Douluo blood duke

Chapter 133 Sword welcomes six people

The cold voice resounded in the enclosed space and echoed for a full three seconds. No one knew what Zhang Heng meant. They were all disturbed by the murderous intent carried in that voice.

They didn't know that Zhang Heng was not angry at all about what they said about him, such as jealousy, cronyism, good and evil, etc., because although there were false rumors in those rumors, , but nine points are true, obviously Wu Hao spent a lot of thought in dealing with him.

He doesn't care if his reputation is damaged. After all, his identity is here. Even if his reputation is bad, so what, can he lose a piece of meat, or lower his cultivation base a little?cannot!
What really pissed him off was the audience's attitude towards their Blood Bats team before the game started.

In the past, when their Blood Bat team was strong, each and every one of them wished they could serve them tea and water, and act like cows and horses. Now, if there is a little trouble, it's like changing the group of people.

"Irregular white-eyed wolf."

Thinking like this, Zhang Heng turned his head to look at the referee and opponent with a cold face.

Although he was angry with these audiences, he soon stopped caring about them. After all, he was not familiar with them. The most important thing for him now is to prepare well. One match is enough to bring back the honor of himself and his team. The game, a game so exciting that anyone who mentions it will be dumbfounded, so that his shot will make sense.

Zhang Heng first observed the referee, and when he saw the referee's eyes, he felt something was wrong just at the first glance.

He had been in contact with the elders from Wuhun City before, and among those elders, one counted as the other, they all had a look of arrogance, even if they were weaker than you, they would only give you relative respect, but they would not treat you Too much. Lick, because they have faith and pride deep in their bones.

But the person in front of him is different. Zhang Heng's first feeling when he saw him was that this person was a strong man, but the second time he saw this person exuded from the inside out, it was disgusting. slavishness.

Seeing Zhang Heng looking at him, referee Kaier turned his head and looked at him with a flat gaze, but Zhang Heng felt a trace of hatred that he tried to hide from his eyes.

"So that's it. This guy doesn't seem to be a good thing. It's really interesting. He even dared to pretend to be the elder of Wuhun City. It's really crazy."

Zhang Heng smiled at him, and Kaie twitched his cheeks, showing a smile uglier than crying, which was a response.

"You are Zhang Heng."

And at this moment, a curious call sounded in Zhang Heng's ear.

Zhang Heng turned his head and saw that among the seven people facing him, the only man in a white robe who looked like a woman was looking at him.

Zhang Heng smiled, and said, "Don't you think it's a bit strange for you to ask this question? After all, your current persona is a genius who is oppressed by me."

"You don't even know me, so why are you being persecuted by me?"

"Hahaha."

Yin Ming covered his face and smiled twice, and said: "You are really interesting, because you are so interesting, I advise you to surrender quickly. I have heard about you and know that you are very strong, but Facing us, there is no chance of winning at all, so there is no need to waste time."

"Oh, I just surrender like this, you will be willing."

Zhang Heng asked with a light smile.

Snapped.

Yin Ming slammed the fan shut, and the six people beside him looked up at him at the same time, as well as the referee.

"What's the meaning."

He squinted his eyes and asked Zhang Heng in a low voice.

Zhang Heng shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not interesting. Since everyone is here, let's start quickly. I don't have the idea of ​​losing without a fight, so don't say anything else, and persuade me to surrender. If you don't have a chance, it's a waste of time. "

"Oh yeah, well then, good luck."

"Thank you."

After the two exchanged a few words with each other, they turned their backs to each other and walked in two opposite directions.

At this time, the audience in the auditorium came back to their senses, each and every emotion was like a spring that was suppressed to the limit, bursting out in an instant, forming a bigger wave of crusade than before, pressing on Zhang Heng like a mountain. Come.

"Stinky, you bastard"

"Trash man, rotten man, ****"

The vulgar language and angry abuse made people tremble with fear, fearing that they would be drowned by the torrent of saliva.

However, Zhang Heng, who was in front of everyone's tongue, still had a calm face. He turned around slightly, raised his head, and looked around. , but the lips are like being nailed, and they can't speak at all.

When Zhang Heng withdrew his eyes, the ring was also quiet.

Kaier Lati took a deep look at him, then announced the start of the match and exited the ring.

On the wide arena, only the two sides who are about to fight are left.

"What an interesting person, it's a pity to let him die like that."

Yin Ming raised his arm, and gently wiped his lips with his thumb, revealing a trace of ecstasy and charm on his beautiful face.

"Master, just wait here, let me deal with that kid for you, I guarantee that I will take him down within ten moves."

"Hey, you guys still want to take credit. Since you said that, then young master, give him to me. Five strokes, within five strokes, I can kill him."

"Three tricks. No less."

