Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-two: The Eagles' Little Skills Should Be Showed Off
Woo woo woo...
Zhang Hengjing stood on the lake.
When he looked up, he didn't see the nine-tailed demon king, but he saw hundreds of demonic fires flying towards him.
"The dew on the branches of the willow trees can spread to all directions!"
Zhang Heng didn't panic at all when he saw the demon fire.
Point your finger to the surface of the lake and use the summoning method to instantly suck up a drop of lake water.
With a flick of a finger.
The water droplets were scattered by fingers, and at the same time it rained heavily. Under the disturbance of the rain, the demon fire was quickly extinguished.
whee!!
As soon as the demonic fire was extinguished, laughter suddenly spread from all directions.
Accompanied by laughter, four children wearing red clothes, holding an umbrella in one hand and a red lantern in the other flew towards us.
"Happy ghost?"
Zhang Heng took a look.
These four children were all dressed in wedding clothes, and the red lanterns on their hands were engraved with words: faint, mourning, driving, and taking.
"faint!"
The ghost held up a red light and shined the word "dun" on Zhang Heng.
"faint!"
Zhang Heng laughed loudly: "I have a robe to protect my body and a golden crown to protect my soul. The art of blinding the gods is useless to me!"
Cut it down with one sword.
First break the red light, then kill the unconscious ghost.
"funeral!"
The mournful ghost raised the red light.
Zhang Heng felt his mind shaking, and his soul wanted to fly into the red light.
But soon, the golden crown robes all shone brightly, resisting the red light's intoxication.
"Go to hell!"
Zhang Heng raised his sword and struck, killing the ghost in two blows.
"drive!"
"Pick!!"
The remaining two ghosts raised their lamps at the same time.
A voice instantly appeared in Zhang Heng's mind: "I am your master, you should obey me and be controlled by me."
"What a mess, you're playing role-playing with me!"
Zhang Heng's sword flashed down and instantly killed the driving ghost.
The next second.
He just felt like something was scratching his heart again.
When he looked down, he saw a ghostly figure grabbing his cassock. It looked like he was trying to take out his heart.
"You die too!"
Zhang Heng used the flying method to instantly arrive in front of the ghost.
A sword pierced the demon's heavenly spirit, and along with a burst of white smoke, the demon disappeared without a trace.
"Nine-tailed witch, come out when you need to. Don't let your subordinates die."
Zhang Heng killed four ghosts and stood with his sword: "I heard that you are ugly and can't get married, so you especially like to kill those beautiful brides. Is this true?"
"Sir, am I ugly?"
A red umbrella fell from the sky.
This umbrella has a diameter of two meters when unfolded, which is about the same size as a parasol at a roadside cold drink stall.
The red umbrella landed on the lake, and a beautiful woman wearing black clothes and bare feet fell from the sky, lying on the red umbrella in an extremely seductive posture, as if she was ready to be picked.
"Sir..."
The nine-tailed demon king grasped the edge of the umbrella with both hands, rubbed his bare feet against each other, and said in a sweet voice that could not be so soft without three years of online dating experience: "Look at me!"
"My eyes will be opened after meditating and meditating, and the three treasures will descend from heaven on the spiritual platform!"
"Let's see what you are good for. Can you deceive me?"
Zhang Heng touched his right hand in front of his eyes: "Open the Dharma Eye!"
Enter the eyes.
An ugly black fox was lying on the red umbrella with a charming look on his face.
"You monster, you are so superficial. You are obviously a one-tailed fox. Do you really think that calling yourself Jiubit means that you are a nine-tailed fox?"
Zhang Heng waved the sword in his hand: "Call the wind and rain!"
Woohoo!!
The yellow wind swept towards the Nine-tailed Demon King.
At the same time, yellow rain fell from the sky, and the wind rose with force, making it look like the end of the world.
"Umbrella for protection!"
The nine-tailed demon king threw up his umbrella.
He curled up inside the umbrella, closed the umbrella, and hid inside without moving.
Not to mention, no matter how wind blows or rains, the umbrella won’t sway even once. It’s like adding salt to the tofu, and everything will be reduced.
"Idiot!"
Zhang Heng pointed his sword slightly: "Thunder is coming!"
boom!!
A bolt of thunder descended and hit the red umbrella directly.
In just an instant, the red umbrella was blown open, and the nine-tailed demon king escaped with a embarrassed look on his face, exclaiming in surprise: "What a powerful magic weapon!"
"Now I know how powerful it is, it's too late!"
Zhang Heng stepped forward and instantly came behind the Nine-tailed Demon King. He raised his sword and was about to strike down.
Unexpectedly, the nine-tailed demon king stuck out his butt, and a stream of black smoke came out towards him.
Zhang Heng didn't know what it was and didn't want to know.
The moment the black smoke rolled in, he flew away, and when he looked again, he was already standing on the big tree on the shore of the lake.
"My hands are empty, but you have a sharp magical weapon. If you dare, take off your robe, throw down the sword, and then fight me for three hundred rounds."
The nine-tailed demon king's eyes were full of spring, and he said shyly: "Come here!"
"Be bold!"
Not only did Zhang Heng not feel tempted, but he became furious: "Immoral and shameless, you dare to show off with just this little trick. You won't be able to get in as a VIP. You will be struck by lightning. Come on!"
Boom!!
Thunder suddenly rained down from the sky, chasing the nine-tailed demon king and striking him.
The nine-tailed demon king did not dare to resist.
Her magical weapon, the umbrella, was smashed into pieces. Thinking about it, if the thunder hit her, even if it couldn't kill her, it would still severely damage her vitality.
