I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

The shopkeeper Zhao was shattered by his sword to the teacup in his hand, and he was placed between his eyebrows with a sword, but his face did not show the slightest look of fear, but a strange smile appeared.

The man couldn't help but feel Yihan for no reason, and he said, "What are you laughing at?"

"Are you laughing at me?"

"Now your little life is in my hands. Between my thoughts, I can keep you alive, and even between my thoughts, you can die."

"What are you still laughing at?"

"Aren't you laughing at yourself in an embarrassing situation now?"

"Don't worry, as long as you tell me everything we want to know, I will never kill you."

But when he heard that person's words, the look on Shopkeeper Zhao's face remained unchanged, still with a weird smile.

Everyone looked at Zhang Heng strange, and they didn't know what he was laughing at.

On the other side, when the man put the tip of the long sword in his hand against the head of Shopkeeper Zhao, threatening the other party to agree to answer his question, the door of the closet that had been closed tightly suddenly creaked at this moment. The sound, the next moment has already opened in an instant.

As the door of the closet was completely opened, a "thing" in the closet had been run out by the weird existence in the standing rule.

Immediately everyone realized that they had misunderstood that what was thrown out by the strange existence in the closet was not a "thing", but a person, or a person originally.

But now this person is dead.

This person is Lao Lei, but no one can recognize it. This person is Lao Lei.

Because Lao Lei was originally a nine-foot-tall man with a sturdy back, but now, he was thrown out by that strange existence, but it seemed to be just a torn sack.

Looking at the sack, it was only four feet long. The old Lei in the sack, his bones seemed to be crushed directly by some strange and powerful force, even his spinal cord was no exception.

Some people even speculate that the sound of drinking juice with a straw in the closet is most likely to be the weird spinal cord in the spine of the old Lei.

If it is not sucking its spinal cord, then it is most likely sucking Lao Lei's brain.

Because everyone can clearly see that there is an extra hole the size of a little finger on the top of Lao Lei's head. This hole is proof.

No one wanted to understand what the dead Lao Lei experienced.

No one wanted to figure out what happened to Lao Lei.

Everyone looked at Old Lei's original burly and tall, but now skinny and dilapidated corpse like a child, there was a chill in their hearts.

The expressions on the faces of all the strangers who looked into the closet were extremely pale, extremely frightened and worried.

Even Zhang Heng, who has always been calm and unchanging, began to see fine sweat on his face, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Zhang Heng tilted his head and looked at the direction where the closet was, while groaning the back of his head very distressedly.

At this moment, in the darkness of the closet that had just been opened, there was a squeaking sound after another. This sound was like the sound of an ear-piercing arrow.

Everyone had no time to figure out what weird and inexplicable changes had taken place in this closet. They saw that the seven tentacles that had been retracted in the closet suddenly became as sick as an arrow from the string at this moment. Shot out.

The front part of these seven tentacles, I don't know when, they have actually changed their appearance, and they have grown white spurs like daggers.

And these seven dagger-like bone spurs, the ultimate target of the attack is not someone else, but the person standing in the distance, forcing the treasurer Zhao to tell the whereabouts of the monster alien race.

Among the remaining nine people, most of them didn't see clearly at all. With this squeaking sound in front of them, what was going on in front of them was what it was like.

What's more, any bone spur that blocked the seven tentacles from attacking the man's back.

But not everyone, did not keep up with the speed of the seven tentacles, and not everyone, did not see who the target of the seven bone spurs were.

At least, Zhang Heng could see clearly who was the target of these seven tentacles.

Under the exploration of the five senses that he blessed the "power", the speed of these seven tentacles, for ordinary people, and even for the vast majority of brave people in the refining realm, although the speed is fast enough, it is fast enough. People can't figure out what is true or not at all.

But for Zhang Heng, the speed of these seven tentacles was still much slower after all.

At least before Zhang Heng used the power of vitality to perform the third stroke of the unique "Overlord Spear", the speed of the fastest blow was still much slower.

Even now, due to his identity, Zhang Heng is unable to use the power of his vitality to perform the "Overlord Spear" unique skills. He can still rely on the rapid improvement of his own forging realm, and at the same time integrate all kinds of weird powers, so His own speed has reached an incredible level.

What is incredible.

Unbelievable means that one thing can't even be imagined.

Just like Zhang Heng now.

