"If I ask you to take action, you probably won't have a chance to take action. You'd better take action first!"

Zhou Heng disdains to take advantage of this.

"Arrogant!"

Wen Jie smiled coldly, suddenly approached Zhou Heng, waved his right hand suddenly, and a buzzing sword sound, and a sharp edge slashed towards Zhou Heng's shoulder.

"bite!"

Zhou Heng slid his right hand slightly, his index finger and middle finger slightly separated, which was just right to clamp Wen Jie's sword.

"It's quite fast, but the power seems to be almost there."

Zhou Heng commented.

"It's too early to say this now, right?"

A trace of coldness appeared on Wen Jie's gentle and jade-like face. The sound of sword sound suddenly erupted, and countless sharp sword lights burst out from the sword body. Each sword light was enough to easily tear apart the body of the ninth level of the Holy Realm.

Even a strong man who entered the holy realm would not dare to resist with his body when facing so many sword lights.

What's more, he blessed the sword intent inside, and his power was far above that of the sword cultivator who had comprehended the sword light.

He admitted Zhou Heng's strength, but clamping his sword with his two fingers was definitely Zhou Heng's mistake.

Zhou Heng must pay a huge price for his arrogance.

"Young Master Zhou underestimates the enemy too much!"

He Hongzhuo, not far away, couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Zhou Heng was too arrogant.

The sharpness of the sword light mixed with sword intent is conceivable?

Not to mention that Zhou Heng has suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of entering the Saint Realm, even in the middle stage of entering the Saint Realm at the peak, he should not underestimate his enemy so much.

The cultivation level of entering the middle stage of the holy realm does not mean that there is a physical body that enters the middle stage of the holy realm.

Physical cultivation and qi cultivation are completely different.

Although when refining qi, every time you make a breakthrough, it will lead to the improvement of your physical cultivation.

However, for Qi Refining Cultivators, their physical body is far less powerful than Qi Refining Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultiv

It is already very good for a strong Qi-refining person who enters the holy realm to reach the holy realm.

Therefore, in his opinion, Zhou Heng's fingers may not be able to be protected.

Of course, this injury is nothing to a powerful man entering the holy realm. He only needs to spend a little essence and blood to recover.

"Innocent!"

Nezha glanced at He Hongzhuo.

Just a sword beam is worthy of hurting his Majesty?

It's simply funny!

He Hongzhuo was embarrassed.

"Is my father wrong?" He Jianing was a little dissatisfied.

"Jianning, shut up!"

He Hongzhuo was almost frightened to death.

Nezha is a quasi-saint realm!

If they were angry, the father and daughter would die without a place to bury them.

No matter how arrogant He Hongzhuo is, he dare not say that he can match the quasi-saint realm!

"father!"

He Jianing looked at He Hongzhuo blankly. Since childhood, He Hongzhuo has always been very doting on her and has never been so strict.

He Hongzhuo ignored his daughter and bowed to Nezha in fear and fear, "The little girl is innocent, I hope you will forgive me!"

"I am not that stingy." Nezha said lightly. He didn't do anything to He Jianing because of a word.

"Thank you, sir!"

He Hongzhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Tong Fu, who was standing beside him, shrank slightly after seeing this scene.

From the beginning, he had a bold guess in his heart.

Now, this speculation is probably enough to be confirmed.

Nezha is the quasi-saint realm!

However, based on his observation of Nezha, it is enough to confirm that Nezha is less than ten thousand years old.

A quasi-holy realm that is less than ten thousand years old?

This is a true Taoist body!

It's not even an ordinary Taoist body.

In fact, even Nezha in his previous life was only about two thousand years old.

After being summoned to this world, under the influence of the system, the age of every god and demon was marked below one thousand years old.

As for ordinary people like Liu Bowen, they are only a few decades old.

If this data is detected, it will be scary.

However, the method of observing qi can only observe one approximate view, and it depends on the cultivation level of the observer.

The higher the cultivation level of the observer, the more blurred the age he is observed.

There is no way to detect your true age.

It just needs special instruments.

He Jianing also opened his eyes wide. When has she seen her father look so nervous?

And at this moment, the scene on the martial arts training ground shocked everyone.

Countless sword lights were raging. At such a close distance, even the body of a strong man in the middle stage of the Holy Realm would be fuzzy without pursuing the defense of the holy power, and even two fingers were destined to be unable to protect him.

But what they saw now was that Zhou Heng was completely unscathed.

The raging sword energy could not hurt him at all.

"How is that possible?"

He Hongzhuo and the others couldn't help but speak out in horror.

"Fuss!"

But Sun Wukong and the others were very calm.

They had known from a long time that Zhou Heng had cultivated his body and had extremely strong attainments, not weaker than his qi cultivation.

Now Zhou Heng's cultivation has broken through to the middle stage of entering the holy realm. Even though his physical strength is different from his Qi refining cultivation, he is definitely comparable to entering the holy realm.

At the same level, it is impossible to tear apart the body of a strong body who is refining at the same level.

Unless it is with the help of magic weapons themselves.

However, with Zhou Heng's current physical strength, unless it is a pseudo-innate treasure, even an ordinary top-quality spiritual treasure will not be able to hurt him.

"How is that possible?"

Wen Jie, as the person involved, also widened his eyes.

Is this physical body a bit too strong?

"Sword Cultivator is indeed good, but the magic weapon in your hand is not good. It's still a little bit worse to break my body." Zhou Heng was a little too calm and was stating an objective fact, but this statement fell into Wen Jie's ears, which was no different from humiliation.

"you……"

Wen Jie's face turned red and he was about to say something.

As a result, as soon as I said a word, a heart-wrenching pain came from my abdomen.

Then, he flew.

"Dong!"

Wen Jie had an intimate contact with the ground covered by black cloud iron, and his internal organs rolled like a flood.

"You're defeated!"

Zhou Heng did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but just stood calmly.

"I...I haven't lost yet!"

Wen Jie's sword tip was facing down, trying to support himself to stand up.

As a sword cultivator, he did not allow himself to defeat like this.

"Futility!"
To be continued...