Chapter 101 Who dares to spy on me?

After reading the book a hundred times, its righteousness appeared. After reciting five bronze books, Yang Heng thought about it several times in his heart. Yang Heng was very looking forward to the wonderful ability he could gain after becoming a five prison-eating knife.

Hold the five bronze books, and Yang Heng kept thinking about the knife formula on the knife scriptures in his heart. After a faint self-confidence rose in his heart, he picked up the five prison devouring knives.

The five prison devouring knife is about 100 catties. On the body of the knife, there is a magical pattern flowing, layer by layer, like a wave in the sea. But the blade is extremely sharp, and the hair can be broken. A glance can even produce a palpitation. Yang Heng waved left and right twice, and the sharp blade cut the air. Between the rotation of the airflow, it made a whine sound, which was amazing.

"The breath on this five prison devouring knife seems to be ten times more fierce than ordinary weapons. No wonder it can affect the minds of scribes. The five prison devouring knife and the five prison devouring sword method should be closely related and used together. If the two are separated, I'm afraid the power of either of them will be reduced by half.

Yang Hengzi carefully felt the strange knife, and only felt an endless murderous spirit transmitted from the knife body, which gathered and did not disperse. This murderous spirit seemed to be perfectly integrated with this knife and became the soul of this knife.

You can imagine how much such a murderous spirit can have on the enemy in battle.

Feeling the power of this knife, Yang Heng is not so surprised that this knife can affect the minds of scribes.

While Yang Heng sighed silently, he suddenly thought of a question: "Why did powerful things like the five prison devouring knife and the five prison devouring knife fall into Wang Feisheng's hands? Wang Feisheng is just the son of a governor after all. He holds such a treasure in his hand. Isn't there anyone who has the intention to rob it?

Yang Heng was puzzled and shook his head without thinking about it. He stood up with a knife and practiced with the records on the secret of devouring the sword in the five prisons.

With the moment Yang Heng waved the knife, the mysterious spirit of his whole body rotated crazily, and countless bright lights were uploaded from his arm to the five prison devouring knife, and then the five prison devouring knife had bloomed a very strange color.

"Huh? This knife is so heavy that I dance more than five times heavier than just now. What's the reason?

Yang Heng used a few moves according to the knife formula, and suddenly found that during the period when he waved, the weight of the knife had risen sharply, which should be 500 catties.

Yang Heng's feeling was quite obvious. After barely wielding a few knives, he felt as if he was holding a mountain in his hand and could not master the power at all. Yang Heng didn't even finish practicing the knife formula recorded in the first bronze book, so he sweated profusely and couldn't help gasping.

The weight of the knife body is getting heavier and heavier. Is there such a strange knife in the world? It's beyond Yang Heng's imagination.

"No, it's not that the knife body is heavy, but that when I waved this knife, my whole body was consumed little by little, and my strength became smaller! That's why I feel that the weight of this knife is getting heavier and heavier. It seems that the power of this knife is indeed great, but the physical strength to be consumed is also an astronomical figure. Otherwise, how can it be consumed so quickly with the mysterious spirit I cultivated?

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Heng suddenly realized.

"No wonder when he saw Wang Feisheng use a five-prison devouring knife method that day, he showed a weak expression on his face. It turned out that the reason was here!"

Thinking of the situation during the battle with Wang Feisheng on that day, Yang Heng was more sure of his thoughts.

That is, if you want to use these five prison devouring knives, the mysterious energy and physical strength consumed will be difficult to measure.

"The price, this is the price of practicing the five prison devouring knives, but fortunately, I have 100 Hui Xuandan. After giving Zipeng and others one, I can leave 20 by myself. With 20 Hui Xuandan to restore Xuanqi, I don't believe that I can practice this set of knife method?"

Yang Heng thought hard.

Yang Heng had endured in Cui Yuxuan for ten years, and the most indispensable thing in his body was this fierceness. After taking a few breaths, Yang Heng once again waved the five prison devouring knife according to the knife formula.

Practicing this set of knives is definitely a test of willpower. After practicing for a long time, Yang Heng even felt sore all over his body and had a feeling of being hollowed out.

In this feeling, Yang Heng carefully experienced the knife formula and the changes in his body. After such an hour, Yang Heng's whole body was weak, and the five prison-eating knife, which was only 100 catties, was extremely stagnant.

At this time, Yang Heng did not stop, swallowed a back Xuandan, and then continued to practice.

Swallowing back Xuandan, coupled with the effect of Shangshan Ruoshuitu, Yang Heng's Xuanqi recovery speed was amazing. In a short time, the Xuanqi he had just consumed recovered as usual.

The first hour, the second hour, the third hour...

Yang Heng has been repeating this process all night.

This process is undoubtedly very painful. Compared with practicing Wei Tuo's magic power and practicing Xuanqi, practicing this five prison devouring knife makes Yang Heng truly experience the pain and difficulty of cultivation.

However, Yang Heng did not give up!

