In the past world, Zhang Heng once suffered losses.

I thought that if I defeated it, I would be at ease, but I didn't know that people who killed people in the way of blood were the most terrifying when they were in a desperate situation!

Because almost everyone who practices the Blood Killing Dao is a madman, and if they don't have the spirit of not fearing death, they can't get started at all, burn spiritual power, burn longevity, and even burn souls......

Therefore, Zhang Heng had already taken precautions, and when the old ghost of Yinshan erupted into a terrifying and ferocious manner, he had already begun to prepare.

It's just that his preparation, in the eyes of others, is a little incredible.

He actually threw away that amazingly powerful mid-grade magic sword!

"What is he doing? It's time to fight for his life, and he actually lost his weapon!" Yi Chuan couldn't believe it.

"Hahaha, he's killing himself, he's going to die, he's going to die!" Pan Yunlong laughed loudly, but the laughter was filled with a fear that he knew well.

Zhang Heng took a deep breath and took a step forward.

At the moment of taking a step, his aura suddenly changed.

It was as if he was just an ordinary young man before, but in the next second, he suddenly had an indescribable majesty.

Like an emperor!

"What's that?" Yi Chuan's face was full of incredulity.

Pan Yunlong also opened his mouth wide, and just behind Zhang Heng, a humanoid phantom appeared, but it appeared suddenly.

If Cai Yanzhi was here, he would definitely react, this was the phantom that Zhang Heng summoned when he killed the young sect master of the Hehuan Sect.

It's just that it's much more condensed than before.

"The Five Emperors Demon God Fist itself is not profound, but the spiritual inheritance in it is amazing...... The spirit of the Five Emperors is the spirit of the human race, go against the sky, I will win the sky!" Zhang Heng muttered, and suddenly felt that he was much closer to the phantom behind him.

He took a step forward, and the phantom moved forward with him, he raised his hand slightly, and the phantom followed him......

It seems to be easy to move, but the old ghost of Yinshan clearly feels a strong life and death crisis!

This crisis is better than every one before!

It was as if he was powerless to resist at all, or rather, he didn't dare to resist, he just felt this majestic breath, and he had an urge to worship!

His teeth were clenching his lip, blood spilling down his lips, the pain recovering him from his strange state.

He took a deep breath, and the hands holding the long knife made a creaking sound because of excessive force, and drop after drop of sweat slipped from his forehead, accidentally entering his eyes, giving him a sour feeling, and at the same time, he suddenly gave a touch of anger!

The monk in the middle stage of his own dignified foundation building has a great reputation in Fengqi Prefecture, and all the major sects are polite when they see him, but now they are so nervous and even afraid in front of a kid who has just broken through...... This situation made him really a little ashamed.

"I want to see what kind of evil thing is the shadow behind you!" A low roar echoed in his heart, and the old ghost of Yinshan shook his arm, and suddenly the long knife in his hand shook out a few stick shadows, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and finally poured away from the long knife.

With the continuous infusion of spiritual power, the blood light on the long knife at the end became more and more intense, and a touch of ruddy suddenly appeared on his face, and a fierce roar erupted from his mouth, and the long knife was raised high, and then smashed down!

The blood light that erupted from the long knife was extremely powerful, and when it was swung, there was a continuous low sound of air explosion, which sounded from the air where the blade passed.

Even before the knife was released, the ground under its feet had begun to crack, and even the dense forest not far away was infected by this dead sword light, showing signs of withering.

"He's completely dead!"

"I want to see how the turtle from Dongzhou can deal with it!"

"The old ghost of Yinshan will win!"

Pan Yunlong clearly knew that he had a chance to escape at this time.

But...... He's really unwilling!

This time, when I came to intercept and kill, I was not only seriously injured, but also several junior disciples, and they all died, if I returned to the sect like this, what was coming would be a very serious punishment!

"The old ghost of Yinshan is only interested in his spirit stone...... "He knew very well that the people of the Blood Killing Dao had no interest in the method of refining weapons, and that was the only chance for him to make meritorious contributions.

