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"Yes, we are from the Poisonous Blood Sect!" The other party did not deny it. The old man in purple said, "Sir, we may have made a mistake! However, the Yin Ming Grass is useless to you. We are willing to pay a high price to buy it, how about it?"
Warriors are the most arrogant and attach great importance to hierarchical status, but they are also the most realistic.
Zhou Heng's combat power was so terrifying that even though everyone did not try their best, it was enough to win the attention of the four ancestors of the Mountain and River Realm of the Poison Blood Sect.
Zhou Heng ignored him, just looked at Yan Jianlong and said, "Come here!"
Such an arrogant attitude naturally changed the faces of the four ancestors of the Mountain and River Realm of the Poison Blood Sect. After all, there are four of them, and Zhou Heng is only in the Mountain and River Realm. Why are they so arrogant?
"Your Excellency, don't expect too much from others!"
"We are willing to offer 20,000 medium-grade spiritual stones. We are very sincere. If this Yin Ming Grass is put up for auction, the maximum number will be this amount!"
"Leave a little bit of a sec in your life so that we can meet again in the future!"
"One more friend brings one more path, please think twice!"
The four people said one after another, with strong dissatisfaction in their voices.
Zhou Heng smiled coldly and said, "Are you rushing to die?"
"Hmph, although your Excellency is powerful in battle, you are only in the Mountain and River Realm!" The purple-clothed old man said sullenly, "Our Poison Blood Sect has a powerful master from the Spiritual Sea Realm personally coming to visit you this time. You are not an enemy at all with just one palm.
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"Are you using this to scare me?" Zhou Heng stretched out a hand and grabbed Yan Yinglong.
"How brave!"
The four mountain and river realm experts from the Poison Blood Sect snorted angrily at the same time, waving their hands towards Zhou Heng. This time they knew that Zhou Heng was powerful, so they naturally went all out. Although they were not able to use the ultimate trick to suppress the situation, they all used it.
Martial arts.
The poisonous air flowed one after another, turning into toads, snakes, centipedes and other poisonous things, and flew toward Zhou Heng overwhelmingly.
Kill him! Kill him!
Yan Yinglong shouted in his heart that he had been tricked by Zhou Heng since he was a child, and was forced to leave his hometown by a junior. Naturally, he had great hatred in his heart, and he had dreamed of killing Zhou Heng countless times!
But I didn't expect that when I actually met him, this guy suddenly transformed and had the ability to fight against the mountains and rivers!
How is it possible! Why!
It must be the light of the An family! It must be! An Luochen must have given Zhou Heng countless treasures to build Zhou Heng to such a level of cultivation!
Damn it, all of this should have been his!
Yan Yinglong's heart was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and he didn't even think about how An Luochen of the Open Heaven Realm could possibly train a warrior of the Mountain and River Realm. His eyes were red now, how could he doubt whether his idea was reasonable or not.
Hey. Why is it that Zhou Heng doesn't fight, but his big hand grabs him?
Yan Yinglong was dumbfounded. Is Zhou Heng looking for death? He was besieged by four powerful people in the mountains and rivers realm, but he showed off his strength and attacked him. He actually wanted to capture him at the expense of "losing both sides". How much did he hate himself?
But what reason does this guy have to hate himself? He is the one who should be hated!
Flash mob!
Although Yan Yinglong wanted to cut Zhou Heng into pieces, he didn't want to die with him at all. He quickly jumped up and dodged to the side. But how could his speed be compared with Zhou Heng's? This thought had just passed through his mind, and he was already
Caught by Zhou Heng's spiritual power.
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"Looking for death!"
"You can forgive the sins committed by God, but you will not be able to live if you do the sins yourself!"
"Die!"
The four mountain and river realm experts from the Poisonous Blood Sect were all very happy. Now Zhou Heng's door was wide open, allowing them to bombard him!
kill!
Bang bang bang bang!
Zhou Heng suddenly focused his left hand and swung four punches in succession, as fast as a stream of stone fire, hitting the chests of the four people one after another.
How come it’s so fast!
puff!
The four people spat out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. Everyone was filled with great confusion! We are all in the Mountain and River Realm, why can you move so fast?
Yan Yinglong felt a strange chill rising from the bottom of his heart, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. If he fell into the hands of such a vicious god, he would be dead!
"Your Excellency, who are you?" The old man in green got up, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zhou Heng fiercely, with fear and even more hatred.
Even if he lost to the Linghai realm, he was defeated so miserably by the Mountain and River realm at the same time!
Zhou Heng's eyes were stern, and he flashed a flash of lightning and said: "Now you know how to be careful?"
"Yinglong, who is this person!" The old man in purple asked Yan Yinglong. You have to know who this person is so that you can find someone to take revenge in the future! How can the Poison Blood Sect's face be so easy to cut off!
"Zhou, Zhou Heng!" Yan Yinglong said in a trembling voice, strong fear enveloped his heart.
"What, Zhou Heng!"
The four mountain and river realm experts from the Poison Blood Sect exclaimed at the same time. Although the Poison Blood Sect is not located in the imperial capital, it does not prevent them from knowing Zhou Heng's reputation. This name has been too loud recently.
In the final battle of the Heaven Contest, all members of the Ying Family's Mountain and River Third Heaven were almost beaten to death, and Ying Cheng'en was not defeated even if he took action. These two points alone were enough to make him famous all over the world!
Zhou Heng is no stranger to the Poison Blood Sect!
One of their talented disciples, Shangguan Qi, died in the hands of Zhou Heng, and Shangguan Qi's master Zuo Hongchen was also captured by An Luochen and then killed by Zhou Heng's sword. This revenge is not small!
