I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Come facing Zhang Heng a spear thrust.

The young man is still calm, sitting on only one chair in the room.

He just glanced at Zhang Heng casually, then took out another folding fan of the same style from the storage bag.

Then stretched out his right hand and fluttered towards the long spear shot by Zhang Heng.

A person who has just condensed Qi Sea, although Body Refinement has some innate talent, the time of Absolute Art cultivation is too short.

Should such a person stabbed a shot, should he respond with spare no effort?

In less than a year, he was promoted to the genius of the outer courtyard dísciple.

Now his realm has reached Qi Refinement Grade 1 Perfection, and his Absolute Art has also been Small Accomplishment.

This kind of strength is where a freshman can contend.

The voices of people around him also confirmed his thoughts.

“Zhang Heng is too impudent! I dare to be supercilious because of his strong physique.”

“He has just gathered Qi Sea, and Absolute Art has only studied three or five times. Today, what can be the strength to compete against the younger Senior Brother Luo?”

“There is always someone overestimate one’s capabilities and want to mantis trying to stop a chariot!”

The teenager who was the young Senior Brother Luo received all his ears, and a faint conceited smile could not help appearing on his face.

At this time, the folding fan in the hands of the young Senior Brother Luo collided with Zhang Heng’s gun.

The conceited smile on his face instantly disappeared.

“This strength, really strong!”

brows frowned, he wants to take back the folding fan in his hand.

But at this moment, there was a “pu” light sound.

In the sound of light sound, Zhang Heng’s pure Essence Qi spits slightly.

That exquisite folding fan has been shrouded by the three powers of Stabbing, Rotating, and Tremor at the same time.

Under the formidable power of “Overlord Spear” Absolute Art 1st move, it instantly turns into fly ash.

The crowd outside the door was suddenly stunned.

“What’s the matter?”

“Why did the little Senior Brother Luo’s folding fan disappear?”

“Is it put away?”

Others can be in a daze, but the little Senior Brother Luo can’t. Zhang Heng’s “Wuji” shot is still stabbing.

Already close at hand.

“Interesting.”

Little Senior Brother Luo’s face finally became more serious.

He stood up suddenly.

I don’t know when, there is already a sword in his hand.

A scarlet as blood sword.

The sword cultivator is long, eight feet seven.

But it is slender, only one finger wide.

The shape of the sword is very special, forked at the tip of the sword, just like the forked tongue of a poisonous snake.

The sword itself is like a poisonous snake.

Long sword appeared, and someone suddenly shouted: “Red Lian Blood Sword!”

“This is the original soldier of Senior Brother Luo.”

“This Yuan soldier is a yellow-rank high grade weapon. The iron is cut like mud, and the ordinary standard weapon can’t compete with it!”

“Little Senior Brother Luo actually took out his own Yuan soldier. That’s it!”

“It seems that the little Senior Brother Luo is coming for real.”

The little Senior Brother Luo shook his hand and practiced the Blood Sword in red, and the red sword was really real. Like a red snake, twisted and coiled, and instantly entangled Zhang Heng’s iron spear.

With a click.

Red practiced Blood Sword’s bifurcated sword tip, which happened to bit Zhang Heng’s gun sharply.

“It’s time to end.”

Senior Brother Luo looked at Zhang Heng opposite, and said coldly.

While speaking, hold the sword with the right hand and wave it again.

The next moment, Senior Brother Luo’s face changed again.

His face became cold, his eyebrows frowned, and the unhappiness in his heart had reached its peak.

He thought that at this time, with his strength as high as Qi Refinement Grade 1 Perfection Realm, even if he didn’t use his full strength, it was enough to wring the iron gun in Zhang Heng’s hand.

Even Zhang Heng will be severely injured by him. He smashed into the house and was thrown out, lying on the ground battered and exhausted, waiting for him to trample on him fiercely with his boots and trample on Zhang Heng’s unbelievable one. The face of disgust.

Just like when he trampled on Zhang Heng’s companion Li Qi.

However, everything that was expected did not happen.

Zhang Heng actually resisted the charged blow from the junior Senior Brother Luo Grade 1 Perfection Realm.

Furthermore, Zhang Heng’s gun was still not blocked.

A shot of Zhang Heng is still stabbing.

There was a sharp ding.

Zhang Heng’s gunman has stabbed him.

His gun is so fast.

The little Senior Brother Luo has no time to escape. He has only time to block the spine of the Red Blood Sword in front of the tip of Zhang Heng’s gun.

The iron gun ran into the little Senior Brother Luo through the Red Blood Sword.

Although I have already solved a lot of energy by Red Training Blood Sword.

But what he didn’t expect at all was that a greater force hit him.

There is no time to run Qi Sea to resist.

The body of the little Senior Brother Luo was hit from the ground, and quickly moved backwards.

He felt his back hit the back wall.

He felt relieved immediately.

As long as the back wall can block for a moment, his Qi Sea can condense enough Origin Force to counter Zhang Heng long spear.

But in front of Zhang Heng’s Great Accomplishment Absolute Art’s iron gun, the strongest back wall of all the small wood houses here has also become thin paper, which is hard to resist Zhang Heng’s slightest. .

“Lah!”

The back wall of the strongest little wood house burst open, exploding a funny human-shaped gap.

Zhang Heng stood in the gap of the human figure, and he did not continue to shoot.

There is a steep slope in front of his eyes.

Zhang Heng looked down without expression.

The seabuckthorn bushes under the steep slope struggled with a silhouette.

