"Smack!" a huge eagle's head fell to the ground, but not many people paid attention. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone was still standing in a daze, as if they had not come out of the shattered three views.

Such a stylish debut, such a tall image, coupled with the chic of capturing the demon king casually, a proper master's demeanor.

This is the first impression of Zhang Qing by the onlookers, but all this has a faint feeling of collapse after Zhang Qing said something about me.

Is it that the world is changing too fast, or I can't keep up with the times, do all the current masters love this?

Countless little demons with little knowledge are confused, and they don't know why the plot is different from the story.

"Okay, this is the demeanor of a master," suddenly a loud roar broke the silence, everyone followed the sound and looked, and saw a pig incompetent with a pig's head shouting there excitedly: "Look, how chic, the demon king is ambushed by waving his hand, don't care about the world's eyes, scold if you want, this is the true color." ”

Zhang Qing didn't react himself, but this wild boar demon was very excited, dancing for fear that others would not see it.

Under the shroud of Zhang Qing's divine sense, he naturally saw this scene, and listened to the wild boar demon's mouth constantly spewing out of his true nature, what a master's demeanor, Zhang Qing himself was a little embarrassed.

Reaching out and touching his face, Zhang Qing thought suspiciously: "Could it be that my brother is so domineering and exposed now, why don't I know it?"

After bowing his head and pondering for a second, Zhang Qing acquiesced to the praise of the pig demon.

"Hey, it's not good to be domineering, it's going to cause a lot of worship everywhere in the future, how troublesome it should be. Looking at the adoring pig demon, Zhang Qing adjusted his mood a little narcissistically.

Deadwood had just leaned over and happened to hear Zhang Qing's self-talk, which made the corners of his mouth twitch all the time.

Of course, he was not qualified to say anything about others because he felt good about himself, so he had to watch the master of Zhang Dafu continue to be shameless there.

Fortunately, he still knew that he had something to do, and the lord of the mansion Zhang held an eagle-like spirit in one hand and grabbed the huge eagle corpse on the ground with the other.

"System, I'm going to upgrade the Demon Slaying Sword. ”

As soon as Zhang Qing's words fell, he saw a huge furnace phantom appear in front of him.

"Please put the materials and items that need to be upgraded into the furnace. The system said coldly.

"Oh!" Zhang Qing was not surprised, he casually threw the soul and body of the Iron Winged Eagle King into it, and then summoned the Demon Slashing Sword and flew in by himself.

Just as he was throwing things in, several figures suddenly came out of the spiritual realm.

These figures are either young or in the prime of life, some are dressed as gods, some are ghostly, and some have a single horn on their heads, in short, none of them look like ordinary people.

In fact, these are all demon king-level powerhouses who have arrived, and when they heard that there were demon king-level masters fighting outside, they ran out to stop them.

After all, one of the important reasons why such a banquet can be held is to ensure the safety of the attendees, who don't want to ruin their reputation.

But as soon as they came out, they were startled, and the imaginary fiery battle scene did not appear, but they saw a young man in Chinese clothes carrying a huge corpse and stuffing something into it.

The lingering breath on the corpse, as well as the familiar corpse, made everyone have a terrible guess in their hearts.

"Isn't that the bastard boy of Iron Wing?" A strong voice sounded, and I saw that the strong man with a single horn and a simple face was pointing to the divine soul pinched in Zhang Qing's other hand, and said as if surprised.

Looking along his fingers, everyone realized at this time, isn't it! That divine soul is indeed the arrogant guy of the Iron Wing Eagle King, so...... Everyone's heads turned and their eyes turned to the huge corpse, and the answer was already self-evident.

"Damn," dressed somewhat similar to Zhang Qing, it was Zhang Bo, the protagonist of this banquet, who scolded secretly: "You don't have to come here to find death, just make trouble for me." ”

He had already briefly understood the reason for the matter, although Zhang Qing's side was obviously not good, but he couldn't hide the fact that the Iron Wing Eagle King made the first move.

Such a banquet, according to the established rules, is not allowed to be moved, otherwise it is not only breaking the rules, but also slapping him in the face as the organizer.

If he hadn't seen that the Iron Wing Eagle King had died, I'm afraid he would have to give an explanation from the other party.

However, the Iron Winged Eagle King died a hundred times, but the biggest trouble remained, whether it was reasonable or not, he didn't care about the current situation?

What's the matter, look at the perpetrator with a relaxed appearance, a demon king is planted in his hands, is he an opponent who has just been promoted?

If you don't care about it, it won't work, and when the time comes, the reputation that you have accumulated so hard will be ruined.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the other masters around him, hoping to get the squad leader, but it was obvious that there were no fools, these old and mature guys were definitely good at pretending to be stupid one by one.