However, before they could react, Zhou Heng's reputation grew day by day, and his strength soared, forcing them to constantly change who they sent as killers, lest they fail to kill and end up dead at Zhou Heng's hands.
Until the relationship between Zhou Heng and the Zhao family was revealed, the Poisonous Blood Sect immediately decided to put aside this grudge because they couldn't afford to offend Zhao Duotian!
Unexpectedly, they chose to swallow their anger, and now they actually bumped into Zhou Heng!
"We admit defeat!" the old man in green said bitterly. He couldn't compete with Zhou Heng in terms of strength, and he couldn't match the backstage. What else could we do if we didn't admit defeat? Are we rolling around on the ground and showing off? He waved his hand and said: "Let's go!"
"Ancestor, save me! Save me!" Yan Yinglong shouted.
He was really scared. If there were four ancestors here, Zhou Heng might not dare to take action, but now even the four ancestors have given in. Isn't he doomed? He doesn't want to die!
However, the four old men from the Mountain and River Realm of the Poisonous Blood Sect had only heard of it, but their faces were all burning. It was a shame and a huge humiliation!
"Who said you can leave?" Zhou Heng thought. The Domain Way was activated, and countless ice blades passed by, forcing the six members of the Poison Blood Sect to keep retreating, "There is nothing so cheap in the world.
If you want to provoke me, you can provoke me, but if you can’t provoke me, you can just slap me on the butt and leave!”
"You, what do you want?" the old man in green said angrily. As the saying goes, killing people can only be done with a nod of the head, and hitting people without slapping them in the face. They have already admitted defeat, so why are they still being aggressive?
"It's too lonely on the road to Huangquan. Let's go on the road together!" Zhou Heng said calmly.
"You've gone too far!" Six people from the Poison Blood Sect shouted at the same time. Although Zhou Heng had said it before, they all thought it was just talk and they were just talking.
"Really?" Zhou Heng sneered. If he and Ying Mengfan were any different in strength, these people from the Poison Blood Sect would definitely kill them without even a word of nonsense! Oh, Ying Mengfan won't die, but she
His fate is definitely more terrible than death.
If you come to the door with your own offense, you are seeking death!
Zhou Heng shook his right hand. The black sword was already in his hand. His way of cultivation was the way of killing.
kill!
"Let's go separately!" The four mountain and river realm experts from Poisonous Blood Sect shouted at the same time.
"Don't even think about leaving!" Zhou Heng said with murderous intent. As his mind turned, the Way of the Territory was activated, forming six cages to imprison the six people respectively.
"This, this, this, this, this is the domain!"
The four mountain and river realm experts exclaimed at the same time, their eyes bulging out!
What is the realm? The highest sublimation of martial arts, a thought, an attack, it is like a god! Only by mastering the way of the realm can you advance to the realm of pregnancy. This is an unchanging truth since ancient times!
He has mastered the domain in the mountains and rivers realm, what kind of freak is this guy!
"Spare your life!"
"I will give you all my savings!"
"Don't kill me!"
They all screamed in shock, but Zhou Heng just ignored them. He raised his sword and dropped it. The good heads flew up one after another, and streams of blood rose into the sky. Six headless corpses fell down one after another.
Strangely, four black lights and shadows wrapped around Zhou Heng's back, like will-o'-the-wisps.
Yan Yinglong was so frightened that his courage was shattered, and he felt a bitter taste in his mouth. When his legs got wet, he became uncontrollably incontinent.
Zhou Heng frowned, pushed with his right hand, and Yan Yinglong's body flew away.
At this moment, Yan Yinglong suddenly came back to his senses. He knew that Zhou Heng would never let him go, and shouted sternly: "Zhou Heng, you are haunted by ghosts. My ancestor of the Poison Blood Sect will definitely behead you."
!You absolutely can’t escape!”
Are these four black shadows the so-called ghosts?
Zhou Heng didn't take it to heart. He couldn't defeat the spiritual sea realm now, but as long as he wasn't a monster like Zhao Duotian or Ying Cheng'en, it would be easy to escape. There was really no need to be afraid.
Besides, if he wants to achieve enlightenment by killing, he is destined to have enemies all over the world, so he doesn't need to worry about the number of enemies he has.
With a thought, poof, Yan Yinglong's head suddenly turned into blood!
He turned back to look at Ying Mengfan. The big kid showed a hint of fear and held the corners of his clothes with both hands. His timid appearance was pitiful.
"Are you afraid of me?" Zhou Heng asked.
"Don't be afraid!" Ying Mengfan said quickly, "Blood...are you injured? Does it hurt?"
Zhou Heng felt a warm feeling in his heart, but when he thought that this was just Ying Mengfan's hypocritical personality, he couldn't help but sigh again, stretched out his hand to touch her long hair, and struck down the Yin Ming Grass with one palm.
Crushed into crumbs.
It's better to destroy this kind of evil thing. If it falls into the hands of evil people like the Poison Blood Sect, it will only cause endless harm!
"Little brother, I see you look gloomy, you might be in danger of a bloody disaster!" A very obscene voice suddenly sounded behind Zhou Heng.
"Old liar!" Zhou Heng turned around suddenly, this voice was all too familiar to him.
A thin old man walked out of the grass, with a look of wretchedness on his face: "Hey, it's you! Come on, you owed me 10 million spiritual stones last time. Come back quickly!"
"Old liar!" Ying Mengfan imitated Zhou Heng's tone and yelled, seeming to find it very interesting, and immediately started to giggle. (To be continued.)