I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Above the semi-circular square, many of the teenagers and girls present here were pale because of their poor cultivation. They were directly affected by the sound of the two fighting each other, as if they had recovered from a serious illness.

Someone was directly in this terrible voice, couldn't help but feel tight in their chest, and vomited.

Seeing the ruling on the Douzhantai, the defensive vitality cover around the Douzhantai was strengthened to the extreme, which barely withstood the unintentional sonic attack caused by the two Zhang Heng.

At the moment when everyone almost couldn't bear it, in the end only heard a sharp croak.

Everyone saw that the road that originally attacked Zhang Heng was more than five feet long. It was dazzling and unobtrusive, and the whiteness was like a real vitality sword light. At this moment, it was finally under the unremitting attack of Zhang Heng's green and gold war spear. Scattered to pieces, turned into nothingness, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

After finally smashing the five-foot-long road and burning the white vitality sword light, Zhang Heng finally took a breath.

At this time, Zhang Heng's dark gray vestment, in many places, has become like a dregs, with countless scratches.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring.

The scorching white sword light of vitality sometimes didn't touch Zhang Heng's vestment at all. It just escaped with a strange wave, and instantly left an irreparable scratch on Zhang Heng's vestment.

Zhang Heng looked at Li Qing not far away, but found that the other party was equally uncomfortable. The eyes of Zhang Heng were filled with deep fear.

However, Zhang Heng himself was puzzled and unhappy. He looked at Li Qing on the opposite side and said, "What kind of vitality sword light is this? The first time I saw a vitality sword light that can be separated from the brave and exist independently."

Hearing Zhang Heng's question, Shiran couldn't help but chuckled softly, and then said, "You won't forget, I have understood the way to nourish qi?"

"Different brave men, based on their own talents, preferences, faculties, temperaments, and other factors, will give birth to completely different ways of nourishing energy."

"And this way of nourishing qi is uncontrollable today. Even two brothers and sisters often cultivate very different qi."

"Although the way of nourishing qi is the key foundation of the chakra state of the brave second realm, it is also a prerequisite for awakening the bloodline, but it is very different from the bloodline."

"The chakra state, the power of the awakened bloodline, is often passed on from generation to generation in many top brave families."

"The way to nourish qi, but it can't."

Li Qing stared at Zhang Heng in front of him, and said: "Those are not important. The important thing is that I understand the way of nourishing the qi. The way I understand the way of nourishing the qi is not the qi of wine and wealth."

"It's not high-spirited."

"It's not an angry one."

"It's not the magnificent anger."

"It's the aura of awe-inspiring sword energy."

"The faculty I cultivated is the sword tactic, and the way to nourish qi that I understand is exactly the'haoran sword qi'!"

"Therefore, the vitality sword light displayed by other first-grade brave refining qi is only the vitality sword light. It cannot be separated from the brave himself, otherwise it will disappear in an instant."

"And the vitality sword light I displayed is the'Haoran Jianqi' belonging to the Tao of vitality."

"You already know that the way of vitality is also called the power of pseudo-blood."

"The power of blood is not only unpredictable and infinite, but it can exist without the brave himself."

"My current'Haoran Sword Qi', as a way of nourishing qi, although it is not as unpredictable as the power of blood, it is infinitely powerful without the power of blood."

"However, it can indeed be separated from the brave himself for a short time and exist independently."

"Like you saw before."

After listening to Li Qing's words, Zhang Heng couldn't help but move his heart slightly, and then asked again: "Then why didn't you take advantage of me to solve your awe-inspiring sword aura, and once again condense a powerful sword aura to attack me, when I was caught off guard. Isn’t it going to be a big defeat?"

After listening to Zhang Hen's words, Li Qing turned his eyes upwards at the same time, and gave Zhang Heng a roll of eyes for Zhang Heng to experience.

"In other words, is this already your own limit?"

"With your current strength, is there no way to use two tricks to raise qi at the same time?"

Seeing that Li Qing gave him a big white eye, Zhang Heng couldn't help showing a strange look in his eyes, and then he said: "If this is the way you understand the vitality, the strongest blow, then, next, I The time has come."

When these words were spoken, Zhang Heng's people had returned to their peak state. Even though the vestments on his body were still in a state of embarrassment, his whole person had already been enveloped by the strong indestructible vitality that spread all over his body.

This pure vitality power that permeated the whole body, even if it was the judgment of the Ninth Stage of Refining Qi, at this time, his eyes were involuntarily narrowed slightly.

Because the ruling in the outer circle of Douzhantai suddenly discovered that the strength and purity of the vitality released by this so-called Azure Dragon, the mysterious young man, was actually comparable to his own vitality.

And Zhang Heng's green-gold war spear was constantly compressed by Zhang Heng's Dantian Qi Sea, and he didn't know how much pure vitality power was continuously injected into the war spear.

