At this moment, just after evening, the night is slowly falling, and it is still in a state of misty. **Fast Update**

But when Duke Leo held the Holy Grail of Blood high, a blood-colored light suddenly soared into the sky, and in this blood light, there were countless fierce souls and evil ghosts roaring and crying, as if they had suffered grievances and pain, and some of their bodies were mutilated, and their bodies exuded a strong dark aura.

"Today, I'll let you see the power of the Third Sacred Weapon of the Blood Clan!" Duke Leo bit his fingertips, and a smear of red blood dripped into the Battle of the Holy Grail.

The flow of time seems to be several times faster, it originally took an hour to get dark, but now in just a few tens of seconds, it has become pitch black, and above the sky, a blood moon hangs high, exuding a strange light.

All the blood clans spread their wings and were active in the darkness, and their strength seemed to have increased considerably.

"The Blood Holy Grail can make a bleeding barrier and make our strength triple out of thin air!" Romeo's already stout body swelled again, almost turning into a tank, and the huge blood wings flapped and set off gusts of wind.

"Zhang Heng, what are you going to fight with us!" Duke Damian, whose face was slightly pale, sneered and hooked his finger at Zhang Heng: "I can't wait to taste your blood!"

"Blood Holy Grail, Blood Enchantment?" Zhang Heng felt the rich dark aura around him, and his eyes became slightly solemn.

The methods of the blood clan were undoubtedly crude in his opinion.

But no matter how rough they are, their power is genuine.

There is a saying in Huaxia that it is called one force to ten meetings, which is the case, when the strength has exceeded the peak, the skill is meaningless, because just by strength, it is enough to crush!

There is no doubt that the current Zhang Heng is not the opponent of the blood clan, even if his methods are countless times more sophisticated, but in terms of strength, there is a gap.

But this does not mean that Zhang Heng will be restrained, he took a deep breath, his body was like electricity, and he made the first move.

"Kill him!" Lord Cana roared, his shrill voice setting off a sonic storm that was jarring.

However, Zhang Heng seemed to be unconscious, his eyes shot out with a bright light, and the spiritual power in his body frantically converged and poured into the Demon Swinging Spear.

Because this power is too huge, the Demon Swinging Spear, which is only a magic weapon, can't even bear it, and the barrel of the gun is slightly hot, and there are even signs of cracks.

However, Zhang Heng didn't care, he felt the surging power of the Demon Swinging Spear, and his eyes became more and more determined.

"Look who dies first!"

He stabbed out with a single shot, and the seventy-two killing circles were fully operational, and the spears were like mist, engulfing a piece in an instant.

There, there was a cold-looking Marquis of the Blood Clan on standby, ready to make a move at any time, but now he was caught off guard by Zhang Heng, his face changed, and he was about to dodge.

Unfortunately, this opportunity was not available at all.

It is impossible for Zhang Heng to kill the Duke of the Blood Clan with one blow, but it is not so difficult to kill the Marquis of the Blood Clan with one blow.

Under the gaze of everyone, the body of the Marquis of the Blood Clan was directly torn apart, and in the rain of blood, Zhang Heng shot out with a gun, shook the tip of the gun, and stabbed a marquis on the left again.

"Despicable Chinese!"

The four dukes were extremely angry, Zhang Heng bullied the soft and was afraid of the hard, and actually specially picked the marquis to kill.

They dispatched at the same time, and a huge dark aura surged, like a mountain, crushing towards Zhang Heng!

"It's a pity, even if you have wings, you may not be as fast as me!"

Zhang Heng sneered, the tip of the spear flashed, and he killed the Marquis of the Blood Clan again.

At the moment when the Marquis of the Blood Clan died, the seventy-third killing circle in the Demon Swinging Spear absorbed enough killing aura and finally perfected itself!

As if it was a step further, the power of the Demon Swinging Spear skyrocketed in an instant!

Feeling this change, a smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth.

If the Demon Swinging Spear wants to be promoted to a spiritual weapon, two conditions need to be met, the first is to perfect the seventy-two killing arrays, and when it becomes ninety-nine, it will have the qualifications to break through to the spiritual weapon, and the second condition is the breakthrough of its own materials, which requires Zhang Heng to add some rare refining materials.

