"Zhang Heng, you really don't need to come. ”

In the car, Luo still looked at the man next to him and said worriedly.

"I've taken all the battle posts, how can I not go?" Zhang Heng sat in the car, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What's more, that new martial saint Bai Jingteng really makes me a little interested." ”

"Immortal Master Zhang is good at everything, but he is too arrogant. Luo Jianguo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, sighed in his heart.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this.

But even if he didn't say it, it was not difficult for Zhang Heng to guess the thoughts of the father and daughter.

After he solved Zhao Zhenghao and Shi Guobiao, he went straight to Luo's house.

Bai Jingteng invited the Dongzhou warriors, but his name was on the battle post, he was going to go to the meeting when he took it, and now the date is coming soon, so he naturally can't miss the appointment.

But the father and daughter of the Luo family didn't think so, they talked hard and persuaded Zhang Heng for a long time.

In their eyes, Zhang Heng is indeed powerful and unattainable, but Bai Jingteng's reputation is too big, this person is a legendary martial saint, I don't know how many masters he has killed overseas, and now when he comes to Dongzhou, the old martial saint who is the guardian saint does not dare to come out, he has never said a word about this matter, and has done one thing.

The prestige of Wusheng Mountain was greatly damaged, but he couldn't take care of it.

Who doesn't know the meaning of this?

Zhang Heng is now considered to be high, why take the risk and fight with such a peerless murderer?

It's a pity that their persuasion did not shake Zhang Heng's mind at all, and in desperation, he had to accompany Zhang Heng and send Zhang Heng to Genting Villa.

"How sure are you?" asked Luo still faintly.

The current Zhang Heng is completely different from the loser who was obsessed with her in the past, and she couldn't guess Zhang Heng's thoughts at all.

"It depends on how much strength he has. Zhang Heng said lightly.

"If he is really as powerful as the legend, maybe he can survive. ”

The father and daughter looked at each other and were speechless.

Compared with Zhang Heng, Bai Jingteng, who is regarded by the martial artists as the number one madman in the world, is nothing, compared to arrogance, Zhang Heng is really not inferior to him.

However, the fact is that Zhang Heng does have an absolute advantage, and there is a huge gap between cultivators and martial artists in essence.

However, it does not mean that martial artists are necessarily inferior to cultivators, Zhang Heng found that martial artists on the earth, to a certain extent, have their own perceptions of the "Dao".

They pay attention to the cultivation of the mind, pay attention to comprehension, and in terms of state of mind, they are even better than many practitioners.

It's just that the power they have is too low-level, which makes them not strong enough.

Zhang Heng is now a cultivator who has perfected his qi, and it is not a big problem to deal with the martial saint, but like the cultivator, the martial artist also has a killer weapon, if this Bai Jingteng has a powerful martial art, he may be able to cause him trouble.

In short, Zhang Heng is looking forward to this battle.

Genting Mountain Resort is located in the very center of Dongzhou, and it is also the first mountain in Dongzhou, where Genting Mountain is located.

Mount Genting is 2,100 meters above sea level, but the actual distance that ordinary people can climb is only 1,850 meters.

Because above this, there is no road, a lonely peak, steep and unclimbable, straight into the sky.

This mountain warrior heart of the holy place, after kung fu practice to home, you can climb the lonely peak, standing on the top of the clouds, kung fu is not home, you may fall off the cliff, become a puddle of meat mud.

Later, many mountaineers spent a lot of money to build Genting Villa.

Like Wusheng Mountain, it has become the two major martial arts holy places in Dongzhou.

The difference is that Wusheng Mountain is where the old martial saints are located, with a unique inheritance and symbolic meaning, while Yunding Mountain is a place where martial artists from all over the world can go and is a good place to exchange martial arts.

It's a pity that Bai Jingteng came across the sea, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest and dominated Genting Villa, but he drove all the Dongzhou warriors out.

Along the way, Zhang Heng saw many martial artists with angry faces.

"Most of the people who learn martial arts are bloody men, and the holy land of martial arts has been invaded, and this person is even more arrogant, looking down on Dongzhou, and the big husband can't tolerate it, so the warriors flock to ......" Luo Jianguo looked at the steep mountain wall of Yunding Mountain and sighed.

