The audience was silent, and everyone seemed to have been immobilized.

Chamatin took the red wine, lit the cigar, and just took a sip, he saw this amazing picture, dozens of blood clans, and they were actually killed directly!

The smoke went into his throat, but he forgot to spit it out, choking him and coughing.

It was precisely because of his coughing that everyone woke up.

"The god of darkness is above, what do I see? Oh my God!"

"This Huaxia man actually killed dozens of blood clans in an instant!"

"He's so strong, no wonder he dares to kill Earl Dawson!"

It's true that everyone wants to watch a good show, but who would have thought that this scene would be like this.

The Blood Clan was fierce and looked extremely ferocious, but they didn't hold on for even a second, and they were all killed!

At this moment, it seemed to be reversed.

The handsome-faced Zhang Heng has become a vicious blood clan, and the blood clan has become a lamb slaughtered at will.

"I almost forgot, this guy probably doesn't need me to worry about it at all......" Seeing this scene, Master Qin, who felt guilty, first breathed a sigh of relief, and then had a headache.

Now, things are going to be troublesome, I'm afraid it's Uncle Shi's plan, and it won't work at all.

Zhou Daoheng also thought of this, his face became ugly, and he did not feel any joy because Zhang Heng killed the blood clan, but his face was blue and angry.

"This bastard dares to kill!"

The most intense mood swing was apparently Hill.

His eyes turned blood-red, fangs spread out from the corners of his mouth, and his originally handsome and melancholy appearance was covered with a layer of blood.

Whoa!

The huge blood wings that were five meters long stretched out, and he stared at Zhang Heng, his eyes full of hatred!

"How dare you kill the people of the William family? Noble, ancient, and mysterious bloodline, can you also kill them?"

"What a bullshit blood, it's just a big bat. Zhang Heng put down the wine glass and said lightly: "Besides, if you want to kill me, do I want to stand and kill you?"

Foreigners still don't know Zhang Heng, if they were other Chinese cultivators, they would probably know what the consequences would be from the moment they provoked Zhang Heng.

Zhang Xianshi's reputation is not based on people's praise or hype, but by killing, and the famous reputation that has been piled up!

Especially after the defeat of the four major families, his name has become the embodiment of the demon for a time.

Unfortunately, Hill didn't know what kind of being he was provoking, and he chanted an ancient incantation in his mouth, and his eyes lit up with blood-colored flames.

"You will die, and when you die, your soul will fall into purgatory, and the gods will whip you and make you pay for today's killing!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure flew out directly.

At that moment, a powerful power fluctuation surged out of his body, and the blood light was filled, the momentum was huge, and it looked incomparably strong.

"Despicable Chinese, die!"

He roared angrily, and the power in his body roared out, turning into a blood-colored scythe, which slashed directly towards Zhang Heng's head.

This blood-colored scythe is surrounded by a dark and evil aura, ordinary people just look at it, I am afraid that their souls will be involved, the scythe slashed, and the void was pulled by the blood light, and it became distorted.

"Scythe of Death, Ciel is crazy!"

Costa said solemnly.

However, in the face of such a fierce attack, Zhang Heng did not move at all in the stunned gaze of everyone, and only when the blood-colored scythe was about to reach the top of his head did he punch out.

His punch looked imposing, and even gave people a feeling of slowness.

Seeing this scene, many people had a sneer in their eyes, how could the scythe of death be so easy to deal with, and the Chinese people would pay the price for their light enemies.

However, the next moment, their faces froze.

Zhang Heng's fist collided directly with the blood-colored scythe, the fist of flesh and blood, facing the scythe of death surging with dark power, did not fall at all, the two were in a stalemate for a while, and then one side collapsed......

"How so?"

Many people looked dull, and it was not Zhang Heng who collapsed, but the terrifying blood-colored sickle, cracks emerged one after another, and the huge sickle was directly shattered, turning into a bloody sky.

"How could this be?"

"That's the Scythe of Death, although it is not strong in itself, but once it comes into contact with people, it will suck the soul!"

"Hill's trick doesn't work at all!"