The few people standing beside Yin Ming looked confident, and rushed to Yin Ming for the opportunity to make a move. In their eyes, Zhang Heng seemed to have become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no ability to resist at all. Fat.

Yin Ming frowned, his eyes swept across their faces coldly.

The six people panicked, each took three or four steps back, and then lowered their heads. At this time, the six big and three thick men were like children who made a mistake, waiting for punishment.

"What did I tell you, the lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, you are doing it now, do you really think that the opponent is an ant that can be crushed to death? Or, do you think that you are already strong enough to not listen to my advice?"

Yin Ming gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"Don't dare."

"We dare not."

The six said in unison, fear almost written all over their faces.

"Hmph, that Zhang Heng is not an easy guy to deal with, so in the first wave of attacks, the six of you will attack together, you understand."

"understood."

After the six people responded loudly, they turned and looked at Zhang Heng side by side.

And Zhang Heng, looking at them, yawned boredly.

With his current speed, he can approach those guys and launch a sudden attack while they are plotting something.

But if you do that, the next thing will be difficult to handle.

This time he participated in this soul fighting competition mainly because he wanted to verify some things.

When they went to the Soul Beast Forest with Chu Yu to obtain a soul ring for them, they met the elder of the Wuhun City on the way. At first, the elder talked and laughed with them, and even invited them to walk together. It was fine for Chu Yu and Zhang Heng to show their martial spirits in front of him, and even show their martial spirits.

But when he knew that Chu Yu had driven her Wuhun, the corpse-eating insects went to investigate the surroundings, the elder suddenly turned his face.

You must know that Chu Yu was also very cautious at the time, did not reveal any flaws, controlled only a small number of corpse worms, and did not reveal the means of the evil soul master, but the elder of Wuhun City insisted that Chu Yu was an evil soul division.

Afterwards, under Zhang Heng's persecution, he told Zhang Heng that they judge whether a soul master is an evil soul master not only by whether they have shown evil means, but also by feeling an evil breath to distinguish evil spirits. soul master.

Zhang Heng learned his method of distinguishing, but he never felt it, because that method needs to be used in battle, but the evil soul master beside him, a Chu Yu, dared not attack him at all, and a Yunxue, who had no fighting ability , which made him quite distressed, but now it's all right, there are seven on the opposite side, oh no, eight.

As for why he wants to master this method, the reason is of course to study the perception method to avoid this evil aura, otherwise, how can he rest assured that Yunxue will participate in the competition.

Zhang Heng put down his hands, closed his mouth taking a deep breath of air, looked at the six people who turned to face him, and said with a cracked smile, "Is it finally about to start? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the six people walking towards him shook their arms in the same way, and in their long sleeves, six identical bloody silver-bladed knives with a length of 1.2 meters were exposed. Come out, and at the same time, five spirit rings emerged beside the six people, a total of thirty spirit rings, intersecting yellow and purple, which looked very visually impactful and shocked people's hearts.

Seeing the other party revealing his martial soul, Zhang Heng didn't wait any longer. Six soul rings, purple, purple, black, black, and black, appeared beside him at the same time, but he didn't call out the martial soul blood demon, but controlled the soul power With blood gushing out from the palm of his hand, the second soul ring flashed, and a blood shadow sword was held in his hand around.

"superior."

The moment he saw Zhang Heng revealing his soul ring, the person who seemed to be the leader among the six people tightened his expression and said in a low voice.

Then, beside the six people, a round of yellow soul rings flickered at the same time, and their black robes were covered with a layer of silver light. When the silver light covered their bodies, they started running, and the speed of their progress was visible to the naked eye. After only three seconds, the audience could only see six silver beams rushing towards Zhang Heng side by side.

Zhang Heng twisted his wrist. Being used to the big sword, he felt a little awkward when using the long sword, but after a few simple swings, he found the sense of the sword.

He closed his eyes, straddled his steps, and walked around. His steps were sometimes agile and sometimes steady, like galloping like thunder, and like a tree taking root.

His arms didn't stop either, the Blood Shadow Sword flew up and down, delicate and dangerous sword flowers bloomed in the air, and strips of slender blood-colored light surrounded him.

"Pretending to be a ghost, go to hell!"

After a few blinks, the six members of the emperor team arrived at a position a few meters in front of Zhang Heng.

They attacked from all directions separately, one jumped up to the top of Zhang Heng's head, stabbed with a straight blade upside down, one leaped mid-air, and slashed down with a horizontal blade, one left and one right, flanking attack, one crawled and bent over, Holding the knife in both hands, his target was Zhang Heng's leg, and another person circled around Zhang Heng's back at some point, and stabbed out with a sharp blade.

In an instant, Zhang Heng has fallen into a dangerous situation where there is no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth.

But at this moment, Zhang Heng opened his eyes, and a red light flashed in the corner of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)