As long as you get the method of refining weapons and bring it back to the sect, the death of a few juniors and disciples will not be a big deal!

"It's a little interesting, but it's a pity, it's still too weak!" Zhang Heng said leisurely.

His voice was not loud, but it resounded in everyone's minds, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, giving people a sense of majesty and sacredness.

He slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at the old ghost of Yinshan.

With a finger, the shadow behind him dissipated.

But in the next moment, the space was directly torn apart by a powerful force, directly attacking the old ghost of Yinshan.

At a distance of less than two or three meters from the latter, a terrifying force came into contact with his sword light.

Suddenly, the space froze for a moment at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely strong sneering sound sounded, and Yi Chuan and Pan Yunlong were even deaf in both ears by this strange sound!

Although the two couldn't hear it, their eyes widened, and they knew that it would be a big scene next.

However, it was to their disappointment, after this snort, there was no earth-shattering movement as they expected.

On the contrary, it seems very calm......

"What the hell is this!" The frightened roar of the old ghost of Yinshan sounded.

It turned out that right in front of him, a black hole the size of a bowl suddenly appeared.

This black hole appeared suddenly, with a mysterious aura, but it did not have the slightest destructive power.

The two of them looked at this strange black hole, and they were also at a loss.

Immediately after, in their dull eyes, a force suddenly emanated from the black hole, and it actually engulfed all the sword light of the old ghost of Yin Mountain!

Seeing his sword light being devoured, the old ghost of Yinshan suddenly felt helpless.

"What level of spell is this, and who is he?" the old ghost of Yinshan suddenly raised his head, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

In his opinion, Zhang Heng suddenly became unfathomable......

Such a rebellious qualification, such a terrifying supernatural power, and such a calm look...... What a wicked figure this is?

What kind of people, what kind of sects, will cultivate this kind of people?

The old ghost of Yinshan trembled slightly, and a thought suddenly emerged.

"Run!"

Blood kills and is not afraid of death, but it does not mean that it is not afraid of death.

All his methods were dissolved by Zhang Heng, and now that he has felt the breath of death, he naturally wants to retreat.

"Little bastard, wait for me to recuperate for a while, and then come to settle accounts with you!" He suppressed his fear, glanced at Zhang Heng deeply, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but the whole person disappeared in an instant.

"Blood Escape Technique?" Zhang Heng shook his head.

His body flashed, and he disappeared as well.

After reaching the foundation building realm, many spells can be cast, including various escape techniques, earth escape, wood escape, water escape and so on.

Zhang Heng mastered the escape method several times, but what he used was a higher level of thunder, and the moment the figure disappeared, there was a slight sound of wind and thunder.

"Little bastard, I will never let you go!" The old ghost of Yinshan appeared in the depths of the dense forest, his eyes were full of resentment, and he coughed several times in a row.

"Sorry, you don't seem to have a chance. ”

Zhang Heng said lightly.

The old ghost of Yinshan turned his head stiffly, and what came into his eyes was a young face that was light and light, and nothing seemed to have happened.

He opened his mouth, and before the words could be spoken, Zhang Heng had already pointed out.

After a finger, a bloody hole exploded in the center of his eyebrows, the sparkle in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he fell to the ground in despair.

The old ghost of Yinshan, pawn!

Zhang Heng took off his storage bag, swept his senses, and after seeing the items inside, his eyes showed ecstasy.

"Big catch!"

He casually threw out a fireball and burned the corpse of the old ghost in Yinshan, and then his figure flashed, but he returned the same way.

Before the person arrived, he saw a figure running quickly.

"Want to go?"

Zhang Heng smiled playfully and stopped directly in front of Pan Yunlong.

He looked at Zhang Heng and hurriedly retreated several steps, with almost no trace of blood on his face.

Poof!

Pan Yunlong fell to his knees and screamed bitterly.

"Don't kill me!"