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When masters compete with each other, the outcome and even life and death hang on a thread. Unless there is a huge disparity in strength, there is no room for such relaxation. As soon as Chaoyangguan disciples loosen their inner strength, the empty door suddenly opens wide, and the Linghemen disciples hold the mighty sword in their fists.

The momentum broke through the air and hit their chests directly.

The disciples of Chaoyang Temple were shocked and hurriedly used their kung fu to protect their chests with both arms. However, they could only accumulate less than 30% of their kung fu in a hurry, and how could they withstand the attack.

The onlookers all exclaimed, and two figures quickly emerged from Master Panyun and rushed over to slap the palms of the Linghe Sect disciples respectively. This was Taoist Master Qingyang of Sanshan and Taoist Qingfu who came to save the people.[

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the disciples of Linghe Sect seemed unwilling to hurt their opponent, and actually withdrew their attack abruptly at the same time. Taoist Qingyang and Taoist Qingfu were caught off guard, and could only watch dumbfoundedly as the move that originally hit his palm hit his chest.

, and the disciples of the Linghe Sect rolled up and floated far away like dead leaves in the strong wind under their attack, scattering a drop of blood in the mid-air.

This change was unexpected to everyone present. The noisy voice stopped completely for a moment, and almost everyone stared at the three people and a flying body standing in the circle with their mouths open.

The second elder of Sanshan quickly came to his senses. Taoist Qingyang hurriedly used Qinggong to fly towards the Linghe Sect disciple who was about to land. Only after he had passed half the distance, a figure jumped out from the Linghe Sect disciples and bumped straight towards him.

The two silhouettes touched lightly in the air and immediately separated. The two flew upside down and settled on the spot. The man fell vertically and stood steadily. A few feet behind him, the disciples of the Linghe Sect had already been captured by them.

The classmate caught it and put it gently on the ground.

Next, Zhang Heng squinted his eyes and stared at the people of Linghe Sect. He could clearly hear the arguments between this group of people and the six sects, Chaoyang Temple and Linghe Sect.

It turns out that the focus of the dispute between Chaoyang Guan and Linghe Sect is Chaoyang Guan’s secret book "The Divine Power of Chaoyang Qi that reaches the sky" and the Chaoyang Sword they guard. Chaoyang Guan said that Linghe Sect stole their secret book and sword, but Linghe Sect firmly denied it.

, even took out the baggage in the door and asked everyone to check it.

When the six major sects, Chaoyang Guan, were inspecting the package of Linghe Sect, Mingye suddenly whispered to Zhang Heng: "The people in Chaoyang Guan are lying. It was obviously their founder who exchanged it with us for a copy of "Chaoyang One Qi Heavenly Power".

"Nine Qi Xuan Gong", I exchanged the Chaoyang Sword for a demon-suppressing sword from Wo Gu. It is said to be a fair trade, but in fact "Nine Qi Xuan Gong" and the demon-suppressing sword are much better than their two items."

"According to this, the copy of "The Divine Technique of Chaoyang Yi Qi that reaches the sky" and the Chaoyang Sword should have been stored in the Sword Cleansing Valley." Zhang Heng thought for a moment, "They were kidnapped this time and now appear in the hands of Linghe Sect. Hey,

It’s really interesting.”

"Not just Linghe Sect, all the sects and sects in Daqin's rivers and lakes have had martial arts secrets and weapons and treasures flowing into our Sword Washing Valley for thousands of years. Based on this, it seems that the martial arts world is inevitably going to be a bloody storm." Akeno was a little frustrated: "Each sect has its own.

If we send an army to Piaoyun Valley to investigate the crime, which one is more interested in justice or coveting secret books and treasures?"

At this time, the six sects and Chaoyang Guan did not find Chaoyang Guan's secret book and sword in Linghe Sect, but they did not let everyone in Linghe Sect leave, which aroused the dissatisfaction of many warriors present.

The crowd was like an explosion, and there was a cry of accusation immediately. You must know that in the past ten days or so, the elders of the six sects have come forward to quell the disputes between the various sects. There are always people who are not willing to accept their mediation and have to temporarily tolerate it because they are alone.

Youdao is emboldened by the large number of people. At this time, relying on the large number of people to be emboldened, there was a general outburst. The voices of accusation from all directions immediately drowned out the voices of distinction from the twelve elders of the six sects.

In the midst of the noise, a "Wait a minute" was suddenly heard. Although the voice was not loud, the words were clear among the noisy voices of the crowd. It immediately shocked everyone. Everyone stopped talking involuntarily and looked at each other.

One person, that person is Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Wait a minute, how about letting the students check it again?"

The headmaster of Linghe Sect, who was about to take back his own baggage, stopped blankly: "Just test it, why are you afraid?" After saying this, he couldn't help but regret it, and for some reason he always felt uneasy.

Zhang Heng walked over, took the sword in his hand, took it out and looked at it, and said with a smile: "The handle of the sword is thick but not heavy, and the front of the sword is light and seems to be hollow." After saying that, he held the sword flower and lowered the sword.

