The wolf god's heart was furious, his killing intent towards Zhang Heng was limited, and he originally wanted to observe the situation and wait for an opportunity to move, but he didn't expect that the "prey" actually had thoughts about him, a hunter!

He is the high wolf god, the king of all werewolves, cruel, bloodthirsty, violent, crazy, people have always feared him, he has never feared anyone!

Therefore, the wildness in his chest was released, and he galloped in stride, and hit Zhang Heng with a punch.

He probably also knew that Zhang Heng was not an ordinary character, so he didn't mean to keep his hands, and when he rushed halfway, his body suddenly swelled up, from a strong man with a height of more than two meters, and suddenly became a giant with a height of more than ten meters......

He suddenly transformed into a huge navy blue giant wolf, and the fist that slammed towards Zhang Heng actually emitted a cyan light, and the strong wind was howling, as if there was a big mountain in front of him, and he was about to smash a hole with a punch.

"Well done. Zhang Heng stood in place, motionless, quietly watching the giant wolf approach.

It was only when Zhang Heng almost smelled the wild smell on his body that he was embarrassed to make a move.

Compared to the wolf god, his fist was undoubtedly fragile and small, but after the two collided, it made an earth-shattering roar!

Bang!

A very subversive scene appeared, the huge navy-blue giant wolf was actually blown away by the insignificant Zhang Heng's punch.

Bang!

He fell into the dust and smashed a big hole, very embarrassed, but it was not injured, jumped up, extremely angry, looked up to the sky and let out a wolf howl, and was about to share life and death with Zhang Heng.

"Wolf God, you alone are not his opponent. The High Priest spoke, and his voice was always eerie, and whatever he said gave a feeling of hairiness in his heart.

"As much as I hate werewolves, I don't want to see you die at this time. There was no trace of emotion in the Pope's cold eyes: "If you want to go up, let's go together!"

The wolf god stopped talking, but the anger in his eyes dissipated most of it, and he also realized that he alone would not be Zhang Heng's opponent.

Fang Cai's fight made him extremely angry, but after calming down, he sincerely felt fear, and this was the first time he lost to others in strength......

His eyes stared at Zhang Heng, full of incredulity.

"He is really nirvana, his strength has improved again, I can feel that his strength is stronger than before......" The old woman is blind, but her heart is not blind, she has seen a lot of content from Fang Cai's hand.

This kind of content made him very uneasy.

The old man was speechless, his brows furrowed, if Zhang Heng didn't die today, let alone Jiuhua Mountain offended a strong enemy, I am afraid that the entire cultivation world will have to be reshuffled in the future......

Because Zhang Heng clearly has this potential, but it just takes time to cash it out.

"It's hard to imagine that one day we'll join forces. "Prince Dracula looked at everyone, what a strange combination, the Holy See, the Vlad family, and the werewolves, except for the Vlad family, the other three forces, but they have been fighting for many years, but I didn't expect that now they are joining forces because of dealing with a strong man in the East.

"There are enough strong men in the East. The high priest's viper-like eyes shone with a cold light.

The other three nodded, and took a step forward in unison, and the terrifying momentum exploded.

When the disciples of Jiuhua Mountain saw this scene, they were all moved.

"Several major forces in the West have actually joined forces!"

"These four people should be the pinnacle of combat power in the West, right?"

"The strength of the West is not only that, but their top powerhouses, like us, can no longer exist on the earth. ”

"Anyway, the four kings, besieging a Zhang Heng, in terms of their identity, is an unprecedented thing!"

People sighed, but their feelings were a little complicated.

Cultivators don't have much contact with Western forces, but it can't be said to be completely closed, and there is more or less rivalry between the two sides, especially for young people...... Now that Zhang Heng is at war with the four kings, theoretically speaking, they should support the cultivators, but on the contrary, Zhang Heng is an enemy......

"I hope the four kings can kill him!"

Many people prayed in their hearts that Zhang Heng's demonic level made them very uneasy, such a person should not exist in the world.

"You really think of me. Zhang Heng glanced at the four kings, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes.

This time Nirvana, he is no longer hair, his head is full of black hair and strands, he is already a long hair shawl, and even the contours of his cheeks are more angular, but he is three points similar to him in his previous life.

"You should be proud, you're the only one in the world who can make a shot for the four of us together!" the wolf god gritted his teeth and made a creaking and oozing grinding sound.

"There's nothing to be proud of, I'm disappointed in you. Zhang Heng shook his head, his tone disdainful.

"I've heard of your arrogance for a long time, and it seems to me that you are hiding your fears in this way!" said Count Dracula coldly.

"Fear?" Zhang Heng laughed, but said with interest: "I'm very curious, if all the four kings fall in Africa, won't your forces become chaotic?"

"What is he talking about, trying to kill the four of us?" the wolf god laughed, his eyes glittering with blood, full of cruelty.

"It's ridiculous!" Didier sneered.

To be honest, they didn't despise Zhang Heng in their hearts, thinking that it would definitely not be easy for the four of them to kill him.

They even thought that they might lose, after all, there were too many miracles created by Zhang Heng......

However, no one could have thought that they would die in the hands of Zhang Heng, defeat and kill, the difference is too great!

"No matter what, you will die today. The High Priest opened his mouth with a sinister voice, and his voice was full of malice.

As soon as the words fell, many shadowy figures appeared in the sky.

But the masters of several major forces came together, there were priests in black robes, bishops in white robes with patterns embroidered with gold wire on their necklines, and werewolves with mountains in shape, and finally, the blood duke who was floating in the air with unforgettable hatred in his eyes!

Together, not only the four kings, but also the powerhouses in their families!

This time, if they want to sweep away all their concerns, they must kill Zhang Heng here!

"Do you still think you have a chance of winning?" Prince Dracula sneered, "If you survive today, it will already be a miracle!"

"A miracle?" Zhang Heng's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were full of determination, and a momentum that swallowed mountains and rivers burst out from his body, he looked down on everyone and said, "Killing you is a miracle!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone was laughing, mocking, hating, killing intent, and their expressions were different.

Zhang Heng is only one person, but they are almost all the elites of the West, so many people are not his opponents? Is this a dream?

"When did the people of Huaxia become so arrogant!"

Someone said gloomily.

"I'm just stating a fact. Zhang Heng was suspended in the air, and the killing spear was held in his hand.

His blood erupted, and his body almost burned with blood-colored flames, connected with the bloody light of the Killing Spear.

He is like a god of war from time immemorial, armed with a war spear, unparalleled in momentum and invincible self-confidence, and wants to kill all enemies!

This style has impressed the people of Jiuhua Mountain.

Anyway, at this juncture, Zhang Heng can still have such a demeanor, which is indeed admirable.

Even, many people have a feeling that Zhang Heng before, who defeated two uncles in a row, was certainly very strong, but his fighting spirit did not seem to be completely burning.

"Whatever you pretend, you're dying. "Of course, there are also vicious curses.

"Nothing to say, kill him!"

Prince Dracula spoke, and he was the first to move, his wings fluttering, and two gusts of wind flew at the same time, like a ghost!