Chapter 99 Meeting the Vice Sect Master, An Heng Speaks Surprisingly
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Xuan Er
"What are you all looking at me for?"
An Heng pouted, and said: "Hurry up and clean the battlefield? Isn't it a Martial Immortal? You wait, I will be a Martial Immortal in a short time, don't be afraid."
"puff……"
More than a dozen Martial Emperors and thousands of Martial Kings were all amused.
"Okay, then we will wait for you to become a Martial Immortal and save our human race." Li Zhan couldn't help but said.
But think about it, what if what the other party said is just bluffing?
But the previous hundreds of caves changed...
Hope it's fake?
One hundred pieces of sixth-grade high-level spiritual weapons, one hundred pieces of sixth-grade high-level spirit armor!
An Heng found Lin Lei quietly, and asked in a low voice, "Instructor, how many points can I exchange for a sixth-grade high-level spiritual weapon?"
"It should be about [-] million?" Linley thought about it and said.
"That one hundred pieces is 100 billion points." An Heng muttered to himself, and asked again: "Instructor, what about the sixth-grade high-level spiritual armor? How many points can I exchange for?"
Linley's eyelids twitched and he said:
"Lingjia is about ten times more expensive, more than a billion points."
"More than one billion! Isn't that one hundred pieces more than 1000 billion?"
"..."
Linley fell silent, feeling inexplicably sad.
Think of him as an imposing six-star Martial Emperor, for more than 20 years, he has not earned tens of billions of points.
This kid came to the burrow once, and he got [-] billion points? What's even more irritating is that he said it in front of his face.
Is it showing off?
"Instructor, does this battle for the Catacombs count as a great achievement?" An Heng said with a smile, "Can I exchange it for this..."
"Stop!"
Linley gritted his teeth, he couldn't let him hear those four words, otherwise his heart would collapse.
"Anheng, I don't know about this. Oops, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, okay, okay, I still have something to do, so I'll go first, bye."
"Hey, instructor"
An Heng scratched his head, his eyes lit up instantly, and he walked over to Li Zhan, "Instructor, instructor."
"I'm sorry, An Heng, I still have things to do, so I'll take a step forward." Li Zhan squeezed out a smile.
An Heng looked left and right, and the dozen or so Martial Emperors who had gathered together just now were gone...
What's the situation?
"Will you come with me?"
At this moment, Qingfeng Li came slowly and said with a smile: "The deputy sect master is waiting for you."
"!!!"
An Heng's eyes suddenly brightened.
"call…..…"
Watching Li Qingfeng leave with An Heng, all the Martial Emperors heaved a sigh of relief.
"I said, isn't it good for us to do this?" Liu Yang said.
"Yes, is it a bit?" Li Zhan hesitated.
"But if you don't avoid this kid, I think it will be us who will feel worse later."
"I think so too."
"One hundred pieces of sixth-grade high-level..." Before Song Gang could finish speaking, a group of people beside him covered his mouth.
"Please, stop talking."
.
.......
Outside the caves of Jianyang City.
It was still a scene of tragedy, and the wounded were constantly being carried out of the burrow.
There was a smile on everyone's face.
Because just now, they got the news that the demons retreated.
Terran, win!
Many old and weak women and children also stood by the roadside, eagerly waiting.
Anheng didn't have time to take a few more glances when a voice rang in his ear.
"Hurry up."
In the next moment, An Heng only felt the whistling wind blowing past his ears, and he barely opened his eyes.
He is actually flying!
"Hehe, are you surprised?"
Li Qingfeng smiled and said: "After you reach the Martial Emperor Realm, you can also fly in the air. Some flying skills even allow you to fly hundreds of miles in a second."
"Will the Martial Emperor Realm be enough?"
An Heng was overjoyed, he was an eight-star Martial King now, and this time with [-] billion points, he would definitely be able to reach the Martial King Realm.
"Well, when you reach the eighth rank Martial Saint, you can teleport directly like the sect master."
Having said that, he paused.
Just after defeating the demons, he left the burrow, received an order from the deputy gatekeeper Gu Changfeng, and at the same time got news.
