Douluo blood duke

Chapter 112 Fierce Fighting Contra Powerhouse
Mark, the platinum bishop of the Wuhun Temple, a strong man with Contra-level strength, is also an important figure in the Wuhun Temple. Logically speaking, Fino, a small nobleman in a coastal city, let alone ask him to come forward. Even if you want to see him, you have to work hard.

However, just a few days ago, Fino spent a lot of money and used many contacts to meet him and gave him an undeniable condition.

Because the conditions are so generous that Mark has to come here to help Fino even at the risk of being punished by his superiors.

In fact, he was quite lucky at first, because before Zhang Heng and the others came in, everyone lived in peace and did not go to war. Although there was a little friction, it quickly subsided, which meant that he could take advantage of it without showing up. He got it, why not do it, but after Zhang Heng and the others came in, everything changed, and he had to do it, which made him feel a little resentful towards Zhang Heng in his heart.

If he didn't show up, everything would be fine, and if he left with the benefits, no one would know that he was here today, but now that he shows up, it means that the people present will definitely report his name and whereabouts. Being exposed might cause him some trouble, so when he stood in front of Zhang Heng, such a thought flashed through his mind.

"Why don't we just kill everyone." Of course, this thought just passed by. After all, the people in this hall are either rich or noble. If they all die here, they may attract pickets. It would be really troublesome if he was really found, so he suppressed the irritability in his heart about revealing his whereabouts, and concentrated on dealing with this young man who looked very young but exuded a dangerous aura.

He condensed his aura and blasted at Zhang Heng like a mountain. If it was an ordinary person, facing a strong man with such strong strength like him, let alone attacking with his hands, it would be considered good to keep his legs from getting weak.

Mark didn't intend to knock down Zhang Heng just because of his aura. When he was in the crowd, he saw that Zhang Heng was not an extraordinary person. Killing five people instantly with his sword alone was enough for him to be extremely vigilant. The main idea of ​​the imposing bombardment is to suppress Zhang Heng's actions and make his body feel restrained. The subsequent battles will not be so comfortable. If he can do this, then he will be fine in the next battle a lot of.

Of course, if Zhang Heng can be knocked down directly by virtue of his momentum, that would be a pleasure.

But what he never expected was that not only did Zhang Heng not feel restrained because of his aura, but an aura that was not inferior to him burst out in his body, and that aura was also extraordinary. When he felt that aura At that time, Mark's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in front of him. A figure holding a sharp sword was standing on the top of the mountain, looking at him from afar, with a crimson look in his eyes.

When the eyes entered Mark's eyes, a chill oozes from Mark's bones. His whole body is erected with chills, his face is shocked, and there is only one thought in his mind.

"Oops!"

In just a moment, the aura of the boy on the opposite side was like a giant ax that split his continuous aura like a mountain, splitting it, and there was still room to deter his mind, and he came back to his senses Mark's face returned to calm, but the startled monstrous waves in his heart could not calm down for a long time.

"Hehe, Fino, this young man is a bit unusual."

Mark turned his hand slightly, and hid his left hand in a position where Zhang Heng could not see. It seemed that he was talking to Fino behind him. In fact, he wanted to use the time of talking to calm down his emotions. The experience of hundreds of battles told him that if he fights against Zhang Heng now, the waves in his heart will be infinitely magnified, which may cause him to be at a disadvantage in this battle.

However, when he calmed down, he didn't realize that after just one confrontation, he subconsciously classified the young man in front of him as an opponent of his same level.

Fino was called out suddenly, and his expression froze. He is not an idiot. On the contrary, being able to get to this point is enough to prove that he is very smart.

But he is not a roundworm in Mark's stomach. After thinking for a while, he thinks that Mark is afraid that he will default on the contract afterwards.

Thinking of this step, he waved to the crowd, and a man in black robe ran out, respectfully handing a wooden box into his hand carefully.

"Lord Mark, look, this is the ten-thousand-year spirit bone I promised you. As long as you catch them, this thing will be yours."

Fino opened the lid of the wooden box. Inside, red silk was laid on the bottom, and a one-foot-long deep black bone lay quietly inside.

Mark glanced at the contents of the box, a smile appeared on his face, but he cursed in his heart: "Idiot!"

Now that Fino has taken out his things, it doesn't mean that he has nothing to say, which means that he can't delay the time, but the throbbing in his heart has not completely calmed down.

"This damned idiot is really a pig teammate, forget it, it has calmed down six or seven floors, enough."

Mark secretly thought in his heart, suddenly, his eyes widened, and he turned back to look at Zhang Heng. At this moment, his left hand, which had been hidden for a long time, was stretched out in front of him. It was a three-foot white gold body, with a blue diamond on its head. A scepter of Liuling crystal stone appeared in his hand, and at the same time eight soul rings jumped out of his body, two yellow, four purple and two black.

One of the purple soul rings shone brightly, and at the same time, the crystal stone of the short staff shot a white beam of light at Zhang Heng.

"Hahaha, kid, you are still too young to be hit by my beam of holy light, let's see you fight me."

Seeing that the white light beam entered the body of Zhang Very, who seemed unresponsive, Mark was ecstatic, staring and laughing.

Looking at Zhang Heng again, after being hit by the white beam, two golden chains appeared out of thin air on the left and right, binding him tightly.

