Chapter 007: The Little Girl

However, it is not entirely his fault. If it were on the plains, he could catch Huang Zheng with just a wave of his hand. Yet, in this capital city, under the cover of night, Huang Zheng deliberately chose streets with twists and turns, making it only now that he has managed to close the distance to within a hundred zhang.

Huang Zheng stepped back several paces, without a moment's thought, he turned and leaped into the darkness

"Heaven and Earth Take Immortal Arts?" Huang Zheng had heard this name before, and even before the large hand arrived, his scalp had already begun to tingle.

With a loud bang, it struck precisely on Mo Qianheng's large hand, which shattered instantly, causing Huang Zheng to fall heavily to the ground.

Mo Qianheng, what are you doing? The girl in white is actually a master from the "Shentong Sect," one of the six major mysterious sects in the world, and she is also at the initial stage of Qi cultivation, just like Yun Wuxue.

Yun Wuxue's expression resembles that of a noble princess bestowing charity upon a worldly beggar

The overwhelming divine consciousness pursued from behind

Huang Zhengyi, unwavering in his resolve, extended his hand and delivered a punch, "Bang!", striking precisely on Fang Yuan's head

He hurriedly took a path without discretion and arrived at a wide avenue that could accommodate eight horses side by side

However, unfortunately, after one strike, his strength was insufficient to deliver another blow. He would need at least ten breaths; now, he requires at least ten breaths to gather enough power to form another blade.

At this point, is there only the option to fight? Huang Zheng, at the brink of life and death, remained surprisingly calm. Aware that he could not match his opponent's strength, he decided to seek external assistance. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a grand mansion ahead, its opulence and splendor rivaling that of the Fang residence.

"Arrogance" enraged Mo Qianheng

Thus, a red mark was struck on his forehead

I, Huang Zhengbing, uphold the will of the Celestial Emperor and the Divine King. How can a mere wretch like you make me bow down?

Last time, at the city gate, a soldier fired a signal flare, which allowed Mo Qianmo to locate Huang Zheng's position

It is done. Mo Qianheng was overjoyed

Like the wrath of the heavens, the decree of the celestial lord, the sword of demon slaying that governs the universe

Hahaha, well said, well said. Young brother truly expresses the heartfelt feelings of us men. As the saying goes, "Pity the hearts of parents everywhere." In our eyes, apart from our parents, who else is worthy of our kneeling.

"Divine power is divine power; how can one understand the vast difference between realms?" As Mo Qianheng coldly laughed, he was deeply shocked by Huang Zheng's strike.

This Mo Qianheng has come to take him to the Tian Ce Alliance; if he dies here, the Fang family will also suffer greatly

Do you want to run? At this moment, Mo Qianmo was less than a hundred zhang away from Huang Zheng. As a practitioner in the early stage of Qi cultivation, it was already quite embarrassing to have chased someone in the late stage of divine power for so long. If his fellow disciples found out, he would be ridiculed to death.

This is one of the great abilities of the Heavenly Strategy Alliance. As long as the location is locked, even in the early stages of Qi cultivation, one can capture someone from several dozen miles away

Time is life; he has finally come to understand the meaning of this phrase

A golden light soared into the sky before Fang Yuan.

He rolled over and found himself leaning against the wall of that large mansion

Yun Wuxue's face bore no expression at all; in fact, she was extraordinarily beautiful. Coupled with her flowing white attire, she appeared exceptionally elegant and refined

This time he directly locked on, before his large hand arrived, his true form was already getting closer.

"How outrageous! Do we, the Shentong Sect, need to report to your Tian Ce Alliance for taking in a few disciples in the Great Chu?"

Fang Yuan came to his senses, touched a jade talisman on his chest, and then suddenly awakened: "Master, Master?"

Where is this? Huang, shrouded in the night, could not find the direction to the capital at all. He usually practiced his skills at home, and in the residence, he had never ventured far in the vast capital.

Boom! At this moment, he broke through to the late stage of divine power on https://www.hetushu.com. Within his body, blood was burning, and power was surging. Crack, crack, crack! Mo Qian was dumbfounded as he watched his own restraints shatter inch by inch.

