I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

"At any time, Anxi Brave Academy, a handyman disciple of the lowest level can come to Tian Ze Lou to be arrogant."

When everyone was uneasy, looked at each other, and couldn't figure out the situation, the battle on the battlefield resumed again.

Zhang Heng still didn't make a move.

He was still the same as before, calm and relaxed, standing calmly on the spot, with his legs slightly apart, standing there, staring at the blue teeth with the green fangs mask on the opposite side.

Before he took the shot, other people only thought that he was a young man who was born with a calf and did not fear tigers, his eyes were above the top and he did not know how to live or die. But now, everyone suddenly read a kind of aura from Zhang Heng's posture. This kind of victory is in hand, and the momentum is invincible.

At this moment, the green tooth opposite Zhang Heng shot again.

This time, he once again used his fascination.

His unique knowledge is called "Qing Jue Sword", seven seven forty-nine Lu Qing Jue Sword, can be transformed into seven moves, each move seven styles, divided into seven uses.

It can also turn seven moves into one move, and instantly stab out seven-seven-forty-nine swords.

The Forty-Nine Style Qing Jue Sword stabs at the same person instantly, as if it were actually nineteen people, suddenly, at the same time shooting at the same person.

Although this kind of skill is not as powerful as when using only one move, the piercing sword can instantly lock the enemy in the Jedi, so that the enemy has no time to think about how to deal with it, and it has become the sword of Qing Jue Sword. Dead soul.

This time, Qing Ya displayed a more powerful Qing Jue Sword.

The vitality in his hand was surging, and his right arm trembled like a snake. In an instant, Qing Feng in his hand had already stabbed five strokes one after another.

There are seven styles for every skill of the Qing Jue Sword, and the five tricks of the Qing Jue Sword are thirty types of Qing Jue Sword stab at the same time.

Suddenly, thirty green and misty sword beams rushed towards Zhang Heng's place like a turbulent current.

Where the sword light passed, there was a sharp sound of tearing the air.

With a flick of his fingers, thirty cyan sword lights appeared in front of Zhang Heng like a peacock on the screen.

All the vitals of Zhang Heng's limbs and hundreds of skeletons were enveloped under the attack.

Zhang Heng's expression remained the same, he just waved the Yuanbing Overlord Spear in his hand once again.

The long spear swept across, and the pitch-black gunman swept across the misty sword lights.

The guns and sword lights intersect, the guns are still the same, but the green sword lights suddenly shattered and disappeared in the air.

Until the end there was a deafening symphony of gold and iron.

Amidst the chattering, Zhang Heng's Overlord's Spear had been retracted, but he himself still stood in place safely.

And his opponent, Qingya wearing a mask of green face and fangs, had already held the Qingfeng long sword again at this time, and flew backwards quickly.

The difference is that this time, Qingya flies upside down faster, the distance is farther, and the figure is more embarrassed.

The moment Qingya fell to the ground, he almost couldn't control his figure, and fell into a tortoise facing upward.

This time, he took a full seven or eight steps before he could barely stand still.

Qingya stared at Zhang Heng with both eyes, and the pupils in his eye sockets trembled rapidly, as if trying his best to defeat Zhang Heng in front of him.

This time, Zhang Heng faced the opposite Qingya and spoke actively: "You use "Qing Jue Sword", right? I heard that Qing Jue Sword has a total of seven forty-nine swordsmanships, and these forty-nine swords. Swordsmanship can be blended and inspired in an instant, but I would like to see how powerful your seven-stroke "Qing Jue Sword" is."

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, the blue tooth with the blue fangs mask suddenly made a cold, hoarse, ghostly unpleasant voice: "I want to see my seven-stroke "Qing Jue Sword" mastery, hum, many people have said so, but no With one exception, all those who have said that are now dead."

Zhang Heng only smiled after hearing this: "I don't care if others die or not, anyway, I am not ready to die anyway. You can make a move."

"it is good!"

With a hoarse good word, Qingya swung his sword out again.

Zhang Heng saw the other party erecting the sword in front of his chest, his right arm trembled slightly, and suddenly the original five-foot-three-inch sword blade had been transformed into seven identical cyan sword lights in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Qing Ya's right arm trembled again. Suddenly, the sword light that had originally been invited to Qing Meng was blurred for a moment. In the dimness, each sword light turned into six sword light.

In the end, seven or forty-nine sword lights appeared.

I saw that Qingya's right arm suddenly appeared, and these seven forty-nine sword lights had been intertwined into a dense sword net, and it fell down towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng saw that the other side's sword light had escaped from the control of his right hand, descending from the sky, and facing him as a hood, he couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart: "This is the combination of seven strokes, seven forty-nine Lu Qingjuejian's unique skills inspire the power at the same time. Huh? It's amazing, extraordinary..."

But seeing the sword net engulfing his head, the complexion on Zhang Heng's face changed abruptly, and he yelled badly.