It seems that no one will stand up for himself, and while scolding in his heart, he comforted himself: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, if it really starts, they will make a move, and the other party may not dare to do it." ”

At this time, Zhang Qing happened to have one in one hand, and neatly threw the soul and body of the Iron Winged Eagle King into the refining furnace.

Because he couldn't see the existence of the system, in his opinion, it was Zhang Qing who put away the body of the Iron Winged Eagle King.

"Ahem!" coughed, pondered for a while, and Zhang Bo finally spoke: "This ...... Well, Zhang Qingchenghuang, I already know what happened, it was the fault of the Iron Wing Eagle King, but you were too ruthless, isn't it a bit too much to hurt people's lives, it is better to release the spirit of the Iron Wing Eagle King and let him take it away and repair. ”

Zhang Qing was about to see how much merit he had to put in, when he heard Zhang Bo's words.

The soul of this big demon has to upgrade the demon slaying sword itself, how can it be handed over?

So as soon as he turned around, he asked Zhang Bo directly: "Why?"

"Uh!" Zhang Bo choked on a simple sentence, yes! Why? Why should you let someone hand over their war weapons, especially when the guy who was used as a trophy shot first.

After thinking about it, Zhang Bo finally reluctantly found a reason: "It's not easy for us small forces to survive, and if we don't have a demon king-level existence, the pressure we face is much greater." ”

However, before he finished his words, he saw Zhang Qing's disdainful eyes.

"You're saying this waste can help us with stress, well, I'll take his pressure. Zhang Qing turned his head directly, shook his head indifferently, and went to study how much merit he needed.

This explanation is very powerful, Zhang Bo said that he was speechless, the key question is can such a thing as pressure be counted like this?

"System, how much merit is required to upgrade. Zhang Qing didn't care about Zhang Bo's thoughts at all, but communicated with the system.

"Ten thousand merits. ”

Hearing the merits of ten thousand, Zhang Qing nodded, this price is not expensive, after all, the second-order flying swords hanging in the system store all start with tens of thousands of merits.

"Then let's start!" Now 10,000 merits are nothing to Zhang Qing, so he easily started the promotion of the Demon Slaying Sword.

Temporarily solving the Demon Slaying Sword, Zhang Qing finally put his attention back.

There are a total of six ghost immortal-level masters, and Zhang Qing's spirit has seen everything clearly.

One of them has a weaker aura than the Eagle Demon that he just dealt with, and the other strong ones are not much stronger.

It stands to reason that he, a ghost immortal who has just been promoted, should be a relatively weak one, but when Zhang Qing compares it, he suddenly finds that he still belongs to the strong one.

But this is a good thing, Zhang Qing also guessed, it must be the credit of the system.

"Zhang Qingchenghuang, let go of the spirit of the Iron Winged Eagle King! You must know that he also has a few friends, if they know that you have captured him, sooner or later they will trouble you. Zhang Bo thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a good reason to persuade him.

Of course, he worked so hard to exonerate the Iron Wing Eagle King, not because the two had a good relationship, but because today he was the master and didn't want to make a scandal about someone's death.

"Oh!" responded lightly, Zhang Qing continued to maintain a cold expression, and then said the words that made Zhang Bo vomit blood: "Why didn't you say it earlier, it's too late now, I just pinched him to death." ”

"You," Zhang Bo was instantly angry, and he didn't care about considering the difference in strength between the two sides, and his voice involuntarily rose an octave: "How dare you do this?"

"Hmm!" A dissatisfied tone came out of his throat, Zhang Qing's eyes instantly sharpened, he looked at Zhang Bo with murderous aura, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Huh!" Like a basin of cold water poured down from his head, Zhang Bo was suddenly awakened by the eyes full of murderous intent, and only then did he think of the Iron Winged Eagle King who had just died.

The living examples were placed there, Zhang Bo's attitude softened all of a sudden, he lowered his eyebrows and said softly to Zhang Qing: "No, I didn't mean that." I'm just worried that someone will come to you for trouble, isn't it a threat when the time comes?"

"Hmph!" Zhang Qing waved his sleeves, snorted coldly unceremoniously, and then said directly: "Whoever wants to avenge him, even if he comes, I will continue." When the great husband is alive, he who cowers will not be in his pocket. ”

Zhang Qing stood with his head held high, his words were loud, containing the power of the divine soul, making everyone feel their chests surging.

As for Zhang Bo, his face turned red, Zhang Qing naturally wouldn't choose Wo Bag, so Wo Sang was undoubtedly talking about him.

Since the facts cannot be changed, and the parties are strong and occupy the truth, Zhang Bo understands that today's face is lost, and at this time, it is just more embarrassing to talk nonsense.

So he adjusted his mentality, and soon didn't do anything, but took the initiative to come to Zhang Qing: "Zhang Qing Chenghuang, it's the first time you come, I'll introduce you to you." (To be continued.) )