The vitality in the war spear seemed to be purely transformed into a tangible milky white mist.

What's even more wonderful is that this surging vitality power has been blessed by Zhang Heng's unique learning and the Qingjin War Spear. A part of the pure vitality power follows the unique vitality channel in the Qingjin War Spear. Winding out, it was finally activated by the strange, tens of thousands of complex and sophisticated mysterious veins in this green-gold war spear.

In the end, the power of vitality in these countless azure war spears suddenly seemed to have life, and countless tiny individuals finally merged into a whole, a living whole.

Just on and off the stage, under the gaze of thousands of people.

The green-gold war spear in Zhang Heng's hand was originally simple and unremarkable. It even seemed a bit out of line with the current trend because of the lack of decoration.

At this moment, there was a strange hum.

This buzzing sound was like the low hum of Qianlong before Shengyuan.

This buzzing sound was like the childish roar of a young tiger when it first swooped in.

Amidst the buzzing sound, a dragon's shadow that seemed to be true was suddenly wrapped around Zhang Heng's azure and gold war spear.

This dragon shadow held a green-gold war spear in his mouth, with a stern head, deep eyes, and a cold and indifferent eyes. He stared at everyone's eyes as if the gods in the sky were looking down on the people.

The entire dragon body is covered with blue scales, and each blue scale is stroked by a golden texture.

The green dragon's four-claw knot is powerful, and Zhang Heng is tightly holding the green gold war spear at this time. It was as if this blue dragon was assisting Zhang Heng to perform his unique skills.

Seeing Zhang Heng's hands on the azure-gold war spear, the awe-inspiring blue dragon, on the semi-circular square, and many young girls present, they couldn't help but be stunned.

There was also a young man who looked at Zhang Heng's hand, the azure-gold war spear that instantly became like a sharp weapon of a magic weapon, couldn't help muttering to himself, envying and envying and saying, "Are you blue dragon?"

"It turns out that this kid Qinglong's title came from this way."

"Hi, by the way, is the Yuan soldier in this kid's hands really a mere Huang-level high-grade Yuan soldier? I have to ask back, where did he customize such a cool Yuan soldier."

"Furthermore, looking at the incomparable pulling wind, the blue dragon surrounding the gun body, I am afraid it is more than just looking at the cow fork."

"Speaking of the coercion that the Azure Dragon exudes is so strong, this young man feels that if you give me this kid’s original soldier, I will be invincible, and I will be invincible all the way, not to mention winning 20 games in a row. Brave man, it’s not difficult."

…

The girl next to the boy watched the boy daydreaming, and the corners of her mouth flowed to her hands. Unconsciously, she couldn't help but press her palms on the boy's forehead to confirm whether the boy wanted to call a doctor.

Fortunately, the juvenile cerebral cortex is active, and the temperature of the forehead is indeed a bit high, but fortunately, it is still within a reasonable range that the human body can withstand.

Li Qing on the stage saw the change of the Yuan Bing in Zhang Heng's hands. He felt Zhang Heng's vitality and Yuan Bing's fusion, and the transformed Azure Dragon. He felt the dangerous aura emanating from Qinglong's body. His face was under his mask. The expression on the face also became serious, a little ugly serious.

Not only others, but Zhang Heng on the battlefield, seeing such a big change in the Yuan Soldier in his hand, he couldn't help but be surprised slightly.

He just heard Alian say that there are some unique changes in this Yuan soldier.

This time seeing Li Qing, such a rare and powerful enemy, Zhang Heng felt that he had just found a target at this time, and he immediately activated the change of the Qingjin War Spear for the first time. He wanted to test this in actual combat. The power of change and the degree of practicality.

He didn't expect that his power had not been tested yet, and he didn't know how practical he was, so he suddenly gave him such a cool dress.

And through his own perception, even if there is no actual measurement, Zhang Heng can feel the unparalleled courage and power in this change.

On the ninth floor of Tianze Building, the master Xiao's study room.

Louzhu Xiao and her two right-hand men and three of them also saw the weird changes in Zhang Heng's hand, the green and gold war spear.

As soon as the three of them saw the change of the green-gold war spear in Zhang Heng's hand, the other two couldn't help turning their faces, with two pairs of eyes, but inquisitive and puzzled, they looked at A-Lian on the side together.

"When Zhang Heng took out the Yuan Bing before, I thought it was just a little similar in appearance."

"Unexpectedly, it was really your Yuanbing Qinglong!"

"I've been begging you for so long, but you didn't give it to me, and now you actually give your soldier to that broken kid."

Although Huolan on the side did not speak, a scorching light appeared in the eyes of A-Lian at this time.

Obviously, he was also very curious about Alian's actions.