Because there was already chaos in Yuyang County when Zhou Heng cast a spell to kill Xuanyang last night, and most of the people fled to the city gate in the east-west direction, there were not many people near Zhou Heng.

Later, Xuanyang lowered his Dharma Body again and approached where Zhou Heng was, and the people nearby were shocked to death by the powerful spiritual impact on the spot.

As a result, almost no one knows how last night's "monster" died.

For most people, though, it doesn't matter how they get saved.

The most important thing is that you are safe and sound.

After a night of thrilling, Yuyang County finally returned to its former calm.

The morning sun rises slowly, and the brilliant red glow spreads and rises in the eastern sky, as if it is a symbol of a new beginning.

After last night's panic, many people in Yuyang County cherished this hard-won purity, and when the day just turned white, they went out of the house, bathed in the morning glow, and took a walk.

And on such a morning, rumors quietly spread.

......

"Brother, have you heard of Zhou Heng?"

"Zhou Heng? The broken bone wound of the ninety-ninth on the list of people? You know, before that monster appeared yesterday, he also killed Chao Xian with a secret treasure. ”

"Yes, it's him, alas, Chao Xian is really a pity, he was born in an ordinary background, he was a late bloomer, but in the end, he couldn't compare to a secret treasure of these martial arts disciples. ”

"It's indeed a pity, it's really enviable to be a disciple of the great martial arts sect in the world. ”

"Cut, what is there to envy, it's just some people who rely on their background, really compared, these disciples of the great martial arts sect may not be much stronger than us. ”

"Hey, even if people don't have real skills, they can use the sharp weapons in their hands to defeat people who are much stronger than themselves, do you understand how to suppress people with weapons? Zhou Heng is like this. ”

"I also want to say this, it's really annoying, Chen Song and Chen Feihong are both disciples from ordinary sects, and they have worked hard to practice martial arts, but they can't match Zhou Heng's sharp weapon!"

"If you want me to say, if that Zhou Heng didn't have a sharp weapon and a secret treasure, it would definitely be impossible for him to be Chen Song's opponent. ”

"I think so too. ”

......

"Hey, have you heard? Chen Song got the opportunity and stepped on the seven-grade realm, and wanted to challenge Zhou Hengyi's shame. ”

"Ah, what's the situation, challenging Zhou Heng? Isn't Zhou Heng only nine pins?"

"Hehe, you don't know, Zhou Heng is a disciple of the Pure Yang Palace, and he brings his own sharp weapon when he goes out, even if he only has the ninth grade, he can use the weapon to suppress people, so that the peak of the eighth grade can retreat. ”

"Oh oh oh, I remembered, 'Shocking Thunder Sword' Chen Feihong was once defeated by Zhou Heng with a sharp weapon, and he was also crushed with a weapon. ”

"Then this sharp weapon is too powerful! Could it be that Zhou Heng's record all the time this time has been based on this sharp weapon?

"Quite possibly!"

", can you still do this? The disciples of the top great sects are amazing, even if they occupy the top of the list, they even have to fight for some of the rankings at the end with weapons. ”

"It's just that, it's really too much, if this continues, where will we ordinary people still have a way to live?"

The rumors became more and more excessive, which made many ordinary martial artists angry.

In this era, the communication of ordinary people is not well developed, and many sources are hearsay, and the understanding is not clear.

However, there will still be some people who understand after all.

"But I heard that Zhou Heng was originally just an apprentice of an ordinary martial arts hall, and he worked hard to cultivate for two years before he attracted the attention of the Pure Yang Palace, in fact, he is also an ordinary person like us. ”

It's a pity that when the rhythm is brought up, even a rational and objective speech will be branded as a traitor.

"It's all a lie, how can ordinary people be favored by the Pure Yang Palace, they must have gone through the back door! Either it has a relationship, or it cost a lot of money! Why did it take two years of hard work to be discovered, and it deceived fools, do you really think someone believes it?"

"That's right, I heard that when the world's martial arts sect chooses disciples, in fact, there are all internal quotas, and ordinary people can't be selected at all, otherwise why haven't you and I ever been taken seriously!"

"But, I heard ......"

"Don't hear about it, we ordinary people have to put ourselves in the right position, what do you say for these big sect disciples?"

"That's right, listen to me, you have to see your identity. ”

......

In the inn.

Shen Jingjing went to buy breakfast and came back, and saw Zhou Heng standing in front of the window, his eyes slightly closed, bathing in the morning glow, and meditating on his energy.

After the completion of the Quanzhen Internal Strength Mental Method, the posture requirements for cultivation are even lower, basically walking, sitting and lying can be cultivated, and both can operate internal qi and increase cultivation.

