I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

They didn't know that the reason why Zhang Heng closed his eyes was not entirely out of consideration for showing off.

It's because, even if a person's eyes are sharp and observable, when the fallen leaves flying all over the sky are falling from all directions, it is impossible for him to see the fallen leaves behind him.

Therefore, Zhang Heng can only detect all the surrounding sounds with his ears by putting all the "potential" into his ears.

After all, no matter how sharp the vision is, it is impossible to detect everything around, especially the things behind a person.

But hearing is different. As long as it is sensitive enough, it can not only hear everything that is happening in front of a person, but also detect everything behind a person, and even everything that is blocked by obstacles and cannot be seen at all.

Obviously, if you want to pick up as many leaves as possible, auditory detection is a better way than visual detection.

In order to prevent his hearing from being affected by other factors, Zhang Heng finally chose to close his eyes.

As a result, he accidentally added a serious crime to his pretending life.

Zhang Heng found everyone's reaction clearly, but he didn't make any good expressions about this.

Facts speak louder than words. Before I finished the duel, I said everything was futile, it was all rhetoric, and it was all sensationalism. When the dust settles, the truth will tell others who is right.

At this moment, Zhang Heng still closed his eyes, but suddenly turned his head and accurately found the direction of the person in the purple robe, and said calmly, "You start."

The purple-robed man had long seen Zhang Heng unhappy, and he had just started, before his words had finished, the purple-robed man had already shaken his sleeves, and two purple flesh palms suddenly blasted out of his exaggerated robe sleeves.

The palm of the flesh skipped the air, making a harsh scream, watching the reality of the two palms hitting, and it was not inferior to the previous Sun Yaoting's general dart head, even slightly winning.

In the next instant, with a loud noise, the purple-robed man's purple palms had penetrated the bark of an inch-thick tree in front of him, and slammed into the trunk of the towering tree with a bang.

The palms collided with the trunk of the towering giant tree.

Suddenly countless branches swayed swiftly, as straight as hundreds of pairs of arms, waving their arms to the sky.

The verdant leaves on the top of the branches made the sound of rushing water like a mountain whirring and a tsunami, and everyone under the trembling tree had scalp numb.

What's more peculiar is that the moment it was hit by a pair of palms of the purple-robed man, the bark of the originally iron-blue towering tree, centered on the pair of blood-colored palms of the purple-robed man, suddenly began to change its color.

In an instant, the entire tree trunk had turned blood red like the hands of a purple-robed man.

Even all the branches and leaves of the entire towering tree seemed to have been submerged to death by a wave of blood in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, they all turned into a weird red color.

This brilliant red is different from the charming red that many leaves have naturally matured, but it naturally carries an indescribable weird breath and weird death.

Although everyone saw the surface changes of this towering tree, they only vaguely felt the death breath of the tree, which gradually diffused in their hearts.

On the contrary, Zhang Heng, who hadn't seen the change of the big tree, had a better understanding of this towering tree than everyone else.

Under the blessing of the momentum, his own ears are almost able to communicate with the gods.

In many days, no one would hear the sound at all. At this time, when it was heard in Zhang Heng's ear, it turned out to be extremely clear, as in front of his eyes.

Take the inside of a towering tree.

Before the Zipao Man started, Zhang Heng had already noticed countless changes inside the towering tree.

Underground, the root system of unknown number goes deep into several meters, and perseveringly, the water and nutrients needed for the growth of the towering trees are drawn from the ground.

After the countless water and nutrients are digested and absorbed by the root system of the towering tree, these nutrients are transported to every corner of the towering tree through the ubiquitous pipeline inside the uncle.

And above the head, in addition to the wind blowing the leaves, there was a pleasant rattling noise, and the inside of the leaves was also quietly, and an incredible drastic change took place.

Pieces of leaves absorb everything they need from the air through the shining of the sun, and after a series of unspeakable reactions inside the leaves, the nutrients are also sent to each of the towering trees. Branches, every root system, every tender shoot.

These subtle changes that ordinary people cannot see will not be revealed, but they are happening quietly. Keep going until this towering tree comes to the end of life.

Zhang Heng listened with full attention to everything inside the towering tree, and couldn't help feeling a kind of miraculous fortune, beyond the reach of humans.

Until, with a bang, the palms of the purple-robed man hit the trunk of the towering tree.

Then, for an instant, it was as if the school of fish met the shark, the sheep met the lion, and a steady breath of death, like a tide, instantly poured out from the palms of the purple-robed man, and it was swept away in the blink of an eye. The whole towering tree.

