When this voice sounded, the hidden sword light behind the masters disappeared into invisibility.

It's as if it didn't appear at all, but the feeling of death approaching just now is something they will never forget.

All the great gods sweated like rain, their hearts were pounding, and when they all looked up, they saw Zhang Heng suspended in the air.

"It turns out that the Holy Venerable has arrived!"

Thirteen people, their eyes showing fanaticism at the same time.

Zhang Heng's strength is outstanding, and he has the grace of reinvention for them, and now when he appears in danger, he saves them again.

So much so that at the same time, a feeling of omnipotence arose in their hearts!

"Stand down. Zhang Heng said lightly.

Things are not easy now, although they are already martial saints, they can't participate in this level of battle, so Zhang Heng simply let them go away.

"Yes!"

Everyone had no objection and left directly.

But he is full of confidence in Zhang Heng, thinking that as long as he makes a move, even if it is a big problem, it can be solved!

"Immortal Master Zhang is here?"

"Is he the legendary Immortal Master Zhang?

"But Huang Yun is really not weak, he fought against thirteen martial saints alone, and he actually won!"

Zhang Heng's appearance certainly made people feel hopeful, but some people felt uneasy and worried, because Huang Yunfang's strength completely shocked them!

You must know that the Martial Saint is a big man who is on the top, and the old Martial Saint has guarded Dongzhou for so many years, and no new Martial Saint can take over.

But now that he has passed away not long ago, thirteen martial saints have sprung up in Dongzhou like mushrooms after a rain, this news is shocking enough, right?

But it was these thirteen martial saints who were actually defeated, and the world became too fast for many people to digest!

"You are Immortal Master Zhang!"

Huang Yun looked at Zhang Heng, and his eyes immediately showed resentment.

Although it was only the first time they met, in his heart, Zhang Heng was definitely his number one enemy!

As early as when Cai Yanzhi repeatedly mentioned Zhang Heng, he had already made up his mind to destroy Zhang Heng under the sword!

"You're not my opponent, let the people behind you come out. ”

Zhang Heng held his hands behind his back and looked indifferent.

Huang Yun only relied on the power of the sword talisman, and he himself, in Zhang Heng's opinion, was simply vulnerable, so he didn't even have the mood to look at him.

Huang Yun, who had been arrogant all day, finally met someone who was even more crazy than himself.

With just one sentence, Zhang Heng made the anger in his heart that had calmed down slightly burn to the extreme in an instant.

"I'm going to kill you today and take off your head!"

He still hasn't said half a sentence, take off your head and put it in front of Ah Zhi!

He wants to prove to Cai Yanzhi who is the strongest!

"You don't have the skills. ”

Zhang Heng walked down step by step, as if there were steps in the void.

His gaze was fixed on these middle-aged people sitting on the Taishi's chair.

There is no doubt that these people are his main opponents today.

However, this group of people did not move at all, only Uncle Lei, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

There are more people who talk big, and it's not worth letting them do it, that's not necessarily.

Huang Yun was a sword test, if Zhang Heng couldn't even win against him, they naturally didn't need to do it.

However, even if Zhang Heng couldn't beat Huang Yun, they had a completely different view of Dongzhou today.

I really didn't expect that the little Dongzhou would be able to make such waves, if it weren't for their safety, they came in person, but I am afraid that the situation could not be stabilized.

"Whether I have the ability or not, it's not up to you to decide!"

Huang Yun said coldly.

"If you want the position of the Holy Venerable, you must overcome me, I am here today, you have no chance!"

"Many years ago, Shizun had already given me the position!"

"I am the rightful Saint!"

Hearing this, Zhang Heng smiled indifferently.

He finally looked at Huang Yun and sighed softly.

"Do you think I care about the position of the Venerable?"

"Otherwise?" Huang Yun sneered.

"In your eyes, the position of the Lord is very important, but in my opinion, it is nothing more than that. Zhang Heng seemed to smile: "You may not believe it, halfway here, I once thought, if you Huang Yun is indeed a manufacturable material, what if I give you the position of the Holy Venerable?"

"For me, it doesn't matter if I am a saint or not, the important thing is that I am always me!"

What the?

When Huang Yun heard this, his heart seemed to be shaken in some way, and when he looked at Zhang Heng, his eyes showed a look of half-belief.

