I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Without waiting for Jin Wudi to react, the long sword in his hand broke under the sudden and terrifying impact of the bright silver spear.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Heng continued to attack with the spear in his hand, and the seamless spear pierced suddenly, piercing the center of Jin Wudi's eyebrows straight.

The weapon in Jin Wudi's hand was broken, and there was no way to stop it. He turned sideways to the side, but saw a muffled sound of sword in Zhang Heng's hand, he had already submerged in the towering tree behind Jin Wudi and penetrated from behind the tree.

Immediately, the long spear in Zhang Heng's hand buzzed and quaked instantly, and the body of the bright silver spear whirled and quivered instantly.

In the next instant, there was a crisp sound, and the towering tree next to Jin Wudi was directly shattered by a shot.

The waist of the towering tree that was stabbed by the long spear was shocked by the power of the long spear and turned into countless slender fiber sawdust.

The towering tree loses its trunk and is made of a verdant green crown like a giant umbrella. Immediately began to crash down.

Jin Wudi saw the towering tree crashing down towards him, with a shocking momentum, afraid of being injured, hurriedly fled to the side to escape.

Looking at Zhang Heng nearby, facing the obstacles of countless towering trees shrouded above his head, the long spear in Zhang Heng's hand instantly woven into a silver gun net all over his body.

All the branches of the tree crown that came into contact with the silver gun net turned into dusty powder and floated down one after another.

This trick, Zhang Heng borrowed from "Overlord Spear" without a miss.

Although he didn't use the power of vitality to operate, but his "Overlord Spear" has reached the realm of great achievement with his first blow on the fifth floor of "Overlord Spear".

Zhang Heng is already familiar with the various powers contained in it and the operation techniques of these powers. Now that it is running out, let alone a branch or a leaf, it is impossible to break through the scope of his gun net. Even if the Qianjun releases arrows and the white war horse charges, it is impossible to injure Zhang Heng's whole body, the silver gun net.

On one side, Jin Wudi rushed from left to right, panicking and avoiding the shrouded, staggered branches and branches, walking in embarrassment.

Then, before he escaped from the canopy of the huge tree, he saw that opposite him, a figure, surrounded by a huge silver ball, walked straight towards him, as if walking in a leisurely garden. , Wherever he passed, the fallen branches and leaves turned into shredded fibers and scattered around, without even a trace of Zhang Heng's body being contaminated.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Heng has already walked in front of Jin Wudi, looking at the original handsome elder brother of Yushu and facing the wind. In a blink of an eye, he has turned into a clown with disheveled clothes and jumping up and down. Zhang Heng shook his head slightly, his clothes all over him, suddenly, Surrounded by Jin Wudi, the branches and leaves have fallen one after another, which have turned into countless debris and fibers, scattered towards the surroundings.

Now, as time goes by, Zhang Heng's fusion of martial arts marksmanship and the eerie power of brave skills has become more and more handy, round and flawless, so that Zhang Heng's current combat power is rising at an unimaginable speed. .

In this process, under the dual realm of martial arts forging body, and within the second rank of brave refining qi, Zhang Heng is almost unmatched.

Zhang Heng stabbed a shot and stuck the cold fracture on the skin of Jin Wudi's eyebrows. Then, looking at Jin Wudi in front of him, he calmly said: "I won, you lost, you give up, can you?"

Jin Wudi gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment, and then a trace of stubbornness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his eyes were red and looked directly at Zhang Heng: "I am not Li Xiuyuan, he can fear the enemy without fighting, but I won't. You can kill me now, but I…"

Hearing that Jin Wudi said that he could kill him, Zhang Heng's expression immediately became severe, and he faintly said "good".

At the same time as the word "good" was uttered, the bright silver spear in Zhang Heng's hand had instantly pierced Jin Wudi's eyebrows forward.

Jin Wudi had been prepared for a long time. He raised his head crazily and backed away. At the same time, he folded his hands together, and clamped the front part of the bright silver gun in Zhang Heng's hand.

Jin Wudi put his palms together and made a clank of gold and iron.

Zhang Heng looked down. At some point, Jin Wudi's hands had turned into a bronze color, with an inexplicable feeling of coldness and indestructibility.

Everyone who is familiar with Jin Wudi knows that he is a master of swordsmanship, but few people know that he is not only a master of swordsmanship, but he is also good at a very domineering and cruel hand.

This palm technique is called the Blue Demon Order. After this palm technique is completed, the entire palm of both hands is said to be invincible and impenetrable.

And to practice this set of blue magic decree, you need to stick your hands with a special medicinal liquid every day, and then insert it into the molten bronze juice again and again, so that the bronze juice will be integrated into the practitioner’s book to feel the skin. , Texture, and even the bones of the meridians, so that the hands of the practitioner will eventually turn from a pair of flesh and blood palms into a pair of indestructible bronze palms.

