Chapter 35

Boss Cui shook his head and nodded again. His thoughts are at the extreme. He really feels that what just happened is unreasonable.

Originally, two of Zhang Heng's three conditions have tacitly agreed to two. This last one is not taboo for them.

Boss Cui just wants to bargain and get some benefits from each other.

He never expected that Lin Xiaomei would oppose it so fiercely.

He did not expect that the next moment, Lin Xiaomei actually lost her life because of this.

And he also saw that at the moment when Lin Xiaomei exclaimed that Zhang Heng wanted to kill her, Zhang Heng was retreating in an emergency, but Lin Xiaomei was moving forward with all her strength.

This abnormal picture, boss Cui always doesn't know why.

Finally, facing Zhang Heng, he smiled bitterly and said, "what if I believe you or not? Sister Lin is dead after all."

"Even if I tell you now, I believe what you say, and then you let me go."

"If I say I won't come to you for revenge from now on, do you believe it?"

Zhang Heng smiled bitterly. He understood what the other party said. The other party believed that he didn't take the initiative to kill Lin Xiaomei, but I didn't kill Biren, but Biren died because of me.

Lin Xiaomei's death is due to Zhang Heng.

Lin Xiaomei finally died under Zhang Heng's gun.

Even if boss Cui believes Zhang Heng's words and Lin Xiaomei's death, Zhang Heng should still be responsible.

In this way, boss Cui and Zhang Heng have become sworn enemies.

In other words, after the death of Tang Laosi, the two had become sworn enemies.

Before, it was only because of the existence of Lin Xiaomei that the relationship between the three had a slight turn for the better and a glimmer of vitality.

Since he is a sworn enemy, can Zhang Heng believe that boss Cui said he would not come back for revenge in the end?

Zhang Heng knows that even if he says he believes it, I'm afraid the other party won't believe it.

People have always been like this. On the one hand, they try their best to hope others to believe in themselves, on the other hand, they try their best to doubt others.

In fact, Lin Xiaomei's death has made it difficult for both sides to establish. The balance of trust has been broken in an instant, and it is difficult to rebuild.

Zhang Heng thought of this and looked back at boss Cui. His face was still light. Then he smiled faintly, full of bitter taste: "in this case, we have only one war!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Heng's dark overlord gun suddenly trembled, and suddenly the Dragon whispered and the tiger roared, pointing directly at boss Cui.

Boss Cui looked at the overlord gun in Zhang Heng's hand. At this time, the overlord gun was in Zhang Heng's hand. The tip of the gun trembled and unpredictable. It enveloped his vital points in an instant, like a poisonous snake and beast ready to attack someone.

"Fight, fight!"

"Maybe this is fate!"

"This is my life!"

Boss Cui's face was a little depressed, but the knife in his hand was not slow and cut out without disorder.

Zhang Heng doesn't know what boss Cui means by "destiny".

Zhang Heng only saw that boss Cui waved the gold knife of the top-grade yellow yuan soldier in his hand and cut it with one knife, just like a fierce tiger down the mountain.

Countless golden knife lights wrapped boss Cui's figure, like an invincible, unstoppable Golden Tornado rolling in.

Along the way, the black soil was cut into deep trenches by him. Under the light of his golden knife, the tall, tough and thorny thorns on the ground were uprooted and twisted into the air. Then in the light of the knife, they turned into pieces of wood chips the size of rice and flew away with the wind.

Even the weeds on the ground disappeared in the light of Cui Lao's knife.

Even if the trunk of the surrounding towering trees was suddenly wiped by boss Cui's knife light, wood chips flew, and the waist thick trunk was suddenly cut off and fell to the ground.

Boss Cui's knife light is in front of him.

There was a loud shriek!

The knife collided with the gun.

The golden knife and the dark gun just collided for a moment. It was as if they were going to tear their eardrums. It was like thunder.

But the impact of that moment, the tornado intertwined with countless golden knife lights, suddenly disappeared.

The knife turned into a knife again and held it tightly in the hands of boss Cui.

The overlord gun trembled like a snake. At this moment, it also stopped trembling and turned into a dark and heavy gun again. It was firmly held in Zhang Heng's hand, as if it had never been shot.

"Your unique marksmanship is no small matter. I'm afraid you've achieved great success!"

Boss Cui silently stared at Zhang Heng in front of him. His face looked very strange, as if he had fallen into a trap and was waiting for the hunter to execute his trapped beast.

"Your Qi refining level is so high. Have you reached the second level of Qi refining?"

"Two steps higher than me!"

Zhang Heng also looked back at boss Cui. In his heart, there was an unspeakable feeling surging, as if he had guessed what?