Just because she saved him, Huang Zheng, who had a slight affection for her, was instantly filled with rage.

Huang Zheng believes that as long as his divine consciousness envelops the man in black, he will immediately be able to learn the supreme supernatural powers of the man in black

Moreover, I have only learned the supernatural powers of the Yellow-clad man. Look at that Black-clad man; his earlier roar was even more powerful than that of the Yellow-clad man. What kind of supernatural powers does he possess?

However, today, firstly, I am in the capital, and secondly, capturing Huang Zhengcai is the priority. Therefore, I do not wish to unleash my wrath on Yun Wuxue, to avoid causing trouble

As long as he is given enough time, he believes that in the future, it is possible to attack the Heavenly Strategy Alliance.

"Kneel down, your name is Huang Zheng, right?" Yun Wuxue's face remained expressionless: "Kneel down and bow to me, and I will accept you as a named disciple of our Shentong Sect. Mo Qianheng will not be able to do anything to you."

You actually called me a little girl? I rushed here at the first opportunity to save you, granting you a tremendous favor, the chance to enter the mystical realm? You actually called me a little girl?

The Shentong Sect and the Tiance Alliance have been vying for the title of the foremost mystical sect in the world for countless years, engaging in both open and covert conflicts. They are mortal enemies, and when their disciples meet, it is marked by intense rivalry and jealousy.

This was Huang Zhengyou's intention to kill him, as he struck a knife at the center of his brow

These mysterious sects are more arrogant than the last, and in their eyes, we ordinary people are even inferior to pigs and dogs

The secular world refers to those in the Divine Power Realm as warriors, while the Mystical Sect designates those who enter the Divine Power Realm as Mystics

"What are you asking me for? I am capturing people for the Heavenly Strategy Alliance; what does it have to do with you?" Mo Qianheng had long since been filled with rage.

This strike is masterfully executed, leaving no place to hide, with a speed that is astonishingly swift and an incredible power

Rest assured, he cannot escape. Mo Qianheng's determination to capture Huang Zheng intensified. Without further ado, he swiftly moved, darting into the night in pursuit of Huang Zheng.

One Finger Demon-Slaying Blade

However, with Huang Zhengxian's skill, he merely left a red mark on the forehead of the master of cultivating energy.

A colossal hand tore through the air with a deafening roar, arriving to overshadow the sky

The Shentong Sect and the Tiance Alliance each accept only one disciple per year in the Great Chu Dynasty. If it weren't for the knowledge that Mo Qianheng is present, she would truly be too lazy to come here

What?" Mo Qianheng was instantly filled with rage

Huang is sprinting, and the golden blood within him flows like an ancient dragon, surging and rushing, providing him with immense strength

Mo Qianheng is incredibly powerful; even in the early stages of cultivating his energy, his body has already been refined to the level of a mid-grade magical artifact. His sword energy is only comparable to that of a mid-grade magical artifact as well. When it comes to mid-grade against mid-grade, a few strikes will certainly be ineffective

With a loud "thud!", Mo Qianheng's figure shot across like a falling meteor.

The cloud shows no snow and offers no respect: "This young man is the disciple we, the Divine Power Sect, are to accept this year. Mo Qianheng, you may leave now"

Divine Power Sect? Cloud Without Snow?

Young Master Long Er, with a glint of brilliance in his eyes, beckoned a nearby attendant and whispered something unknown. Immediately, the attendant vanished into the night.

The realm of divine power for a practitioner is merely to strengthen their physical strength and enhance their punching power. Upon reaching the Bone Refinement stage, their bones become tough, comparable to inferior-grade magical artifacts. Then, in the Qi Cultivation stage, they can condense Qi within their body, continuously tempering their physical form, with the strength of their flesh approaching that of mid-grade magical artifacts.

A beam of brilliance pierced through the night sky.

A wisp of divine thought, like a curse that confounds the mind, penetrated Huang Zheng's consciousness word by word

"Oh no" Huang Zheng turned around to see a large hand moving with incredible speed, like a powerful arrow shot from a crossbow, whistling through the air

But he knows that it is impossible to have ten breaths and the time for a picture book, and even if he were given that time, it would not be enough to kill Mo Qianheng

I want to escape, I want to leave first, as long as I can flee from the capital, the sky is high and the earth is vast, with the powers within me, I will eventually be able to return and take revenge.