One wave.

I heard a soft clang sound, and a long and narrow thing on the sword came out of the body and shot into the ground and disappeared, leaving a narrow hole about two inches wide on the ground. The sword was already two inches shorter than before.

inch.

Zhang Heng turned the hilt of the sword upside down with one hand, squeezed and rubbed it with his palm, then flicked his wrist. Another object turned into a black shadow and sank deep into the ground. The sword bounced into the air, and the sword body left a trail of traces under the light of the fire.

The golden light, when the sword fell down and was stuck on the ground, its plain hilt, and the cold blade all showed a completely different appearance from before.

The master of Chaoyang Temple shouted excitedly from the side: "Chaoyang Sword! This is the Chaoyang Sword!"

Then he said excitedly: "According to the secret records of our sect, there is an indentation about one and a half minutes wide from the bottom to the upper third of the sword hilt, and the middle ridge three inches of the sword body is inlaid with the pattern of the rising sun. That's

They are all left by the ancestors. Please ask Master Wuliang to examine them."

Master Wuliang of Kunshan took the sword in his hand and showed the hilt and blade to the onlookers.[

Everyone exclaimed: "It's really weird. It is indeed the Chaoyang Sword. Why couldn't I see it just now?"

Zhang Heng took another book from the bag into his hand, picked up a very thin corner of the film from the cover, twisted the corner and pulled the film off. The cover turned yellow, and there were eight black words written on it: "The rising sun reaches the sky."

"Magical skill". He pinched the torn off film into his palm with one hand and tightened it slightly. After opening it, a flame ignited on his palm. He baked the book on the flame with his other hand, and then handed it to Master Wuliang.

Everyone had seen the change in the cover, and Master Wuliang immediately asked the viewer of Chaoyang Temple to memorize one of the pages silently. After checking it, Master Wuliang smiled and said: "Yes, every word is correct. Congratulations to the viewer, I am very happy and disappointed."

The treasures that have been treasured for many years have finally returned to your noble family, you must thank Mr. Gao Ting Gao."

The temple master of Chaoyang Temple and a group of disciples wanted to thank Zhang Heng, but Zhang Hengxu raised his hand to stop him: "Haha, don't thank me either. The temple master should know why these two treasures were lost and where they went.

You know it well. I can’t decide whether the two things can be returned to your hands, so you should ask this brother Ming."

Zhang Heng's finger pointed at Ming Ye. The face of the Chaoyang Temple's master changed drastically. He opened his mouth wide enough to stuff a watermelon, his eyes flickered uncertainly, and after mumbling for a long time, he said to Ming Ye, "Please tell me, Master Ming."

The jaws of the heroes who were watching dropped to the ground. No one thought that Chaoyangguan would have to ask for the consent of a stranger to take back their belongings. The twists and turns were beyond their imagination. In fact, Zhang Heng did this for the sake of Akeno's future.

Although Ming Ye cannot embark on the path of spiritual practice, it does not prevent him from re-establishing the path of spiritual practice.

Sword Valley. Since he wants to reestablish his family, Akeno must get the support of the big guys in the world, or at least their acquiescence. Now is a good opportunity. Once Akeno announces on behalf of Sword Valley that he will give up on tracing the lost secret books and treasures,

Then those big sects in the world would naturally know why, and they would always show some kindness to him.

Akeno also figured out the joints in an instant, sighed and said: "You can take it if you want, everything is destiny, I don't have the time to care about this."

The master of Chaoyang Temple was so happy that he even knelt down with a large group of disciples to thank him, which seemed very solemn.

Akeno did not shy away and accepted it calmly, but there was no joy at all on his face, showing deep pain and loss.

While everyone was watching the excitement, they heard Zhang Heng's voice again: "You are bewitching mortals and spreading magic on your own, for fear that the day of divine punishment is approaching." Only then did everyone realize that all the people from Linghe Sect stood still and did not move.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng pointed his finger, and suddenly dozens of rays of light flashed away, and everyone in the Linghe Sect, headed by the leader of the Linghe Sect, suddenly let out miserable and shrill screams, and the eerie echoes in the valley echoed on the mountain wall.

It kept ringing, and those who heard it could not help but get goosebumps.

The headmaster of Linghe Sect's expression darkened, his mouth twitched a few times, and suddenly his eyes flashed with hatred, and he said to him viciously: "I also have some good advice. You should take care of yourself and your accomplices first. Things are going on here.

It's not something you, a few ignorant juniors, can change."

Zhang Heng remained calm and just "hummed" twice without looking at him. Seeing that Master Panyun and others seemed to be coming over to talk, he quickly said to them: "Seniors, please send away the masters from all walks of life.

Let’s talk about it later.” Then he used his escape technique and turned into a rainbow light and flew towards his home base.

The remaining people in the world were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and some people murmured: "It turns out there are really gods!" Only the twelve masters of the six sects looked at each other and sighed secretly, but they understood in their hearts.
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