"Did Gongzi Zhou hear those rumors outside?" Shen Jingjing put breakfast on the table and chuckled: "Now the crowd is angry, thinking that you, a disciple of the great martial arts sect in the world, are bullying people. ”

"......" Zhou Heng slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at Shen Jingjing, and said with a smile: "How can I bully people? I'm a little nine-rank martial artist, weak, pitiful and helpless, and I'm not allowed to use sharp weapons to protect myself?"

"Weak, pitiful and helpless??" Shen Jingjing looked at Zhou Heng with a stunned expression when she heard this, was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but smile: "Zhou Gongzi, don't you have a bad conscience when you say this?"

A nine-rank who kills eight products like killing chickens actually says that he is weak, pitiful and helpless.

What kind of delusion is this?

"The conscience of the rumor-monger doesn't hurt, why am I hurt?" Zhou Heng came to the table and took a bite of the bean curd that Shen Jingjing bought, "But this rumor has spread so much, if the people from the Three Poison Sect or the Plague Emperor Sect are here, they should already know my identity." ”

"Are you trying to lure the snake out of the hole?" Shen Jingjing's eyes lit up, but then she was worried: "Isn't it too dangerous?" The martial arts of the Three Poison Sect and the Plague Emperor Sect are very weird, and if you are not careful, you will be hit, which is very difficult to deal with. ”

When the two discussed the news about the Three Poison Gate before, they had already been open and honest, and Zhou Heng made it clear that he was the one who killed the Plague Emperor Sect to investigate the whereabouts of the Three Poison Gate.

Therefore, Shen Jingjing could roughly guess Zhou Heng's next plan.

"It's a good opportunity. Zhou Heng said with a smile: "If it goes well, you can directly lure them out, if you miss this time, I don't know when it will be." ”

"Then when Chen Song comes to challenge you, I will be secretly on guard, lest I really be taken advantage of by the people of the Three Poison Sect and the Plague Emperor Sect?" Shen Jingjing said.

She and Zhou Heng have the same goal, both are to deal with the Three Poison Sect and the Plague Emperor Sect, so they are naturally willing to cooperate.

"You don't have to wait for Chen Song to come to me. Zhou Heng drank the bean curd, lifted the burden, and picked up the waist knife, "Since he wants to be ashamed so much, then I will give him this chance." ”

"You want to take the initiative to find him?" Shen Jingjing said in surprise, this is too arbitrary, don't you look at the situation before making plans?

"He wants to coerce public opinion and public opinion, and he wants everyone to think that I am a waste without a sharp weapon, which is not to let me use a sharp weapon to fight him. Zhou Heng had already walked to the door and said with a smile: "Then I will do what he wants, and cut him with a knife." ”

After that, Zhou Heng went out of the room, leaving only Shen Jingjing stunned in the room.

She was a little distracted, and after a while, she murmured, "Is this what Mr. Storyteller said about 'happy revenge'?"

Then she followed secretly.

Beware of the people of the Three Poison Sect and the Plague Emperor Sect.

......

After Zhou Heng stepped out of the inn, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

In the case of someone with a heart to lead the rhythm, many people came around, and even some of them were bold enough to come over directly and ask Zhou Heng with a smile.

This kind of thing, with the first one, will soon have a second, a third, or even more people coming together.

So the crowd asked.

"Did you really rely on sharp weapons to get to where you are now?"

"If you don't have a sharp weapon, what level do you think your strength is, can you beat the eighth grade?"

"Chen Song said that he was going to challenge you, do you dare not use sharp weapons?"

"If you don't use sharp weapons, how many moves do you think you can survive under Chen Song, who is already a seventh grade?"

Zhou Heng stopped, his eyes swept over the faces of these people, smiled, didn't speak, and walked forward directly.

Someone with good deeds came over to stop him, and opened his arms to stop Zhou Heng.

But the moment he came into contact with Zhou Heng's clothes, this person felt as if he was reaching out to block a sharp knife, and there was a sharp pain on the spot, so frightened that he quickly withdrew his arm.

However, even then, this arm of his was almost severed, and blood flowed profusely.

The rest of the people who wanted to stop Zhou Heng almost ended up like this, his body seemed to be covered with blades, and anyone who tried to stop him was like being cut by a knife.

This situation directly frightened the people who came to see the excitement stupidly, especially some people who received money and spread rumors, and they were even more frightened and sat on the ground, looking at Zhou Heng in disbelief.

Oh, my God!

What's going on, is this an invisible sword qi?

Could it be that Zhou Heng is already eight grades?

The miracle that Zhou Heng showed just now, in the eyes of these ordinary martial artists, was like an invisible sword qi.

