"Bang!"

In Zhang Heng's single courtyard, after coming back, Zhang Heng held back a breath of air in his heart. As Zhang Heng's slap fell, he suddenly slapped the wooden table in front of him to pieces.

"You old dogs, you're really deceiving!"

Zhang Heng said viciously. But soon, Zhang Heng came out of his anger. Now is not the time to be angry, without any cultivation resources, it is simply impossible for him to make progress in martial arts cultivation. In addition to the duel with Zhang Xing that he promised two months later, he also knew that it was urgent to improve his cultivation at this time.

"Hmph, since you don't give me cultivation resources, then I'll hunt demon beasts myself in exchange for cultivation resources, I don't believe it, without the Zhang family, I, Zhang Heng, will starve to death!"

After making up his mind, Zhang Heng immediately thought of a mountain range located in the south of Qingyun City, the Qingyun Mountain Range. This can be said to be the home of demon beasts, and it is also a very suitable place for training. Now that his cultivation is already a fivefold cultivation realm, with the addition of Xuan-level martial arts fiery fists, as long as he does not go deep into the interior of the Qingyun Mountain Range and only wanders around the edge, the problem is still not big.

After making up his mind, Zhang Heng did not rush to the Qingyun Mountain Range, but came to the Zhang family's Armory Pavilion, and what happened next made Zhang Heng, a person with a rational heart, almost angry.

"Zhang Heng, I really can't let you enter this Weapon Pavilion, although I am an elder, I really don't dare to disobey Zhang Xing's will, besides, he is also the grandson of the Great Elder. ”

The Armory Pavilion Elder said with a wry smile.

"Zhang Heng. Don't blame me either. Before you came, the Great Elder and the Second Elder told me that I must not be allowed to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion to select martial arts. ”

The Martial Arts Pavilion Elder also said the same thing.

Hearing these words, Zhang Heng suddenly sneered in his heart.

"Hmph, do you think you'll be able to defeat me like this? ”

"What can you do without weapons? What can you do without martial arts! I, Zhang Heng, still have a pair of fists!" Zhang Heng knew that the reason why Zhang Xing's father and son did this was to strangle themselves in infancy. so that he and Zhang Xing lost the battle two months later.

Zhang Heng sneered, glanced at the Armory Pavilion in front of him, and immediately turned around and left.

。。。。。。

"Yo, isn't this our former genius Zhang Heng, what's the matter?

"No, a waste of a first-class martial soul, I'm afraid I haven't even been able to enter the door of the Armory Pavilion. ”

Just as Zhang Heng had just left the Armory Pavilion, a voice full of playfulness slowly came from afar, Zhang Heng looked up and saw that a young man with a graceful demeanor and a long sword pinned to his waist blocked his way.

Seeing the visitor, Zhang Heng snorted coldly. The person who came was a disciple of the Zhang family, named Zhang Song, the person who awakened the martial soul with him that day, the fourth-grade martial soul of the human rank, and he was also a genius-level figure in the Zhang family.

"Good dogs don't get in the way!

Zhang Heng said coldly.

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, Zhang Song's face, which was originally full of playful expression, instantly became gloomy, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "Do you really think that you are the genius who once made all of us look up to?

Zhang Heng glanced at Zhang Song lightly, directly ignored his anger, and walked around his body towards the eyes. Feeling Zhang Heng's naked disregard for himself, Zhang Song's face became more and more gloomy.

"Damn, it's just a waste! Dare to look at no one like this, I don't want to teach you a good lesson today!"

"Look at the move!"

After Zhang Song finished speaking, he pulled out the long sword on his waist like lightning, and immediately stabbed towards Zhang Heng. Although Zhang Song had awakened the four-rank martial spirit, his own cultivation was only to practice the two heavens of the physical realm. This kind of attack on Zhang Heng, who has no heavenly training realm, is undoubtedly not hitting a stone with an egg.

Feeling the fierce sword momentum behind him, Zhang Heng grinned, and thought to himself: Master, I just lack a weapon, but I didn't expect someone to send it to the door like this, and it seems that I have to laugh!

I saw Zhang Heng turn around suddenly, and a faint spiritual power on his right fist kept rolling, smashing Zhang Song's wrist holding the long sword.

Zhang Song was in pain, the long sword in his hand instantly came out of his hand, Zhang Heng's eyes were quick, his left hand grabbed forward, and the long sword was in his hand.

"Hey, it's still a low-grade spiritual weapon, it's really good. Thanks. Feeling the faint spiritual power fluctuations coming from the long sword, Zhang Heng said overjoyed.

Seeing that his spiritual weapon was snatched, Zhang Song's face became extremely hideous, and he immediately said viciously: "Zhang Heng!

"Are you threatening me?" Zhang Heng really couldn't understand where Zhang Song got the courage to threaten himself now, his face immediately became cold, and he slowly stepped forward with the spirit sword in his hand.

Seeing Zhang Heng with a cold face, Zhang Song couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his expression slowly began to become panicked, he was afraid that Zhang Heng would lose his mind and do something excessive to himself.

"You... Don't come here, I was wrong just now, I apologize to you. Don't kill me!" Zhang Song said in horror as he moved.

Looking at Zhang Song's timid appearance, Zhang Heng couldn't help but despise him. Stopping his figure, Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Heng, who was sitting on the ground, trembling constantly, and grinned.

"Don't worry, we are also members of the same clan, and if you give me a weapon like this, I will not kill you. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Song finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but before he could come back to his senses, Zhang Song's whole body flew upside down like a cannonball and smashed on the ground.

"Just because I don't kill you doesn't mean I'll let you go. Those who insult others will always be humiliated, this palm is a lesson for you today!"

After suffering this palm, Zhang Song spurted out a mouthful of blood, and finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out. Zhang Heng, on the other hand, turned around indifferently and walked forward.

And as soon as Zhang Henggang left, a black figure slowly walked from a distance and stood straight in front of Zhang Song.

The visitor glanced at the direction in which Zhang Heng disappeared, and then looked at Zhang Song, who had passed out, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and then slapped Zhang Song's forehead with a palm.

At this time, Zhang Heng had already left Zhang's house and embarked on the road to the Qingyun Mountains.