I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Wang Luren did not hesitate to drew a sword hanging around his waist when the white-haired and elegant old man was speaking.

It was an ancient sword soldier who looked simple and sharp, and seemed to have gone through the vicissitudes of life.

The scabbard of the entire sword seems to be cast in bronze, without any extra fancy texture, but with mottled rust throughout. These mottled rusts add to the unique charm of the sword.

Is this the taste of time?

The sword must be sharp enough to survive the vicissitudes of life.

The wine needs to be cellared for many years before it is full-bodied and intoxicating.

It takes ten years of hard work for a person to be able to accumulate something and make a blockbuster.

But Zhang Heng, who was opposite Wang Luren, saw the Yuan Bing in the opponent's hand, and suddenly couldn't help but curled his lips, chuckled and shook his head.

Because Zhang Heng discovered that the Yuanbing Sword, on the surface, was a top-grade yellow sword, a thousand-year-old sword that had experienced vicissitudes.

However, in essence, it was just a handful of ordinary materials, a yellow-ranked mid-level soldier who had just been cast for less than a year and a half.

And it still barely reached the yellow middle grade.

This is actually a fake ancient sword.

Zhang Heng had only seen people selling fake antiques and fake jade in the previous world. It was the first time in this world that he saw the Yuan soldiers worn by someone who was actually a forgery.

Wang Luren, who was opposite Zhang Heng, was still ignorant at this time. He pulled out the shining Yuan Bing and took a very satisfied look. Then he turned the Yuan Bing inside the Yuan Bing without hesitation and controlled the Yuan Bing long sword with a sword like Shocked, a white light flashed across the air, and the tip of the sword trembled like a snake, piercing Zhang Heng's eyes.

Zhang Heng saw it, but smiled faintly. Zhang Heng's hands were drooping, and the Overlord's gun in his left hand pointed directly at the ground, motionless, just like the Yuan soldier's long sword stabbed by Wang Luren, without the slightest power, but just a paper tiger. It's just a scary display.

When Wang Luren saw it, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the coldness hidden in his eyes became thicker. He wanted Zhang Heng to be arrogant and create a chance for himself to defeat him: "Heaven is forgiven for sin, it is forgiving, and you cannot live! You! Seek death by yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

While speaking, Wang Luren's sword vitality in his hand became more turbulent, and his speed was three points faster than before, and its power seemed to be more than 70% stronger than before.

At this time, the blades on both sides of the long sword in Wang Luren's hand had actually appeared a faint blue-gray sword light.

He has actually condensed the vitality in his long sword to the point of saturation!

He has only hit the first blow, and he has actually made an all-out effort!

Wang Luren actually wanted to complete his work in one battle and defeat his opponent Zhang Heng with just one blow.

Of course he wants to do it!

Before Zhang Heng, there have been many times. With the full blow of the Overlord Spear, the enemy was defeated and defeated. It attracted the cheers of the children of the family.

Wang Luren always thought that such a good opportunity for both fame and fortune should belong to him. Why should such an opportunity be left to Zhang Heng, a little-known and nasty kid?

Since Zhang Heng can create such a scene, so can Wang Luren!

Not only can he, he is also preparing to let Zhang Heng experience the pain of being defeated with a single sword on Zhang Heng.

In the way of a person, he is also treated as a person. This is the highest state of face slaps.

At that time, his Wang Luren will naturally gain both fame and fortune, but his opponent Zhang Heng will become notorious because of this, and become a trivial stepping stone for Wang Luren to climb up the road of spiritual practice.

Wanting to fight here, Wang Luren couldn't help but a faint smile appeared on his face, a satisfied smile, a twisted smile.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a clear cry.

Wang Luren suddenly realized that the ancient sword of Yuan soldiers in his hand suddenly became lighter in the clear sound.

That's because Zhang Heng on the opposite side had already shot, he just waved the Overlord Spear in his hand at will.

The Yuanbing Yangtze River in Wang Luren's hands that had pierced his eyes had been swept away by his overlord's spear, and then broke like rotten wood at a place one-third away from the hilt of the sword.

Two-thirds of the sword's edge has disappeared, and the Yuan soldiers in Wang Luren's hands will naturally be much lighter.

Wang Luren was immersed in his imagination. Suddenly he made a loud noise and saw that the Yuan soldier in his hand was cut off by Zhang Heng who was opposite. A chill rose in his heart, and his whole person suddenly became sober.

After waking up, he decided to retreat and admit defeat. In his consciousness, he hardly made the slightest struggle or hesitation.

This time, he originally wanted to pick up the bargain, but at this time he suddenly discovered that Zhang Heng on the opposite side had gone through a big battle. After the hard fight, he had not become as weak as he had speculated. He just shot it and turned it off. With the Yuan soldiers in his hand, he dared to make more stops there.

