As a transmigrator, Zhou Heng possessed a heaven-defying talent and an unparalleled background—he was undoubtedly one of the most elite disciples!
However, what he didn’t expect was… th...
"Boy! You're looking for death!"
The sturdy man gritted his teeth, clenched his other hand, and punched him in the chest.
If he were hit, being knocked flying would be the least he could do.
Everyone looked like they were watching a show.
However, in full view of the public.
Zhou Heng had no intention of dodging at all.
The hand that had just blocked the sturdy man's arm tightly grasped his wrist.
Then take a step back and use the strength of your waist to turn your right hand.
“Swish!”
A strong man weighing more than 200 pounds was picked up by him like a chicken.
Throw it towards the cliff in the distance.
"boom!"
The strong man was thrown hard onto the cliff.
It sank inward for several feet and then there was no movement.
"call!"
“Crash!”
Two breaths later, the strong man rushed out from the ruins.
As a result, all the clothes on the person became messy.
There were cuts on his face and blood was flowing.
But because it was covered in dust and dirt, the bright red color of the blood could no longer be seen.
At this time, he landed not far from Zhou Heng, breathing heavily.
But he didn't act rashly like he did just now.
Everyone around stopped smiling.
Zhou Heng’s strength has exceeded their expectations.
In their opinion, it was impossible for Zhou Heng to have such strong strength.
However, reality slapped them in the face.
"waste."
Zhou Heng looked at the burly man and spat.
"You're looking for death!"
The sturdy man was enraged by him, and the devilish flames around him were instantly aroused.
The air around him began to crackle with burning sounds.
The ground beneath my feet had begun to turn black from being burned.
"bring it on!"
Zhou Heng hooked his finger and looked at him provocatively.
He was not idle either, and he just used the Burning Sun Demon Flame that he had just learned.
For a moment, he was surrounded by a faint layer of demonic flames.
However, there was a hint of golden light in this demonic flame.
It is the afterglow of sunset.
However, as the afterglow fell, the golden light still swayed in it.
"Is this... the Blazing Sun Demon Flame?"
"He actually knows the Blazing Sun Devil Flame!"
"Zhao Feng! Be careful!"
“…”
Seeing that the situation was not good, the fellow disciples below reminded him to be careful.
The girl next to him had a look of disbelief in her beautiful eyes.
However, I soon felt relieved.
"Stand back, let me do it!"
Just as Zhao Feng was about to take action, a cold voice came from behind him.
"Zhao Cheng?"
The people behind him shouted a name in unison.
"Brother! I can do it!"
Zhao Feng was unwilling to accept this and spoke quickly.
"You? You'll be killed."
Zhao Cheng shook his head, then took off his green shirt and threw it to Zhao Feng.
While walking towards Zhou Heng, he practiced his magic skills.
There was also demonic flames swirling around him, but this time it was mixed with scarlet red.
Just like blood.
The red light did not flicker, but was as solid as a substance, perfectly matching the demonic flame.
"Chaos Demon Flame!"
"This kid is finished!"
“…”
Many people exclaimed.
"Kneel down and admit your mistake now, kid, and I can keep your body intact."
Zhao Cheng licked his lips and showed a bloodthirsty look.
Especially those eyes, looking at Zhou Heng as if he was looking at a corpse.
"So much nonsense, if you want to take action, hurry up!"
"Such a waste of time!"
Zhou Heng looked at Zhao Cheng in front of him with a stern look.
"Well, I've never seen anyone so anxious to die!"
Zhao Cheng didn't get angry but laughed instead, then waved his hand.
He held a long spear tightly in his hand.
With one last flick of the spear, a long spear wrapped in red light pierced through the void.
It stabbed directly at Zhou Heng's forehead.
Everyone looked like they were watching a show, waiting to collect Zhou Heng's body.
"He's finished!"
Zhao Feng stood aside, watching the scene in front of him.
At this moment, Zhou Heng was like a fool, waiting to be pierced through the head.
Just when he was very close to him, Zhou Heng raised his right hand.
"Devil's Claw!"
This is the magic skill he has just perfected.
As he roared, a shadow with a raised claw suddenly appeared in front of him.
The entire claw was covered with scales, and there was a surging demonic energy on it.
"when!"
A crisp sound was heard.
The spear was held only an inch away from him and could not move forward even an inch.
"Is that all you have?"
Zhou Heng sneered repeatedly, looking at Zhao Cheng who was also surprised: "Then it's my turn!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force, and the devil's claw suddenly changed from a defensive state to an attacking posture.
“Tear the sky and split the earth!”
He shouted softly, and his devil's hand tore open some of the void between the two of them.
The strong wind inside began to surge.
At this time, Zhao Cheng had been controlled by the devil's claws, as if he was tied up and unable to move at all.
“Brother!”
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Feng swung his pair of hammers and smashed towards Zhou Heng.
Zhou Heng, who was concentrating on dealing with Zhao Cheng, did not expect that they would not abide by the ethics of martial arts and join forces to deal with him.
When he saw Zhao Feng coming, he was startled at first, then he sneered.
"Devil Technique of Devouring the Sky!"
With a roar, a vortex of demonic flames suddenly appeared around him.
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