhao Heng was that the opponent's Stone Splitting Fist was powerful and heavy, far surpassing his own, and it was clear that he had reached the minor success level.

"Hehe... How about it, how powerful is my Stone Splitting Fist?"

The young man sneered, and his body instantly pressed forward, and his fist, as fast as a falling rock, hit Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng did not dare to neglect it, and punched to meet it, fighting and retreating.

The two of them fought for dozens of moves. Although Zhao Heng was at an absolute disadvantage, he still resisted tenaciously and did not lose.

This surprised the young man. His cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level of the Tempering Body Realm, and he was just one step away from entering the Bone Forging Realm. With the Stone-Splitting Fist at the minor level, he had few rivals among the warriors of the same level.

In terms of strength, Zhao Heng in front of him had barely reached the ninth level of the Tempering Body Realm, and the Stone-Splitting Fist was only at the entry level. He should not be so tenacious.

Moreover, he vaguely discovered that Zhao Heng's Stone-Splitting Fist was not only much more powerful than the ordinary entry-level Stone-Splitting Fist, but also had a soft and tough style, which was extremely strange.

Although he was very confused, the young man had absolute confidence in defeating Zhao Heng. The opponent would definitely not last too long in such a high-intensity battle.

Zhao Heng, who was struggling to support himself, frowned and felt the young man's increasingly fierce attack, and at the same time felt confused.

"Why hasn't the muscle softening powder taken effect yet?"

When Zhao Heng was spreading the lime just now, he also sprinkled a large amount of muscle softening powder. The other party didn't have a mask, so it was impossible that he didn't inhale any of it.

Moreover, at this moment, he was mobilizing his qi and blood vigorously, so it should take effect soon.

This is why Zhao Heng was fighting with this person, he wanted to use this to speed up the effect of the muscle softening powder.

As if seeing Zhao Heng's doubts, the young man sneered: "You are wondering why I haven't been poisoned yet? Your muscle softening powder is good for others, but it's useless for me.

Since I entered the sect, Liu Feng has been doing odd jobs in the spiritual medicine garden. I have seen all kinds of medicines. I have taken the antidote in advance."

"Hmm?"

Zhao Heng was surprised. He didn't expect that in addition to being strong, this man also knew how to use poison.

"Okay, I don't have time to play with you anymore, go to hell!"

Liu Feng shouted coldly, his body speed increased by three points, and his fists were like cannons, hitting Zhao Heng's face and heart.

The opponent did not use all his strength before, but suddenly broke out at this moment, just to make Zhao Heng unable to dodge.

Facing these two fatal punches, Zhao Heng's pupils suddenly shrank, but his heart was extremely calm, and his body suddenly turned at an incredible angle to dodge.

He actually dodged the two punches at the same time and hit Liu Feng's throat with a backhand punch.

Liu Feng was shocked and turned pale. He forcibly retracted his fist and retreated to avoid this dangerous blow.

"You actually practiced body and martial arts!"

Liu Feng looked at Zhao Heng in disbelief.

As a handyman disciple, being able to practice a martial skill is already rare and surpasses most people.

However, body martial arts are far more valuable than other types of martial arts of the same level, and even many outer disciples may not practice them.

But Zhao Heng actually practiced and has already started, which is really unbelievable.

Liu Feng was shocked at first, and then his eyes couldn't help but reveal a burning look.

"You brat, you have so many good things. If I kill you, these things will all be mine!"

Liu Feng instantly stirred up all the energy and blood in his body and charged towards Zhao Heng again.

He waved his fists and smashed down on Zhao Heng's head and face.

Zhao Heng knew that it would be difficult to catch it head-on, so he took a mysterious step with his feet, his body was as flexible as a snake gliding around.

"Bone Transformation Step!"

What he displayed was exactly the movement and martial arts skills he had obtained from the demonic disciples of the Hua Gu Sect.

This movement technique was originally only at the intermediate level of mortal level. Zhao Heng used a full 120 Xuan Crystals to upgrade it to the advanced level of ordinary level and reach a perfect state.

The modified version of Bone Transformation Step eliminates all fallacies and reduces complexity to simplicity.

It only took Zhao Heng three days to successfully master this martial art.

And because the circulation of qi and blood throughout the body intensified after the introduction of Shenfa, Zhao Heng took the opportunity to break through to the eighth level of the body tempering realm.