For Zhang Heng, he didn't lack refining materials, but he lacked enough killing aura.

This time when he went abroad, he already had the idea of killing, because it was better for him to kill these barbarians abroad than to kill people at home.

In addition, there is another very important reason, that is, Zhang Heng found that when he killed the blood clan that believed in the dark gods, the killing qi he obtained was far greater than killing an ordinary cultivator!

The spirit of killing is born from killing, and killing a good person is obviously different from killing a villain who is full of evil.

Zhang Heng guessed that the blood clan was full of blood, and he didn't know how many lives he had killed, and the power of the dark god they believed in was already full of murder, so this situation would occur.

Killing a blood marquis is equivalent to killing a thousand ordinary people, and this deal is undoubtedly a good deal!

At this moment, Zhang Heng's idea is to kill all the Marquis of the Blood Clan, perfect the killing array, and fight with the four dukes again!

In the blink of an eye, three more Blood Dukes died at the hands of his gun.

"Shameless Huaxia, you have the ability to come at us!" Duke Cana said with an angry face.

"Despicable, shameless, so many of you besiege me, but I have become the shameless party?" Zhang Heng sneered, unmoved.

The seventy-fourth killing circle has gradually taken shape.

This progress is really gratifying.

Duke Cana was furious, and his sharp nails grabbed directly, but Zhang Heng seemed to be slippery, his steps changed, his body had moved out of dozens of meters, and without warning, a shot pierced straight into the chest of the Marquis of the Blood Clan!

"Do you think that if you have wings, you must be fast? Big mistake, you don't know anything about Huaxia's escape method!" Zhang Heng sneered, his spiritual power was activated again, and his body turned into an afterimage, sweeping out more than ten meters.

And just where he was standing, Duke Romeo slapped his horse and smashed it into the air.

"Damn it!"

The four dukes were anxious, obviously their strength had become stronger, but Zhang Heng did not confront them head-on at all.

"Huaxia is a mysterious country, the reason why we set a trap for the Lingbao Sect is because of these wonderful immortal methods......" Duke Leo was angry, but also a little hot.

Compared to the long tradition since ancient times, their history is still a little shorter.

Many years ago, in a great war between the East and the West, they were arrogant, and they were frightened by the endless methods of Chinese cultivators, and to this day, many people are still thinking about it in their hearts, and they are trying to obtain the secret of cultivation!

In their minds, the noble and powerful blood clan, once they have the immortal law of Huaxia, wouldn't it be truly invincible?

They chased, Zhang Heng hid, and the marquis fled.

It's a pity that they can't catch up with Zhang Heng.

And every time Zhang Heng attacked, he was always able to kill a blood marquis.

He showed no mercy, his shot was fast and accurate, killing with one blow, and there was absolutely no superfluous action.

The four dukes were stunned, and they only felt like a clumsy monkey, being teased.

And the marquis of the blood clan have already died for the most part.

Rumble!

The seventy-fourth killing circle awakens!

The power of the Demon Swinging Spear suddenly became stronger, Zhang Heng's spear swept, and the five Marquis of the Blood Clan spurted blood, and they died together!

"It's not good, the more he kills, the stronger his power becomes!" Duke Cana suddenly came to his senses, and his eyes showed an anxious look: "Quick, stop him!"

The other three dukes looked solemn and exerted twelve points of strength.

However, Zhang Heng's escape method is extremely exquisite, using the wind, using the air current, the body shape changes, like an antelope hanging horns, without warning, the most surprising thing is his small transfer technique, which can move dozens of meters horizontally, which is not expected at all.

The four dukes were so mad that they could only watch the marquis being killed.

They realized that if Zhang Heng wanted to escape, he could completely escape.

He stayed here just to kill more Bloods!

"The last one!"

Another shot, Zhang Heng slashed the last blood clan, and countless fine ancient inscriptions appeared on the Demon Swinging Divine Spear, and the seventy-fifth killing circle awakened!

The original dark spear was now stained red with blood.

Zhang Heng no longer ran away, and pointed his spear at the four dukes.

"Now, it's your turn!"