swordsman in the heavens

There was a small stream in front of me. The water flowed loudly and stones appeared at the bottom of the stream.

Yi Tianheng walked slowly by the stream.

At the end of the creek is a flat lake, which is in the center of the valley, and in the center of the valley is the Demon Emperor's tomb.

At this time, the Demon Emperor's tomb has become more and more restless, and the sound of the formation is becoming more and more frequent, but the more it is like this, the more cultivators go there.

As a result, there are very few people in this area.

He was not in a hurry. He knew that the Demon Emperor's Heart and the Demon Emperor's Holy Weapons could not be taken away. The Demon Emperor left these two things to his descendants. Without the cornucopia as a guide, the treasures would not be born at all.

The stream is winding and twisting, like a slender little snake, and the current is fast, like a snake moving very fast along the grass.

Yi Tianheng walked along the stream step by step. This land of killings had an inexplicable aura of peace.

He couldn't help but wonder, is it really worth it for people to work hard for something?

It's a pity that everyone understands the truth, and he also understands it, but he can't do it.

Along the way of cultivation, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Once you lose your enterprising spirit, you will only die of body and soul.

Cultivation means competing with people, competing with heaven and earth, and even competing with the great road.

Just like this stream, if it stops flowing, it will dry up soon.

He couldn't help but smile: "It seems that even a small stream contains the principles of spiritual practice."

Not far away, two figures flashed past.

Yi Tianheng let out a light sigh and followed him.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were walking in a hurry, their hair was disheveled, their bodies were covered in dust, and they were very embarrassed.

Pang Bo cursed: "Go to hell with Han Feiyu. Han Feiyu died at the mouth of a monster. What does that have to do with us? You actually want us to pay for Han Feiyu's life."

Ye Fan said: "Stop talking and concentrate, that old dog is going to catch up."

The two rushed into the woods.

The trees on both sides continued to retreat, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground were swept away.

Ye Fan said: "Pang Bo, let's go separately!"

Pang Bo said: "Okay!"

The two suddenly separated.

At this time, a rainbow light flashed in the sky. It was an old man with an immortal spirit, riding a flying sword.

He stopped, glanced coldly in the direction Pang Bo left, and then chased Ye Fan.

The rainbow light flashed away and finally stopped in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan stopped immediately, sighed, and said: "You still caught up with me!"

Elder Han said: "Ye Fan, you and Pang Bo killed my grandson, are you going to leave without giving me an explanation?"

Ye Fan chuckled: "You also saw the bite marks on Han Feiyu's body. They were clearly left by monster beasts. As a monk on the other side, how could you not see it? The way you look at me is wrong on weekdays. You just want to borrow

Just come and kill me."

Elder Han said: "So you separated from Pang Bo to save his life?"

Ye Fan was speechless.

Elder Han continued: "You are quite quick-thinking. If it were not for your physical limitations, you would have a place in this world. It's a pity..."

The flying sword flashed away under his feet.

Keng!

Two fingers clamped the flying sword, and the flying sword stayed in front of Ye Fan's throat.

Ye Fan gasped for air and broke into a cold sweat. He did not expect that Elder Han would be so decisive.

He didn't even expect that someone would save him. He looked intently, his eyebrows lit up with joy, and he exclaimed: "Tian Heng, why is it you?"

Yi Tianheng smiled and said, "Who else could it be if it wasn't me?"

He stretched out his hand to catch the flying sword.

The flying sword kept trembling, trying to escape from his hand, but unexpectedly it seemed to be pressed under the Five Elements Mountain, unable to escape at all.