Plop!!
Seeing Zhang Heng's strong momentum and sharp magic weapon, the nine-tailed demon fox wanted to retreat.
He transformed into a black fox and plunged into the lake.
boom!!
Thunder followed closely and hit the fox where it entered the water.
After a while, a few strands of fox fur surfaced on the water, but there was no trace of the black fox.
"Damn it, where did you go?"
Zhang Heng searched for a long time on the lake, but could not find the whereabouts of the Nine-tailed Demon King.
Think about it.
Could it be that this guy escaped through the lake?
It shouldn't be.
As a villain, who wouldn't leave without saying a few harsh words? She didn't even say harsh words.
"You can run fast!"
Zhang Heng shook the gourd on his waist.
The coquettish fox, I guess the inner alchemy is also very coquettish. It is like a walnut pinched by a door. Eating it will not replenish the brain.
"Flying!"
Zhang Heng dodged and instantly turned into a black shadow and flew away in the sky.
After a few breaths, I returned to my courtyard.
As soon as I landed, I heard a snoring sound.
“Slept so soundly!”
Through the window, I glanced at Cui Hongjian, who was sleeping soundly.
Zhang Heng thought for a while.
Return to the room, take out a wind chime and hang it on the tree, then go back to sleep with satisfaction.
Half a month later.
"Have you heard? In the past, when we had a wedding here, we had to worry about the nine-tailed demon king coming to snatch the bride. I don't know what happened recently. Miss Liu from Yingmenxi is so beautiful. She became a monk, and the nine-tailed demon king
The king actually didn’t come.”
"Yes, I used to hear rumors about the nine-tailed demon king stealing his bride every now and then, but I haven't heard of it recently."
"Could it be that the Nine-tailed Demon King moved away or was destroyed by an expert?"
Listen to the discussions of people around you.
Zhang Heng ate the buns without paying any attention.
Although the Nine-tailed Demon King escaped from his hands, he was also injured by the thunder.
Thunder is the nemesis of monsters and ghosts. With this injury, it may be difficult for it to cause trouble in a short time.
"The big beard is coming, the big beard is coming!"
Zhang Heng was thinking.
Suddenly I saw chaos on the street, with pedestrians and vendors trying to avoid something.
"Beard?"
Zhang Heng looked into the distance.
Suddenly, on the other side of the street, a knight with a beard, carrying a sword case and a big bow, was walking towards him.
"Sir, please stop looking at me. This big bearded man has been acting crazy all day long. He is either catching ghosts and monsters or chasing criminal thieves. He has such a strong evil aura that ordinary people will be unlucky for three days if they even say a word to him."
The waiter stepped forward to advise Zhang Heng.
"Three unlucky days?"
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "I think you are too afraid of him. You always blame him for the bad things that happen around you. In fact, the evil energy in him is condensed and will not affect you.
"
"Waiter, bring me a steamed bun, a plate of beef, and a bottle of wine."
Just talking.
The bearded man walked into the inn and glanced at the crowd.
When he saw Zhang Heng, the bearded man had no reaction, but when he saw the Taiping Sword on the table, his eyes sparkled, and then he closed his eyes suddenly and couldn't help but take a half step back: "What a powerful sword, what a sharp sword spirit."
!”
Zhang Heng looked into the bearded eyes.
The bearded man's eyes were shining brightly, and if he didn't have spiritual eyes, he would have always had his Dharma eyes open.
The latter is more likely.
Zhang Heng had seen in Maoshan Chronicles that some Maoshan ancestors who specialized in fighting had the ability to keep their Dharma eyes open for many years.
Zhang Heng cannot do this yet.
Because the Dharma Eye will become dry and tearful after being used for a long time, it is usually opened when it is used and closed when not in use.
So from these eyes, Zhang Heng knew that the bearded man was like a veteran on the battlefield, always tense and ready to fight at any time.
"Young man, what is the name of your sword?"
The bearded man came straight to Zhang Heng.
"Peace!"
Zhang Heng glanced at the Taiping Sword, and then looked at the sword box on the bearded man's back: "Hero, where is your sword?"
"Xuanyuan!"
The bearded man sat opposite Zhang Heng and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Heng's sword: "Taiping, Taiping, what a good name! It's a pity that people's hearts are not equal, how can there be peace in the world?"
"If a person's heart is unjust, cut it off with one sword."
"If the world is unjust, it can be destroyed with one sword."
Zhang Heng stroked the Taiping Sword: "This is a sword that represents hope. Of course, my sword is also very good, Xuanyuan. I wonder if it is different from the Xuanyuan Sword I imagined?"
The bearded man shook his head: "My sword is an imitation. The ancient sages imitated the Xuanyuan sword. It is a humane killing weapon, not the sword of the human emperor."
"You are too modest."
"There are also three, six or nine imitations. The ancient sages imitated the Emperor's sword. This imitation probably has some charm."
"Although it is not the real Xuanyuan Sword, by comparison, it is still a first-class divine sword."
squeak!
Zhizhi!!
Zhang Heng glanced at the Taiping Sword that automatically unsheathed and returned to its sheath, and smiled: "Look, my Taiping Sword has felt the edge of the Divine Sword and is eager to try it."
Big Beard is also a lover of swords. After seeing the performance of Taiping Sword, he smiled and said: "My name is Yan Chixia, little brother, what is your name?"
Zhang Heng stood up and clasped his fists: "Junior Zhang Heng!"
"Zhang Heng!"
Yan Chixia read two sentences, and the next sentence made Zhang Heng dumbfounded: "I have a sword technique that is the best at killing. Do you want to learn it?"