Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 282 - 270: A Changed Man After Three Days (1/3)

Chapter 282: Chapter 270: A Changed Man After Three Days (1/3)

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"Indeed, we are from the Poisonous Blood Sect!" The opposite side did not deny it, and the elder in purple said, "Sir, it seems we have misjudged! However, the Yin Nether Grass is of no use to you, and we are willing to purchase it at a high price. How about it?"

Martial artists are incredibly proud and place great importance on rank and status, but they are equally pragmatic.

Zhou Heng’s battle power was so formidable that although everyone had not given their all, it was enough to win the serious attention of these four Mountains and Rivers Realm elders from the Poisonous Blood Sect.

However, Zhou Heng ignored them and just looked at Yan Jianlong, saying, "Come here!"

Such arrogant attitude naturally caused the faces of the four Mountains and Rivers Realm elders from the Poisonous Blood Sect to change colors. After all, there were four of them, and Zhou Heng was only in the Mountains and Rivers Realm. Why was he so arrogant?

"Sir, do not demand too much from others!"

"We are willing to offer twenty thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones. Our sincerity is substantial. That’s the maximum you could fetch for this Yin Nether Grass even at an auction!"

"One should always leave room for maneuver so that we may meet on good terms in the future!"

"Having one more friend opens another path, please reconsider, sir!"

The four of them said in turn, their tone laced with strong dissatisfaction.

Zhou Heng coldly smiled and said, "Are you rushing towards your deaths?"

"Humph, although your battle power is strong, you are still only in the Mountains and Rivers Realm!" the elder in purple sneered sinisterly, "This time, our Poisonous Blood Sect has an expert from the Spirit Sea Realm personally here. You are no match for even a single strike!"

"You think that scares me?" Zhou Heng reached out and grabbed towards Yan Yinglong.

"How audacious!"

The four Mountains and Rivers Realm experts from the Poisonous Blood Sect simultaneously snorted in anger and waved their hands to strike at Zhou Heng. This time, knowing Zhou Heng’s strength, they naturally went all out. Though they did not use their most powerful secret techniques, they did utilize their martial arts techniques.

Streams of venomous energy flowed, transforming into toads, long snakes, centipedes, and other poisonous creatures, swarming towards Zhou Heng.

Kill him! Kill!

Inside his heart, Yan Yinglong screamed. From childhood, he had been thwarted by Zhou Heng once, forced to flee his home by a junior, naturally, he harbored great hatred, dreaming countless times of brutally killing Zhou Heng!

Yet, unexpectedly, upon actually meeting, this fellow transformed and possessed the power to contend against the Mountains and Rivers Realm!

How is this possible! Why!

It must be because of the An Family’s influence! Certainly! An Luochen must have given Zhou Heng countless treasures to build such cultivation!

Dammit, all of this should have been his!

Filled with envy and resentment, Yan Yinglong didn’t consider whether it was rational for An Luochen of the Heaven-Opening Realm to train a martial artist from the Mountains and Rivers Realm. His eyes were already red with rage, doubting his reasoning.

Eh, why isn’t Zhou Heng dodging or blocking, and why is his hand still reaching towards me?

Yan Yinglong was stunned. Was Zhou Heng seeking death? Surrounded and attacked by four powerful Mountains and Rivers Realm experts, yet still stubbornly attacking him, was he willing to suffer mutual destruction just to take him down? How much must he hate him?

But what reason did he have to hate him so much? He was the one who should be hated!

Dodge quickly!

Although Yan Yinglong wished to see Zhou Heng torn to pieces, he had absolutely no desire to perish with him and hurriedly tried to leap aside. But how could his speed compare to Zhou Heng’s? Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he was already caught by Zhou Heng’s hand of spiritual power.

"Boy, you are too disrespectful!"

"You’re seeking your own death!"

"Heaven may forgive sins, but self-inflicted evils cannot live!"

"Die!"

The four Mountains and Rivers Realm experts from the Poisonous Blood Sect were overjoyed, seeing Zhou Heng completely exposed and vulnerable to their attacks!

Kill!

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Suddenly, Zhou Heng’s left hand congealed and he threw four punches swiftly as lightning, striking each of them in the chest.

How can he be so fast!

Splash!

All four of them spurted a mouthful of fresh blood, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings, each puzzled deep inside! We are all in the Mountains and Rivers Realm, why can your movements be so fast?

Yan Yinglong felt an eerie chill rise from the depths of his heart, his body involuntarily trembling, falling into the hands of such a fierce god—surely he was doomed!

"Sir, who exactly are you?" the elder in blue got up, with a streak of blood on his mouth, he stared viciously at Zhou Heng, filled more with hatred than surprise.

It was one thing to lose against a Spirit Sea Realm, but to be so miserably defeated while simultaneously in the Mountains and Rivers Realm!

Zhou Heng’s gaze was cold and flickering fiercely, he said, "Now do you begin to show some concern?"

"Yinglong, who is this person!" the elder in purple asked Yan Yinglong. They had to know who he was to seek revenge in the future! The face of the Poisonous Blood Sect was not so easily dishonored!

"Zhou, Zhou Heng!" Yan Yinglong said tremblingly, intense fear enveloping his heart.

"What, Zhou Heng!"

The four experts from the Poisonous Blood Sect in the Mountains and Rivers Realm gasped in unison. Although the Poisonous Blood Sect was not based in the Imperial Capital, that did not prevent them from knowing of Zhou Heng’s reputation, which had been exceptionally prominent lately.

In the final battle of the Struggle for Heaven Competition, he had almost beaten a member of the Ying Family in the Third Layer Heaven of the Mountains and Rivers Realm to death, and even Ying Cheng’en’s intervention could not subdue him. These two events alone were enough to make his name famous throughout the world!