The news about the No.13 Martial Immortal of the Demon Race is absolutely true...
If, if there is more time, Anheng should be able to grow stronger, right?
Pity.
2 minutes passed, and the base of the gatekeeper in Qingyun City was already in sight.
From the Cave of Jianyang City to Qingyun City, tens of thousands of miles away.
Qingfeng Li led the way, all the way unimpeded, all the way to the outside of the meeting room last time.
"go in."
Qingfeng Li smiled slightly, and said, "I'll be leaving first."
"Thank you Deacon."
An Heng quickly thanked him.
Watching the other party leave, An Heng pushed open the door, looked at the gentle man inside, and said with a smile: "Master, do you see me this time?"
"All right."
Gu Changfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You did really well this time. I've already heard Qingfeng mention the detailed process. Even I can't match you if you can comprehend sword intent at the Martial King Realm?"
"Where, sect master, you are too modest." An Heng said awkwardly.
Although the Seven Kills Saber Art is perfect, strictly speaking, he does not understand the sword intent, because the Seven Kills Saber Art needs to be attacked once, and the killing intent will be strong. To trigger it, there are conditions.
"Okay, to make a long story short, cough cough cough." Qi Changfeng coughed a few times suddenly, his face turned pale.
"Master, are you injured?"
An Heng was startled.
"It's just a small injury," Qi Changfeng waved his hand, and said, "In view of your outstanding performance this time, the sect master specially approved that you can choose two of the remaining nine peerless exercises."
"Two, two parts?" An Heng was startled.
"Hehehe, to tell you the truth, I was injured this time because I went to attack the No. 13 Martial Immortal of the Demon Race. It's a pity.... If our human race can't appear in the No. 13 within one month In the words of Martial Immortal, the human race..."
"I understand."
An Heng nodded.
If the human race is wiped out, it will be useless to keep these peerless skills.
"Well, let's take a look. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can also hurry up and ask me."
"Master, I have a question right now."
"Well, you say."
"Then the remaining nine peerless exercises, can you give me all of them?" An Heng said surprisingly.
An Heng pouted, and said: "Hurry up and clean the battlefield? Isn't it a Martial Immortal? You wait, I will be a Martial Immortal in a short time, don't be afraid."
"puff……"
More than a dozen Martial Emperors and thousands of Martial Kings were all amused.
"Okay, then we will wait for you to become a Martial Immortal and save our human race." Li Zhan couldn't help but said.
But think about it, what if what the other party said is just bluffing?
But the previous hundreds of caves changed...
Hope it's fake?
One hundred pieces of sixth-grade high-level spiritual weapons, one hundred pieces of sixth-grade high-level spirit armor!
An Heng found Lin Lei quietly, and asked in a low voice, "Instructor, how many points can I exchange for a sixth-grade high-level spiritual weapon?"
"It should be about [-] million?" Linley thought about it and said.
"That one hundred pieces is 100 billion points." An Heng muttered to himself, and asked again: "Instructor, what about the sixth-grade high-level spiritual armor? How many points can I exchange for?"
Linley's eyelids twitched and he said:
"Lingjia is about ten times more expensive, more than a billion points."
"More than one billion! Isn't that one hundred pieces more than 1000 billion?"
"..."
Linley fell silent, feeling inexplicably sad.
Think of him as an imposing six-star Martial Emperor, for more than 20 years, he has not earned tens of billions of points.
This kid came to the burrow once, and he got [-] billion points? What's even more irritating is that he said it in front of his face.
Is it showing off?
"Instructor, does this battle for the Catacombs count as a great achievement?" An Heng said with a smile, "Can I exchange it for this..."
"Stop!"
Linley gritted his teeth, he couldn't let him hear those four words, otherwise his heart would collapse.
"Anheng, I don't know about this. Oops, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, okay, okay, I still have something to do, so I'll go first, bye."
"Hey, instructor"
An Heng scratched his head, his eyes lit up instantly, and he walked over to Li Zhan, "Instructor, instructor."
