I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Madam Wei just raised her hand just to take off the things on her head.

At that time, a jade hairpin was as clear as a pool of water.

The hairpin has a simple and delicate style, three inches long.

At this time, Madam Wei's right hand with five fingers was using a very special technique to pinch the hairpin in her hand.

When the people around saw it, they couldn't help whispering.

"Mrs. Wei, what do you want to do?"

"Looking at her appearance, it seems that she wants to use the jade hairpin in her hand to add up to the **** and ugly stone not far away."

"Don't underestimate that big rock. If I expected it to be good, that big rock might be a meteorite flying from the sky at that time. Since it was abandoned by the roadside, the meteorite gold in it must have been taken away. Up."

"However, even so, the texture of the meteorite outside the sky is still several times that of ordinary boulders, and ordinary weapon attacks only leave a shallow white mark on the meteorite outside the sky."

"If Mrs. Wei wants to pierce the hosta in her hand into this meteorite from outside the sky, I am afraid it will not be easy for me."

"The jade hairpin is also polished from first-class jade, but in the final analysis, it is just a stone that looks more beautiful."

"Using stones to attack stones, and wanting to insert them into an unusually hard-textured meteorite, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"If you want to do this, you must first have a good level of physical training and strong energy to be able to do it."

"If you want to do this, I'm afraid that at least Tie Xiong can do it. For Mrs. Wei, it seems that she is not good at strength."

The purple-robed man on one side saw that Madam Wei's ability was so strong when he came on the court, and the look on his face was a little uncertain.

On the one hand, he was worried that Mrs. Wei would miss her hand directly and could not shoot the jade hairpin in his hand into the meteorite from outside the sky.

On the other hand, he also expected that Mrs. Wei could open his eyes and really pierce the jade hairpin into the stone. Then, it would be Zhang Heng's turn to scratch his head, who needed to do the same.

Zhang Heng next to him watched Mrs. Wei's actions not far away, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

And Mrs. Wei, who was standing three feet away from the meteorite outside the dark sky, was talking about everyone, but seemed to turn a deaf ear and turn a blind eye.

I saw Madam Wei's originally charming and charming face suddenly punished, and then a sharp scream suddenly burst out of her right hand.

Immediately afterwards, a line of emerald green cut through the air, and with a ding sound, the jade hairpin in Mrs. Wei's hand had disappeared.

Everyone looked at the dark and ugly meteorite iron that was three feet away, and a jade hairpin had been suddenly inserted into it.

The three-inch jade hairpin, at least two inches in length, was deeply immersed in a very strong meteorite.

Seeing this scene, everyone, whether it was the **** of the Beihai Escort, or the person from the purple robe, couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

No one thought that since Mrs. Wei actually shot a jade hairpin into the anomalous meteorite from outside the sky, and shot it two feet deep at once.

Xia Yu on the side didn't look at the jade hairpin that shot into the meteorite outside the sky, but looked at Madam Wei, who was calm and relaxed, with a surprised expression, her brows frowned slightly.

Xia Yu noticed the fluctuation of the vitality power from the hit that Mrs. Wei had just fired the jade hairpin.

In other words, Mrs. Wei is actually a brave man.

The physical strength of the brave itself is not strong, and only when he shoots, he instantly stimulates the strength of his vitality, and he can make his own strength soar.

This is the reason why Mrs. Wei is confident and used the jade hairpin to insert the meteorite from the sky.

When the exclamation of the surrounding people gradually stopped, Wei Fu turned to look at Zhang Heng not far away, smiled sweetly, and then said: "For those of us who have not yet reached the high-level realm, how can we fight alone? It is his strength, accuracy and skill."

"This time, what I tested was the use of our strengths."

"As long as the son can, like me, shoot a jade hairpin or hairpin into a meteorite two inches long from three feet away, and I will be able to do what I did this time. This round is even a draw."

Hearing what Mrs. Wei said, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they began to whisper.

Some people feel that this is easy for Zhang Heng, after all, even someone with extraordinary strength like Tie Xiong was folded into Zhang Heng's hands.

In terms of strength, Madam Wei is Zhang Heng's opponent.

However, there are also some people who feel that Madam Wei's hand, I am afraid that she can do it with more than her strength.

It's like a tough person who can't smash a stone into another stone of the same material.

Among them, I am afraid that there is also a more subtle issue of the use of strength.

As for Zhang Heng himself, after listening to Mrs. Wei's words, he nodded very politely and said: "Okay, then I will try."

Then Zhang Heng did not walk towards the meteorite outside the sky, nor did he walk towards his North Sea Escort. Instead, he walked straight towards the direction of the person in the purple robe.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Zhang Heng is incomparable, he is ready to shoot directly, shoot people first, shoot horses, capture thieves first, capture the king, and take down the purple-robed man?

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Heng had already arrived in front of the purple-robed man and looked at the top of the purple-robed man's masked head.