In the next moment, Zhang Heng suddenly realized that everything had stopped inside the towering tree.

Without the root system, it will draw water and nutrients from the depths of the ground, and there will be no unspeakable response. With the help of the sun, nutrients are produced inside the leaves.

Everything inside the towering tree, when the purple-robed man's palms hit the tree trunk, it completely stopped, no longer what it used to be.

This big tree is dead!

Zhang Heng felt a chill, and he didn't know how the Zipao people did it.

After all, the vitality of the towering tree is extremely tenacious, even if someone directly destroys everything on the ground, as long as there is a root system, he can still break out of the ground a few years later and start a new cycle of life.

However, now, this towering tree is completely dead.

From the very tip of the root system in the depths of the ground, to the leaf closest to the sun in the sky, all of them lost all their vitality at this moment.

What's the situation now?

Zhang Heng didn't know, but he knew that all of this must be related to the palms shot by the purple-robed man.

Could it be that the red palms of the purple-robed man were actually a pair of poisonous palms.

And it's a pair of violent poisonous palms that can't support even a towering tree?

Zhang Heng didn't know if it was like his own speculation.

But he had made up his mind to never let the leaves that were poisoned by the poison palm touch his body.

And just now.

Originally, a pair of palms of the purple-robed man crashed down on the trunk of the towering tree, and no leaf fell to the ground at all. Madam Wei was still a little embarrassed, for fear that her boss would make a fool of herself.

And Sun Yaoting, who was watching the changes, saw this scene, and the standard smiles of the people eating melons could not help appearing on the corners of his mouth.

But at this moment, as if receiving the instruction to land immediately, the countless leaves on the towering tree turned into blood-red weird leaves, suddenly falling from the branches, swaying in the breeze. , Like a mighty rain of blood, falling toward the tree overwhelmingly.

Mrs. Wei and Sun Yaoting under the tree, seeing this scene very strange, couldn't help being very cautious, just outside their body, condensed a vitality defensive cover, to prevent the overwhelming blood-colored leaves above their heads from touching them. body of.

At the same time, Sun Yaoting looked at Zhang Heng, who was still standing quietly on the spot, with his eyes closed, holding a three-foot silver whip, and motionless.

He was worried about Zhang Heng, but he didn't know how to remind him.

Seeing countless fallen leaves, Zhang Heng was about to cover Zhang Heng's body, but he saw that Zhang Heng who was standing still took a long breath, and the next moment, suddenly, he had already started.

The three-foot long whip in his hand was suddenly shocked by his right arm, and a wonderful force blessed the long whip. In an instant, the long whip seemed to be turned into a spear, a straight one. Extremely, the three-zhang spear.

He was gripping the whip with both hands, as if he was using a spear. In an instant, he didn't know how many thorns had been stabbed.

Every time a long whip that was as strong as a gun was pierced, there were patches of blood-colored fallen leaves that were knocked off by Zhang Heng to a good harvest.

Seeing the scene immediately after Zhang Heng shot, Madam Wei and Zipao's faces were suddenly filled with shocked and unbelievable expressions.

From the beginning, they didn't believe that Zhang Heng could change from a person who didn't know anything about long whips to a master whip in an extreme period of time.

Deep down in their hearts, they had already believed that Zhang Heng could not win, and even, it was extremely possible that Zhang Heng would not be able to stab even a single fallen leaf.

After all, Zhang Heng's previous performance can be seen by everyone with a slight eye that Zhang Heng can't even swing the whip and hit a fixed target accurately, let alone pierce the moving leaves.

But now, what did they see?

They saw Zhang Heng stabbed many fallen leaves, and, in Zhang Heng running like the wind, there are clouds and flowing water, in the unspeakable and unspeakable movements, so far, they have not seen even a fallen leaf escape from Zhang Heng’s hands. Three silver whips fell smoothly to the ground.

Not only the two of them, including Sun Yaoting's head, everyone was stunned and stared at the scene, even if they were dreaming.

How did Zhang Heng do it?

Isn't he obviously not capable of whiplash at all?

Didn't he practice using the long whip just now and almost beat himself into a pig's head?

Why now, the three-foot-long silver whip was handed in Zhang Heng's hand, but it suddenly seemed as if it had become so handy and handy?

Most people have a blank face, as if watching the most incredible legend happen, watching everything in front of them.

The three people near Zhang Heng thought for a while and finally understood the key point.

Zhang Heng does not know how to whip.

He still doesn't use the long whip at all.