Chapter 83 Bloodstained Street
Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys?
Yang Jiaolong stood up immediately after hearing this. Although he had guessed this before, he still felt furious when he heard Zhou Heng say it to his face.
He was an expert who had been in the eighth rank for more than 20 years. He was famous in the area of dozens of miles. The Black Dragon Village he built was even more frightening to many young heroes who had just entered the martial arts world.
Now he was treated as a "chicken" by a boy who looked only 17 or 18 years old.
He was going to kill them to scare the "monkeys" in Yuyang County? ?
As for the strong men with weapons in two rows, they were even more shocked. They all stared at Zhou Heng with eyes wide open, like copper bells, in disbelief.
It was like looking at a fool.
Crazy!
Where did this lunatic come from? He actually said that he would kill the chicken to scare the monkeys in the Black Dragon Village as soon as he came? ?
It was ridiculous.
Did he think he was a seventh-rank expert who was on the human list? ?
Only the scholar behind Yang Jiaolong who looked a little frail had a serious expression. He frowned and pondered for a while, then lowered his head and whispered a few words to Yang Jiaolong.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jiaolong's expression also became solemn. He looked Zhou Heng up and down and said in a deep voice: "So it's the famous 'Broken Bones' hero who has just made it to the Human List. I didn't recognize the real immortal."
"..." Zhou Heng's mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to remind him not to use the nickname of Broken Bones, but this scene was a bit inappropriate. "It seems that being on the Human List is not a good thing. Even what martial arts you are good at is known to others."
"I heard that you have a pair of silver silk gloves with infinite power that can break gold and jade. Why don't you take them out?" Yang Jiaolong raised two heavy axes, shook them in his hands, looked at Zhou Heng, and smiled: "I just don't know if your little arms and legs can bear it."
"To deal with you, a knife is enough." Zhou Heng held the knife in his hand, set up a posture, and said lightly: "Come on."
If it was before, Zhou Heng would definitely not dare to be so arrogant and use his not-so-good knife skills to fight against a powerful eighth-grade like Yang Jiaolong.
However, after drawing the complete Dugu Nine Swords, he understood a lot about the "principles" of various weapons, including the "axe".
This belongs to the category of "breaking whip style".
The breaking whip style is about breaking various short weapons such as steel whips, acupuncture spikes, crutches, Emei spikes, daggers, axes, iron plates, octagonal hammers, and iron spikes.
Moreover, since the complete Dugu Nine Swords contains the principles of various weapons and fists, feet, fingers and palms, his understanding of swordsmanship and palms has also deepened.
Now he can use this waist knife to perform part of the six-way broken plum hand.
The palm is an invisible knife.
The knife is a visible palm.
The two are interoperable.
However, in the eyes of others, the gap between Zhou Heng and Yang Jiaolong is very huge.
Yang Jiaolong's body is huge.
If the measurement unit on Earth is used, his height should be more than two meters and three meters. The whole person standing there is like a big black bear, naturally with an extremely powerful momentum, which is daunting.
Zhou Heng was just a normal teenager with a well-proportioned body. Compared with a "giant" like Yang Jiaolong, he was just like a bean sprout swaying in the wind.
The gap was too obvious!
Therefore, the dozen or so strong men with weapons in the hall looked at Zhou Heng with disdain, thinking that Zhou Heng would definitely not be able to withstand even three moves in front of their village leader.
The size difference was too big.
In the stage of the lower three grades, before the seventh grade was reborn, the impact of size on strength was very huge, and it could even reach the level of crossing grades.
Being born strong and tall is an undoubted advantage in martial arts.
Of course, in the stage of the middle three grades, which can control the power of nature, it is another level, and size is no longer important.
Yang Jiaolong was furious when he saw Zhou Heng's confidence. He was jealous of the young genius, and seeing this situation, he was even more furious and roared, "Die!"
Buzz!
A strong wind suddenly rose, and the terrifying pressure came overwhelmingly.
Yang Jiaolong wielded two axes, and he really looked like a dragon rushing towards him, baring his teeth and claws, and pounced on Zhou Heng, wanting to tear him into pieces!
As his internal energy surged, his strength burst out, and the tables and chairs shattered one by one. The floor of the hall also cracked as he moved, and the strong men with weapons on both sides could not bear it and retreated.
Too strong!
This is the internal energy accumulated for decades at the eighth level, coupled with his tall and strong body, which can be called the power of natural supernatural power, making Yang Jiaolong completely surpass ordinary eighth-level warriors in terms of strength and attack.
In the eyes of everyone, Zhou Heng at this time seemed to be a small boat swaying in the stormy waves, which could be overturned by the waves at any time, and the boat capsized and people died, ending miserably.
Even if this "broken bone injury" Zhou Heng was a master on the human list, what was the point? After all, he was only at the ninth level, and he was arrogant and did not use his best martial arts and weapons.
It was simply courting death!
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out, and Yang Jiaolong's two door-like axes fell towards Zhou Heng, but there was no blood and flesh splattering as everyone expected.
The two axes stopped in mid-air, unable to continue to chop down.
The Black Dragon Village strong men present could not help but be stunned, but after seeing the specific situation clearly, they could not help but gasp.
