I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

There was a hissing voice.

It was the whip of bones imitating the weird neighing sound of a viper.

The nine long bone whips attacked at the same time. Under the saturation attack, even if Zhang Heng could tell which one was the real long bone whip and the other one was a phantom, it was useless now.

He no longer has a rotten silver gun in his hand, unarmed, unable to reveal his identity as a brave, and taking out the Overlord's gun to deal with, what can Zhang Heng do?

Do something? It only seems to sit and wait?

But how could Zhang Heng sit still?

But in fact, in the face of the overwhelming attack from the bone whip, Zhang Heng seemed to have been frightened by the blow, and he didn't even move the bullet.

The sound of puff puff puff puffs continuously, and in an instant, it seems that Zhang Heng, who has lost his resistance, has been pierced through his body by nine white bone whips in an instant.

The jeweled white bone whip retracted in front of Old Man Yang.

Seeing him in front of him, Zhang Heng was pierced by nine fierce and sharp white bone whips. In an instant, Zhang Heng's body seemed to have become a torn sack that could not be broken.

Now, the torn sack is like a flower fountain, spraying blood from the pierced wound to the outside without money.

And Zhang Heng's face was pale at this time without a trace of blood.

However, he is still alive. He still breathes, he still has a heartbeat, he still has a pulse, and he hasn't closed his own eyes yet.

Old man Yang looked at the faint breath in front of him, as if Zhang Heng who would die in the next moment, his expression was full of enjoyment: "Why are you still alive?"

When Zhang Heng heard the other party’s words, he was obviously bruised and bruised, and his breath was weak. He seemed to die at any time, but he could still laugh. He only listened to him funny saying: "I'm still alive, not because you want me to continue to live, no Is it because of your nine white bone whips that have avoided the vital points of my body?"

"I'm still alive, naturally because you still want me to live."

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, Old Man Yang frowned slightly: "I want you to live, why do I want you to live?"

Hearing the other party's inquiry, Zhang Heng had an indifferent look on his face: "How do I know why you want me to live?"

"Maybe you are a pervert, and you like to absorb the vitality of the other party while the prey is alive, so that the other party can feel the fear of their own life slowly disappearing over time."

"Perhaps it is because you do this, which is more beneficial to you. For example, absorbing the vitality of blood from a living person is more helpful to you than absorbing the vitality of blood from a dead person."

Hearing Zhang Heng’s words, Old Man Yang’s peachy eyes were slightly narrowed, and he stared at Zhang Heng who was close at hand in front of him: "You know? How did you know, I remember I never I have revealed it to you in this regard."

"Didn't you already perform in front of me to capture the vitality of living people?" Zhang Heng replied in a leisurely manner, as if he didn't care about his own life or death. "That time, you could have been caught off guard and used yourself directly. The white bone whip shattered the opponent's heart, causing the opponent to die immediately, but you didn't do that."

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, Old Man Yang was faintly uneasy: "So, because you anticipated that I would not kill you in advance, you would rather be pierced through by my nine white bone whips?"

The answer to Old Man Yang was "not bad".

"You would rather be penetrated by me than escape. You must have your purpose. What is your purpose?"

The answer to Old Man Yang was still two words, and the two words were spit out calmly: "Kill you."

Hearing Zhang Heng's answer, Old Man Yang was stunned for a moment. In the next moment, he almost laughed out of his breath: "You want to kill me with the current you?"

"When you have a rotten silver gun in your hand and are unscathed, you are not my opponent and cannot hurt me at all."

"Now your body is riddled with holes pierced by my white bone whip. Your vitality and blood will soon become my nourishment. Now you are defenseless and bruised. Why can you kill me?"

The answer to Old Man Yang is still only two words, two calm words: "By this."

When Zhang Heng spoke, almost the only intact left hand on his body had already shaken abruptly, and his five fingers were gathered together like a sharp cone, like the tip of a gun, and the weird strength in his left arm shook in an instant.

With a soft bang, Zhang Heng's left hand was already swept out.

This bare-handed blow didn't have an astonishing momentum, but it was almost at its extreme. It seemed to be three points faster than Zhang Heng's previous full-strength shooting speed.

The old man Yang had just seen Zhang Heng's left hand tremble slightly. In the next moment, his slender peach eyes were already widened to the extreme in an instant, and his eyes were filled with an incredible look.

The muscles on his face were twisted, looking at Zhang Heng who was close at hand, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound. Only the red blood flowed silently from his mouth.

