I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Madam Wei couldn't help but feel a little confused when she thought that Zhang Heng had also come to the purple robe before.

My hairpin has already been used by me, and he still looks at the top of my head, not knowing what it is for?

At this moment, Zhang Heng smiled slightly and said: "Ms. Wei's hair is really black and shiny, pleasing to the eye."

Mrs. Wei was confused. For so many years, she had heard that some people praised her for being beautiful, some people praised her for her slim figure, some people praised her for her excellent temperament, and some people praised her for her beautiful voice. Praise her for good hair.

Mrs. Wei was about to perfuse her thanks to the young man with extraordinary combat power and strange personality.

I heard the boy next to me continue to speak: "I wonder if Madam Wei can lend me a piece of hair for use?"

"Lend me a hair?" Madam Wei couldn't help but get her head bigger.

Over the years, others have borrowed countless things from her, but no one has ever borrowed her hair.

Although she was a little unclear, Mrs. Wei hesitated, and finally agreed to Zhang Heng's request, raising her right hand lightly, and she had already picked off a long, slender black hair from the top of her head.

The hair was more than two feet long. Zhang Heng saw it, took it in his hand, and thanked it again and again.

Mrs. Wei didn't know the quirks of the young man in front of her, and she couldn't say anything, just casually.

Then, I saw Zhang Heng holding the hair borrowed from Mrs. Wei in his left hand, placing it in front of him, and looking up at the sun.

Everyone looked at Zhang Heng's series of strange operations, whether it was the guards of the Beihai Escort, or the people in the purple robe on the opposite side, their faces were covered with inexplicable and unclear expressions.

Some people put their heads together in twos and threes, and kept talking timidly: "What do you think he is doing? Why can't I understand it at all?"

The Beihai Escort had a young **** who was almost the same age as Zhang Heng, and asked with a bewildered face.

Zhou Weili immediately looked at Zhang Heng’s. The faces that blindly admired and admired Zhang Heng turned around, and his face instantly adjusted to a look of contempt: "Of course you can’t understand it. If you can understand, You won't be standing here anymore."

"If you can understand, the person who has beaten the opponent many times in a row is you. If you don't understand, it will meet your IQ."

"On top of yours, if even you understand what our little genius brother is doing, then the opposite side can also understand how to win victory?"

"Young man, learn more, Lin Jun is your role model, as long as you can do half as good as him in the future, you will be the right arm of Sun Yaoting's chief dart head in the future!"

"But based on the current situation, you may not be able to reach it in ten or eight years. Brother Lin Jun is just a drop in the bucket..."

The juvenile **** was a little annoyed by the ensuing complaints, and some of his childish faces were flushed, and he couldn't help but retort in a desperate way: "Of course I don't understand. , With a unique vision, help me explain what Lin Jun is doing."

After hearing what the young **** master said, everyone suddenly became silent, looking at each other, unable to say a word.

The little guy is right. You think I'm wrong and you look down on me. Then you tell me, what is Lin Jun doing now?

You are clever and witty, and you have unique vision. Do you know what Lin Jun is doing now?

The answer is that everyone screamed and hesitated. From the left and right, he, some of him with a thin face, had already lowered his originally arrogant head in shame.

The purple-robed man on the opposite side of the Beihai Escort, the two eyebrows under the mask were already tangled. Everyone behind him looked very gloomy. They just wanted to rush directly into the open space, grabbed Zhang Heng’s collar, and sternly asked each other: "What the **** are you playing? What the **** are you kidding? What are you doing? Tell me now, or I will beat you up!"

Unfortunately, in the end, considering Zhang Heng’s vigorous combat power, and his unrelenting shot, considering that they may not have asked them the answer they wanted, Zhang Heng was killed instantly, and they were not stunned. In the end, they were careful. Considering it, I gave up this immature idea.

Many people originally thought that Zhang Heng went outside the post road and folded a piece of thatch leaf back. He wanted to use the thin and soft thatch leaf to show a sword technique, and show everyone what it is called the ox fork of the sword. Swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly, this kid played a few swordsmanship tricks, but in the end there was no movement. Instead, he went to Mrs. Wei to borrow a piece of hair.

This operation was as fierce as a tiger, but it made everyone's brains like a laba porridge, but now they have become a mess, so confused that they almost forgot who they are.

And just when everyone felt puzzled in their hearts that their IQ was out of help, and wanted to hit the wall with their heads, and almost pulled their hair out.