But the Bone Transformation Step is a demonic martial art after all. Zhao Heng was worried about being recognized and did not use it easily. At this critical moment of life and death, he naturally used it without hesitation.

With the blessing of his body skills, even though Liu Feng's attack was surging like a tide, Zhao Heng was like a swimming fish, with a light and strange figure, completely dodging the opponent's attack.

He can even turn his passivity into initiative and counterattack Liu Feng, forcing the opponent to defend himself from time to time.

The two changed their offense and defense, and they fought for dozens of rounds before they knew it.

Liu Feng had nothing to do with Zhao Heng, and Zhao Heng couldn't defeat Liu Feng. For a while, the two sides actually fell into a deadlock.

However, if the battle continues like this, Zhao Heng will definitely be defeated first. After all, Liu Feng is already at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm, and his total energy and blood volume is higher than his.

Although the Bone Transformation Step is mysterious, it is difficult for the body to tolerate it if it is used for a long time.

Faced with this difficult situation, Zhao Heng couldn't help but glance at the big tree where he secretly buried the package before, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

Liu Feng, who was fighting with him, noticed the change in Zhao Heng's expression and his expression changed.

He suddenly moved sideways, took the initiative to leave the battlefield, and rushed towards the big tree.

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Heng was shocked.

Liu Feng kept moving and sneered: "Boy, don't think I don't know that you have hidden all the good things you got from those people here.

Since I can't kill you, I can't work in vain. I will accept these things with a smile. When the time comes, I will tell Liu Hong that you took them and wait for him to kill you! "

While talking, Liu Feng had already rushed to the big tree and reached out to uncover the stone slab.

There was a strong wind whistling beside him.

"Don't touch my things!"

Zhao Heng rushed over in a hurry and punched Liu Feng. Liu Feng sneered disdainfully and punched back, knocking him back several feet.

"Although I can't kill you, you can't stop me either!"

Seeing Zhao Heng's eager look, Liu Feng concluded that there was something good in it. After repelling Zhao Heng, he kicked away the stone slab with one kick.

There is a layer of soil covering the stone slab, and a dead branch is stuck in the center of the soil.

Liu Feng didn't notice that the branch moved slightly upward, as if it was pushed by something.

He pushed aside the dirt and reached out to grab a round object.

"What is this?"

He stretched out his hand and brought the object to his eyes. It was an iron ball the size of a pigeon egg. It had exquisite patterns and looked strangely good-looking.

Not far away, Zhao Heng, who saw this scene, sighed softly, leaned over and lay down skillfully, covering his ears with his hands.

The next moment.

"Boom...!"

A violent explosion rang out in the calm forest, and the air waves rolled up, startling countless birds.

After the power of the explosion dissipated, Zhao Heng stood up and looked at where Liu Feng was standing just now.

Except for a large pit, Liu Feng's body was basically nowhere to be found. Judging from experience, Liu Feng should have passed away peacefully.

"I told you not to move. If you have to move, you will have a better memory this time." Zhao Heng said to himself with an innocent look on his face.

That round bead was nothing else, it was the only thunder bead left on his body.

After killing the group of handyman disciples who were chasing him, Zhao Heng felt a faint sense of danger in the dark.

Although he was not sure at all whether this was his illusion.

But one of the principles of persecution delusion is that when you perceive danger, you must take action and take precautions.

So, Zhao Heng pretended to bury the treasure halfway, but actually used the thunderstorm bead to install a "trigger mine".

In order to have a backup plan in case he couldn't solve the enemy.

Unfortunately, Liu Feng perfectly triggered this backup plan.

Although he consumed the last thunderstorm bead, Zhao Heng was still satisfied with the destruction of such a powerful enemy.

It's a pity that the thunderstorm bead was too powerful and even destroyed the package on Liu Feng's body.

The other party was a handyman in the spiritual medicine garden. This is a good job among the handymen. He must have a lot of good things on him.

"Alas... What a pity!"

Zhao Heng sighed in his heart and was about to leave here. The movement just now was too loud, and he was worried that it would attract other contestants and patrols.

However, at this time, Zhao Heng's mind suddenly heard the reminder sound of the Dao Seed Dice.

"A soul that is about to dissipate is detected. The "Memory Plunder" skill can be used. Do you want to use it immediately!"