With ten trillion disciples, my demon sect is invincible!

Zhang Heng looked at the huge mountain falling from the sky, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Is this impossible?"

Zhang Heng couldn't remember how many times he had said this today, but at this moment, his heart was really trembling. Even if he tried his best, he might not be able to lift the mountain of a billion feet!

But this Zhou Motou actually took it with his hand!

What is this, a magical power?

Not daring to hesitate, Zhang Heng turned the long sword in his hand and slashed at the mountain in the sky!

Boom!

The huge mountain fell, and the incomparable sword light between heaven and earth stopped instantly!

In less than a breath!

The sword world transformed by Sword 23 collapsed instantly!

"Stop it!"

Zhang Heng's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared with red eyes. He used all his strength and slashed the mountain with the long sword in his hand!

"Cut!"

Boom!

Boom!

The huge collision turned the void into nothingness, and the mountain was instantly chopped into ashes by the sword light!

Huh!

Zhang Heng let out a long breath, his hand holding the long sword trembled constantly, and his whole body was seriously disordered!

However, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He finally blocked the terrifying mountain.

But less than a breath!

The surprise in Zhang Heng's eyes instantly turned into horror!

Fog grass!

What caught his eyes was a pillar of thunder and light that reached the sky, rushing towards him with incomparable destructive power!

There was no time to prepare, Zhang Heng barely held up the long sword to make a defensive posture!

Boom!

A shocking loud noise resounded between heaven and earth. The terrifying power destroyed everything, the world collapsed, and even the mountain protection formation of the Tianmo Peak below was shaken by the aftermath.

The creatures watching in the distance retreated again and again, and finally retreated hundreds of thousands of miles away!

It took two breaths!

The world slowly returned to calm, and the creatures didn't care about their own state at all, and looked at the battle field in the distance!

They wanted to see if Zhang Heng was dead or not!

In the air, Zhang Heng held a long sword in his hand, kneeling on the ground, his whole body was like charcoal, he spat out blood, and a trace of gray appeared in his eyes.

Zhou Qiong's attack just now was not just a serious injury, but even injured his foundation. I am afraid that he will not be able to recover without recuperation for tens of thousands of years!

Zhang Heng looked up at the terrifying figure on the flying chariot in the distance, and murmured:

"How can you be so strong?"

Crack. Crack. Crack!

A crisp shattering sound rang out!

Zhang Heng looked down at the long sword in his hand, and saw cracks appearing on the long sword, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger!

Bang!

The long sword exploded instantly!

Zhang Heng looked at the long sword with only the hilt left in his hand, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, and shouted with grief and hatred:

"This is impossible, fake, everything is fake, I must be dreaming!"

Zhang Heng's face was covered with two lines of tears. This Qingfeng Sword is a token passed down by their Sword Alliance for hundreds of millions of years, and only the successive leaders can hold it!

But now it's broken in my hand!

I'm so ashamed of my ancestors!

The clones of the Daoist thoughts in the sky looked at Zhang Heng, who was seriously injured and dying, and opened their mouths wide.

"Fuck, so cruel, Zhang Heng was crippled in one move, and even the Qingfeng Sword passed down from my ancestors was destroyed!"

"I feel that I should not come to my original body, otherwise I might be in danger!" A clone of the Daoist thought said with a trembling mouth.

He found that Zhou Qiong's strength was far beyond his expectations. Even he himself was not sure to catch that mountain and fist just now!

No, he felt that he was going to die!

When the clones of Daoist thoughts heard this, they all had strange lights in their eyes, and they were on their way.

But there was no need to come now!

Then they all looked at Zhou Qiong, who was flying on the dragon, to see what Zhou Qiong would do next!

Flying on!

Zhou Qiong looked at Zhang Heng opposite, with a sneer on his face, and stretched out a hand to Zhang Heng!

A terrifying force of absorption descended on Zhang Heng!

"Not good!"

Zhang Heng felt the terrifying force that suddenly descended on him, and he roared and threw down the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"Use your body as a sword, break the void with the sword, and escape!"

Infinite sword intent suddenly emerged from Zhang Heng's body, and the whole figure seemed like a divine sword descending to the world. The sword intent instantly broke through the void and was about to escape!

Unfortunately, he was already seriously injured, how could he escape from Zhou Qiong's magic hand!

The body that was originally going to escape into the void went in the direction of the flying chase without his control at all!

Buzz.!

The void trembled, and Zhang Heng fell into the hands of the demon god with a face full of despair.

"Demon head Zhou, no, Master Zhou, you can't kill me. I am the leader of the Sword Alliance. If you kill me... you will provoke a war!"

Zhang Heng struggled frantically in the big hand of the demon god, but no matter how he struggled, he could not break free from the big hand of the demon god!

Zhou Qiong looked at Zhang Heng in his hand and said coldly:

"You attacked the Demon Cult's headquarters and wanted to kill the Demon Cult's chief steward. You deserve to die, and your Sword Alliance deserves to die too!"

"Go with peace of mind. I promise you that the Sword Alliance will accompany you!"

After saying that, Zhou Qiong exerted force with his big hand, and a terrifying might descended on Zhang Heng in an instant.

"No, the grievances of the demon Zhou have their own cause, and the debts have their own creditors. You can't embarrass my sword."

Bang!

A violent explosion sounded!

Zhang Heng was directly crushed into ashes by the demon god's big hand transformed by Zhou Qiong.

The leader of the Sword Alliance, a strong man of the second level of the Venerable!

Zhang Heng died!

As for whether he just attacked for revenge or to steal the magic elixir, it is no longer important!

"I didn't expect that it has only been a short time, but the demon Zhou killed the Venerable Realm like killing a chicken. This is too incredible."

"You are all old news. Last time with the Dragon Horse Clan, the demon Zhou killed the Howling Moon Wolf Venerable in one move!" The Minotaur listened to the discussion beside him and said disdainfully.

Other creatures looked at the Minotaur with disdain on their faces, and did not refute anything, although they all thought that Zhou Qiong's killing of the Howling Moon Wolf Venerable was a lie.

But they saw Zhou Qiong's killing of Zhang Heng in one second just now. No, it can't be said to be a kill in one second, it was a complete massacre!

On the Heavenly Demon Peak!

Millions of disciples of the Demon Cult watched their leader return and waved his hand to kill Zhang Heng, one of the great evils in Yangzhou and the leader of the Sword Alliance!

All the disciples of the Demon Sect were full of pride. They knelt on one knee and shouted to the sky:

"The Master is invincible in the world, he dominates the heavens, and he is feared by the universe!"

"The Master is invincible in the world, he dominates the heavens, and he is feared by the universe!"

"The Master is invincible in the world,!"