Start With A Martial Arts Apprentice

When Wang Heng saw Ding Zhesheng, he knew that the magic sword Tianzong was going to disappear!

In order to prevent it from cheating, Wang Heng did not personally come to the deity, but when the power of the avatar was almost exhausted, he sent another avatar to continue attacking the formation.

"Wang Heng, I, the Heavenly Sect of the Divine Sword, confessed to being defeated. Tell me your conditions, how can you let us live!"

Wang Heng, who was constantly attacking the formation, suddenly heard Ding Zhesheng's deep voice ringing in his ears.

"Sure enough, he's an idiot. Is it too late to beg for mercy now?" Wang Heng didn't stop attacking, and uttered a deafening taunt in a huge mouth that could hold ten cows.

"Wang Heng! Are you really going to kill them all?" Beside Ding Zhesheng, an Elder with the Eighth Stage and the highest Cultivation Base, roared angrily.

"Kill them all? You guys started the incident, now blame me for killing them all? You guys are really funny!"

"Of course, I'm not unreasonable. Now I'm giving your disciples a chance to proclaim themselves Cultivation Base and step out of formation. All disciples below the Wuqi Chaoyuan Realm can live forever if they swear the Dao Oath of being the servants of the Sanjue Shenzong forever. , As for you Elders, you can only die!"

"Your time is running out!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The terrifying crashing sounds continued to resound, and with it, the trembling hearts of all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

At this time, all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked at the existences above the Virtual Refining Realm such as Elders and deacons in front of them.

"Sect Leader, what should I do, the formation is about to break!" an Elder asked tremblingly.

"What to do? What to do? How do I know what to do? Wang Heng never thought of saving our lives! If we knew this, we shouldn't just sit back and watch the sword fight and cause such a catastrophe to my magic sword Tianzong !” Ding Zhesheng roared.

"Now we have to wait until the formation is broken, and run for our lives. As for these ordinary disciples, let them go."

At this time, the 18th formation had been broken by Wang Heng's incarnation to 15th formation, leaving only the last three formations, but none of the disciples of the Sanjue Shenzong dared to escape from the formation.

One is that they can't get out, and the other is that if they dare to move, those Elders, deacons, and palace masters on the Virtual Refining Realm who have fallen into madness will dare to kill them.

Suddenly, a voice that resounded throughout the Heavenly Sword Sect echoed in the ears of all the disciples: "To all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I, Ding Zhesheng, am sorry for everyone, and even more sorry for Elder Sect and all martyrs! I can only do my best. I hope everyone will practice well in the future, and don't cause trouble!"

"I, Ding Zhesheng, announce as the 23rd generation Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect! From today onwards, the Heavenly Sword Sect will be disbanded, and all disciples will be expelled from Sect!" There was an irrefutable sound, which even overwhelmed the impact of Wang Heng's attack on the protective array.

With the dispatch of the fifth incarnation, the last formation finally has only the last trace left.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, everyone in the Divine Sword Tianzong was exposed in front of Wang Heng's thousand-foot-tall figure.

"Last chance, under the five qi chaoyuan realm, all those who proclaim themselves Cultivation Base will not be killed!"

"three!"

"two!"

"Go to hell!" Suddenly a loud roar interrupted Wang Heng's countdown, followed by a huge knife light, which was issued by the God of War Heavenly Knife.

Wang Heng's avatar turned into fly ash with a face full of astonishment, and scattered with the wind.

At the same time, all the figures of all the Virtual Refining Realm and above powerhouses of the Heavenly Sword Sect were scattered and fled in all directions.

All kinds of forbidden techniques and treasures are constantly being used as if they don’t need money. There is only one purpose, to speed up, speed up, and speed up again!

"Hehe, want to escape? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

A chuckle melted into the wind and spread to the ears of all the fleeing people in an instant.

"Don't you know that I have comprehended the complete space avenue? Oh, yes, you don't know, and you don't need to know."

In an instant, a figure seemed to be transformed into thousands, appearing in one place in an instant, and disappearing in an instant. In each place, there are one or several people from the Heavenly Sword of the Virtual Refining Realm.

As all the figures merged into one again, everyone who fled in all directions, regardless of the Cultivation Base, stood still.

Because Wang Heng was holding a gray long sword in his hand, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction.

Flipping the long sword away, the figure of Wang Heng appeared above the Heavenly Sect of the Divine Sword again, but this time it was his true self.

Just now, he has checked through the clairvoyance and the wind ear, and he has killed all the existences above the Virtual Refining Realm in the entire Shendao Tianzong. Can't move.

There is no hidden ancestor of the Divine Sword Tianzong, everything is clear at a glance by Wang Heng's clairvoyance.

Wang Heng looked at the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect below, and the divine light in his eyes kept shooting.

"boom!"

A disciple suddenly exploded into pieces, Wang Heng put away his fingers and continued to read, that disciple did not seal his Cultivation Base.

After that, under the terrified eyes of all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Wang Heng shot dozens of times one after another, followed by dozens of disciples who died without sealing their own Cultivation Base.

After Wang Heng cleaned up all the clever disciples, countless warships of the Sanjue Shenzong also quickly arrived at the outskirts of the Shenjian Tianzong and surrounded it.

"Okay, the rest are very obedient, I am very pleased, now everyone is arranged in different squares according to the Cultivation Base, and step forward to swear one by one!"

As warships landed one after another, monuments of oaths on the avenue were erected everywhere, and the disciples of the Sanjue Shenzong began to drive and urge all the captives to take oaths.

Wang Heng appeared alone in the depths of a dungeon, where a ashen-faced young figure was hiding in a corner.

"Knife crazy? I didn't expect that we would meet again in this way."

"Wang Heng, I know you won't let me go. Yes, I sent someone to intercept you on your way back from Nether Lake. It was also I who negotiated with my grandfather to kill you. I don't ask you, yes. Man, just give me a good time!" Seeing Wang Heng appearing outside the dungeon, Dao Kuang suddenly said calmly.

"Hehe, it's quite a fake. Why are your legs shaking all the time?" If you just listen to the voice, you still think Dao Kuang is a man, but if you combine his trembling hands and feet and pale face, it's awkward no matter how you look at it. .

"Forget it, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Since you sincerely invite me, then I will satisfy you mercifully. I hope you will be a good person in your next life. I wonder if there is Six Paths of Reincarnation in this world?" Wang Heng somewhat Uninterestedly, he stretched out his palm and slashed towards the knife.