I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

The old man opposite Zhang Heng stared at Zhang Heng at this time, carefully looking at Zhang Hengzhou's body and down, not letting go of any corner.

But in the end, even the old man himself was deeply confused.

Suddenly at this moment, on the semi-circular square, a senior expert suddenly squinted at the head of the old man opposite Zhang Heng, and said in surprise and inexplicably: "Look at the top of Old Fan's head, everyone."

Zhang Heng's opponent's surname is Fan, and this expert calls him Fan Lao, which is a respectable name.

Hearing the expert's words, everyone immediately looked at the top of Fan Lao's head, and then in the semi-circular square, there were many young and inexplicable voices in an instant.

"how can that be!"

"It's incredible!"

"It turns out that Zhang Heng's last Overlord Spear was not meant to shoot down those three small Yuanbing Swords!"

On the 9th floor of Tianze Building, the master Xiao's study room.

At this time, the three people, Louzhu Xiao, were also opening three pairs of eyes, and staring at the top of Old Man Fan's head together.

After seeing everything clearly, the three pairs of eyes suddenly filled with incredible shock.

In the video in front of the three of them, Old Fan used a wooden hairpin on top of his head to form a bun the size of a fist.

The one who was shot by Old Man Fan before attacking Zhang Heng finally took three small blue swords of Yuan soldiers, and at this time, he quietly inserted them in the top of Fan Old Man's hair bun.

Three small blue swords were in a vertical row, deeply nailed to the center of Fan's hair bun, only the hilt of the sword remained outside the bun.

The most wonderful thing is that the distance between these three small Yuanbing sharp swords, each Yuanbing sharp sword, is exactly the same, and it seems that they have been measured.

Louzhu Xiao stared at the hilt of the three small Yuanbing sharp swords in front of him, and suddenly said, "I have heard of the magical skill of piercing Yang with a hundred steps. I have never heard of it. Someone can easily use the defensive skills. , So that the leaves won't touch the body, dripping water won't touch the clothes."

"I've never heard of someone who can not only leave a leaf without touching the body, without dripping water, but also can directly counterattack the Yuan soldiers who have attacked the opponent, and the counterattack can actually pierce the Yang with a hundred steps, and it is extremely accurate! "

A-Lian on one side listened, and a faint smile appeared on her face, she said: "It is indeed a magical skill!"

"And it's more than that, did the original poster notice? The three Yuanbing swords that Zhang Heng counterattacked back, if it weren't for the reminder from the fighting platform, maybe Old Man Fan hasn't noticed it yet."

"In other words, Zhang Heng's attack was almost silent."

The point Alian mentioned has extraordinary significance.

If you can't do it almost silently, then the opponent will most likely detect it in advance, and be on guard in advance. It is not easy to counterattack successfully.

But now Zhang Heng can do it, almost silently. In this way, if it is a sudden move, Zhang Heng's defensive skill will immediately show its terrifying lethality on the offensive end.

After hearing the words of the two of them, Huolan couldn't help but exclaimed: "Yes, not bad. It seems that this young man, Zhang Heng, is enough to win the position of the third guardian of the first grade!"

"Where did A-Lian get the talents! She is really a wise eye!"

There was a lot of admiration in his mouth, but Huo Lan looked into the image, and Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

On the fighting platform, Zhang Heng stood quietly, staring at Old Man Fan on the opposite side, without saying a word, only a faint smile appeared on his mouth.

Elder Fan, who was ten feet away, was now in his hand. He took off the three Yuanbing small swords from the top of his head and took a look at it in his palm. Then he couldn't help but sighed and put it in his metal armor. In the pocket.

Afterwards, the broad metal sleeves of the old man's hands suddenly waved, and there was a continuous ding-ding-dong-dong. Suddenly, the densely packed fine weapons on the ground immediately resembled the flocks of birds returning home at dusk, and they were all caught by the old man in an instant. Income in double sleeves.

After putting everything in order, Old Man Fan turned around and looked directly at Zhang Heng. Then he suddenly bowed to the ground and bowed to Zhang Heng. He said, "Fan, thank Brother Zhang for not killing. This time, Fan Mou Be willing to go down!"

Zhang Heng quickly returned the gift.

Later, the majestic middle-aged man on the side faintly announced that the first round of the silver brave duel ended in Zhang Heng's victory.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Heng launched the second round of his silver brave duel.

At the same time, the previous Fierce Tiger was in the Silver Warriors rank. After seven consecutive victories, he finally ushered in the eighth round of his own Silver Warriors duel.

This time, unexpectedly, his opponent did not, like the previous two brave men, unanimously chose to abstain from voting and lose without a fight.

Because, this time, Tiger's opponent is not an outsider, but one of the three guards at Tianzelou who are preparing for the first grade except for Zhang Heng.

And on the fighting platform where Zhang Heng was located, at this time, a young man who seemed to be fighting spirit and aggressive, stepped onto the fighting platform right now and came to the opposite side of Zhang Heng to settle down.