For good, Yang Heng also has Shangshan Ruoshuitu and Hui Xuandan. Without these two things, Yang Heng also knows that he can't stick to it alone.

After all, Yang Heng believes that his willpower is invincible, but no matter how powerful his mind and willpower are, the pressure that the body can withstand is limited.

Not to mention Yang Heng, even if he is a saint or a supreme person.

A whole night, the sky will dawn in the blink of an eye. After a night of practice, Yang Heng gradually became familiar with it. Although he was very tired, the more he practiced, the smoother he became, and more prosive he became.

is not only a mastery of knife tips, but also a mastery of mind and ideas.

Yang Heng felt that he gradually mastered the essence of the first move of the five prisons.

Over the night, Yang Heng did not seek more speed, but has been practicing this first move, the prison of thunder.

The prison of thunder, the divine prison formed by the thunderbolt in the sky. Whether it is an ordinary Xuanzhe or a powerful scribe, once he is imprisoned in this divine prison, he will scatter his soul and turn it into ashes.

At this time, I saw that in the huge room where Yang Heng was located, under Yang Heng's left and right swing, a huge whirlpool suddenly formed around his body, rolling up the seats in the whole room.

The big knife waved, the airflow rolled, Yang Heng's expression remained unchanged, and the five prison devouring knife in his hand did not seem to feel difficult. Yang Heng waved the knife forward, and suddenly, a series of Thunderbolts appeared from the blade.

Crackling!

The slightly dark room was immediately illuminated by this thunderbolt. It was very obvious that countless thunders formed a divine prison with a radius of one foot.

The door of the divine prison opened, and Yang Heng roared and covered the thunder prison towards the fine iron military case in the room.

The originally dark iron case seemed to have fallen into the charcoal pile, and in the blink of an eye, it has turned into a fiery red piece, like a huge soldering iron.

Then, the fiery iron case that was hit by the thunder changed again. Under such a high temperature, it slowly melted and turned into a pool of iron water.

"The first move of Thunder Prison can actually melt the iron case, so what will happen if this iron case is burned in the prison of real fire?"

After Yang Heng turned out of the prison of thunder, he couldn't help but feel relieved to see the power of this knife.

After practicing this Thunder Prison, Yang Heng thought that the effect he used was comparable to Wang Feisheng's move against him on that day.

I dare not say anything else. With Wang Feisheng's cultivation with the same spirit as him, Yang Heng thinks that his mysterious spirit is much higher than Wang Feisheng's.

Moreover, after a night and finally practicing this first move, Yang Heng also gained an unexpected benefit, that is, Yang Heng felt that his mind was constantly being strengthened.

Yes, although Xuanqi has been consumed little, the mind is getting stronger and stronger.

"This knife method can really strengthen my mind. In the future, I'm afraid that Wei Tuo's magic power can also exert greater power. Cultivating the five prisons devouring swords can kill many birds with one stone."

Yang Heng was overjoyed.

At this time, Yang Heng dispersed his consciousness and felt the changes in his mind.

"Well, who is so bold that he dares to spy on me?" Suddenly, Yang Heng's face became cold, and he bounced up and jumped a few times. The five prison-eating knives in his hand turned into a long practice. The knives were light, and the tables and chairs in the room were smashed one after another. Nothing could stop Yang Heng's momentum.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Heng has run out more than ten meters and grabbed the door in a few steps. That wooden door couldn't withstand the power of Yang Heng's knife at all. It snapped twice and was smashed into pieces.

Ah!

Yang Heng's move came suddenly. The people standing at the door obviously did not expect Yang Heng to find them. They were shocked and dodged back.

The people who were originally outside the door were most dressed in mad shark scales, holding knives in their hands, and retreated one after another. When he retreated, he was agile and fierce, bringing a strong wind. Looking at it, it felt like a mad shark at the bottom of the sea.

Although they retreated, they kept their formation unchanged in an extremely narrow space, showing their fearless quality in the face of danger.

"Do you want to retreat? It's too late, give me a knife!" Yang Heng had seen the identity of the visitor, but his figure did not stop and slashed forward with a knife.

Those people were shocked. Four people in the first row raised knives to resist.

Four people, four knives, stacked together, how amazing the power is.

However, Yang Heng's knife was shocked, and the four knives stacked together were cut open by the five prison devouring knives in Yang Heng's hand. Yang Heng waved the knife and cut down, and the mad shark scales on one of the people was cut by Yang Heng.

"Ah, Mr. Qian, spare my life!" The man shouted. He could already feel the five prison devouring knife touch his skin, and in an instant, he would be cut in half by Yang Heng like the mad shark scales on his body. So he closed his eyes, didn't dare to look, and shouted fiercely.

"Hmm!" Yang Heng snorted coldly. After a cold hum, an incredible scene suddenly happened in front of everyone.

Although the mad shark scales on the man were broken, Yang Heng's knife stopped abruptly and stopped abruptly.

This scene immediately stunned everyone, and at the same time, it also took a breath of cold air.