Chapter 357

The Millennium red sandalwood hairpin was clearly held by Zhang Heng just now.

But now, except for the hairpin head, the whole three inch hairpin body of the Millennium red sandalwood hairpin has completely disappeared into the hard and abnormal tianwai meteorite.

People generally look at the red sandalwood hairpin on the meteorite outside the sky, and then look at Zhang Heng standing in the distance.

They didn't expect that Zhang Heng was so far away before. He was going to shoot sandalwood hairpins in situ.

You know, the distance between Zhang Heng and the meteorite outside the sky is more than ten feet, at least four times the distance from Mrs. Wei to launch the jade hairpin.

In the end, Zhang Heng shot the red sandalwood hairpin in his hand into the outer meteorite.

It was not only shot into the meteorite outside the sky, but also not like Mrs. Wei's jade hairpin. It was only shot into a depth of two inches, but the body of the three inch hairpin was completely submerged.

What's more, the material of jade hairpin is much harder than that of red sandalwood hairpin.

Zhang Heng just used the sandalwood hairpin, which was many times worse than the jade hairpin. It was more than ten feet away from the tianwai meteorite, so he directly buried the three inch hairpin into the tianwai meteorite.

Mrs. Wei can insert the jade hairpin whose material hardness is slightly lower than that of tianwai meteorite into the tianwai meteorite at a depth of two inches, which is amazing in the eyes of many people.

What Zhang Heng has done now, people don't know how to describe it.

They just looked at the sandalwood hairpin on the meteorite outside the sky and Zhang Heng standing beside the purple robed man.

When the purple robed man saw this, his face muscles under the mask couldn't help twitching violently. He suddenly had an idea in his heart, that is, kill Zhang Heng directly in front of him, so as not to raise the tiger, and it's not easy to clean up later.

However, thinking of Zhang Heng's incredible means, the purple robed man still didn't do it after all, because even he himself has no confidence to kill Zhang Heng now.

It's hard for everyone to understand.

For Zhang Heng, this matter can't be simpler.

If he wanted to, if not to avoid being too shocking, Zhang Heng could even throw out the sandalwood hairpin in his hand more than ten feet away and completely pierce the tianwai meteorite the size of that hill in an instant.

After all, Zhang Heng's understanding and application of strength may be many brave people, but before the purple robed man spoke, he heard Zhang Heng around the purple robed man suddenly touch his nose, and then said lazily: "since there is no winning rule in the rules, it's better to even draw between us in this game."

"After all, everyone's time is precious. There's no need to waste time on these details."

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, Mrs. Wei and the purple robed people looked at Zhang Heng in surprise.

Sun Yaoting, the chief escort of Beihai escort agency, listened and said nothing more. He just nodded to Zhang Heng opposite and signaled that he would accept Zhang Heng's suggestion.

Then Zhang Heng looked at the purple robed man and Mrs. Wei in the distance, blinked his eyes, and then said, "now, the first game is over, the second game, should I show my ability?"

Hearing Zhang Heng's gentle inquiry, Mrs. Wei and Zipao looked dignified on their faces.

They now know that Zhang Heng's ability is good. At this time, when they hear that Zhang Heng wants to display his ability, they think that with Zhang Heng's strength, it is almost impossible for Mrs. Wei to imitate each other's ability and achieve each other's power. Naturally, the look on their faces will not look good.

But in the end, Mrs. Wei motioned Zhang Heng to start.

Seeing that they had no opinion, Zhang Heng walked directly outside the post road. He came to the post road and looked at the verdant green grass in front of him. The long and narrow leaves of the grass were like a long and narrow sword. Countless green long swords stabbed into the sky, looking slightly spectacular.

After watching for a moment, Zhang Heng reached out and cut off a thin and long thatch leaf. Then Zhang Heng took the leaf in his hand and stabbed it out at will. The sharp and harsh sound of the sword roared in the surrounding air.

When Mrs. Wei and the purple robed man saw each other, their faces immediately became more ugly.

Looking at the blade in his hand, Zhang Heng should have been a master of shooting skills, but now, he took off a piece of thatch leaf, his arm trembled, and showed the most brilliant sword skills.

Moreover, he can use the soft and thin thatch in his hand like a real sharp arrow to make the sound of roaring swords. They are afraid that even a real swordsman wants to do it, it is not a simple thing.

Is what Zhang Heng wants Mrs. Wei to do, is to hold a piece of grass leaf in his hand, use his sword technique and make the sound of sword roaring?

At the thought of this, Mrs. Wei's face has become bloodless, because, let alone holding a thatch leaf, she uses her sword technique and makes a roaring sword sound.

Mrs. Wei knew that he couldn't even hold the grass leaf and smoothly display his sword technique.

If Zhang Heng wants to compete with her, she will lose.

Who knows, after Zhang Heng performed several sword moves, he directly held the thatch leaf and strolled to Mrs. Wei. Suddenly, he looked at Mrs. Wei's head, but said nothing.