I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

Inside the cave, Zhao Heng was like a madman, punching Situ Quan, causing his chest to dent and blood to spurt out. Seeing that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, his eyes gradually dimmed.

The madness and murderous spirit in Zhao Heng's heart surged even more!

He who opened the silver body seemed to have completely aroused the ferocity in his heart and became cruel and crazy.

"Hahaha... Die for me!"

With a wild laugh, Zhao Heng raised his right fist, and the silver fist force on the surface of his fist surged like a tide.

"Boom...!"

He tore through the air with one punch and punched Situ Quan's head, trying to kill him with one punch.

But at this moment, a strong wind whistled beside him, and a sharp energy came, and Zhao Heng's pupils, which were intertwined with silver and red light, narrowed slightly.

Sensing the crisis, he suddenly turned his fist and punched to the side, colliding with a dark golden sword light.

"Boom...!"

Amid the roar, Zhao Heng's body was actually knocked away by the terrifying sword energy and deeply sank into the stone wall on one side.

"Bang...!"

In less than a breath, the stone wall exploded, and Zhao Heng's figure flashed out.

He looked down at the back of his hand, a thin and long wound that healed quickly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his crazy and bloodthirsty eyes, and then he looked up and looked into the distance.

On the other side of the stone room, Wang Yanwu's body was suspended in the air.

At this time, the "golden sword shadow" between his eyebrows became extremely solid and radiated.

From the sword shadow, golden lines spread out, like meridians, spreading from Wang Yanwu's face to the whole body.

As the golden light covered the body surface, a powerful and sharp breath with terrifying killing aura slowly awakened in Wang Yanwu's body.

At the same time, a golden sword energy torrent swept around him, filling the air with strands of terrifying sword energy!

At this moment, Wang Yanwu looked down at Zhao Heng from a high position, with a trace of amazement in his cold and arrogant eyes.

"Ren Woxing, your strength is beyond my expectation. I have to admit that you are a strong opponent, and even... I feel scared. If you can reach the same level as me, I am not sure to defeat you.

It's a pity that God made you face me now. Although you have many trump cards, I have them too!

When I was born, it was the day when the ancestor of the family passed away. Before the ancestor died, he planted his lifelong sword soul into my body.

Over the years, I have been constantly comprehending and refining the power of the sword soul. Although I can't even exert one percent of its power now, it is more than enough to kill you!"

At this moment, Wang Yanwu raised the sword in his hand. The golden sword with dragon patterns converged at this moment and turned into a thick dark gold.

But the sword energy contained in the sword body surged step by step, releasing a momentum that was indestructible and sharp.

"You are proud of yourself for dying under the power of my sword spirit!"

Wang Yanwu sneered, murderous intent suddenly burst out in his eyes, and the long sword rolled, and a golden sword energy suddenly locked onto Zhao Heng like a meteor.

Facing this sword energy, Zhao Heng's eyes flashed with cold light, and he charged forward fearlessly with a punch.

"Boom...!"

The silver fist hit the golden sword light, but it couldn't crush it. Instead, it was pushed by the sword energy and flew backwards at a high speed.

"Hah...!"

Zhao Heng shouted, resisting the erosion of the sword energy with one hand and punching wildly with the other hand.

"Boom boom boom...!"

In the blink of an eye, after dozens of punches, the golden sword light was finally smashed.

And Zhao Heng was once again blasted into the wall at the end of the stone room, and blood flowed out of his palm.

When he struggled to jump out of the stone wall, he was greeted by the second and third sword energy, which covered him head-on.

"Bang bang bang...!"

Zhao Heng, who was in the state of the Silver Mysterious Body, was unable to completely resist these sword energies despite his unparalleled physical body and amazing strength. He was constantly blasted into the depths of the stone wall. The wounds on his arms continued to increase, and blood was flowing everywhere...

Seeing this, Wang Yanwu looked indifferent, and sword energy swept out continuously, with the power constantly increasing.

He wanted to wipe out this huge threat in one fell swoop!

Just as he swept out hundreds of sword beams in a row, almost blasting out a passage dozens of feet long at the end of the entire stone chamber.

Ren Woxing's breath was also completely covered by the sword energy, gradually becoming weak and sluggish.

"Roar...!"

A heart-pounding roar came from the end of the deep pit, and silver light and blood light burst out, tearing through the sword energy in the sky, turning into a wave of air and rolling out.

"Boom...!"

A figure rushed out violently!

Zhao Heng's body was still silver, but the dark red lines on his body had separated from his body and turned into circles of dark red flames, surrounding his body.

This flame was extremely hot, and it also exuded the breath of evil, murder and madness.

This fire was the Buddha's Karma Fire!

When Zhao Heng used the Burning Heaven and Ten Thousand Tribulations Body Technique to refine it, it became his companion flame.

At this moment, the power of the Xuan Fire was stimulated and merged with his own silver Xuan body, which made Zhao Heng's aura rise again, reaching an even more terrifying level.

His eyes were completely covered by the color of the flames, and the whole person seemed to be completely crazy, rushing towards Wang Yanwu.

Wang Yanwu, who saw this scene, frowned slightly, and a powerful sword energy swept out again.

Zhao Heng roared, and his fists were wrapped in silver light and flames, and he swung and smashed.

"Boom...!"

In the midst of the earth-shaking roar, Zhao Heng's body shook violently and staggered a step, but the golden sword energy was also exploded in response.

The next moment, Zhao Heng pounced on Wang Yanwu frantically again.

The latter slashed dozens of sword energy, but all of them were torn apart and shattered by Zhao Heng who looked like he was crazy.

Finally, he dodged, rushed in front of Wang Yanwu, and smashed his head and throat with both fists.