He looked at the chains that bound his whole body, and frowned slightly. He was careless just now. When Fino took out the soul bone, for some reason, thoughts appeared in his mind because of the breath floating out of the soul bone. The desire to obtain it is very abnormal. Although he, Zhang Heng, has not yet inherited the title of duke, it is very easy to obtain a soul bone.

Although the ten-thousand-year soul bone is precious, it will not make him stunned, so he didn't react and was hit by Mark's sneak attack.

Zhang Heng tried to struggle a bit, and Mark laughed a little out of breath from the side.

"Haha, boy, don't waste your energy, my Beam of Holy Light can trap even the Contra of the Beast Soul for 1 minute, it's up to you to think about it."

"what?!"

Mark showed a sarcasm on his face. It was because the pressure Zhang Heng brought to him was a bit more than he had predicted in his heart. Therefore, after a successful blow, he couldn't help being a little arrogant, so he couldn't help but want to mock Zhang Heng. Heng, but before he finished speaking.

Zhang Heng's body shape has undergone drastic changes. His height from 1.9 meters has grown to three meters to nearly four meters in an instant, and his muscles have become thicker as if inflated. The sharp spiral corners bring people a strong sense of oppression, but at the same time, they inevitably generate fear.

From a handsome and stern boy to a burly and ugly devil.

Such a drastic change strongly stimulated people's eyes and hearts, but Mark's state of mind was not affected by the drastic change in Zhang Heng's body shape. After all, he had experienced countless battles, and opponents who were more exaggerated than Zhang Heng's figure were not without experience. So after Zhang Heng's transformation, he still had a mocking look on his face, but in the next second, he couldn't maintain his current look.

I saw, in front of Zhang Heng's body, a black-gray half-foot cold light appeared, cutting down from his head and shoulders, and after the clear and jingling bells rang several times in a row, the golden chain turned into a The starburst disappeared on the ground.

Zhang Heng twisted his uncomfortable arm after breaking free from the restraints, looked at Mark, and said with a little disdain in his eyes: "Oh, this is the Beam of Light that can trap even Contra, really It’s so scary, but it’s a pity that it will be broken as soon as you cut it, maybe it’s because you haven’t eaten today, and you’re hungry and have no energy.”

Although it was mocking on the surface, Zhang Heng thought about it in his heart.

"This old man seems to be the bishop of the Wuhun Temple. It is really unusual. If I don't have a hostile spirit, it will be really difficult."

Mark listened to Zhang Heng's words, like a knife piercing into his heart, his face was so gloomy that ink was about to drip, he sneered and didn't speak, and waved his short stick in his hand.

The two yellow soul rings beside him flickered at the same time.

In the crystal ball, two rays of light shot out and flew into the sky at the same time.

A beam of light was slightly lower in height, unfolded and turned into an elliptical light mirror, aiming at Zhang Heng.

Another ray of light turned into a fist-sized ball of light at a slightly higher position behind the light mirror.

When Zhang Heng looked up, a thumb-sized beam of light burst out from the light sphere. When the beam entered the light mirror and came out, it was already as thick as an arm.

The light beam was facing Zhang Heng's position, and it flashed by, leaving him no time to react, and hit directly.

Bang.

As soon as Zhang Heng raised his head, he felt a pain in his chest. He took a few steps back, and then looked down at his chest. His thick pectoralis major muscle was blasted open, and the wound the size of a bowl made people panic, but Zhang Heng didn't care. , he mobilized his soul power to drive the blood beads in his body, and six rounds of soul rings emerged beside him, two purple and four black, of which the lavender soul ring shone brightly, and blood gushed out from the blood beads. In less than a moment, the wound on his chest was repaired, and a trace None remained.

He looked down at Mark, seeing the faint smile on his thin and haggard face, and a burst of anger burst into his heart.

"How dare you hurt me, old man, you are finished today."

While speaking, Zhang Heng had already condensed a big blood shadow sword in his hand. The sword was more than seven meters long. He clenched the hilt with one hand and was about to look at the old man when he heard a whistling sound. , he realized that the ball of light was still attacking him, so he turned the sword body, blood energy, soul power and physical power poured into the big sword at the same time.

Then he took a big step, twisted his waist slightly, the muscles on his arms tensed suddenly, and a roar of wind appeared out of nowhere, and a dark red sword aura appeared in the air, slashing towards the beam of light coming through the light mirror in the sky .

Seeing such a violent and ferocious attack from him, not only did Mark show no trace of fear on his face, but even a hint of joy. He held up his short staff, and one of the two black soul rings beside him flickered, and a white light beam was caught by him. into the overhead light mirror.

Like cutting tofu, the dark red arc-shaped sword energy directly split the beam of light into two halves, one left and one right exploded around Zhang Heng, and chopped towards the light mirror with endless momentum.

A fierce light flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes. In his opinion, his sword energy was enough to destroy the light mirror and the light ball, so he didn't care about the top of his head. He looked down at Mark and was about to launch an impact forward. , when the preparations are all done.

call out.

"be careful!!!"

When he heard the exclamation from behind and the sound of the wind above his head, Zhang Heng felt very bad, but at this moment his body froze and he couldn't dodge it. The corner of his eyes caught the offensive with a sense of crisis, which turned out to be
The sword energy he just cut out!

(End of this chapter)