With his appearance, everyone's eyes gathered one after another, some frowned, some wondered, and many others were shocked.
Although I don't know who this person is, the fluctuating aura is enough to explain everything.
The strong.
The weird thing is that every time he takes a step forward, he will change towards a young state. When he walks here, he is completely a young man.
His body was thin, his face was clean, and the crutch in his hand was also discarded by him.
He stared at Li Heng closely.
Li Heng is also looking at him.
The scene was very quiet, and no one had spoken for a long time, until an old man said: "Ghost face scholar."
Three hundred years ago, after the last battle with the god emperor, he disappeared into the world. Unexpectedly, he was still alive and appeared here.
Above the high wall, waves raged, and the discussion became louder, and people showed their surprise and looked at the man who came out in disbelief.
Ghost face scholar, that's a genius who lived with the god emperor in the same era!
He is still alive.
"The son of the god emperor." Guimian Shusheng said, his tone was deep and hoarse, with an indescribable dryness, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
It's hard to hear.
Li Heng smiled lightly: "Yes."
The ghost face scholar said again: "Do you know who I am?"
Li Heng replied: "I don't know, and I am not in the mood to care. If you are here to challenge me, you can do it now. If not, please get out of the way."
The words are calm and direct.
Because he doesn't know who the person in front of him is, he speaks without hesitation. Of course, even if he knows, he will still say that.
You are the venerable, and so is Lao Tzu. Why should you be afraid of you?
The people on the high wall didn't have such thoughts. They were shocked and shocked until Li Heng said these words, making waves in his heart, catching his breath, and staring at this place.
The genius of the same age as the god emperor has lived to the present and now faces the son of the god emperor. What kind of picture is this like?
Destined to bleed.
The Seventh Prince actually dared to talk to the ghost face scholar like this.
"In those days, even your father dared not talk to me like this." He sneered, his clean face showed chills, his eyes were deep, like a vast starry sky, unfathomable.
Oh?
Li Heng seemed to understand: "So, you and my dad are strong in the same era?"
The ghost face scholar sneered: "Not bad."
Gee!
Li Heng smiled brightly: "It doesn't look very good! My old father has already professed God, you still look like a ghost."
Everyone; "..."
This is a very realistic question, but when it is spoken in front of the ghost face scholar, that level of meaning will change.
Provocation, ridicule, ridicule...
He seemed to be laughing at a past genius, and he didn't bother with a person like him, and was suspected of relying on the old and selling the old.
But Li Heng didn't know how powerful the ghost face scholar was. The god emperor who had not yet been proclaimed to the gods regarded him as a great enemy, and all the emperor's favored sons were like this.
Even in that era, the world thought that the ghost-faced scholars must have embarked on the road to the gods.
It is a pity that in a battle, he lost to the god emperor because of his arrogance. Since then, the shadow of the god emperor has been buried in his heart.
In order to stabilize his Dao Xin, he chose to retreat, but after leaving the customs, the world changed drastically, the realm of the god emperor advanced by leaps and bounds, and the distance between the two became larger and larger.
The Ghost Face Scholar was helpless.
No one can understand that his mood at the time was obviously the best in the world, but he lost in a mess. In the end, the god emperor proclaimed the gods, and he still stayed in the realm of the venerable.
This is sad.
Therefore, after failing that challenge three hundred years ago, he went into hiding.
Staying in that dark world, no practice, no progress, relying on the darkness to numb yourself...
Until a long, long time later, Taibai Sword God stepped in there again and brought a piece of news.
He is very interested.
"I hate your father. He destroyed my Dao Xin and ruined everything about me. I regard him as a lifelong enemy, but after that day, he has never looked at me directly." The ghost face book became savage and his tone was harsh. .
"It's because you were born in the same age as my father. If you were born in this world, you probably won't even have the chance to shoot." Li Heng's mouth raised slightly and said lightly.
This sentence is arrogant.
But the King of Medicine in his body is very clear that Li Heng is not arrogant, but is telling a fact.
In two years, I stepped into the realm of the venerable from scratch. No one in this world can do it. There is no one before, and there is no one to come.
He is the only one.
The only one in the world, the only one in the past and the future.
Even Medicine King has no doubt that his future achievements will be higher than that of the god emperor and above all living beings.
Ha ha!
Hearing these words, I don't know why, everyone has the urge to slap him to death, which is too arrogant and shameless.
He is just the son of the god emperor, not the god emperor, do you really think he is invincible?
However, the ghost face scholar was very calm and did not get angry: "Someone told me that you are arrogant, and I still don't believe it very much. Now... I believe it."
Buzzing!
Li Heng pulled out the giant fault, pointed at each other from a distance, and said softly: "My father defeated you. That's history. Today, you will see a recurrence of history."
A careless word echoed in the fortress, everyone could hear clearly, even the sword god Taibai who was hiding in the dark frowned.
Whether in the past or now, he has never put Li Heng in his eyes, but now... At this moment, he has Li Heng in his eyes.
"Three hundred years ago, I was defeated by the god emperor, and I was unwilling to do so. Now three hundred years later, the god emperor's sons have swung their swords at me." Ghost face scholar sneered, "If you kneel here and intercede with me, I can Leave a whole body of you, if not, the one who returns to Chaotianmen will be a shattered bone."
"It's a big breath." Li Heng was vaguely angry, and the giant fault in his hand was shaking, as if he was going to be out of the sheath in the next moment.
This is the first time he is eager to fight in two years.
That kind of desire is not a simple killing, but a battle to truly show oneself.
The giant que shook, and the sound of the sword rang echoed out.
Li Heng opened his eyes, and a powerful force burst out from his body, overwhelming the river, flooding every inch of the sword with flesh and blood, and the body of the giant sword.
Without waiting for the ghost face book student to make a sound, he immediately killed him: "Although the world is big, I only have one sword, but my sword is tens of thousands of miles, can you stop it?"
The violent power, the majestic sword intent, and the heavy divine power like a mountain, all erupted at this moment, wantonly in the world, as if it was not Li Heng who shot, but a god.
That kind of breath.
That kind of power...
Everyone on the high wall was suffocated.