He always felt that boss Cui was in a wrong state, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Zhang Heng once again stabbed out the "Wuji" unique skill. Suddenly, everything around him seemed to be attracted by the long gun. Around the long gun, it seemed to form a deep and mysterious abyss, which wanted to devour everything.

Suddenly, under Zhang Heng's coercion, countless vegetation, mountains and stones around seemed to be integrated into Zhang Heng's lawless, reckless and irresistible shot, turned into a part of Zhang Heng's "Wuji" shot, integrated into the lawless and fearless hegemonic gun potential of Wuji shot, and rolled into boss Cui opposite.

Seeing Zhang Heng's shot, boss Cui turned pale on his face, and a huge wave sprang up in his heart.

He has always boasted of being a genius. He always feels that he is just a poor fate. If he is given a better background, maybe he has become a brave person in the chakra realm, or even higher realm, shenzang realm.

He always thought that in this world, people who are smarter than him do not have his efforts, let alone his cultivation talent.

Those who work harder than him and have a better cultivation talent than him are all elm bumpy heads who only know cultivation, don't know flexibility and don't know strategy. They are simply damaged by cultivation and become cultivation machines one by one. Even if their combat power is strong, it is just a chess piece behind them, those behind the scenes and conspirators competing for power and profit.

But today, he found that the young man he saw was a little different. He couldn't tell the difference, but he just felt that the young man was completely different from the people he had seen before: "he was only a young age, and he had reached the peak of the first product of gas refining, and the perfection of the first product of gas refining is just around the corner!"

"What's more, he was just a teenager and had realized the true meaning of reaching the state of Dacheng's unique learning! And I, after living for so many years in vain, still just reached the state of Xiaocheng's unique learning."

"If it weren't for my Qi refining realm, I'd be two steps higher than the boy. I'm afraid I'd lost under the other party's superb marksmanship."

Boss Cui looked at the overlord gun that came to the opposite in an instant and said to himself: "but so what? Now he is not an apprentice of the college, but pays more attention to the talent level of the students. Now it is a cruel battlefield of life and death!"

"What I'm looking at here is not talent, but the real combat power transformed from talent. This time, I'll let you, a young man who has not yet grown up, see what is called, the real killing Sabre technique, and what is the unique skill from hell!"

Buzz!

Zhang Heng's intuition seemed that the people in front of him suddenly became different. Boss Cui opposite suddenly seemed to turn into a bloodthirsty beast.

In the pupils of boss Cui's eyes, countless tiny blood threads are emerging one by one. Boss Cui's body is suddenly filled with a suffocating smell of terror.

This breath, ordinary people exposed to a slightest bit, I'm afraid they will be instantly stimulated and polluted into psychosis.

Zhang Heng knew that this kind of breath, the smell of killing and bloodthirsty, was the unparalleled momentum that could be forged only after he really escaped from death in the Shura field and lived for the rest of his life.

Boss Cui just glanced at Zhang Heng's hands holding the gun, which made Zhang Heng's hands numb and tremble like an electric shock. This feeling was like a natural suppression.

Just as mice are afraid of cats and cats are afraid of dogs, ordinary people tremble with fear when they encounter ferocious tigers. This is unchangeable and not easy through the ages.

Because this is true blood suppression.

"You're scared!"

The voice of boss Cui's voice came from the opposite side. Zhang Heng found that his shot seemed to slow down under the pressure of the other party's unparalleled momentum.

The front of his gun was very close to the other side. With a little force, he was able to pierce the other side's chest. However, under the pressure of unparalleled momentum, he found that his body was like a rusted machine, with a faint feeling of ineffective turnover and difficult walking.

It was as if the whole world were rejecting himself, and the whole world seemed to have become his enemy, trying to kill him.

Oppress his flesh and blood, limbs and bones, and strange meridians!

His body seemed to be shackled, shackled, unspeakable dignified and stagnant!

His Dantian seemed to be covered with a thick barrier, so that it became very difficult to absorb the vitality of the outside world, less than one-third of the speed in the past.

Even his limbs and bones, strange meridians and eight veins seemed to be blocked with countless inexplicable things, which made the vitality in his body slow and almost stop.

This is the power of unparalleled momentum. This unparalleled momentum, which is similar to the suppression of blood, is a strange thing finally formed after countless tests, countless attempts, countless honing, countless struggles and countless rising between life and death.

It is neither a realm nor a unique skill, but its power is no less than that of Qi refining realm and unique skill.

Two opponents who are equal in the realm of brave and unique learning. One has unparalleled momentum, and the other will be overturned, hanged and killed by the opponent in an instant. There will be no chance to escape.

Boss Cui looked directly at Zhang Heng and said proudly, "you can't even bear my unparalleled momentum. How can you bear my next unique skill fatal blow?"