Huang Zheng didn't have time to talk to him at all.
The moment he was suppressed and fell to the ground, the incomparably noble blood in his body seemed to be insulted, the golden blood was boiling, the power was surging, and there were two strange thoughts roaring in the dark.
"The Emperor of Immortals, supreme majesty, who, who is provoking the majesty of the Immortal Emperor, this is a capital crime, an unforgivable capital crime."
"Kill, kill, kill, I am the devil king of the gods, who is trampling on my dignity, killing him, killing his whole family, can't make up for his fault."
I, Huang Zheng, obey the will of the Immortal Emperor and the God King, how can you let me climb down, you little bitch
"Wow!"
Huang Zheng roared angrily, and the sound moved nine days.
"Boom!" At this moment, he broke through to the late stage of divine power in one fell swoop, and in his body, burning blood, galloping power, Kakaka, Mo Qianheng stared dumbfounded at his own restraints being shattered inch by inch.
How can it be? How could a small period of divine power break the restriction of the nourishing period? Mo Qianheng was stunned by Huang Zheng again.
"One-finger Demon Slayer Knife!"
Huang Zheng jumped up suddenly, pointing to the right.
Like the wrath of the sky, the will of the immortal king, the sword of killing demons that dominates the world.
No one can describe how fast this knife is.
There was only a "plop!", and Mo Qianheng's figure flew away like a falling meteor.
"Master?" Fang Yuan yelled in horror, and the voice didn't stop.
Huang Zheng didn't do anything, stretched out his hand and punched "Bang!", hitting Fang Yuan's head just right.
"Wow..." a golden light soared into the sky in front of Fangyuan.
Huang Zheng took a few steps back and forth, without even thinking about it, he turned around and jumped into the darkness.
Fang Yuan came back to his senses, touched a jade talisman on his chest, and then woke up suddenly: "Master, Master?"
This Mo Qianheng came to take him to the Tiance League, if he died here, their Fang family would be miserable.
"Ahem, I'm fine, you little beast." Mo Qianheng rolled over and sat up, there was already a red mark between his eyebrows.
This was Huang Zheng's intention to kill him, and he stabbed him between the eyebrows.
But with Huang Zhengxian's current skill, he just made a red mark between the eyebrows of the Qi-nourishing master.
"Divine power is divine power, so how do you know the difference between a realm and a world?" While Mo Qianheng sneered, he was deeply shocked by Huang Zheng's knife.
This knife is ingenious, there is nowhere to hide, the speed is extremely fast, and the power is astonishing.
The common people refer to those in the realm of divine power as warriors, and they are Taoist, and they call those who have entered the realm of divine power called Xuanshi.
The divine power level of a Xuanshi is just to practice strength and improve the strength of fists. At the bone training level, the muscles and bones are strong, comparable to low-grade magic weapons. Then, when you reach the Qi-nourishing state, you can condense the energy in your body. You can temper your body every day, and the strength of your body can reach the middle-level level. magic weapon.
Mo Qianheng has been in the early stage of nourishing qi for twenty years, and his physical strength is already equivalent to that of an ordinary middle-grade magic weapon. Huang Zheng's finger knife is also equivalent to a blow from a middle-grade magic weapon.
So there was a red mark between his eyebrows.
But Mo Qianheng was still shocked. In the later stage of supernatural power, how could he hit a blow that is more than bone training
If a Xuanshi in the bone training period was here, he might have been stabbed through by Huang Zheng and died on the spot.
"Don't worry, he won't be able to escape." Mo Qianheng's desire to capture Huang Zheng alive was even more serious, so he didn't say much, and with a flash of his body, whoosh, he chased Huang Zheng into the night.
The Second Young Master Long, his eyes sparkling, stretched out his hand to beckon a follower beside him, whispered something in a low voice, and immediately this follower also disappeared into the night.
Huang was galloping, and the golden blood in his body was like an ancient dragon, galloping and galloping, providing him with powerful strength.
But it's a pity that after one cut, his strength is not enough to make another cut, at least ten breaths are needed, and now he needs at least ten breaths to have the skill to condense into a knife again.
But he knew that it was impossible to give him ten breaths, and even if he was given, he would not be able to kill Mo Qianheng.
Mo Qianheng is too powerful, but in the early stage of nourishing Qi, he has already condensed his body to be the same as a middle-grade magic weapon, and his saber energy is only comparable to a middle-grade magic weapon. A middle-grade sword, one or two swords, is definitely useless.
If there are dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of knives, even a collision can smash his body into pieces.
I want to escape, I want to escape first, as long as I escape from the capital, I can kill him sooner or later with the supernatural power in my body.
Moreover, I just learned the supernatural powers of the man in yellow. Look at the man in black, the roar just now is still higher than that of the man in yellow. What will happen to his supernatural powers
Huang Zheng believed that as long as his spiritual thoughts covered the man in black, he could immediately learn the supernatural powers of the man in black.
Now, he needs to survive first, so that he will have enough time to increase his strength after the disaster.
Time, time is life, and now he finally understands the truth of this sentence.
As long as he is given enough time, he believes that it is possible to kill Tian Cemeng in the future.
However, Mo Qianheng didn't give him time at all.
"Huh" the overwhelming divine sense chased after him from behind.
In the early stage of nourishing qi, the spiritual sense is thousands of feet away, and Mo Qianmo is still thousands of feet away, and the spiritual sense has already firmly searched here.
"Where is this?" Huang Zheng was in the dark, and he couldn't find the direction of the capital at all. He usually practiced kung fu, in the mansion.
He panicked all the way and came to a road where eight horses could pass.
"Little beast" Mo Qianheng got closer, and locked onto Huang Zheng's position with a touch of his divine sense.
