Chapter Nineteen Return Home

  Jian Gang and Shi Gong were both injured under Zhou Heng's sword, while the other two revealed strong surprise expressions, and had actually forgotten to attack.

  "What are you still dazing about, get over here and hold him down for me!" Shi Gang furiously shouted, he had always thought of himself as a genius, but unexpectedly was defeated in one move by a little kid who had just entered the Bone Refining Realm, how could he not be furious and humiliated!

  The two men from Shi Jia suddenly woke up like a dream and swung their swords at Zhou Heng.

  In Zhou Heng's eyes, only Shi Gang could be considered an opponent, as for the other two... he had the strength to kill them with one sword even if he hadn't broken through the Bone Refining Realm!

  He swung his sword horizontally and slashed at one of their necks.

  "Don't even think about it!" Shi Gang snorted, his sword flashing out in a swift slash, its icy aura shooting straight at Zhou Heng.

  "I'm going to kill him, can you stop me?" Zhou Heng also let out a cold hum, and with a swift movement of his Flying Cloud Step, he dodged Shi Gang's knife by a hair's breadth. With another stride, his figure continued to charge forward without any hindrance.

  Hmph!

  A streak of blood flashed by, and a gorgeous blood flower suddenly burst forth from the man's neck. Zhou Heng slid past without stopping, letting Shi Gang's rolled-up knife pass lightly and nimbly.

  "Damn it!" Shi Gang roared in anger, Zhou Heng killed two people in front of him, making him furious!

  The last person of the Shi family was already trembling with fear, and in his eyes, Zhou Heng was like a god of death. Even if Shi Gang were to intervene, he couldn't save his life! He suddenly let out a sharp cry and turned around to run away.

  "Come back!" Shi Gang shouted in anger. He didn't necessarily want the other party's help, but rather that this tribe's escape was tantamount to acknowledging that he was inferior to Zhou Heng.

  This is what makes him most angry!

  But the enemy is right in front of him, and he can't catch up to punish him. He can only force himself to hold back his anger, after all, a monk can't escape from his temple. When he returns to Shi Jia, he will definitely make that person regret it!

  Looking at Shi Gang's ruthless and venomous face, Zhou Heng smiled faintly and said, "Don't think so far ahead, you won't have such an opportunity!"

  He also gave up the chase and stared at Shi Gang.

  "Haha, you think you can kill me?" Shi Gang sneered, "Not to mention whether you're my opponent or not, with your speed, can you even catch up to me?"

  This is a big truth, although Fei Yun Bu has a certain speed increase, its greater role lies in the mysterious and unpredictable changes! Of course, this is also because Zhou Heng did not obtain the operation key of this set of body methods, but only learned the step method, which cannot be called a true body method.

  Zhou Heng's eyes gleamed with a murderous intent, and he lightly shook the long sword in his hand, saying: "You have no chance to escape!"

  Shi Gang couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh, isn't this a huge joke? Not even having the chance to escape? This kid thinks he can take him down in one hit?!

  "Then let you see my true power!" Shi Gang's arms shook, his muscles bulged one by one, and a strong aura was released from his body, with the majesty of a fierce tiger.

  "You should feel honored, for you are the first person to witness the fourth form of my 'Wind and Cloud Sword Technique'!"

  He raised the knife in his hand high, with bulging veins and every muscle trembling, as if unable to bear its force.

  The Wind Cloud Swordsmanship actually has four secret techniques, but the most powerful fourth technique has long been lost. However, he found it in his family's vast collection of books. Unfortunately, due to the passage of time, a few phrases of the incantation had become vague and indistinguishable. Although he tried his best to fill in the gaps, it was still slightly off.

  Even so, the power of this fourth form sword technique is still incredibly terrifying, strong to the point that every time he uses it not only does he exhaust his strength, but also suffers from backlash!

  So this fourth-style knife method was his secret weapon, originally to be used at the crucial moment when competing with Shi Qingfeng for the position of head of the family, but now except for this trick, he didn't know what else could pose a threat to Zhou Heng!

  "Wind and cloud, dragon and tiger change!" He let out a loud roar, his foot stomped down, and the earth seemed to rumble as if it were thundering. He sprang out swiftly, and on the hard stone ground, an astonishingly deep footprint of over three inches was left behind!

  He danced with his sword, emitting a series of sword lights from his body, like thousands of arrows shooting at the same time, making people feel a sense of helplessness and inability to dodge or evade!

  Zhou Heng's heart skipped a beat. This knife technique also had a suppressing effect on the mind! However, compared to Ling Tian Jiu Shi, it wasn't even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath!

  It must be a fatal blow, at least it should be severely injured, in order to make Shi Gang unable to escape.

  Well, in that case——

  Ling Tian's First Move!

  A knife against a sword, a needle point against a wheat awn!

  At this critical moment, Shi Gang suddenly stumbled!

  It seemed as if the heavens and earth were rejecting him, squeezing him, making it extremely difficult for him to even move a finger! However, he was after all a man of unyielding determination, and this only affected him for an instant before he immediately returned to normal.

  However, when masters clash, even a slight oversight can have fatal consequences! Zhou Heng is no longer in the Refining Flesh realm, but has reached the genuine Refining Bone realm!

  A sword flashed by, and the knife light instantly disappeared, leaving only the sword light like a meteor streaking across the sky, dazzling!