He had been standing there in silence just now, with a look of surprise watching the strange existence in the closet making waves.

In the next instant, Zhang Heng's figure in the same place had disappeared.

When everyone saw Zhang Heng's figure again, he had already stood in front of Huang Gong who was forcing the interrogation of Zhao treasurer.

Obviously, the weird existence in the closet was the one who took the lead, and the speed at which that guy made his move had already reached the point where it was staggering.

But what is unbelievable is that the weird thorns of Qi and the tentacles that existed in the first set of rules have not yet come to the back of Huang Gong's men, and instantly penetrated his body.

But at this moment, Zhang Heng's figure had already appeared in front of the Huang Gong's men in advance.

Zhang Heng unexpectedly stopped in front of the seven extremely fast flying tentacles at this moment, blocking the path of the seven bone spurs trying to penetrate the back of the imperial man.

Now that he wants to penetrate Huang Gong's back and kill the opponent, these seven tentacles must first kill Zhang Heng who is blocking the front.

This is their only way. If you want to attack in a detour, think about Zhang Heng's speed, and you will know that it is not reliable at all.

But even if you attack Zhang Heng head-on, is it a wise decision?

Facts have proved that it was not a wise decision either.

The bone spurs at the end of the seven tentacles hardly changed their direction. They just made a slight adjustment and pierced straight towards Zhang Heng's body.

At this moment, the speed of these seven tentacles even once again increased by a notch.

Among them, a bone spur pierced straight to the center of Zhang Heng's brow.

The second bone spur pointed to Zhang Heng's throat.

The third bone spur points directly to Zhang Heng's heart.

The fourth bone spur points to Zhang Heng's own Dantian Qihai.

The fifth bone spur, the target of the attack, is Zhang Heng's spleen. If a person's spleen is attacked, it will cause a lot of bleeding, and the rapidly decreasing blood volume will cause that person to quickly lose his life.

The sixth bone spur of the tentacle attacked Zhang Heng's lungs. A person's lungs are also vital. As long as his lungs are destroyed, then this person will not be far from death.

The seven bone spurs in the tentacles did not attack Zhang Heng’s other places, but Zhang Heng’s own stomach. Sudden blow to the stomach of a person was enough to make this person pass out in a coma and lose consciousness. . Needless to say, if this person's stomach was destroyed by a direct hole.

However, seeing the bone spurs at the tip of the other's seven tentacles, they rushed toward his face fiercely.

The look on Zhang Heng's face became calm again.

He stretched out his right hand and touched his nose. In the next moment, a rotten silver gun without a spear head that was carried on his back was suddenly taken by him.

In the next instant, the rotten silver spear in his hand was swayed at will, just like the sacred hand of Danqing splashed ink, but it seemed to fit the most mysterious and most subtle natural true meaning.

Swish...

The originally ordinary rotten silver spear arrived in Zhang Heng's hands, and suddenly, it seemed to have turned into a silver dragon with teeth and claws flying in the air.

Where the silver dragon turned into a rotten silver spear passed, the sound of sneer chuckled endlessly.

This chick chick sounded for a total of seven times before finally returning to calm.

Amidst these seven faint chirps that were no larger than the sound of flipping a book, the weird existence in the darkness in the closet suddenly made a weird and stern scream again.

At this time, everyone was looking incredible at Zhang Heng who had stolen the rotten silver gun in his hand again.

Then they turned their gazes to the ground between the cabinet and Zhang Heng.

On the floor of the shopkeeper's room in the original spotless Huangyang Restaurant.

Seven severed tentacles were lying on the ground.

At this time, the seven **** tentacles were still doing their last dying struggle, like a group of snakes dancing, strange and disgusting.

Knowing that Zhang Heng slightly frowned and looked down at the seven tentacles that were struggling and twisting, he suddenly shot again and swept across.

The gun was swept out, and the gun body trembled violently, humming like a swarm of bees passing by.

The rotten silver gun was in the eyes of everyone, and because of the violently trembling gun body, it turned into a dazzling silver beam of light.

Where the silver beam of light passed, the seven weird and twisted tentacles on the ground disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, turning into a pool of blood.

The weird existence in the closet seemed to still be sensitive to his own seven tentacles.

At this time, the seven tentacles were suddenly turned into blood mud by Zhang Heng's shot, and the strange existence in the closet immediately let out a stern scream again.