Chapter 1356 Unsheathing

Zhang Heng was suddenly attacked, and in less than half a second, the dagger on his left hand was handed to his chest.

At the same time, a fist struck the back of his head. The puncher was a man who had met Zhang Heng in the bathroom. He had a dark green ring on the index finger of the hand he was punching. This dark green ring was obviously a prop, and it was vaguely visible on it. The electric light beats.

It is conceivable that if someone is hit by this punch, it will not feel good.

Both of them started suddenly, and they actually ignored the rules set by Fulou. They both had weapons in their hands. At such a close distance, most people couldn't even react to what was happening, let alone dodge. Action.

And Zhang Heng acted as if he was stunned. When the dagger was about to hit his chest, the person holding the dagger suddenly found that the tip of his knife could not advance any further!

Because his wrist was actually tightly clamped by Zhang Heng, and this was not the end. The next moment he heard his bones groaning, and his wrist was crushed by the other party. And his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably, hitting the flying fist of his companion.

The electric current on the ring penetrated his skin and penetrated into his heart. Then his vision went black, he lost consciousness, and fell to the ground hard.

However, Zhang Heng did not take advantage of this rare opportunity to escape. He still sat in his seat, ignoring the auctioneer whose face changed greatly on the auction stage, but glanced at the buyers present.

Finally, his eyes fell on a man wearing a Usopp mask, and he asked, "What are you waiting for?"

The latter was stunned when he heard this. Apparently he didn't expect Zhang Heng to be able to find him. He thought his acting skills were pretty good. When the two men attacked Zhang Heng before, he even turned sideways and made some thought. He was about to leave the auction room, and everyone's faces were wearing masks at the moment. He couldn't figure out how he was exposed.

But now that the matter was over, he no longer hesitated, stood up from his seat, and bowed slightly to Zhang Heng, "I'm sorry, I'm going to ask the number one player, Mr. Simon, to give us some advice today."

He said it very politely, and even specifically mentioned the word "instruction". However, the four people who stood up with him all looked like they were coming here with bad intentions, and judging from the weapons they were holding, they were not serious at all. Prepared for discussion.

There was actually someone holding an Indian hand ax in his hand, and the Indian hand ax had been hidden under the drink table nearby. Obviously, the auctioneer's previous claim that Fulou was completely unaware was just a forced quibble.

After all, the impact of setting a trap to ambush customers is too bad. If Fulou wants to continue doing it, he must remove himself from this matter.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Heng also said to the girl in sailor uniform beside him who was a little eager to try, "Don't move." Then he finally stood up from his seat and looked at the five people in front of him.

"I can give you some advice, but once my sword is unsheathed, I'm afraid none of you will be able to walk out of this room alive."

As a result, before he finished speaking, he elicited a sneer, "You're just pretending, you don't even have a knife, how can you unsheath it?"

However, the man only laughed halfway, as if someone had strangled his throat. The laughter stopped suddenly because he saw Zhang Heng got up, picked up the chair he was sitting on, and threw it to the ceiling above his head. The result was not only Two pieces of the buckle top were smashed off, and a knife in a sheath fell with the two pieces of buckle top.

After seeing the knife, the five people subconsciously looked at the auctioneer on the auction stage. For a moment, they even thought that Fulou had betrayed him and acted as a double agent, apparently to help them set a trap. Zhang Heng, in fact, they are the prey.

However, when they saw the auctioneer's wide eyes and mouth that could fit a fist in, they knew that Fulou did not know anything about it.

Zhang Heng, with the sword in hand, didn't waste any time and rushed towards the nearest opponent. That person happened to be the one holding the handaxe. He didn't take it too seriously when he saw it. Although there were many of them, the opponent was still facing him. The famous Simon, remembering the captain's instructions before, had to resist the urge in his heart to attack the opponent.

Choosing a more prudent response, he raised his axe, hoping to block Zhang Heng's blow first.

And in a sense, he did succeed. The hand ax in his hand did hold Zhang Heng's [Hidden Sheath], but the [Hidden Sheath] only paused slightly, and then continued all the way down, unexpectedly Just like that, the hand ax in his hand was chopped off, and then his forehead, chin, chest... His whole body was also divided into two by the [hidden sheath] like the hand axe.

Seeing this scene, even though everyone present had rich combat experience and strong psychological quality, they couldn't help but feel shocked, and then a strong chill came from the bottom of their hearts. Even the other four people were ready to go. The steps to help stopped.

However, this gave Zhang Heng the opportunity to adjust his breath and raise the sword again.

The sword strike just now was not easy for Zhang Heng. It could produce such a terrifying effect simply by relying on the [Hidden Sheath], the hardest property in the world. He also used the [Earthly Scales] on his body to temporarily transfer the power. It had doubled, and when dealing with the man who sneak-attacked him with a dagger, he had used [Earthly Scale] to break the opponent's wrist.

Therefore, he is slightly out of strength now, but judging from the results, it is still worth it.

Especially the sword strike just now not only frightened the other four opponents in front of him and disrupted their siege plan, but also deterred others from interfering in the subsequent battle.

Because the corpse in front of them that was split into two was a lesson for them.

Zhang Heng spent half a second to recombine his breath. He did not continue the stalemate with the opponent, but took advantage of the opponent's distraction and continued to find the next target.

When the second person saw Zhang Heng's knife coming towards him, he lost the courage to block it. After all, his companion's wrong demonstration was still in front of him. Others may not know it, but as a teammate of a small team, he would not know it. That Indian hand ax was not an ordinary hand axe, but a C-level game prop. Unfortunately, it was cut into pieces without even functioning.

Zhang Heng was already like a god and demon in his eyes. At this time, retreating was the most correct choice, and his decision was indeed not wrong. It was just that by retreating, he was safe for the time being, but he was Other teammates were exposed to Zhang Heng's blade and even separated from the team.