And this means, generally speaking, is at least to reach the eighth grade, so that the internal qi can penetrate out of the body, it is possible.

At this moment, many people regretted that their intestines were blue, and they cursed in their hearts.

Who is spreading rumors, saying that Zhou Heng is a waste if he has no sharp weapons?

Whose waste can release invisible knife qi and hurt people silently?

It's too bad!

At this time, Shen Jingjing, who was hidden in the dark, also saw this scene, and said thoughtfully:

No wonder he doesn't care about these rumors, because in the face of really strong strength, any rumors are meaningless and will be self-defeating. But how could he be so powerful?"

She looked at Zhou Heng's distant back, and was a little distracted.

......

Zhou Heng's way of dealing with those who do good things is very simple.

He put the added stat of +1 Sharpness on his clothes.

Anyone who tries to stop him, as long as they touch his clothes, is equivalent to taking a sharp blade attack.

Even if it's just ordinary clothes, with +1 sharpness attached, its sharpness is comparable to that of some decent blades.

Ordinary martial artists simply can't bear it.

Moreover, this method can be achieved with invisible sword qi or sword qi, even if he only has a ninth rank level, but if he masters some special martial arts, he can also achieve similar effects.

This can lead to some reasonable misunderstandings.

Zhou Heng came all the way to the inn where Chen Song and Chen Feihong lived, and followed by a large number of people, all of whom came to see Zhou Heng and Chen Song fighting.

Of course, no one dared to stop him this time.

At this time, Chen Song in the inn was still fantasizing about how angry Zhou Heng would be after hearing those rumors and learning about the surging public opinion.

This made him happier the more he thought about it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

In his opinion, Zhou Heng only has two choices next.

Either he wants to face, use a knife or a sword, then he has full confidence to win against Zhou Heng.

Either shamelessly still use sharp weapons, then even if Zhou Heng wins, his reputation will definitely be gone, and he will be just as happy.

"Whatever the case, I'm going to be the winner. Chen Song laughed softly, very satisfied with the yang plot he had planned before.

"Zhou Heng came over. At this time, Chen Feihong suddenly walked over, her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Zhou Heng didn't wait for you to challenge, he came over directly with a knife." ”

"Haha, he was still affected by those remarks, only with a knife, he will definitely die!" Chen Song smiled, and then went out with his sword, "It's just right for him to come over by himself, sister, you wait, watch me kill him!"

......

Chen Song and Chen Feihong were in another room of the inn.

The two men also sat in front of the window, looking at Zhou Heng on the street at the entrance of the inn.

Their faces were pitted, covered with dense scars, painted with colorful paint, and had holes in their lips, noses, and ears, which looked very strange.

The clothes of the two were ordinary, they were just coarse linen clothes, but they were very fancy and colorful in their belts, and they also wore small cloth bags.

From time to time, these small sacks stirred and seemed to contain living creatures, and every now and then a tail or spike poked out of the mouth of the bag.

It's quite scary.

"Zhou Heng, this is the outer disciple of the Pure Yang Palace, if we kill him, we should be able to get the master's reward, and maybe we can also get the attention of the upper sect. ”

"Let's find an opportunity and poison him!"

"Hehe, I have a feeling that the master of the Shangzong should also be nearby, maybe before we release the poison, this kid will die of illness himself, hehe." ”

"The methods of the upper sect are unfathomable, and it is indeed possible. ”

......

In a medical hall not far from the inn.

Lang Zhong, who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, with a kind and kind face, was treating people, suddenly raised his head, glanced at Zhou Heng's side, and showed a meaningful smile on his face.

"Doctor, what are you looking at?" the patient curious.

"I'm looking at the next patient. The doctor smiled and clicked on one of the patient's acupoints.

Three days later, the patient would die as his condition deteriorated.

......

At this time, dozens or hundreds of people had gathered on the street in front of the inn.

It's all about the fun.

However, Zhou Heng's surroundings were relatively empty, and no one dared to touch his moldy head.

Chen Song walked out of the inn with his sword, glanced at Zhou Heng, raised his chin slightly, and sneered: "Zhou Heng, are you here to challenge me?"

"Wrong. Zhou Heng shook his head, and at the same time drew his knife, flying under his feet, as if treading water Lingbo, and instantly came to Chen Song's face, "I'll kill you!!"

The voice has not yet fallen-

Rumble!

Just listen to a thunderclap, as if spring thunder exploded!

made everyone present can't help but feel excited.

At the same time, a purple thunder light shone on the mid-waist knife in Zhou Heng's palm.

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, it slashed towards Chen Song!

Purple Thunder Seven Strikes First Strike!

Spring thunderstorm!