"Have you really thought about giving me the position of the Holy Venerable?"

Zhang Heng was about to answer, but a person suddenly ran over.

But it was Yang Lele in a white dress, she pointed at Huang Yun and said angrily.

"Zhang Heng, you must not let him be a saint, he didn't recognize his six relatives, slandered the old martial saint, and even knocked out Sister Cai and put her under house arrest!"

Zhang Heng's gaze suddenly turned cold: "There is such a thing?"

As soon as the words fell, there was an invisible evil aura in the air, a chill, from the soles of his feet to the door of his head, Huang Yun's fluctuating mood suddenly became stable, he looked at Zhang Heng, and grinned: "Is there anything?"

"Well, you damn it!"

Zhang Heng's expression was indifferent, and he punched out a bland punch.

Behind him, the familiar phantom reappeared, but compared to this time, the phantom was once again condensed, and the eyes that could not see the outline faintly flashed with a majestic light.

The strength of the fist is invisible, but the terrifying deterrent power can be felt by anyone.

"What kind of punch is this!?"

The faces of the people of the Sword Sect sitting on the Taishi's chair changed greatly, even they all felt the aura of danger!

What's more, the person in question, Huang Yun, almost instantly, his hair stood on end, his heart stopped beating, his pupils shrank to the size of a pintip, and he felt that he had suddenly become extremely small, as if he was exposed to the power of Huanghuang Tianwei!

The air has become stagnant, and every move seems to be carrying a thousand pounds!

"I don't believe it!"

Huang Yun roared angrily, and blood lines erupted from the seven orifices, and he used all his strength before he could be regarded as wielding a sword!

Yin and Yang Sword!

The sword is like a dragon, more terrifying than before, and in the void and reality, it seems to hide infinite mysteries.

However, in the midst of too much disparity, there is no point in any change of tactics.

No matter how much he changes, he will be directly crushed by the dignified fist!

Huang Yun was shocked, and the blue light mask resurfaced, guarding himself, but the moment the light mask appeared, he was smashed by a punch, his sternum was shattered, dented, and blood was spitting out of his mouth, flying out dozens of meters away like a broken pocket!

If it weren't for the Martial Saint's body, he would have been out of breath at this moment, but Rao is like this, his strength has also become one in ten under this punch!

Dead silence!

Rao is a master who believes that Zhang Heng can win the battle, but he is also in a sluggish state at the moment.

Every time Zhang Heng makes a move, it always seems to refresh their cognition.

Because of their personal experience, they knew very well how dangerous Huang Yun's sword was, but in Zhang Heng's small fists, he was like a baby, and he didn't have any power to resist at all.

With such an opponent, Huang Yun actually tried to contend in vain, but he was really a mantis arm and a car, and he couldn't do it!

"It's horrible, it's horrible!"

Many people saw Zhang Heng make a move for the first time, but when they saw this scene, they were shocked.

The terrifying power of his punch is still alive in their minds decades later!

"Young man, you've gone too far!"

Uncle Lei got up, he held the sword box, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

"Oh?" Zhang Heng was curious.

"He's the one we chosen, and you've pretty much deposed him. Uncle Lei said coldly.

"That's not deserved, I said a long time ago, my opponent is not him, but you are unwilling to stand up, can you blame me?" Zhang Heng said playfully.

"Do you know who we are?"

Uncle Lei's eyes became colder and colder, and the long sword in the box continued to hum.

"I don't care who you are, I killed Huang Yun, and I killed you!" Zhang Heng said indifferently.

He wasn't a good-tempered person in the first place, and these guys led Huang Yun to trouble him, which was already a taboo for him.

Such an opponent, how about not killing, keep it for the New Year?

"Kill me?" Uncle Lei laughed, with a look of disdain in his eyes: "Who do you think you are?"

"Come on, come on, I'll just stand here, come and kill me!"

Before the words fell, the magic sword in Zhang Heng's hand suddenly appeared, and between the lightning and flint, a sword was already slashed out.

The sword light was like thunder, extremely abrupt, and when Uncle Lei's laughter ended, it had already reached his side.

Whew!

He hadn't reacted at all, and he still had a smile on his face.

It's just that this smile has froze permanently, and a line of blood has emerged on his neck......

"Killed. ”

Zhang Heng said lightly, as if he had done a trivial matter.

"Bold !!"

One roar after another!