"Huh" an extremely huge hand roared through the air, covering the sky.
"Heaven and earth use fairy art?" Huang Zheng had heard the name before, his scalp had already started to tingle before the big hand came.
This is one of the great supernatural powers of the Tiance Alliance. As long as the position is locked, it can take people dozens of miles away in the early stage of nourishing Qi.
Last time, at the city gate, a soldier fired fireworks, and Mo Qianmo found Huang Zheng's location.
This time he locked directly, before the big hand arrived, his real body was getting closer and closer.
"Oops..." Huang Zheng looked back and saw that the big hand was moving so fast, like a crossbow's flying arrows whistling through the air.
He fully believed that if Mo Qianmo caught up again this time, he would definitely be captured or killed by him. Although his supernatural powers were better than Mo Qianheng's, his realm was too far behind.
"At this point, all we have to do is fight?" Huang Zheng was much calmer at the critical moment of life and death. He was incapable of fighting, so he had to resort to external forces. He glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw that the mansion in front of him was no less prosperous than Fang Mansion.
In the night, the mansion was brightly lit, faintly as bustling as the Tianxiang Building on the street.
"Fight." Huang Zheng kicked his feet hard, his body swished, and he walked towards the mansion without thinking about anything.
"Want to run?" At this time, Mo Qianmo was already less than a hundred feet away from Huang Zheng. It would be very embarrassing for him to chase after a divine power for so long in the early stage of nourishing his energy.
However, it's no wonder he, if it was plain, he would chase Huang Zheng with his hands raised, but in this capital city it was night, Huang Zheng specially picked the streets to turn, turning east and west, and only now did he get closer to within a hundred feet of chasing.
"Under the law of heaven, they are all ants. Huang Zheng should give up resisting."
A ray of divine thought, like a curse that confuses the soul, passed into Huang Zheng's mind word by word.
Huang Zheng's running figure suddenly slowed down.
"Huh..." the big hand caught up to him in an instant, and with a firm grab, Huang Zheng was caught in his hand.
"It's done." Mo Qianheng was overjoyed.
"Whoosh" a ray of light pierced through the sky in the night.
Then with a "bang!", it hit Mo Qianheng's big hand, and the big hand shattered instantly, and Huang Zheng fell heavily with another bang.
He rolled over and found that his back was against the wall of the mansion.
A figure flickered in front of him, and Mo Qianheng and a girl in white appeared in front of him.
"Spiritual Ability Sect? Yun Wuxue?"
"Mo Qianheng, what are you doing?" The white-clothed girl turned out to be a master of the "Supernatural Ability Sect" among the six great sects in the world, and Yun Wuxue was also in the early stage of Qi Cultivation.
Shentongjiao and Tiance League have been fighting openly and secretly for many years in order to compete for the number one sect in the world. They are mortal enemies in a deadly enmity.
"What am I asking you for? It's none of your business for me to arrest someone from the Tiance League?" Mo Qianheng thought that his anger had already erupted in the past.
But today, firstly, he was in the capital, and secondly, catching Huang Zheng was the real business, so he didn't want to get angry with Yun Wuxue, so as not to cause trouble.
But Yun Wuxue didn't show any face at all: "This young man is the disciple that our Shentong Sect will accept this year, Mo Qianheng, let's go."
"What?" Mo Qianheng was furious immediately.
"I clearly heard that the person you are going to recruit in Dachu this year is Long Teng, the eldest son of Long Qijian. Why did he become Huang Zheng again? Did that little beast, Long Zhong, ask you to spoil my good deed?"
"Bastard, how many disciples does our Shentong sect take in in Dachu, and we still have to report to your Tiance League?"
There was no expression on Yun Wuxue's face. In fact, she was unparalleled in beauty, and with the fluttering white dress, she looked very elegant and refined.
But her expression and speech are no different from Mo Qianheng's. In their eyes, worldly people are like ants, and they don't even look straight at them.
Shentongjiao and Tiance League only accept one disciple in the Great Chu Dynasty every year. If she didn't know that Mo Qianheng was here, she would be really lazy to come here.
"Kneel down, your name is Huang Zheng, right?" Yun Wuxue still had no expression on her face: "Kneel down and kowtow to me, accepting you as a registered disciple of our Shentong Sect, Mo Qianheng can't do anything to you."
Yun Wuxue's expression seemed to be giving alms to Huang Zheng, like a noble princess giving alms to a secular beggar.
Huang Zheng, who had a crush on her because she saved him just now, became furious in an instant.
These Xuanmen are more arrogant than the other, and we secular people are not as good as pigs or dogs in their eyes.
"I, Huang Zheng, kneel down to my father and kneel down to my mother. Apart from that, let alone you little girl, even heaven, earth and kings would not make me kneel down."
little girl? Yun Wuxue suddenly changed color, her face was livid.
You actually called me a little girl? I rushed to rescue you immediately, gave you a great gift, and gave you the chance to enter the Taoist sect? You actually called me a little girl
"Hahaha, well said, well said, little brother really expressed my love for a man and a child. The so-called pity for the parents of the world, in our eyes, who is worthy of our kneeling except parents."
Whoosh, in the compound behind Huang Zheng, a righteous energy surged into the sky, shining brightly in the night.
"Bah!" A pair of scrolls flew out of the courtyard and fell into Huang Zheng's hands.
"Little brother, I hit you off like old friends. You hold this word in your hand and leave the capital. From now on, the sky is high and you can fly. The sea is wide and the sea is wide enough for you to leap. In the capital, no one can embarrass you anymore."
"Arrogance" Mo Qianheng was furious.
"Bold" Yun Wuxue shouted angrily.