"I'm sorry, An Heng, I still have things to do, so I'll take a step forward." Li Zhan squeezed out a smile.
An Heng looked left and right, and the dozen or so Martial Emperors who had gathered together just now were gone...
What's the situation?
"Will you come with me?"
At this moment, Qingfeng Li came slowly and said with a smile: "The deputy sect master is waiting for you."
"!!!"
An Heng's eyes suddenly brightened.
"call…..…"
Watching Li Qingfeng leave with An Heng, all the Martial Emperors heaved a sigh of relief.
"I said, isn't it good for us to do this?" Liu Yang said.
"Yes, is it a bit?" Li Zhan hesitated.
"But if you don't avoid this kid, I think it will be us who will feel worse later."
"I think so too."
"One hundred pieces of sixth-grade high-level..." Before Song Gang could finish speaking, a group of people beside him covered his mouth.
"Please, stop talking."
.
.......
Outside the caves of Jianyang City.
It was still a scene of tragedy, and the wounded were constantly being carried out of the burrow.
There was a smile on everyone's face.
Because just now, they got the news that the demons retreated.
Terran, win!
Many old and weak women and children also stood by the roadside, eagerly waiting.
Anheng didn't have time to take a few more glances when a voice rang in his ear.
"Hurry up."
In the next moment, An Heng only felt the whistling wind blowing past his ears, and he barely opened his eyes.
He is actually flying!
"Hehe, are you surprised?"
Li Qingfeng smiled and said: "After you reach the Martial Emperor Realm, you can also fly in the air. Some flying skills even allow you to fly hundreds of miles in a second."
"Will the Martial Emperor Realm be enough?"
An Heng was overjoyed, he was an eight-star Martial King now, and this time with [-] billion points, he would definitely be able to reach the Martial King Realm.
"Well, when you reach the eighth rank Martial Saint, you can teleport directly like the sect master."
Having said that, he paused.
Just after defeating the demons, he left the burrow, received an order from the deputy gatekeeper Gu Changfeng, and at the same time got news.
The news about the No.13 Martial Immortal of the Demon Race is absolutely true...
If, if there is more time, Anheng should be able to grow stronger, right?
Pity.
2 minutes passed, and the base of the gatekeeper in Qingyun City was already in sight.
From the Cave of Jianyang City to Qingyun City, tens of thousands of miles away.
Qingfeng Li led the way, all the way unimpeded, all the way to the outside of the meeting room last time.
"go in."
Qingfeng Li smiled slightly, and said, "I'll be leaving first."
"Thank you Deacon."
An Heng quickly thanked him.
Watching the other party leave, An Heng pushed open the door, looked at the gentle man inside, and said with a smile: "Master, do you see me this time?"
"All right."
Gu Changfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You did really well this time. I've already heard Qingfeng mention the detailed process. Even I can't match you if you can comprehend sword intent at the Martial King Realm?"
"Where, sect master, you are too modest." An Heng said awkwardly.
Although the Seven Kills Saber Art is perfect, strictly speaking, he does not understand the sword intent, because the Seven Kills Saber Art needs to be attacked once, and the killing intent will be strong. To trigger it, there are conditions.
"Okay, to make a long story short, cough cough cough." Qi Changfeng coughed a few times suddenly, his face turned pale.
"Master, are you injured?"
An Heng was startled.
"It's just a small injury," Qi Changfeng waved his hand, and said, "In view of your outstanding performance this time, the sect master specially approved that you can choose two of the remaining nine peerless exercises."
"Two, two parts?" An Heng was startled.
"Hehehe, to tell you the truth, I was injured this time because I went to attack the No. 13 Martial Immortal of the Demon Race. It's a pity.... If our human race can't appear in the No. 13 within one month In the words of Martial Immortal, the human race..."
"I understand."
An Heng nodded.
If the human race is wiped out, it will be useless to keep these peerless skills.
"Well, let's take a look. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can also hurry up and ask me."
"Master, I have a question right now."
"Well, you say."
"Then the remaining nine peerless exercises, can you give me all of them?" An Heng said surprisingly.