Because there are too many warriors, there are dozens of ropes on the top of the mountain and they are thrown down, and those who are capable, without ropes, fly the eaves and walk on the wall, and their bodies are as light as swallows, and they can climb the mountain.

The average ability is to drag the rope, borrow strength several times, and finally reach the top.

It's really not good, and they can only climb slowly, but there are few such people, and they probably know that they can't help, so they are all clustered in the middle of the mountain, as long as there are Dongzhou warriors climbing the mountain, they will applaud.

It's like the common people in ancient times, and then the soldiers who gave the expedition were heroic.

"It's really the same enemy. Zhang Heng said.

"Yes, Dongzhou is one of the nine states in China, thousands of years ago it was the birthplace of martial arts, and now although it is declining, the spirit of the martial artist is not weak at all, and he is full of blood, that Bai Jingteng committed the anger of the people, even if he uses human life to fill it, he must be driven out of Dongzhou!" Luo Jianguo does not understand martial arts, and these words are also what he has heard.

This matter was originally bloody, and when he said it, it also gave people a feeling of blood boiling.

"The so-called martial saint, transcendent sainthood, this level is ten thousand enemies, and it is simply unrealistic to fill it with human lives. Zhang Heng shook his head and poured a handful of cold water.

Although he had never seen a real martial saint, he could probably guess the strength of a martial artist in this realm.

Those clever martial arts are not weak in ordinary immortal methods, such as Li Laoba and Cheng Zheng, if they fight with martial saints, they are afraid that they will die, Master Ouyang is better, after all, he has a treasure gourd, relying on the help of magic weapons, but he can stabilize it.

It's just that if the martial saint thinks of a way to restrain the baby gourd, he doesn't have much capital to fight.

This is also something that can't be helped, in the cultivation world, there is one of the most common common sense, only cultivators above the golden pill can be regarded as a real beginner.

Under Jindan, it's just a foundation.

Cultivators like Li Laoba are not opponents of martial saints, ordinary martial artists, there is no suspense about how many people will die.

However, when Zhang Heng said this on such an occasion, it aroused the hostility of many people.

"How can you grow the morale of others and destroy your own prestige?"

"I, a martial artist in Dongzhou, can have a broken head and bleed, but I can't do without integrity!"

"No matter how powerful he is, can he kill all of us?"

A group of fanatical warriors surrounded Zhang Heng and made crazy accusations.

"I'm sorry, he didn't mean to say that. Luo still hurriedly came out to apologize, trying to calm everyone's emotions.

How to say that Luo is still a peerless beauty, and when the warriors saw her, they all calmed down, but they still didn't look at Zhang Heng very well.

"This beauty, I advise you not to fight with this man, he has lost his courage before he fights, and he must not be responsible. ”

Someone said coldly.

"He's not my man......" Luo still couldn't laugh or cry.

"That's good...... a few people snorted coldly and walked to the side.

Zhang Heng felt everyone's disdainful eyes, but he was a little speechless.

These warriors are fanatical beyond his imagination.

"It's good to have faith. Zhang Heng was not angry, but had some appreciation.

If people lose their faith and persistence, then they are prone to do things that go beyond the bottom line.

This is true for cultivators, for martial artists, and even more so for ordinary people.

From this point of view, he has a good impression of the Dongzhou warriors.

But others don't think so, it is estimated that a group of fanatical believers said "sad words" because of him, and many people remember him.

"Coward. ”

In the crowd, an old man with white hair walked out, this person was very powerful, and he didn't say much, he floated like a feather, his toes were a little, and he jumped directly to the top of the mountain, but behind the old man, there was a girl in a green loose T-shirt, who stuck out her tongue at Zhang Heng.

The girl was about twenty-three or fourteen years old, and she was also a martial artist, with a thin body and healthy wheat-colored skin.

Except for her two long legs, her figure is average, but her length is heroic, like a female general, and her whole person radiates the spirit of a warrior alone.

The woman grabbed the rope and swung it casually, but with the help of force, she jumped up dozens of meters and jumped to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

"Wu Zong?" Zhang Heng could see her level at a glance.

Twenty-three or four-year-old Wu Zong, this girl's martial arts talent is quite good.

"How are we going to get up?"

Luo still looked at the tall and steep cliff and frowned.