Wang Yanwu's eyes flashed with golden light, his sword roared loudly, and he met the opponent's fist head-on.

"Dangdang...!"

The two clashed, emitting high-pitched and dense sounds of metal and stone, and neither of them took a step back.

The fist shadow and the sword shadow collided crazily, nearly a thousand times in just a few breaths of time.

Suddenly, Wang Yanwu pierced Zhao Heng's right shoulder with his sword, and the sword edge actually penetrated the silver flesh. Although it failed to penetrate deeply, the sword energy still penetrated into Zhao Heng's body, overflowing with destruction and blood splattering.

At the same time, Zhao Heng punched Wang Yanwu in the chest, shattering and denting the golden network and powerful body-protecting sword energy intertwined on his body.

The power of the fist penetrated the body, and the power of the mysterious fire raged, causing Wang Yanwu's internal organs to burn and his face turned pale!

The two men flew upside down at the same time, hitting the stone wall behind them, and then immediately charged towards each other.

You give me a sword, and I punch you, and each sheds blood, fighting like crazy in a way where both sides suffer losses.

At this time, both of them were furious and wanted to kill each other. The aftermath of the battle wreaked havoc on the entire stone chamber, causing the altar in the center to shake violently.

The most severely damaged thing was the stone wall at the end of the stone chamber. Under the violent impact of energy, the fragmented stone wall was finally overwhelmed and collapsed.

At the moment the stone wall collapsed, a gray storm swept deep inside the stone wall, crushing all the gravel in the cave into ashes.

The air flow rushed out, even sending Zhao Heng and Wang Yanwu flying out of the fierce battle in the void.

The two of them turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw that inside the cave formed after the stone wall collapsed, there was a condensed gray-black turbulent flow.

Among these turbulent flows, there is a familiar atmosphere, which is "sword energy".

But unlike the sword energy that everyone sensed before, this gray-black sword energy is extremely powerful. Only part of the energy that escaped just now blasted Zhao Heng and Wang Yanwu away, causing pain all over their bodies and the sword energy. Lingering.

If you fall into this torrent of sword energy, you can imagine what the outcome will be.

When they saw this torrent of sword energy, the two people had different reactions.

Wang Yanwu's eyes showed horror and fear, and then his eyes flickered, wondering what he was thinking.

Zhao Heng was stunned, staring at the cave for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and secretly shouted in his heart.

"I see, this place is hidden here!"

This sudden discovery made Zhao Heng, who had gradually gone crazy and lost his mind during the war, regain his composure.

He looked at Wang Yanwu across from him. After stimulating the power of the sword soul in his body, the opponent's strength skyrocketed.

Even if I have a Yinxuan body, it is extremely difficult to defeat the opponent.

If the outcome of this battle between the two is to be determined, it cannot be achieved in a short time.

Suddenly, the power of Zhao Heng's divine consciousness was activated, and he sensed two familiar auras returning from the abyss on the outermost edge of the cave. They were the auras of Dou Xiao and the female sword cultivator. They were back.

Zhao Heng's thoughts changed rapidly and he made a decision in an instant!

The next moment, Zhao Heng and Wang Yanwu rushed towards each other in unison.

As the battle between the two continued, Zhao Heng seemed to become more and more crazy, charging more fiercely, but Wang Yanwu did not give in.

The two were at odds with each other, fighting all the way.

But unknowingly, both of them leaned towards the end of the stone room, where the torrent of sword energy was entrenched.

To be precise, it was Wang Yanwu who guided Zhao Heng to approach here.

Sensing all this, Zhao Heng seemed to have guessed something. He was thinking about it in his heart, but he acted even crazier on the surface.

And looking at Zhao Heng, who looked crazy and didn't seem to have much reason, Wang Yanwu's eyes flashed with coldness, which seemed to have deep meaning.

During the battle, he quietly adjusted his position, took the initiative to turn his back to the torrent of sword energy, and swept out a ball of sword energy at Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng's eyes turned red, he roared, and he raised his fists to attack him!

Wang Yanwu narrowed his eyes, and a talisman in his hand burned behind his back.

"boom……!"

Zhao Heng hit his head with a punch, Wang Yanwu's head shattered, but his body suddenly turned into a ball of mist and dissipated.

This is a stand-in!

Just when Zhao Heng punched out, he fell into a daze.

Suddenly the sword energy roared behind him, and the sword energy in Wang Yanwu's hand blasted wildly, covering Zhao Heng regardless of consumption.

Zhao Heng's pupils shrank rapidly and he punched wildly to counter the sword light, but the opponent had the upper hand and he was quickly pushed into the torrent of sword energy.

As a result, Zhao Heng's reaction became even crazier, struggling desperately and resisting falling into it.

Seeing this, Wang Yanwu showed a cruel smile in his eyes, and took out another pale golden talisman in his hand.

"Hey...go to hell!"

The talisman was thrown out and condensed into a ball of golden light. The golden light exploded instantly and turned into a torrent of sword energy.

This was exactly the sword energy talisman he and the female swordsman used when they carried out a two-person sneak attack on Zhao Heng. It was astonishingly powerful.

At this time, the sword light transformed from the talisman was superimposed on his sword power.

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Zhao Heng could no longer withstand the impact of these sword energies, and flew backwards at extremely high speed, falling into the black torrent of sword energy.

The moment his body sank into it, the sword energy tore through his body-protecting energy and skin, making a dense explosion, and Zhao Heng's shrill scream could be heard.

In just one breath, the black torrent submerged his body, and Zhao Heng's screams completely disappeared.

What disappeared with it was his life breath and all energy fluctuations.