The Poisonous Blood Sect was far from unfamiliar with Zhou Heng!

They had lost one of their highly talented sect members, Shangguan Qi, to Zhou Heng’s hands, and Shangguan Qi’s master, Zuo Hongchen, was also captured by An Luochen and then slain by Zhou Heng with a single sword strike, fueling a significant grudge!

However, before they could react, Zhou Heng’s reputation surged day by day, and his strength skyrocketed, forcing them to constantly change their plans for assassins, lest they fail and instead end up dead by Zhou Heng’s hand.

When the relationship between Zhou Heng and the Zhao Family erupted, the Poisonous Blood Sect immediately decided to set aside their grievances, as they simply could not afford to provoke Zhao Duotian!

Who would have thought that after choosing to swallow their pride, they would now run into Zhou Heng!

"We concede!" the elder in green robes said bitterly. Unable to match Zhou Heng in strength or background, what else could they do but admit defeat? Roll on the ground and throw a tantrum? He waved his hand and commanded, "Let’s go!"

"Old Ancestor, save me! Save me!" Yan Yinglong shouted.

He was truly frightened. If the four old ancestors had been there, Zhou Heng might not have dared to make a move, but now that even the four old ancestors had conceded, wasn’t his death certain? He didn’t want to die!

However, the four old members of the Poisonous Blood Sect in the Mountains and Rivers Realm pretended not to hear, but their faces were burning with shame. A profound humiliation indeed!

"Who said you could leave?" Zhou Heng thought and activated the Domain Path. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, countless Ice Blades flew, forcing the six from the Poisonous Blood Sect to keep retreating. "There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. You think you can provoke me and just walk away after failing?"

"You, what do you want to do?" the elder in green robes shouted angrily. Murdering people shouldn’t go further than necessary, hitting people shouldn’t hit the face—they had already admitted defeat, so why keep pressing?

"The road to the underworld is too lonely, so all of you can embark on it together!" Zhou Heng said coldly.

"That’s too much!" the six people from the Poisonous Blood Sect shouted in unison. Although Zhou Heng had said so previously, they all thought it was just talk, a mere verbal warning.

"Is that so?" Zhou Heng sneered. If he and Ying Mengfan were just a bit less capable, these people from the Poisonous Blood Sect would likely have killed them without a word! Oh, Meng Fan wouldn’t die, but her fate would definitely be worse than death.

They brought trouble to their own doorstep, and that was like courting death!

Zhou Heng’s right hand shook, and he now held the Black Sword, his path of cultivation was inherently one of slaughter.

Slay!

"Split up!" The four powerful experts from the Poisonous Blood Sect in the Mountains and Rivers Realm shouted at the same time.

"None of you will escape!" Zhou Heng said menacingly, mentally activating the Domain Path, which formed six cages, each trapping one of the six people.

"This, this, this, this is a Domain!" the four powerful experts from the Mountains and Rivers Realm exclaimed in unison, their eyes popping out!

What is a Domain? The highest sublimation of Martial Arts Techniques. With a single thought, attack arrives—akin to divinity! Only by mastering the Domain Path could one advance to the Nascent Soul Realm, a truth unchanging since ancient times!

To master a Domain in the Mountains and Rivers Realm, what kind of freak was this kid!

"Spare us!"

"I’ll give you all my savings!"

"Don’t kill me!"

They shouted in panic, but Zhou Heng, indifferent, with a flick of his sword, heads flew and blood soared to the sky, followed by the thud of six headless bodies falling to the ground.

Strangely, four black shadows twined behind Zhou Heng, resembling ghostly fires.

Yan Yinglong was so scared that he felt his guts shatter, tasting only bitterness in his mouth, and his legs involuntarily wet, he lost control and wet himself.

Zhou Heng frowned and with a push of his right hand, Yan Yinglong’s body was thrown out.

In that instant, Yan Yinglong suddenly came to his senses, knowing Zhou Heng would not let him go, he shouted, "Zhou Heng, you have been afflicted by Ghost Shadows Enveloping Body! Our old ancestor from the Poisonous Blood Sect will behead you! You can’t escape!"

These four shadows are the so-called Ghost Shadows Enveloping Body?

Zhou Heng was unfazed. He might not be able to defeat those in the Spirit Sea Realm yet, but unless it was a monster like Zhao Duotian or Ying Cheng’en, escaping was easy—he truly had nothing to fear.

Besides, his path of slaughter meant that he was destined to have enemies all over the world. Having a few more or a few less enemies didn’t matter.

With a thought, spurt, Yan Yinglong’s head instantly turned to blood!

He turned his head toward Ying Mengfan. The poor girl showed a hint of fear, clutching her clothes tightly, her timid appearance eliciting sympathy.

"Are you afraid of me?" Zhou Heng asked.

"No!" Ying Mengfan hastily said, "Blood... are you hurt? Does it hurt?"

A warm feeling rose in Zhou Heng’s heart, but remembering this was just Ying Mengfan’s insincere personality, he sighed, reached out to touch her hair, and with a smash, ground the Yin Nether Grass into dust.

This evil thing was better destroyed, as in the hands of such wicked people from the Poisonous Blood Sect, it could only bring endless calamity!

"Young man, your complexion looks dull, I fear a disaster of blood light is upon you!" suddenly, an extremely sleazy voice rang out behind Zhou Heng.

"Old Swindler!" Zhou Heng turned sharply, recognizing the voice all too well.

An emaciated old man walked out from the bushes, his face full of sleaze, "Eh, it’s you, kid! Quick, you still owe me ten million Spirit Stones from last time. Pay up!"

"Old Swindler!" Ying Mengfan mimicked Zhou Heng’s tone and called out, seemingly finding it amusing, and instantly burst into laughter. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian.com to vote and support the author. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to continue reading.)