Everyone was in an uproar, even Master Qin showed a look of shock, Zhang Heng was very strong, he knew this, but no matter how strong he was, it was impossible to hit the scythe of death with his fists, right?

This kind of strength, such courage, is too terrifying!

Only Zhou Daoheng saw some clues and said coldly.

"This kid's physical strength is very strong, he should have had a chance to strengthen his physical strength, in addition, his soul power is several times stronger than his physical body, and the power of the Death Scythe can't shake his soul at all!"

After speaking, Zhou Daoheng's eyes also crossed a look of recognition, no matter what, Zhang Heng's strength is indeed worthy of his attention.

But the more this happened, the more dissatisfied he became.

Why is this arrogant boy who has not achieved enough and has more than enough failures to be so strong?

Zhang Heng's strength touched the hidden pain in his heart, and he had been in retreat for seventy years, wanting to break through Jindan, but he didn't succeed, which basically shows that he has no fate with Jindan in this life...... But look at Zhang Heng, who is only in his early twenties, he is so good, and if he continues to develop like this, it is only a matter of time before he achieves Jindan!

How unfair the way of heaven is!

Zhou Daoheng was jealous.

"Why aren't you afraid of my Death Scythe, how can your body be so strong?" Hill's face was pale, and he was able to defend the Death Scythe with his fists, in addition to the werewolves of the Thornton family, Zhang Heng was the second.

"I also want to thank your William family, who traveled thousands of miles to China and gave me a great gift. Zhang Heng chuckled and said.

"A big gift?"

Hill thought for a moment, and suddenly reacted, and he screamed sharply.

"You actually devoured the essence blood of the blood clan!"

What the?

"The biggest taboo of the William family is that someone swallows their essence and blood, because they are vampires, only they suck human blood, but there is no reason for others to suck their blood, now Hill is going to go completely crazy!" Costa looked at Zhang Heng in shock, it was the first time he had seen such a bold person, not to mention swallowing the essence blood of the William family, he actually dared to admit it!

"It's over, the William family is going completely crazy now, I'm afraid that those old guys in William's castle won't be able to sit still!" Chamatin muttered.

As far as they knew, the ancient William family had never been provoked like this.

Even the two of them, when they were in conflict with the Blood Clan in the past, they had killed a lot of people, but no one had ever dared to covet the Blood Clan's essence blood, because once they were discovered by this group of stubborn guys, it would be an undying hatred.

Hill instantly burst out of anger, and all the strength of the Marquis exploded, which was equivalent to a full blow from a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

Between his hands, a blood-red ball of light gushed out, and he held the ball of light in his hand and slammed directly into Zhang Heng.

"I want you dead!"

Zhang Heng saw this ball of light, but he became serious.

This guy obviously used the strength at the bottom of the box, and all the essence and blood in his body were condensed into this ball of light, which was to fight Zhang Heng for his life.

It's just that Zhang Heng doesn't feel that he has the capital to work hard with himself.

He stretched out his hand, and in the void, the Demon Swinging Spear appeared directly, Zhang Heng held the handle of the gun, and stabbed it directly!

Seventy-two killing circles were not even activated, only thirty-six were opened, and the surging killing power immediately erupted.

Rumble!

A bright ball of blood exploded on Hill's chest, and the blood-colored ball of light was actually snatched down by Zhang Heng's split.

It's blood, it's a good thing, and it can't be wasted.

"I'm no match for him, only the Duke can deal with him!" Hill finally understood, and a large amount of essence blood was taken away, leaving him pale and even showing signs of aging.

"Chamatin, Costa, you two bastards, do you want to see me killed?"

He suddenly roared and cried out for help.

The two of them woke up from a dream, no matter what, they are now in a cooperative relationship with the William family, how can they watch Hill die like this?

Chamartin and Costa took a step forward and threatened.

"Huaxia people, stop!"

Whew!

Before the words could be spoken, the blood-red barrel of the gun had already pierced through Ciel's heart.

The words of the two came to an abrupt end, and the scene fell into a death-like silence, no one would have thought that Zhang Heng would be so cruel to this extent, it was the Marquis of Hill of the Blood Clan, he said that he would kill it......