The little Senior Brother Luo who was shot by Zhang Heng and fell into the bushes under the hillside just to the effect.

Little Senior Brother Luo is standing up battered and exhausted.

The Ropa on his head has been lost, and his hair is messed up by the mountain wind.

The snow-white gown on his body was also torn by debris from the back wall, and it was stained by the sand under the hillside.

He is like a cock that is defeated.

Little Senior Brother Luo’s face turned sullen and cold, and he stared fiercely at Zhang Heng above him.

No longer the personable.

Everyone around was watching everything silently.

Seeing that the little Senior Brother Luo, who was just like a handsome and expensive Young Master, has now become as embarrassed as a beggar.

Many people opened their mouths, but didn’t know what to say.

What happened in this moment has exceeded the limit of their understanding.

The fledgling freshman, one move to repel the genius Senior Brother in the outer courtyard.

Such things have never appeared in their daydreams.

“Damn you!”

Under the hillside, the little Senior Brother Luo clasped the Blood Sword tightly with cold eyes, staring at Zhang Heng like a poisonous snake: “I Will you regret everything you did just now?”

“I will make you pay!”

Zhang Heng looked at each other blankly: “The price should be paid It’s you.”

Looking back at Li Qi, who was struggling to sit up in a pool of blood, and was reluctantly smiling at himself in order to make him feel at ease.

Looking at his tortured face like a ghost.

Looking at his twisted and broken arms and hands.

Zhang Heng’s eyes are cold.

He stared at the little Senior Brother Luo, walked out of the wood house, and walked towards the little Senior Brother Luo step by step.

When each step stepped out, the fighting spirit in his body became strong.

“I really thought you could beat me?”

“I will let you know what kind of chasm and chasm there is between us.”

“I am now Already hitting Qi Refinement Realm Grade 2, you are just a trivial ant, a freshman who has only been admitted to the hospital for a few days.”

“I will ask you to understand, what is called realm suppression.”

bang!

Senior Brother Luo no longer suppresses strength, Qi Refinement Realm Grade 1 Perfection, infinitely approaching the realm strength of Qi Refinement Realm Grade 2, completely exploded.

weng!

The Red Blood Sword in his hand was buzzing because of the overflowing Heaven and Earth Essence Qi.

Little Senior Brother Luo clasped the Red Blood Sword with his five fingers and moved towards Zhang Heng.

zheng!

A deafening scream came.

The two parties who walked up close shot again at the same time.

The straight blood sword intersects Zhang Heng’s long spear.

Zhang Heng’s expression on his face remained unchanged, and his fighting spirit rose to the sky.

The expression on the face of the little Senior Brother Luo changed dramatically again.

He has used 90% of his energy just now.

He did not get knocked out this time.

But it didn’t have the slightest advantage.

The blow he spent 90% of his strength was actually just as equal as Zhang Heng’s this spear and evenly matched.

At this moment, he finally understood what kind of person his younger brother had offended.

A freshman who has just been in school for a few days can actually beat himself to this level.

He faintly regretted it.

But he immediately dissipated the trace of regret from his mind.

Then hit it again with a sword.

His sword seemed to come alive suddenly, twisting his blood-red body, vigorous and swift, erratic, illusory and swallowed towards Zhang Heng’s throat.

With this sword, he used his yellow-rank middle grade Absolute Art “Spirit Snake Sword” to the extreme.

For half a year, his “Spirit Snake Sword” has continuously broken through two levels, reaching Small Success Realm.

Even the Academy Sword Art teaching, who has never easily praised others, treats him with admiration and praise.

He doesn’t believe that Zhang Heng can dodge his own sword.

Zhang Heng may not even touch his sword, he has been beheaded with a single sword.

Zhang Heng also shot.

It is still the “Wuji” Spear Art of “Overlord Spear”.

Zhang Heng is like the most experienced serpentfolk.

When a spear thrust comes out, it penetrates all falsehoods.

The tip of the gun is full of pure Essence Qi, pointing directly at the seven inches of the poisonous snake of the Red Sword Blood Sword.

There was a ding sound.

The gun and the sword intersect again.

The dazzling illusion of Blood Sword in Chi Lian suddenly disappeared.

I haven’t touched Zhang Heng’s neck. The sword was shot halfway by Zhang Heng, and the moves of “Spirit Snake Sword” were resolved.

Little Senior Brother Luo looked at Zhang Heng with an ugly face.

This time, he has used ten percent of his energy.

This time, he also displayed his Strongest Absolute Art.

However, he still did not win.

He never thought about this result.

It is totally unacceptable.

He never thought about it, and would never know that Zhang Heng’s cultivation base has reached Qi Refinement Grade 1 Peak, which is only a small step behind him.

He also didn’t know that his Qi Sea now has three fist sized. Zhang Heng’s Qi Sea is already a lap bigger than the sea bowl, and it is more than twice as big as his Qi Sea.

He doesn’t even know that his Absolute Art is only Small Accomplishment, and Zhang Heng’s Absolute Art has reached the Great Success Realm, and Zhang Heng has even begun to try the Absolute Art realm with a higher breakthrough.

The little Senior Brother Luo stood in a daze.

Zhang Heng is not going to let him go.

“Wuji!”

His long spear was delivered again without the slightest hesitation.

Little Senior Brother Luo passively resisted with a sword.

There was a sharp bang.

Little Senior Brother Luo’s face is even more ugly.

This time, he was actually suppressed.

Did Zhang Heng not use all his strength just now?

So, where is the limit of this new birth?