He lowered his head and saw Zhang Heng's disappearing left arm. At this time, he appeared abruptly in front of his own throat.

Zhang Heng turned his hand into a spear with his bare hands. He used his martial arts spear technique, which was born out of "Overlord Spear". One blow penetrated the old man Yang's throat.

Looking at Old Man Yang's eyes that were still not closed, and at the other's dying doubts and confusion, Zhang Heng calmly said: "You want to ask, since I have such a powerful and quick shot, why is my body intact before? At that time, you don’t have to come out when you have a rotten silver spear. You have to use your nine white bone whips to pierce your body now, and your strength has plummeted before you are willing to use it, right?"

Zhang Heng looked at the old man Yang in front of him and asked and answered: "That's because, I always feel that your nine white bone whips are the most powerful thing not to attack, but to defend."

"If I rashly used this technique and attacked you with a rotten silver spear, I might have been cut off by your nine white bone whips before I hit the corner of your clothes, and this technique of mine would be broken. Cracked."

"So I have to think of a way to avoid the defense of your nine defensive whips."

"So, there is the way I kill you now."

Zhang Heng glanced at Old Man Yang's face lastly: "Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Old man Yang did not speak, his eyes were closed, and his whole person was dead.

Born behind him, and now piercing through the nine white bone whips of Zhang Heng, at this time, it was like encountering the ice and snow irradiated by the scorching sun, and it melted a little bit in an instant, and flew away.

What is peculiar is that with the rapid ablation of these nine white bone whips, the huge and amazing vitality of the essence and blood contained in them has been continuously input into Zhang Heng's own body through Zhang Heng's own nine wounds.

Zhang Heng couldn't help lowering his head and glanced in surprise at the nine long bone whips that had dissipated in his wound.

However, Zhang Heng did not say anything in the end.

Zhang Heng didn't have time to say anything, the nine white bone whips just now penetrated Zhang Heng's body instantly, although he had avoided the vital points of Zhang Heng's body as much as possible.

However, just the white bone whip, the sharp spine, after all, left a bloody, shockingly transparent wound above and below Zhang Heng's body.

If he hadn’t practiced the “Fire Dragon Profound Art”, the high-grade Xuan-level forging method, his own physical forging realm would have successfully broken through the forging entry realm, and his physical body forging skin would have successfully reached the true first realm of the fire dragon’s profound art. , The realm of the physical body forging the membrane, so that the strength of Zhang Heng's physical body has been greatly increased, and the vitality and blood are abundant.

I am afraid that after the nine long bone whips in his body just now, there was no time to stab the last deadly shot, and he had completely passed out.

But even so, he is now going all out to turn his hand into a gun, and after the final fatal blow to Old Yang's hair, it seems that he has finally exhausted his last energy of intentions. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Zhang Heng lowered his head and glanced at the wounds all over his body. At this time, after the nine long bone whips had dissipated, he was already scarring to stop the bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and healed slowly. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Then I raised my head and looked around at the people who were still unable to move. I saw that in the duel between him and Old Man Yang, none of them was brutally killed by the bone whip and the pond fish. Zhang Heng’s pale face did not appear again. A slightly relieved smile.

Then there was just a smile on his face, and in the next moment, he fell to the ground and fainted.

But even after fainting, there was still a faint smile on his face.

It seemed that he didn't let Old Man Yang kill more innocent people, and felt a touch of joy.

When everyone looked at the fallen Zhang Heng, they couldn't help feeling infinitely sad, thinking that Zhang Heng was already dead.

Looking at the faint smile at the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth, thinking of Zhang Heng's all-out effort, he would rather try to kill the old man Yang with nine white bone whips in his body instead of just fleeing away. I was moved and deeply sorrowful.

After a while, the warriors and brave under Huang Gong's command outside saw the hall on the second floor, after repeated strange sound shocks, there was no strange movement, and then there was another thick-skinned, defensive one. The martial artist with amazing power and the same amazing means of lightness, boldly walked to the door of the hall on the second floor.

This warrior is a well-proportioned young man with big eyes, a straight nose, and a slightly pursed mouth. He seems to be clenching his teeth slightly, with a nervous look on his face.

The so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. After hearing the sound of the second floor lobby disappear, everyone has the intention to come to investigate. However, thinking of the dangerous location in the lobby and the threat of death, everyone dared not rush to investigate.

Only this ugly, ordinary young man came forward, knowing that the first brave to come is already uncertain, but he is still willing to come and find out.