With his mind turned, he had subconsciously wanted to turn around and back, and at the same time he called out three words: "I admit defeat."

I have to say that his reaction and strain, for himself, has achieved the fastest extreme that he can do.

But it's not fast enough.

At least compared to Zhang Heng's shot, it is not fast enough.

The moment Wang Luren hadn't turned around, the moment when Wang Luren had just spoken, there was still no word in his mouth.

The Overlord Spear in Zhang Heng's left hand has been shot for the second time.

Zhang Heng just lightly waved his left hand casually. He did not go all out and cautiously when he confronted Yuan Shijie before.

But even Zhang Heng's casual blow with the Overlord Spear didn't use the unique tricks of "Overlord Spear", but Wang Luren still couldn't evade it.

Zhang Heng just took a casual blow, the dark Overlord's spear, the cold and sharp tip of the gun had already been spotted on Wang Luren's abdomen dantian.

Then Zhang Heng's overlord's spear suddenly spit out a fierce and domineering force, piercing Wang Luren's Dantian Qi sea. Dantian is the three most important human body. Any touch by the guards may cause immeasurable losses to people.

When Zhang Hen's fierce vitality instantly pierced Wang Luren's Dantian Qi sea, Wang Luren's face instantly turned pale as paper.

He only felt that in his Dantian Qi Sea, the Qi Sea whirlpool that was originally rotating at extreme speed, mobilizing the vitality of his body, suddenly burst at this moment. Then the vitality in his entire body began to spread to the outside world at an incredible speed.

In just a moment, Wang Luren was already in his body, and he could no longer detect Yuanli's trace.

In just a moment, Wang Luren had already fallen from a high brave man to the mortal world, becoming a humble and lowly ordinary mortal who can be deceived by everyone.

By now, Wang Luren still couldn't believe it. His face was pale, his lips were dry and he stared at Zhang Heng and said, "You actually destroyed my Dantian Qihai! Why? We have no grievances and no grudges, why are you so vicious, why do you want to So to me?"

Zhang Heng stared at Wang Luren in front of him. He still remembered the arrogance and disdain of the other party a moment ago, as well as the non-smiling pair of the other party, only cold eyes, full of bloodthirsty and crazy killing eyes.

"Why? Why should I abolish your Dantian Qihai?"

"Isn't it because you provoked me in the first place and wanted to kill me for no reason?"

"Actually, I also want to ask this question, why we have no grievances, but you are so vicious that you only want to kill me?"

Wang Luren was silent. He originally thought that he was hiding well, but facts proved that he was not.

Not only Zhang Heng on the fighting platform, but also the white-haired and elegant old man on the edge of the fighting platform. He stared at Wang Luren blankly, and said indifferently: "If you want to kill, you must do well. Prepare to be killed."

"What's more, you are lucky enough, because you want to kill someone, but they have left you a life."

"You should actually be grateful."

Zhang Heng only smiled faintly when he heard it, and said to the elegant white-haired old man: "You don't have to let him thank me. I won't kill him, it's just because I don't like killing people."

"You still ask him, do you want to admit defeat? If he doesn't admit defeat, although he doesn't like it, I don't mind sending him another shot with the Overlord Spear."

Without waiting for the white-haired and elegant old man to speak, Wang Luren took the initiative to give in. He had already given up before.

Now it is just another confirmation.

Although Dantian Qihai was gone, it was better than losing his life.

At this point, he is still very sober.

After listening to Wang Luren's words, Zhang Heng once again looked at the white-haired elegant old man in front of him: "Since someone has already conceded, then may I ask? When will my next duel appear?"

Zhang Heng's next duel did not appear, because this person was in the semi-circular square just now, and he was sitting in an unobtrusive corner nearby, carefully observing Zhang Heng's performance in this battle.

Seeing Zhang Heng's easy shot, he cut off the original soldier in the opponent's hand, followed by another extremely random shot, which abolished the opponent's Dantian Qihai.

Originally, like Wang Luren, he wanted to get cheap, but the moment he saw the previous scene, it suddenly faded.

He couldn't understand why Zhang Heng, who has won 15 games in a row and didn't know how many rounds he fought, should have been exhausted, but why didn't he show the slightest fatigue?

Why does Zhang Heng still behave so vigorously and amazingly in combat power up to now?

This person does not understand.

Unknown things are the most terrifying things.

Therefore, for Zhang Heng on the high platform in front of him, he only had fear in his heart, and he had no intention of wanting to fight against each other on the platform.

He did not hesitate to choose to abstain.

After him, there has been the largest abstention wave in Tian Ze Lou in recent years in the battle of the first-grade bronze brave.

Regardless of the reason, there were four more people at the same time choosing to go downhill at the same time.

Many people simply don't want to stand on a high platform to face Zhang Heng's incredible boy.