Chapter 3131 Remember, my name is Zhao Heng

Zhao Heng!

Although Zhao Heng was still wearing long and unruly hair, after taking off his sunglasses and presumptuous words, Bei Ruyan, who hated him to the bone, still recognized him, Hua Yanxuan also raised his cheeks that were no longer pale, shook his head and laughed loudly: "Wine should come, you shouldn't come, this is a dead end!" ”

Hua Yanxuan and Bei Ruyan, like smoke, had complicated feelings about Zhao Heng's appearance, although they really wanted someone to help them at this time, but they also knew in their hearts that this was a battle of life and death, and the most important thing was that the people of Dongying were extremely hostile to Zhao Heng, and they would definitely not let the latter leave alive.

Thousands of people in the audience also looked at Zhao Heng with hooked eyes, extremely surprised where did this kid come from, so he didn't know whether he was alive or dead and didn't understand the situation, you know, after the princelings were suppressed by the military and police, Shanchuan Yoshiqing was doomed to a dead end, and he also ran over to call him a brother?

A lot of people think he has water in his head!

It was precisely because of this abnormality that the white-haired old woman who was about to attack stopped the offensive, squinted her eyes and scanned the other party, and Abe Ichiro and Dasler in the distance also frowned, they felt that they were very familiar with their own kid, but the outline was blocked by the long hair for a while and could not be identified.

"What is the joy of life, and what is the sorrow of death?"

Zhao Heng threw his sunglasses forward, and tore off his long hair and threw it on the ground, revealing his decisive face: "Today is the wedding between you and Bei Ruyan, Ruyi is unwell and can't come, and I, the future husband, naturally have the obligation to send the daughter of the Bei family for twenty-three years." ”

He stretched out his hand and patted the wine jar in his hand, the yellow mud in the sealed mouth instantly shattered and dispersed, opened the sealed opening, and smelled a rich aroma of wine before he drank it, Zhao Heng smiled at Hua Yanxuan and Bei Ruyan: "Two newcomers, today is a good day for you, let me toast you!" ”

"Good!"

Hua Yanxuan gritted his teeth and stood up erect, poking on the rostrum like a benchmark, in the condensed gaze of Abe Ichiro, he waved his hand and asked Bei Ruyan to take three bowls: "No matter what the result is today, I can marry Ruyan, and drink wine for twenty years, and die without regrets!" ”

Bei Ruyan looked at Zhao Heng and smiled: "Thank you!" These two words are not a little false and wrong, just like the sincerity of Lujiazhuang at the beginning, although Zhao Heng gave Bei Ruyan continuous heavy blows, and almost ended the latter's life, but at this moment, Bei Ruyan is sincerely grateful to Zhao Heng.

She didn't know if Zhao Heng came prepared or if he was enthusiastic about fighting, but in this situation, being able to stand up and advance and retreat with the two of them was already commendable, compared to Hua Yanxuan, whose identity was unknown, Dongying people were more interested in Zhao Heng's life, so she bowed slightly.

"Mrs. Hua, it's too much!"

Zhao Heng stretched out his hand to hold Bei Ruyan's arm, his eyes also flashed with complicated feelings, it stands to reason that he should hate Bei Ruyan and even kill him with a knife, but seeing her today's appearance, Zhao Heng's killing machine has dispersed a lot, such an infatuated woman is somewhat admirable.

Hua Yanxuan waved his hand: "Pour wine!" ”

Daughter red poured out, and immediately poured three porcelain bowls, clear and intoxicating, Zhao Heng picked up the porcelain bowl and touched the two of them heavily, shouting to wish the two of them a hundred years together, after giving birth to a noble son early, he drank his daughter red with a grunt, Hua Yanxuan and Bei Ruyan also drank this bowl of wine.

Unspeakable grandeur, unspeakable intensity!

The aroma of wine drifted outward with the cold wind, overwhelming the bloody breath, and also overwhelming the cold air, wafting into the noses of many people. ”

Thousands of people in the audience looked straight at the three of them, no matter whether they ended up alive or dead, the courage and calmness they showed at this moment were enough to impress everyone present, laughing and talking about life and death, how shocking? Chenlong in the distance also swept a touch of heartfelt approval.

His mission when he came to Dongying was that when Ichiro Abe couldn't control the overall situation, he would unscrupulously ask for the life of Yamakawa Yoshikiyo, so as to stifle the potential crisis brought to the Zhou family, but at this moment, seeing that the three of them were not afraid of death, the long-dormant bloodiness began to beat uncontrollably.

"Who are you?"

When Abe Ichiro and Dashler's faces changed drastically and they recognized who the troublemaker was, the white-haired old woman was throwing away the cracked gloves, and then pointed at Zhao Heng with her thin finger: "Do you know where this is?" Did you come here to make trouble, did you look for death? Know what you're doing? ”

She erected her no longer young body again, and stared at the three people in her field of vision with cold eyes: "Whether you are a mountain or not, you killed so many Dongying brothers today, you are no longer qualified to sit in this position, and your mistakes today will be borne by your woman." ”

"The future of the north is like smoke, and it will be better to live than to die!"