The young man is dressed in white clothes like snow. On top of the white clothes, there are embroidered old plums. On the dark and rugged branches of the old plums, there are dotted with the red plum blossoms that will not bloom, like clouds and blood.

Behind him, a bright jewel decoration, a silver gleaming Yuan soldier sword was slanted on his back.

The whole person of the young man seemed to exude an elegant and handsome aura.

Around Ling Ring Square, many girls saw him. Even if he didn't know how strong he was, just by looking at his clothes and appearance, he felt that he must be extraordinary.

And many young people suddenly became a little idiot when they saw the girls around them, with eyes full of little stars, and they couldn't help but move, thinking about when they are free, or if they want to follow the young people on the fighting platform. Set of silver swords in white clothes that looked like this and pulled the wind came out.

In the eyes of everyone, not waiting for the majestic middle-aged man and Zhang Heng to speak, the handsome-looking young man had his head slightly raised, his eyes slightly squinted, and he looked at Zhang Heng who was opposite: "I know who you are. , Zhang Heng, a freshman at Anxi Brave Academy, had 21 consecutive victories in one night last night and was successfully promoted to the silver brave list of Tianzelou."

"Your combat power, compared to other people, is indeed a bit tricky."

"But for me Leng Shixian, there is no difference between you and my previous opponent."

"If you turn around and leave now, I believe this will be one of the wisest choices you have ever made in your life."

While speaking, there was a strange wave in the handsome young man Leng Shixian's body, and immediately after that, outside his body, an intangible substance filled with a strange breath that was hard to ignore.

On the semi-circular square, the young and middle-aged girl noticed the peculiar aura of Leng Shixian's body, and could not help feeling that the other party's temperament became more elegant and dusty, just like a person in a fairy.

But as to what is shrouded in Leng Shixian's whole body, they don't have the slightest answer in their hearts, and some only have puzzles and doubts.

However, among the young girls, after a connoisseur watched for a few breaths, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly said, "This, is it the ‘Misty Immortal Qi’ cultivated by the ‘Tao of Nourishing Qi’?"

"The way to nourish the qi is extremely difficult, and I didn't expect someone to see the way for the first time! It is indeed a genius!"

"Furthermore, every kind of'qi' cultivated by the rumored way of nourishing qi is wonderful."

"This ethereal and immortal aura alone can instantly increase the power of at least 30% when the cultivator is performing light-weight skills, making the body as light as a swallow, walking like a swallow, and cultivating to the extreme. It can even make people taller than a goshawk. The fastest big monster flashing sparrow racing."

"It seems that this time, there is about to be a splendid battle between dragons and tigers."

After hearing the expert's words, the young girls couldn't help but stared at the center of the fighting platform with intense interest.

In the center of the fighting platform, Zhang Heng seemed to turn a blind eye to the rich and weird aura permeating Leng Shixian's body. The middle-aged man said boringly: "Hey, ruling, someone is bragging, you don't care, if you don't care, then declare the game to start."

"Let me clean him up."

Then, Zhang Heng looked at the opposite Leng Shixian with a look of contempt, and he didn't give him the slightest expression of good looks.

Ten meters away, Leng Shixian picked up Zhang Heng's appearance, and finally couldn't bear it, and suddenly sneered: "Since you like to find death, I will send you to die!"

Immediately after hearing a very clear short clank, the opposite Leng Shixian had already pulled out the silver long sword behind him abruptly.

Suddenly, clouds of smoke swirled beneath his feet, as if riding in the wind and fog, Leng Shixian held a silver long sword and stab Zhang Heng's throat.

Leng Shixian's shot was extremely fast, even without the permission of the majestic middle-aged man, he had already stabbed Zhang Heng in front of him with a single sword, and he was only a stone's throw away from Zhang Heng's throat.

However, Zhang Heng, who was opposite Leng Shixian, seemed to be caught off guard. It wasn't until Leng Shixian bullied himself that Zhang Heng suddenly got lucky with his dantian and poured the surging vitality into his overlord spear one after another in the sea of ​​qi. The vitality in the Overlord Spear was instantly saturated, and Zhang Heng shook his arms and suddenly shot the Overlord Spear in his hand.

At the same time, Zhang Heng did not forget to face the majestic middle-aged man with his head sideways, and said helplessly: "Hey, you see, I was forced to fight back only when I was forced to fight back."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Heng's forearm-thick Overlord's Spear had already hit the target between the lightning and the fire.

The Overlord Spear in Zhang Heng's hand was like a blue dragon swinging its tail, sweeping across a thousand troops. It was just a blow. It not only hit the silver Yuanbing longsword in Leng Shixian's hand. At the same time, the Overlord Spear in Zhang Heng's hand was also A shot directly hit Leng Shixian's chest.

Immediately, I heard a clank, accompanied by a click, and finally a touch and a scream of screams and crying.