At the moment when he exclaimed, Zhang Heng originally attacked the Overlord Spear above his head, but suddenly dropped the sword net that was about to fall above his head, and suddenly pierced into the air in front of him a little bit.

Everyone was puzzled when they saw it, and they didn't understand why Zhang Heng suddenly lost his heart. He didn't go to meet Qingya and was about to kill him. The strongest blow Qing Juejian's unique skills, instead a shot into the air in front of him. Place.

And looking at the power of Zhang Heng's shot, Jing seemed to be more powerful than the two shots he had here before.

At this moment, the Overlord's Spear in Zhang Heng's hand had already pierced the weird place he had noticed under the blessing of "Shi".

In Zhang Heng's eyes, there was clearly nothing, empty, but Zhang Heng had just pierced that point with the Overlord's Spear. There was a sharp and strange scream from the empty location.

Immediately, on the dark front of Zhang Heng's Overlord's gun, red blood suddenly appeared.

Zhang Heng tried his best to inspire the Yuanli in his body, along the Overlord's Spear, into the cracks in the wall, and finally only heard a puff, as if a transparent ball suddenly burst.

Suddenly, with the point where Zhang Heng's overlord's spear stabbed as the core, another desperate wailing sounded, and countless flesh and blood flew across, instantly covering the entire battle platform.

At this time, the sword net woven by the seven or seventy-nine Dao Qing Jue Sword Jue Xue has also been used as a hood. However, the seemingly powerful and awe-inspiring Qing Jue Sword Supreme Jue Jue did not cause Zhang Heng a bit. On the contrary, the moment it fell, as if it had never existed before, it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

This astonishingly powerful move, Qing Jue Sword Xeon, is nothing but an illusion.

The real killer move actually came from something that had just been stabbed by Zhang Heng's overlord gun.

Everyone didn't even notice that strange and dangerous thing. Not only did the thing deceive everyone's sight, it also didn't even notice the multiple inspections of Tian Ze Lou.

Zhang Heng stared at the blue teeth in front of him, his face still unchanged, and said: "It turns out that your strongest move is your second move. You can only do five moves in one, and send thirty-five swords. mango."

"The phantom of the sword light that your last move created is so realistic that even I was almost fooled by you."

"By the way, what are you releasing at the same time. This shouldn't be something like Gu worms? And Gu worms need to be registered in advance, and tell the opponent, you didn't seem to tell me, right?"

The opposite Qingya blinked and seemed to want to speak, but Zhang Heng didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and went on saying: "You don't need to quibble. I also noticed the monster from the thing that was killed. Breath, you will not be the undercover of the Demon Race in the Human Race, are you?"

"You don't have to ask me, the monsters are undercover. Everyone will be punishable. Others will fight against me. I don't necessarily have to kill them. But you human scum, I won't let it go."

While talking, Zhang Heng came to Qingya in an instant, and used his Overlord Spear to learn the first trick "Wuji" for the first time on the battlefield of Tianzelou.

The spear passed in no way.

The blue teeth stood up with the sword to greet him, and he also displayed his fascinating skills.

But the moment it intersected with the Overlord Spear, the surging elemental force on the back of the Overlord Spear suddenly hit Qingfeng's long sword, and Qingya's right hand tiger's mouth was suddenly cracked, and blood was injected.

Immediately after the Qingfeng Longsword was hit by the Overlord Spear Promise, it turned around in an instant, and shot back at a faster speed than before. With a pop, the light cyan blade instantly smashed the face worn by Qingfang. A mask with green face and fangs, deeply submerged in the mask, the eyebrows of a vicissitudes of old man.

Until then, the old man's eyes still contained a trace of confusion, a trace of disbelief.

It seemed that he didn't understand until he died, why the young man in front of him was obviously only a brave man of the same level as him, but he had a combat power and a confrontation experience beyond his imagination.

And in the surrounding semi-circular square, I saw Zhang Heng slaying Qingya, and I heard that the thing killed by Zhang Heng might have belonged to the Yaozu. Therefore, Qingya was most likely a scum of the Human race who took refuge in the Yaozu. There was a loud cheering.

Zhang Heng smiled slightly, turned and walked off the platform, led by others, and walked back to the hall of the dueler.

He felt that he still underestimated his opponent.

Unexpectedly, it was only a duel match to obtain the qualification of the first-grade black iron brave, and he would actually face an opponent with the same level of bravery as himself and the first-grade consummation of Qi.

Moreover, the opponent is not a simple Qi refining first-grade consummation brave.

Zhang Heng believes that if the enemy facing his opponent today is not himself, then Qingya is very likely to win today's duel.

Even if Xie Wu wins this game, he may overturn in the gutter in the next game and fall under the attack of the strange thing in the opponent's hand.

Until now, Zhang couldn't remember what the strange thing was that he had hidden his five senses from his eyes and was only noticed by his "potential" at the last moment.

What Zhang Heng didn't know was that not only him, but also Xiao Louzhu, who was in the study room on the ninth floor of Tianze Building, frowned at this time.