Feeling that his spear was clamped by Jin Wudi's hands, and seeing Jin Wudi's palms suddenly turned into a bronze color, Zhang Heng couldn't help but a scornful smile appeared on his face.

Zhang Heng really looked down on the Blue Demon Order that the other party had practiced. This is because although the Blue Devil Order has improved the cultivator's two-handed defense and attack.

But correspondingly, they lost the spiritual dexterity and speed of both hands.

The key to the strength of the hands is not the powerful offensive power, but the incomparable dexterity and incomparable speed.

After all, when it comes to attack power, the attack power of anyone's legs far exceeds that of his own hands.

Losing the dexterity and speed of the hands is the loss of infinite possibilities. Zhang Heng disdains the practice of such a palm.

What's more, does Jin Wudi think that he can confine the spear in Zhang Heng's hands only with his pair of bluff-looking blue devil orders?

Suddenly, the spear in Zhang Heng's hand buzzed and vibrated again, and it spun at extreme speed.

In the eyes of everyone, as the spear in Zhang Heng's hand was spinning, and in the bronze gold invincible palms with the spear in his hand, countless dark blue powders began to fall quickly at this time.

At the same time, Zhang Heng's spear moved forward without any hindrance, and before Jin Wudi dodged again, there was a scream, and Zhang Heng's head had already been pierced by Zhang Heng.

Jin Wudi's eyes were wide open, knowing that it was the last moment of death, he still didn't want to believe that he himself actually died under Zhang Hengliang's silver gun. Under Zhang Heng's indestructible bright silver spear, the hand of the blue demon he relied on to get out of his body instantly turned into a joke.

Killing Jin Wudi with a single shot, Zhang Heng did not take down his disclosure, as Jin Wudi said before, and take it back to the head of Sun Yaoting of Beihai Escort.

Zhang Heng turned around and left, not even interested in looking at the other's body.

Back in the open space, Zhang Heng looked directly at the purple-robed man on the opposite side, staring at the other side in a daze, without saying a word.

However, what Zhang Heng wanted to say, the person in the purple robe and the people behind him knew clearly.

Next one, who of you will come?

The purple-robed man looked behind him, and the seven were selected as the candidates to behead the flag.

Before, before Jin Wudi died, and before everyone had a deep understanding of Zhang Heng's terrifying power, everyone was eager to take action as soon as possible.

After all, including Zhang Heng, there are only four players left in the Beihai Escort.

Four people, it’s not enough for the two of them.

It's good now. After realizing Zhang Heng's terrorist power, now everyone is no longer eager to summon to challenge Zhang Heng.

After all, they were scrambling before, simply because they felt safe, and when they passed by themselves, they were just trying to collect other people's heads.

But now it's different. Now, if someone is not careful, someone else's head may not be able to receive it, but one's own head is very likely to be lost.

How could they rush to such a loss-making business?

It's just that the people in the purple robe will not adapt because of their thoughts, so they won't name them to face off against Zhang Heng.

After all, the lure of the king is divided into the worries of the king.

Since they took advantage of the son, how could they not contribute to the son?

The purple-robed man looked at one person in the last corner of the group.

The man is a young man with an ordinary face.

Young people are neither tall nor short, nor fat nor thin, and they have an extremely mediocre face. If they are thrown into the crowd, they will not be noticed by anyone.

The clothes he wears are also the same. The price is moderate, not particularly cheap, and not very luxurious. The style is not the eye-catching popular style of this year, but it is not the old style of the bottom of the box ten years ago. It's last year's style.

He also seems to be very low-key in doing things.

Before everyone saw Zhang Heng killing Tie Xiong, they shouted outrageously. He was one of the few people who didn't open his mouth to insult Zhang Heng, but instead looked at Zhang Heng silently and thoughtfully.

Later, Li Xiuyuan was defeated without a fight and committed suicide. He hardly changed any opinions.

At this time, he was sitting on a nearby stone with a bright yellow grass tip in his mouth, under the shadow of a tall tall grass that moved to the side, closing his eyes and calmly enjoying the coolness.

When the purple-robed man saw this man, she hadn't called him yet, her eyes that had been closed had suddenly grown open.

In his eyes, a sharp look flickered. When he saw the purple-robed man looking at him, he couldn't help but spit out the tip of the grass in his mouth, touched the back of his head, and then grinned at the purple-robed man. People seem to be honest, honest, and very reliable.

Seeing the young man's demeanor and movement, the face under the mask, the corner of his eyes twitched fiercely, and he didn't know what to say.

He could not understand a problem all the time.

People who are born from the heart and are cruel by nature tend to look fierce and evil in general. And many of the cunning guys are born with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, which makes people feel vigilant at first sight.

And those cowardly guys, many people take a look, and can't help but want to bully him.

But why is the person in front of him an accident?