I practiced with a cheat

"That's right, you are calling me a thing without eggs!" Zhou Heng said with a smile, stroking his hands and looking at Chen Song, "Didn't I think you, a thing without eggs, are quite self-aware?"

Chen Song, who doesn't seem to have a very bright mind, can actually fall for such simple and low-level tricks. How can he survive until now?

"Zhou Heng! You're back!"

Yu He shouted excitedly.

The other apprentices at Longxing Martial Arts School also became extremely excited.

The teachers' faces, which were originally ashen, also regained their luster.

Lin Cang breathed a long sigh of relief, finally stopped trying to hold on, chose a less painful position, and lay down.

Unknowingly, they all regarded Zhou Heng as their backbone.

In this era when martial arts is prevalent.

Strength is everything.

The people on the opposite street who were watching the excitement suddenly became energetic and their faces glowed.

Originally, they had been watching Chen Song unilaterally crush him, and they only felt aggrieved.

Now Zhou Heng is back!

What an explosive twist!

"Fight! Fight!"

"Killing Chen Song, this bastard, is too arrogant, and I don't like him!"

"Ah! Zhou Heng is so handsome!"

"Fuck that Chen Song!"

At this moment, the people in Longxing Martial Arts Hall seemed to be fellow Zu'an fellows across from each other, exhaling all kinds of fragrances.

"You!? Despicable!" Chen Song's face turned the color of pig liver with anger. He was trembling all over, and the hand holding the long knife was trembling. He gritted his teeth and said:

"You are Zhou Heng, right? It seems that you were really hiding before. You were lying about leaving the city. Now that you are out, are you here to die?"

"Death? It's almost the same." Zhou Heng smiled, then his face turned cold, he clapped his hands and said, "Come on, everyone, play music and bring the things up!"

As soon as the words fell——

The sound of suona rang.

This is a funeral song.

Immediately afterwards, four big men walked out of the alley not far away. They were wearing black and white clothes. They were tall and strong, with dark skin. They were carrying a large coffin on their shoulders.

Bang!

Accompanied by the music that would only be played during funerals, these four big men who looked like black men placed the coffin carried on their shoulders in front of Chen Song.

"Did you see it?" Zhou Heng pointed at the coffin and said with a smile: "This is for you. It can almost be regarded as a death."

At this time, both the people in Longxing Martial Arts Hall and the onlookers on the street across the street were all stunned. They stared at Zhou Heng and the big coffin in disbelief with their eyes wide open.

Damn it! ?

Can you still play like this?

But this is too arrogant!

This Chen Song is not weak at all. Is Zhou Heng really so confident?

However, this kind of operation of delivering coffins on the street——

Really shocking!

"Zhou Heng, do you really want to die that much?" Chen Song was so angry that the veins on his forehead were exposed. He felt like there was a volcano inside his body that was about to erupt at any time. His hand was tightly holding the knife, and the blade was already slightly unsheathed.

"Draw out the knife." Zhou Heng hooked his fingers towards Chen Song, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and chuckled: "Lest you suffocate yourself to death."

"Ahhhhh!!" Chen Song seemed to be furious. He roared angrily and pulled the blade out of the sheath like a horse.

Zheng!

The blade trembles!

This is the sound that Chen Song made while wielding the sword while circulating his strong inner energy, causing the blade to vibrate. This can make the blade's attack power even more powerful!

Chen Song's strength is not weak, and he is definitely the best at the eighth level of martial arts. His sword skills are very superb, and as soon as he uses his moves, he can directly hit Zhou Heng's vitals.

His body skills are also very proficient. It can be seen that he has at least a perfect foundation of ninth-grade light body kung fu, and he also has a good eighth-grade light body kung fu, and his speed is extremely fast.

Almost as soon as he drew his sword, Chen Song was in front of Zhou Heng.

Such a lightning-like attack was far beyond any of his attacks today. Many apprentices and ordinary people could not even see clearly the trajectory of his movements and the way he used his sword.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Song's knife had already struck Zhou Heng in front of him.

So strong!

Really strong! !

This made the people in Longxing Martial Arts Hall tremble. At this moment, they fully realized that Chen Song was absolutely extremely powerful!

This sword alone can crush most of the eighth-level warriors in Huangtong Mansion City.

quick!

allow!

ruthless!

These three words are easy to say, but extremely difficult to do. Chen Song's sudden attack, which seemed to be caused by rage, did these three things.

"Zhou Heng, do you think I will really lose my mind because of your provocation?" Chen Song showed a proud smile on his face and said sarcastically: "You are too naive, I just did it to show you! You were fooled! Eat me!"

However, Zhou Heng's expression remained unchanged and he remained calm. He drew out his waist knife at an extremely fast speed and held it in front of him, blocking Chen Song's blow.

earn!

The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded, and the two knives collided together.

Chen Song's sword effort was so weird that Zhou Heng felt the sword in his palm vibrating continuously, as if it was about to fly away, and it contained a strong impact. Just this block forced him to take a step back to relieve his force.

Chen Song originally thought that he was at the eighth level of martial arts, with a strong internal energy, and his sword skills must be better than Zhou Heng's. The opponent would definitely be difficult to resist this sword strike.

However, at the moment when the blades collided, he felt a strong force coming from Zhou Heng's sword, which slightly dispersed his internal energy and caused pain in his palm. He took three steps back before he could get rid of this huge and almost terrifying force.

This made him feel that what he had just slashed was not Zhou Heng's sword, but a mountain that was knocked open!

That force was too great!

And it was neither internal energy nor strength, but pure strength!

Damn it!

This Zhou Heng was actually born with supernatural power!

Chen Song's eyes suddenly became extremely solemn when he looked at Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng also frowned slightly.

This Chen Song's strength was not weak, and for him, he was even more difficult to deal with than Kong Chengshun who was on the list of people.

Because he did not have the sword-breaking style.

Kong Chengshun used a sword, and when he was bare-handed, he also relied on internal energy, so Zhou Heng could use the six-way plum-breaking hand that was integrated with the sword-breaking style and the qi-breaking style to crush the victory.

But Chen Song used a sword, and now Zhou Heng also used a sword.

As for swordsmanship, Zhou Heng doesn’t even know an eighth-grade swordsmanship.

The reason why Zhou Heng was confident in using his sword to fight back was because of the two basic attribute bonuses of “agility” and “huge strength”.

But if he continued to use the sword, Zhou Heng was sure that this battle would become extremely difficult.

Then he could only be shameless...

Bang!

Zhou Heng suddenly threw the waist knife in his hand to the ground.

Chen Song was stunned and said in astonishment: “Are you going to admit defeat?”

Yu He, Lin Cang and others, as well as those on the opposite street, were also stunned. What was going on?

“You are the one who should admit defeat.” Zhou Heng smiled and took out the gloves that he had asked the military blacksmith to make before, put them on his hands, and moved his fingers, “Go on.”

If you don’t have enough cultivation, you can make up for it with equipment!

Weapon-level gloves, combined with the seventh-grade martial arts ‘Six-Way Plum Hand’! !