Damn!
Is this true!
? !
This, this is too exaggerated!
Zhou Heng actually used only a waist knife to block the two extremely heavy axes head-on!
And, it was one-handed!!
What kind of power is this?
How could a ninth-grade martial artist have such terrible power? ! ?
Everyone present shuddered. The terrifying power Zhou Heng showed now made them suspect that if they fell into Zhou Heng's hands, they might be torn apart directly.
Yes, it was literally torn apart!
Yang Jiaolong himself felt even more deeply. Just now, when he saw Zhou Heng trying to block and parry with just one hand holding the knife, he thought that this kid was mentally abnormal and was looking for death.
But when the two clashed, he felt an unparalleled recoil force coming back, which made his tiger mouth hurt, and the two axes in his hands almost slipped out of his hands.
What kind of inhuman power is this! ?
Innate divine power! ?
Moreover, he discovered something even more terrifying.
That is, the two axes in his hands seemed to have been cut by the waist knife in Zhou Heng's hand in the previous confrontation!
Damn it!
Although these two giant axes are not top-notch weapons, they are genuine hundred-refined weapons and made of good materials. With such weight and thickness, how could a thin waist knife cut a gap?
It's incredible!
Incredible!
"Yang Village Master, you are distracted."
Zhou Heng's playful voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, the blade in his hand deflected, and slid along the two giant axe blades of Yang Jiaolong towards his body, stirring up a series of sparks.
Huge strength!
Agility!
Physical fitness!
The bonus brought by the basic attributes allows Zhou Heng to have a physical fitness far exceeding any ninth-grade warrior.
Such physical fitness is much stronger than the natural advantage of body size!
Coupled with the additional attribute of "sharpness", the waist knife in his hand, which is at the level of a hundred-refined weapon, has a "sharp" special effect that is more powerful than ordinary weapons!
This caused Yang Jiaolong to make a major mistake in judging Zhou Heng's strength.
Moreover, Zhou Heng also had the Whip-Breaking Style in his hand.
Yang Jiaolong's double-axe attack was full of flaws in his eyes.
So, Yang Jiaolong was distracted for a moment.
He was doomed!
…
The restaurant outside the inn.
There were many tables on the third floor.
There were four people at a table near the railing, two men and two women, none of them were very old, and all looked to be in their twenties.
They had been paying attention to the situation there since Zhou Heng walked into the inn not far away.
"Hey, how long can that handsome guy last in Yang Jiaolong's hands?"
"One move at most. Yang Jiaolong is famous for his strength and his body movement speed is also very fast. If you fight with him, you can either crush him or be crushed. There are rarely any entanglements."
"That little guy looks a bit like Zhou Heng, the 17-year-old who has recently become famous. I have seen his portrait. The real person is much better looking than the portrait."
"Tsk, what's the use of being good-looking? Even if he is really 'Broken Bone', he is only the same ninth rank as us. When facing a master, he will be killed. Junior sister, this world is vast, and strength is still the most important. You can't just look at the face."
The four people talked about it, and the rest of the tables were similar.
After all, the power of Black Dragon Village in Yuyang County is not small, and Yang Jiaolong himself is also strong. Few people dare to offend him.
Now someone suddenly popped up, which immediately aroused the interest of many people.
However, it is generally believed that Zhou Heng would not be Yang Jiaolong's opponent.
During this period, Yang Jiaolong personally took action several times, which made all the warriors in Yuyang County remember it vividly.
Violent!
Fierce!
It was like an angry dragon coming out of the water, sweeping away everything!
Most of the eighth-grade warriors were not his opponents, let alone a ninth-grade warrior?
No matter how clever the moves, how rich the experience, and how strong the strength of a ninth-grade warrior were, there were still limits.
"What are you talking about? With Zhou Heng's strength, it's easy to kill an eighth-grade warrior instantly." At this time, a female voice came, with a very dissatisfied tone, "That Yang Jiaolong, it's absolutely impossible for him to be Zhou Heng's opponent."
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and was about to refute, but after seeing the appearance of this person, they swallowed the words on their lips.
This is a girl who looks eighteen or nineteen years old, with a petite figure and outstanding appearance, wearing a green dress, and two small daggers in her hands, flashing cold light.
"Cold Moon Sword" Shen Jingjing!
At this time, one of the strongest eighth-grade warriors in Yuyang County.
She has a record of killing a martial arts master of the same rank in three moves!
She looks delicate and cute.
But her strength is very terrifying!
No one dared to argue with her.
However, although no one argued with Shen Jingjing, most people still felt that Zhou Heng was unlikely to be Yang Jiaolong's opponent.
Crack!
Suddenly, the sound of a window being smashed came from the inn not far away, and then a bloody head flew out from it and fell on the street outside.
Blood flowed and splashed, staining the ground red.
The people who were originally watching the excitement on the street and waiting for Zhou Heng to be thrown out all shouted in fear.
They fled in all directions.
Those people in the restaurant who disdained Shen Jingjing's statement were all stunned, looking at the bloody black-faced head, stunned, shocked to the extreme, opened their mouths wide, and were completely speechless.
For a moment, the whole restaurant became so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
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