small country farmer

Chapter 907 Scare
"Come on, let me have a good fight today!"

Zhang Wei's eyes suddenly burst into a strong light, and deep in his heart set off a monstrous fighting spirit, and his whole body was like a rainbow. At that moment, he was like a god of war possessed, and a powerful aura stirred all directions.

Behind him, Liu Jing's eyes were filled with moving light, and Zhang Wei's figure in front of her was constantly magnifying, it was so majestic and majestic, it was like a hill, bursting with light, filling her weak heart with endless excitement. sense of security.

So handsome!

For a moment, Liu Jing had the urge to marry Zhang Wei right away.

She was dazed for a moment, her beautiful eyes were full of Zhang Wei's stalwart figure, she couldn't tolerate anything anymore, she instinctively took a few steps back, the full sense of security made her unable to say anything.

At this moment, Liu Jing only felt a blur in front of her eyes, her heart trembled, and she took a closer look, only to realize that Zhang Wei's stalwart figure like a hill had rushed out like lightning.

Zhang Wei's sonorous and powerful fists were wrapped in a strong wind, and they slammed towards those black-clothed disciples of the Sangmen.

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

"How dare you take the initiative to attack, today, let you see how powerful our Sangmen is."

"Revenge for senior brother!"

"kill!"

Zhang Wei took the lead and immediately annoyed those Sangmen disciples. They were very surprised, they never expected that stubble-faced man would take the initiative to attack.

At the same time as the accident, they showed ferocity one after another. Everyone's eyes erupted with a cold and terrifying murderous intent. They all shouted angrily, bursting out with their respective strengths, and launched a fatal attack on the rushing Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei's fist is very fast, and the void is torn apart wherever it passes, which looks very shocking.

Seeing those Sangmen disciples unleashing their strongest strength, Zhang Wei's eyes suddenly burst into intense light, the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes. A blue-white flame was ignited.

Ice Fiend Qingyang!

That's right!Zhang Wei cast his divine fire!

Now that he doesn't have the power to transform himself into a god, it is really difficult for him to deal with these powerful Sangmen disciples in front of him with his physical body alone.

Therefore, his attack must be taken by surprise in order to have the effect of killing the enemy.

The divine fire burns all things, and its power is astonishing. Once it is used, there will be death.

Zhang Wei's fist was too fast, almost in an instant, he rushed into the disciples of the Sangmen, coupled with the sudden appearance of Shenhuo, those disciples of the Sangmen showed fierce expressions, and before they had time to react, the two A scream rushed into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the two Sangmen disciples died on Zhang Wei's unprepared fist.

The ashes were wiped out, and there were no bones left!
horrible!horrible!horrible!
The few remaining Sangmen disciples didn't know what happened at all. They only saw the two juniors beside them turned into ashes on the spot.

They panic!

When they came back to their senses, Zhang Wei's figure had retreated and stood facing them again.

"you you you……"

"What sorcery was used!"

The Sangmen disciples were scared, but they were still ferocious, with cold eyes, and angrily scolded Zhang Wei. If they could, they would like to tear Zhang Wei into pieces.

Zhang Wei sneered, the two punches just now seemed casual, but actually used all his strength.

Exercising the divine fire technique consumes a lot of physical strength, so Zhang Weina's seemingly indifferent and nonchalant appearance is extremely weak.

Zhang Wei was betting that the disciples of the mourning sect were panicked and afraid, and did not dare to make a move easily.

"Witchcraft? If that's the case, then let you see and see."

Zhang Wei let out a cold snort, with a blank expression on his face, he braced his weak body, and grabbed the void with his right hand in a dignified manner, and suddenly a strange blue-white flame burned.

The ice fiend Qingyang was burning in the void, as if the whole world could not bear its terrifying power, and the surrounding void showed signs of melting, which was very terrifying.

When the Sangmen disciples saw the strange blue-white flame again, everyone's complexion changed instantly, and they were all extremely ugly. Their eyes were full of fear, as if they saw the light of death.

Just now they saw with their own eyes the scene where their fellow disciples were reduced to ashes.

Although they stared angrily and had ferocious expressions on their faces, they couldn't help but flinched. They were all very afraid of Zhang Wei at this moment.

"What? Are you scared? Is this what the so-called Sangmen disciples are capable of?" Zhang Wei's face became more and more cold, and all the actions of the Sangmen disciples in front of him fell into his eyes.

He sneered, exuding murderous intent, with his right hand braving fierce flames, he took a step.

The moment he took a step, the eyes of those mourning disciples shrank, and panic filled everyone's heart instantly.

From their point of view, the person in front of them, under the reflection of the blue-white flames, looked like Shura from the Nine Nether Purgatory, extremely terrifying.

"You you...don't come here!"

"We don't finish today's matter, just wait, stand here and don't move, our master will definitely find you to pay for the hatred of senior brother."

……

The disciples of the Sangmen were completely frightened, and roared fiercely, but everyone's body receded further and further away.

Hearing what they said, Zhang Wei sneered again and again, his eyes were full of sarcasm, these mourning disciples were so ridiculous that they even brought out their master.

"roll!"

Zhang Wei felt that the condition in his body was getting weaker and weaker, so the sneer on his face stopped abruptly, and he was suddenly icy cold and frightening. With a sharp shout, an invisible coercive momentum swept over the Sangmen disciples in an instant.

They don't care about enemies anymore, the fear in their hearts has already occupied their hearts, they just want to leave here quickly, and they don't want to see the man who looks like Shura in front of them again.

When they heard Zhang Wei's indifferent word 'roll', as if they had received an amnesty order, they all shouted and fled in a hurry.

Sangmen's face was completely lost by them.

Zhang Wei watched those Sangmen disciples run away like shit, and didn't have the slightest intention of chasing them.

After confirming that those Sangmen disciples had really fled away, his tense body finally relaxed, and as he exhaled a turbid breath, his face turned pale instantly, and a sense of weakness emerged spontaneously.

Immediately afterwards, Dou Da's sweat slid down his cheeks, and he felt as if he had been hollowed out, without any physical strength.

Seeing Zhang Wei's appearance, Liu Jing was shocked, and hurried forward to support him, her eyes were red and she choked up.

"Master, you... all blame me, it's all my fault, you shouldn't bother me."

"Okay, okay, now is not the time to talk about this, we should leave here quickly, lest those disciples of the Sangmen sense something is wrong and come back again."

Liu Jing nodded, and walked towards the depths of Donglu together with Zhang Wei.

(End of this chapter)