She also shouted to Zhao Heng: "Boy, kneel!" At this time, Abe and Dassler had already recognized the kid on the stage as Zhao Heng, but they couldn't believe that Zhao Heng would appear on this occasion, and they couldn't figure out why Zhao Heng killed himself for a while, so they all forgot to react.

"Want to know who Ben Shao is?"

Zhao Heng threw the porcelain bowl and shot at the white-haired old woman, and a sharp war knife flashed in his hand: "Old witch, take me three moves, if you can take me three moves and not be defeated, Ben Shao will personally tell you the name, Hua Shao, give words, Ben Shao use the blood of this old witch to dye a war knife!" ”

was scolded by Zhao Heng as a witch in public, and the white-haired old woman shouted angrily: "Boy, look for death!" Immediately, she lifted a katana, and her feet staggered onto the rostrum, and before Ichiro Abe could stop drinking, she pointed at her long knife and shouted to more than ten members of the shrine: "Split him!" ”

More than ten members of the shrine instantly surrounded and killed Zhao Heng, and the katana dragged out a piercing sound on the ground, Hua Yanxuan did not stop when he saw this, holding his daughter Hong, who had fallen again, and sang loudly: "The old man talks about the madness of youth, the left leads the yellow, the right Qingcang, the brocade hat mink Qiu, and the thousand horses roll Pinggang." ”

"In order to repay the city, follow the Taishou, shoot the tiger in person, and watch Sun Lang."

Zhao Hengda smiled and rushed forward with a knife, the floor roared, at this time, the four fastest running shrine members had already approached, eight flying knives with cold light, four long knives as clear as water, at the same time towards Zhao Heng, who was like a rainbow, and the rest of the companions were also pressed from all directions.

Such a distance, so ferocity, that it is difficult to resist.

"Dang!"

A sword light flashed, all the flying knives and katana all disappeared without a trace, the chests of the four shrine members burst in an uproar, the armor fell to the ground, blood shot out, and they fell down like four trees, Zhao Heng stood in front of them, the long knife in his hand was stained with blood, shocking.

The four enemies didn't see him shoot clearly at all, but the vitality was slowly disappearing, they used their last strength to cover the wound on their chests, pressing the blood that could not be blocked, and looked at the cruel Zhao Heng in a daze, with a trace of unwillingness and anger in their eyes, obviously they didn't expect to lose in one move.

"The wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter?"

Hua Yanxuan's words are still clear: "In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent?" ”

When their faces changed slightly in Gaoshan Jianshi, Zhao Heng slashed the two sneak attackers again, and then collided with the Dongying woman who was slashed by a knife, and when he held the latter's katana, Zhao Heng kicked her in the abdomen, causing the latter to knock over his companion and fly.

Zhao Heng, who succeeded again and again, did not pause at all, his body passed quickly between the two, and the two of them fell to the ground after rushing a few steps forward, with a two-inch-long wound on their chests, and then, Zhao Heng slashed at the four opponents, dang! The four of them quickly blocked the knife.

"Whoosh!"

The four members of the shrine roared angrily, and swept up the katana with all their might, and threw Zhao Heng out of the air with the knife, Zhao Heng did not have the slightest panic and fear, on the contrary, he had a triumphant smile on his face, and when his body catapulted into the air, the war knife stabbed at the wall.

The body flew out diagonally.

Zhao Heng took advantage of this momentum to fall to the edge, all the movements seemed to be done in one go, in the midst of everyone's astonishment, Zhao Heng was already standing in front of the white-haired old woman, the war knife cut out the light that pierced the eyeballs, and the tip of the knife fell to her chest like a meteor, with an invincible momentum.

The white-haired old woman obviously didn't expect the elite of the shrine to be vulnerable, and she didn't expect Zhao Heng to come so quickly, so she could only raise her knife to fight in a hurry, but in the face of Zhao Heng's lightning flash, all her efforts seemed futile, and when the white-haired woman stabbed Zhao Heng's ribs, her throat was hot.

The cold light flashed, and the blood was splattered!

In the sword shadow full of bright eyes, Zhao Heng drew a brilliant arc, took a step forward and almost stuck to the white-haired old woman, in addition to the blooming sword brilliance, there was also a thick blood that burst out with the shadow of the knife, victory or defeat, life and death, the line has been decided.

The katana in the white-haired old woman's hand had cut through Zhao Heng's clothes and had already clinged to his muscles, but she no longer had the strength to cut it, because her chest had been pierced by Zhao Heng, and the blood was surging out and couldn't be blocked, and a sharp knife tip protruded from her back.

"Ahh

When Zhao Heng pulled out the battle knife, the white-haired old woman let out a miserable scream, there was disbelief and unwillingness in her eyes, she stared at Zhao Heng who sneered, she didn't expect Zhao Heng to really kill her, and kill her so arrogantly, Yin Hong's blood slowly flowed on the floor.

"Remember, my name is Zhao Heng."

Zhao Heng took a step forward with a meteor, and a knife was waved mercilessly, the white-haired old woman's head instantly rose into the air, and when the blood rain sprayed against the sky, Zhao Heng's aftermath slowly fell, and then he raised another long knife and shouted: "Remember, my name is Zhao Heng!" ”

There was a dead silence in the audience!

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