  His feet stumbled, his left hand covered his chest, and scarlet blood oozed out from between his fingers. His face was deathly pale, and he swayed unsteadily on his feet, as if he could hardly stand at all.

  His heart was pierced by a sword, the sword energy almost shattered his heart, if he let go of his hand at this time, blood would have sprayed three or four feet. Fortunately, he was a martial artist in the Bone Refining Realm, otherwise, an ordinary person would have died from such a sword strike!

  He was suppressing his injuries with his powerful Zhen Yuan, and as long as he received timely treatment, he could still be cured.

  "This sword's grudge, I will definitely avenge!" Shi Gang turned around and ran away, not daring to fight Zhou Heng again.

  "I've already said it, you don't have this chance!" Zhou Heng coldly snorted, and the first move of Lingyun was launched again!

  Shi Gang's body shape was once again affected, although he had already suffered a loss, but still couldn't completely escape the impact.

  This delay will cost him his life!

  Zhou Heng drew his sword in one swift motion, and with a "clang", Frostbite Sword returned to its scabbard. He didn't even look back as he continued walking forward.

  Bang!

  Shi Gang's legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground, his upper body leaning forward, his whole person crashing down, his eyes wide open, filled with unwillingness, and under him was a pool of blood gushing out.

  Finally managed to run one!

  Zhou Heng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he had never revealed his identity before. Even if that person were to return to the Shi family alive and spread the news, at most they could only describe his appearance, and it would be impossible to find the Zhou family!

  He who gets himself into trouble has to get himself out of it. Zhou Heng didn't have too deep feelings for the Zhou family, but he also didn't want to cause them any more trouble because of this matter.

  "Go home!"

  When he said these two words, a strong sense of nostalgia suddenly surged in his heart, and he couldn't wait to see Zhou Dinghai, sharing with this person he cared about most, the only one who mattered to him, his success and joy.

  Father, should have returned to the Zhou family already!

  Zhou Heng's body sprang up and he rushed towards the direction of Yuanshi Town.

  One day passed, and at night he found a clean mountain cave to live in. At midnight, as usual, he refined the free energy released by the black broken sword, but this time he found that the amount of free energy had not increased!

  "My inference is correct, these powers are indeed what I have cultivated over the past decade, and they aren't infinite after all!"

  "Alright, in the end, one can only walk their own path of martial arts!"

  Four days later, Zhou Heng finally returned to Yuanshi Town.

  At this time, the New Year's atmosphere is already very strong, every household hangs lanterns and decorations, from time to time you can see children wearing new clothes running around in the streets, making happy shouts.

  Zhou Heng involuntarily floated a smile, for him, because of the year-end assessment, this is what he feared most. Since he was eight years old, every New Year's has been spent with his father in their own courtyard.

  This time, he can finally appear in front of everyone with his head held high and make his father proud!

  Arriving at the entrance of the Zhou family's mansion, it was still the crimson gate, and eight guards stood upright on duty. The only difference was that several large lanterns were hung at the entrance, displaying a strong festive atmosphere.

  Zhou Heng took a deep breath and strode forward.

  "Halt! Oh, Young Master Heng!" The eight guards were all startled when they saw Zhou Heng, but after their initial shock, strange expressions floated onto their faces.

  Zhou Heng's gaze swept over, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange - although he was considered useless in the eyes of the Zhou family members, he still bore the title of young master, and his father was the head of the family. Which servant wouldn't show him utmost respect?

  But now these eight people have what kind of expression, actually revealing a faint sense of schadenfreude!

  What's going on?

  He didn't even have the heart to exchange pleasantries with the servants, only asking: "Has my father returned?"

  "Huang Heng has returned, the six elders came back three days ago!" A guard replied, looking at Zhou Heng with a hint of puzzlement - when did this useless young master gain an aura that was as terrifying as an unsheathed divine sword, its sharpness fully exposed.

  Zhou Heng was overjoyed, and he didn't care about the strange expressions of the eight people. He suddenly sprang up, swooshing away, flying at high speed. As he flew, his figure became blurred, and the people on the road couldn't even see what he looked like before he disappeared into the distance.

  He quickly returned to his own courtyard, pushed open the gate and couldn't help but shout loudly: "Father, father——"

  But he didn't hear Zhou Dinghai's response, and after Zhou Heng shouted a few more times, he finally heard a weak voice respond: "Heng'er!" His face suddenly changed, and he rushed into the bedroom, coming to Zhou Dinghai's room.

  A middle-aged man was lying on the bed, his face pale and weak, it was Zhou Dinghai's father!

  "Dad, what's wrong!" Zhou Heng was shocked, angry and terrified. Since childhood, the father-son duo had been dependent on each other. In Zhou Heng's eyes, his father was the only family member he had in the Zhou household, the only person he could rely on.

  "It's nothing, just a minor injury!" Zhou Dinghai waved his hand and struggled to prop himself up, but his face turned red and he started coughing violently, his head falling back down.

  "Dad, don't move!" Zhou Heng hastily stepped forward and stuffed a pillow under Zhou Dinghai's neck, allowing him to lean back.

  "Heng Er, where have you been these past few days?" Zhou Dinghai looked up and down at Zhou Heng, "Haven't suffered any grievances, have you?"

  Zhou Heng couldn't help but feel a pang in his nose, his father had suffered such severe injuries yet was only concerned about him, how could he not be heartbroken.