However, Mo Qianheng did not give him any time at all

If a practitioner in the Bone Refinement stage were here, they would likely be pierced through by Huang Zheng's blade, resulting in immediate death

"I'm done for." Huang Zheng exerted force with his foot, his body darting forward without a care for anything else as he headed towards the grand mansion

At the very moment he was suppressed to the ground, the noble blood within him seemed to be insulted as well; the golden blood was boiling, power surged, and in the depths of his being, two peculiar thoughts roared in fury.

Little brother, I feel as if we have known each other for a long time. This character, held in your hand, signifies that upon leaving the capital, you will be free to soar high in the sky and leap freely in the vast sea. No one in the capital will be able to trouble you again

No one can describe how fast this knife is.

In the night, the grand mansion was unexpectedly ablaze with lights, subtly reminiscent of the bustling Tianxiang Building on the main street

With a whoosh, a surge of righteous energy soared into the sky from the courtyard behind Huang Zheng, shining brightly in the night.

Mo Qianheng has been cultivating his energy for twenty years, and his physical strength is already comparable to that of an average mid-grade magical artifact. Huang Zheng's single finger strike is equivalent to a blow from a mid-grade magical artifact

Now, he needs to survive first; only then will he have enough time to increase his strength

A painting scroll flew out from the courtyard and fell into Huang Zheng's hands

"Boldly," Yun Wuxue shouted.

Huang Zhengyi let out a furious roar, resonating through the nine heavens

Huang Zhenggen simply has no time to pay attention to him

Huang Zheng suddenly leaped up and pointed with his right finger

Master?" Fang Yuan shouted in terror, his voice still echoing.

Kill, kill, kill, I am the Demon King of the Gods, who is trampling on my dignity, kill him, kill his entire family, nothing can compensate for his wrongdoing

However, Mo www.hetushu.com.com Qianheng was still shocked. In the late stage of divine power, how could one deliver a blow surpassing the level of bone refining

The Emperor of the Immortals, with supreme majesty, who is it, who dares to provoke the dignity of the Immortal Emperor? This is a capital offense, an unforgivable crime

If there are dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of knives, even a collision could shatter his body completely

I clearly heard that this year you are supposed to recruit Long Teng, the eldest son of Long Qijian, in Da Chu. How did it change to Huang Zheng? Is that little bastard Long Zhong trying to sabotage my good fortune?

The little girl? Yun Wuxue's expression changed dramatically, her face turning ashen.

Under the heavens, all are but ants. Huang, surrender your resistance.

I, Huang Zheng, kneel before my father and mother; apart from this, do not say it is you, little girl, even if it were heaven and earth or the king, it would be impossible for me to kneel.

Wow!

In the initial stage of cultivating energy, the spiritual consciousness extends for a thousand zhang. Mo Qianmo, still a thousand zhang away, has already firmly directed his spiritual consciousness in this direction.

He is completely convinced that if Mo Qianmo catches up this time, he will surely be captured or killed by him. Although his supernatural powers surpass those of Mo Qianheng, the difference in their realms is too great, and facing him in a one-on-one battle would mean certain death.

However, her expression and manner of speaking are no different from Mo Qianheng's. In their eyes, ordinary people are equivalent to ants, and they wouldn't even spare a glance at them.

"Cough, cough, I'm fine, this little beast." Mo Qianheng turned over and sat up, a red mark already appearing on his brow.

How is it possible? A mere God Power Stage, how could it possibly break the restrictions of the Nurturing Qi Stage? Mo Qianheng was once again astonished by Huang Zheng.

In an instant, the large hand caught up and firmly grasped Huang Zheng.

Huang Zheng's hurried figure suddenly slowed down

The "little beast" Mo Qianheng drew closer, and with a mere thought, he locked onto Huang Zheng's position

Before him, shadows flickered as Mo Qianheng and a girl in white appeared.