Master of Fist

If the heart was just an engine before, it is now a nuclear reactor, and the blood that was originally like a scalding air current has now become drops of fiery red flame blood flowing in the heart.

These unusual blood drops are not many, only twenty drops, but Jiang Heng can feel that each drop of blood contains extremely terrifying energy.

Even as long as he thinks about it, this drop of blood will erupt instantly like nuclear energy, erupting with extremely terrifying power in an instant.

"Since you have stepped into the orthodox grand master, you have a bright future! I am really looking forward to where you can go! If our human race can produce another martial arts master at the level of a martial god, then There is hope, there is hope!"

The old master Yu patted Jiang Heng's shoulder solemnly, and looked a little distracted when he talked about it.

Jiang Heng nodded, and then said with a slightly dignified expression, "But can a Martial God really make our human race rise? Wasn't there a Martial God-level master in the former Chen Dynasty? How did he die?"

The old master Yu was slightly silent, and Yu Shouren who was next to him didn't seem to know about it, and looked at his father curiously.

The Yu family has a lot of classics, but Yu Shouren has never been able to read them very well. The old master Yu stared at them every day, and he inherited the Yu family's blacksmithing talent to have the current skill.

"Death of illness and old age!" After a long silence, the old owner Yu sighed.

"Sick and dead?"

Jiang Heng was a little curious. Martial arts, especially high-level martial artists at the foreign training level, would say that Jiang Hengxin died of old age, but dying of illness is something wrong.

Now that he has stepped into the level of a grand master, Jiang Heng has a deep understanding. His blood and qi condense into twenty drops of terrifying blood, and he can feel the terrifying life functions flourishing all the time.

Not to mention living to two hundred years old, there is no problem in being over a hundred years old.

What's more, the unimaginable state of the level of the Valkyrie, the life function is even more terrifying.

"That's right. The Martial God has been in charge of the Chen Dynasty for five hundred years. During this period, he repelled countless demons and left many hidden wounds on his body. Especially that day, he slashed the sky with a knife. He rushed straight to the capital of the Chen Dynasty and wanted to destroy the entire Chen Dynasty.

At that time, it was still the God of War who made the move, and he repelled that knife with the same knife!

However, Valkyrie also suffered a more serious hidden injury at that time. "

The old master Yu's mind was a little agitated, and it seemed that saying this made him a little agitated.

"In the next three years, there was no news or records of the Valkyrie, saying that he died. After that, the Chen Dynasty was also destroyed soon. It should be dead."

Jiang Heng was a little horrified when he heard that, a knife from outside the sky?

Jiang Heng looked up at the sky outside the window unconsciously, thinking about something in his heart.

"Is there really hope for our human race?"

Jiang Heng muttered to himself for a while.

The old owner Yu glanced at Jiang Heng, as if he could see what was in Jiang Heng's mind, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, it seems that the price of a knife outside that day is very high. It is said that the demon sacrificed a lot The monster first opened a small hole in the sky.

After that, the knife tore a hole from the small gap and cut in.

As long as you step into the level of the Valkyrie, judging from the original records, the level of the Valkyrie is enough to disdain most monsters! Be careful of dormancy, maybe... there is still a glimmer of life. "

Jiang Heng nodded, feeling relieved but also heavy in heart.

Valkyrie is not enough!

From now on, it seems that the existence of the knife from outside the territory seems to be a higher level existence than the Valkyrie.

Jiang Heng couldn't help but ponder, what is the purpose of the demons invading this world?

Bloodstone? Or the human blood food here?

And why didn't the existence outside the territory enter this world in person?

Jiang Heng unconsciously looked at the sky outside again, could it be that there are some restrictions on this sky?

like a sieve?

Small fish and shrimp can get in through the gaps, but big fish are kept out?

Jiang Heng felt that this guess should be very close to the correct answer.

"The Martial God was the god in the minds of countless warriors in the former Chen Dynasty! It's a pity!"

The old manor owner was both emotional and sad.

After chatting over tea, the Yu family father and son were about to say goodbye and leave, and Jiang Heng wanted to keep the two of them for a meal, but the Yu family father and son insisted on going back.

All the way to the outside, I saw a group of empty carriages that had been unloaded.

Before saying goodbye, the old owner Yu turned around and said suddenly: "By the way, there should be some people from the Badaomen coming recently, so please let the people under your hands pay attention. Badaomen is used to domineering, and every newly formed gang I have to go to the pier.

I forgot to remind you before, but now the old man doesn't seem to need it. But I still remind you, if you insist on doing it, it is best not to cause too much trouble.

Badaomen is a large household that turns over the population every year, and the Wangfu is very satisfied with them. "

Jiang Heng nodded slightly, and then a murderous intent flashed across his face, and he grinned lightly and said, "Isn't that a running dog? I thought that with such a domineering name, the style of behavior would be much tougher, but I didn't expect it was just toughness towards the weak!"

The old owner Yu smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Not necessarily, the two great master forces, the Badao Sect has the most people and the most extensive influence. Naturally, the number of people who need to pay is more.

Even the selected population is mostly gangsters or bandits. These are the defaults of Bazhou Jianghu, and Badaomen has always abided by them.

It's just that it's up to you whether to kill or not. After all, it's not a good bird to kill one or less of the internal training masters, but at least it maintains the current situation. "

Hearing that Jiang Heng thought for a while, he nodded for a while.

After bidding farewell to Yu's father and son, Jiang Heng returned to the courtyard, looked down at his palm, and slowly tightened it.

At this time, outsiders feel that Jiang Heng is a warrior. After the blood condenses into blood droplets, the aura is more thoroughly restrained. It can be said that as long as Jiang Heng does not deliberately release it, even close contact will not feel the slightest difference.

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Of course, even so, Jiang Heng would not deliberately try in front of that Overlord. It's because the blood dragon tattoo on his body looks too conspicuous.

Jiang Heng didn't think those demons would not know what the blood lines on their body represented.

At the same time, there were some changes in Bawang's Mansion, Badaomen, and the high-ranking members of Tianqiong Twelve Swords League.

Bawang Mansion, the Bawang with a face like a tiger, a leopard, and a dragon, sat on the chair and ate his food.

He took a sip of the blood wine and raised his thick brows.

Just before, he felt a flash of astonishing energy and blood, and that energy and blood almost made his eyes a little red.

It was an extremely crazy appetite, the desire to swallow the master of that blood in one gulp!

"Where is it?"