Above the purple-robed man's head, a dark red sandalwood hairpin was pinned.

The hairpin is simple and elegant, and it sets off the majesty and extraordinary status of the Zipao people very well.

When the purple-robed man saw Zhang Heng approaching him, he stood quietly and looked at the top of his head without saying a word. He couldn't help but feel a little hairy: "You are looking for an old man, what's the matter? Just say it."

Then, the person in the purple robe heard Zhang Heng, who hadn't seen anything before, suddenly lowered his head, looked at the mountain ghost mask of the person in the purple robe and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, I want to borrow your hairpin for a while.

Hearing Zhang Hengyun’s breezy words, the purple-robed man’s complexion suddenly changed. He stared at the handsome young man in front of him with dignified eyes, and looked at Zhang Heng with disbelief, and said: "What are you borrowing my hairpin for? ?"

"Do you want to shoot this sandalwood hairpin on my head into the meteorite that day?"

Zhang Heng heard what the other party said, and his tone was full of disbelief. He just pretended not to hear it, and continued to ask calmly, "Can't it?"

"Don't worry, I will pay you one if it is damaged."

Hearing what Zhang Heng said, not only the people in the purple robe were all around, but even the people in the North Sea Escort had an incredible look on their faces.

"Although this hairpin is carved from a thousand-year-old red sandalwood with a hard texture, the red sandalwood is still wood. No matter how hard it is, it is definitely not as good as the texture of the pink jade hairpin. The texture is on par."

"Are you sure, you want to use my sandalwood hairpin to complete this game?"

The purple-robed man looked at Zhang Heng in front of him with a weird face, ignored Zhang Heng's nonsense about damage compensation, and asked straightforwardly.

After stopping the inquiries from the person in the purple robe, Zhang Heng immediately responded without hesitation: "As long as you lend me, there will be no problem."

After hearing what Zhang Heng said, the purple-robed man did not hesitate to raise his hand from his head and pull out his thousand-year-old red sandalwood hairpin. Then he put his hand in Zhang Heng's hand, and then looked at Zhang Heng in front of him. With a sparse opening, he said: "Young man, courageous, origami red sandalwood hairpin, I will lend you a use. I am always generous. Even if it is used up, I don't have to pay for it. Just take it."

Immediately afterwards, he spoke at random: "In this round, I am in charge. You are three feet away. You don't need to shoot this red sandalwood hairpin into the meteorite two feet deep. As long as you can get into one foot deep, I will count you. This matchup was tied."

Although the person in Zipao is extremely generous, he knows in his heart: "If you want to use fragile things and insert things with harder texture, this requires not only the support of domineering force, but also incredible force application skills. "

"And these are simply not something that a teenager in front of me might have mastered."

Since the opponent failed anyway, the Zipao people certainly didn't mind, and seemed to be more generous.

Hearing the words of the man in the purple robe, Zhang Heng nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

Then he turned around and looked at the ugly black meteorite in the distance.

In addition, he placed the thousand-year-old sandalwood hairpin from the purple-robed man in his hand in front of his eyes, pointed it at the meteorite in the distance, and looked around.

Seeing Zhang Heng's appearance, everyone was messed up by him. Monk Zhang Er couldn't touch his head and didn't know what Zhang Heng wanted to do.

Now that he got the hairpin, what Zhang Heng had to do now shouldn't he immediately return to Mrs. Daowei's side, and shoot the meteorite with the red sandalwood hairpin three feet away?

What are you gesturing here?

Are you not carving a boat for a sword?

The gestures here are accurate, and in the end, don’t you want to go back three feet away and shoot the meteorite outside the sky?

Everyone looked at Zhang Heng who seemed to be busy and happily in a puzzled manner, and was extremely confused.

Even Zhang Heng's person in the purple robe who had just talked with Zhang Heng thought he had understood Zhang Heng's thoughts. At this time, he saw Zhang Heng's deceptive behavior and fell into a trapped state in a flash.

But at this moment, he saw Zhang Heng's right hand aimed at the meteorite not far away. Suddenly, it seemed to be thrown without any technical content, and he saw a dark purple light flashing.

Zhang Heng's right hand has become empty.

Immediately afterwards, on the meteorite in the distance, there was a sneer, a very short scream!

In the screaming sound, the faces of everyone looking at the meteorite outside the sky changed drastically.

Everyone's faces seemed to have seen a ghost, looking at the meteorite outside the sky.

After watching the meteorite from the outside world, he turned to look at Zhang Heng standing near the man in purple robes calmly in the distance.

Everyone's eyes hovered between the two, but the more they looked at it, the more puzzled they were.

Because after that scream, they suddenly saw the meteorite outside the sky, beside the jade hairpin, at this moment, suddenly there was a dark red, simple and elegant thousand-year-old red sandalwood hair. hairpin.