Zhang Heng suddenly blew lightly, and saw that the black and shiny piece that was originally pinched in his left hand, more than two feet long, from the blue silk on Mrs. Wei's head, has taken off and flew out, fluttering to it. In midair.

As for Zhang Heng's actions at this time, everyone still didn't know why.

And just as the hair of Madam Wei flew into the air, Zhang Heng's right hand that was holding the thatch leaf suddenly trembled, and there was a short and sharp whistling sound in the air, and then everything came to a halt.

Most people saw Zhang Heng's behavior, but their heads were as big as a fight at a loss.

And the few people with extraordinary vision in the field, at this time, their complexion has become like a ghost in an instant, their mouths opened in surprise, and a chicken can already be put in.

Although he didn't know what Zhang Heng was doing, Mrs. Wei, who had always focused on Zhang Heng, also had a panoramic view of what happened just now.

Mrs. Wei only saw that when Zhang Heng’s left hand was blown into the air by him, Zhang Heng’s right hand suddenly shot out quickly, using the thatch leaf in his right hand to replace the sword. Cut out and retract with one sword.

This sword is so fast that most people don't even know what happened.

Even those with amazing eyesight only saw a flash of emerald green light.

Then the most amazing scene appeared.

Mrs. Wei and the few people with amazing eyesight did not see the details of Zhang Heng's specific sword.

But they could clearly see the amazing effect brought by Zhang Heng's sword.

"How is it possible, I must be dazzled!"

"How could someone use the leaf as a sword to split a piece of hair that flutters in the air with the wind, which is not in a straight line at all, in a single blow?"

Yes, Zhang Heng's sword just now didn't directly cut the hair in midair with a sword.

Instead, it cut in from the cross section of that hair and directly divided it into two cut hairs of the same length as the original hair.

This kind of swordsmanship, not to mention that Madam Wei had never seen them before, even after seeing the purple-robed man, the expression on his face under the mask was like a ghost.

In his heart, the purple-robed man repeatedly reviewed the bizarre picture of the thatch leaf just breaking a hair into two. The more he thought about it, the more he felt the mysterious and unpredictable attack. Can understand.

"If you want to fly in the wind in such a short period of time, it is not a straight long hair at all. It is divided into two along the cross section. Doesn't it mean that when the sword is released, the sword is still As long as the long hair bends in the air, it will change accordingly. As long as the arc of the sword does not match the slightest, it is impossible for this sword to achieve such an effect!"

"How incredible has this sword reached?"

"More importantly, that kid's such a complicated sword was actually completed in an instant!"

"In this way, how fast is the boy's first sight? Where is the limit of the boy's shot speed?"

The people in the purple robe and those with extraordinary visions behind him repeatedly pondered the scenes of Zhang Heng's previous shots. Although they didn't say a word, they suddenly began to have countless cold sweats on their faces. Crunches appeared, and the clothes on their backs, unknowingly, were completely soaked and clinging to themselves.

There was so much sweat on the face and the clothes on the back sticking to the body. It was a very uncomfortable thing, but they didn't seem to notice it.

Everyone looked at the young Zhang Heng in the center of the clearing with some trembling eyes.

The young man stabbed a sword that astounded everyone, but now, he still looks like a okay person, standing lazily on the open space, tilting his head and looking at everyone around him, his face looks like a smile, he is extremely awkward, but now it is fundamentally unsatisfactory. No one wanted to, and dared to go up and slap this kid and teach him how to be a man.

Zhang Heng stood there and waited for a while, waiting for everyone to give himself a response, but instead of applauding and shouting, he should also verbally praise himself.

After all, he is also the first time he has used swordsmanship, how he is doing, he has no idea about it.

Seeing everyone looking at him without saying a word, his heart became more and more bottomless, and he secretly muttered: "No, this time, brother won't be a fool, right? Why don't everyone talk?"

"It's just that I didn't do a good job, so you criticize your buddies somehow."

Zhang Heng didn't know that the sword technique he showed for the first time had already amazed everyone in an instant.

Everyone was almost scared to pee when he was shocked by this stunning sword.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Zhang Heng couldn't bear it, so he looked to Mrs. Wei, tugged at the corner of his mouth, cracked a big smile that he thought was pretty flattering, and said: "The kid is only a little bit shallow. Ability, Mrs. Wei laughed."