The silver winged demon bird made a quick decision. In the next moment, it had suddenly popped out its ferocious iron blue claws that had been shrunk in its feathers. Its claws came out together and grabbed directly at the three foot branch held in Zhang Heng''s hand opposite.

    The iron claws of the silver winged demon bird are indestructible. Cui Jin cracked the stone. Needless to say, I don''t have to hurry back to get a cypress branch.

    The three foot long cypress branch in his hand was just broken off from the cypress tree around Zhang Heng when he took his hand.

    Although cypress is tough, it is much worse than ordinary weapons, not to mention the hardest double claws on the silver winged demon bird.

    After all, the pair of claws of the bird, even the head of the human power, can be broken in one clip!

    In the heart of the silver winged demon bird, he used his double claws to capture and destroy the three foot branches in Zhang Heng''s hand. It was like an eagle fighting a rabbit.

    But something unexpected happened after all.

    Just when the silver winged demon bird caught the three foot branch in Zhang Heng''s hand, the three foot branch suddenly seemed to live. It immediately became a slippery loach, or set up some other creature, directly shook its head and tail, and escaped from the attack of the silver winged demon bird in two or three times.

    The silver winged demon bird had tried his best to destroy three feet of branches and lay his own foundation for victory.

    But I didn''t expect to get off to a bad start. As soon as I made a move, Zhang Heng cracked the plot in his heart.

    This can''t help but make the silver winged demon bird feel a little uneasy.

    He doesn''t even know whether he should attack next. If he wants to continue to attack, should he attack Zhang Heng''s body or continue to attack the three foot branch in Zhang Heng''s hand.

    If it is to attack Zhang Heng''s noumenon, then the silver winged demon bird must find ways to deal with Zhang Heng''s instinctive defense ability that seems to be sensitive to the extreme.

    However, for Zhang Heng''s instinctive defense ability that becomes more sensitive and sharp in the state of Epiphany, the silver winged demon bird has no good solution for a moment.

    If you avoid Zhang Heng''s own body and directly attack the three foot branches in Zhang Heng''s right hand, it is still not an easy thing for the silver winged demon bird.

    Objectively speaking, the silver winged demon bird is not at all dissatisfied with the strength he just hit with all his strength. He also knows that his attack has almost shown his most real peak level.

    But even the silver winged demon bird''s own peak level is still helpless to Zhang Heng.

    For such a fact, on the one hand, the silver winged demon bird feels the frustration and hesitation from the heart. On the other hand, the beast in the silver winged demon bird controls him to continue to stimulate his bloodthirsty desire for killing and destruction.

    Let him want to destroy the talented Terran youth in front of him at all costs.

    Finally, he did the same. He was determined to make the Terran youth in front of him suffer the most cruel pain, thin and cruel torture.

    Once to satisfy his own confused heart.

    The vigorous wind was as sharp as a sharp dagger and shot at Zhang Hengji.

    Those who attacked were not daggers, but the feathers of the silver winged demon bird, which were the size of a dagger, but sharper, sharper and more dangerous than the dagger.

    Because these feathers are not only extremely sharp, but also full of deadly poison in the hollow feathers. As long as one of them shoots Zhang Heng''s own body and cuts Zhang Heng''s skin, Zhang Heng will die without doubt.

    Unfortunately, it backfired. Although most of the sharp feathers were surprisingly fast, in the eyes of Zhang Heng opposite, they were still as slow as the slow action after time slowed down, as if ants were crawling, as if snails were moving. The slow was heinous and made Zhang Heng feel a little bored.

    Then Zhang Heng in the Epiphany could not help but cover his mouth with his left hand and yawned very seriously.

    Although the yawn was ordinary, it was so timely that the silver winged demon bird, which had become incompetent and furious because it could not attack even a corner of Zhang Heng''s clothes, fell into a real state of rage.

    So that, in the next moment, I saw a sudden shock in the feathers of the silver winged demon bird opposite. Suddenly, countless feathers accompanied by more cold stars covered Zhang Heng not far away.

    The conflict between the two is entangled, so the distance between the two sides is surprisingly close.

    The shortcut is not even three feet away.

    The distance of three feet is almost negligible for the countless plumes and cold stars.

    The feathers and cold stars of the silver winged demon bird just burst out. In the next moment, every feather of Zhang Heng has been shrouded.

    When the silver winged demon bird saw the scene in front of him, it turned into bloody eyes and couldn''t help emitting fierce light.

    Even in his throat, there was a roar of joy.

    The results of this attack, the previous attack, have indeed improved a lot.

    After all, he sent out nearly 500 feathers and more than 10000 cold stars.

    In the past, his attack almost never touched even a corner of Zhang Heng''s clothes.

    But this time, the supply of silver winged demon birds has made great progress.

    His many fields and cold stars, including about ten, actually touched Zhang Heng''s sleeves.

    Of course, the final result is nothing more.

    In addition, the silver winged demon bird did not cause any more great achievements.

    After seeing the fighter in front of him, the silver winged demon bird blinked with some excited eyes, and once again gave a strange whistling sound of reluctance and anger.

    The silver winged demon bird is also very helpless.

    He was a demon of the demon family over a thousand years old and bullied a human youth who was only a teenager. If it was spread, I''m afraid he would laugh off the big teeth of the whole demon family, but what''s worse, even so, with its thousands of years of combat experience and accumulated wonderful ability, he still couldn''t do anything in front of the boy.

    For other big demons with a grumpy temper, I''m afraid Zhang Heng doesn''t have to fight. The other party has blown himself up.

    However, in spite of this, the silver winged poison bird still did not hesitate to attack, sometimes with its own sharp claws, like a strange weapon, directly attacking in the direction of Zhang Heng.

    From time to time, he waved his two silver wings as big as a mat, like two big knives, waving wantonly. Wherever he passed, the surrounding air seemed to be split by the steel cast wings, making a terrible hiss.

    Sometimes, the silver winged demon bird even directly and abruptly elongated its neck, so that his head suddenly turned into a long gun and stabbed Zhang Heng in front of him.

    The silver winged demon bird''s sharp beak like an awl is his own spear. Wherever he passes, he directly tears the void and sends out a terrible wave.

    However, the attack of the silver winged demon bird seems to be magnificent and continuous. It seems to tear everything, destroy everything, clean everything, and turn everything around into powder.

    In fact, the silver winged demon bird did sit there. Almost by himself, he killed all the old pines, ancient cypresses, plants, bamboo and stones around him and Zhang Heng, even the cicadas, insects and wild birds in the book, as well as the grasshoppers in the grass, and the earthworms and mole crickets under them.

    Everything around them seemed to have turned into a taboo field, and any signs of life were hanged together.

    However, in front of the silver winged demon bird, Zhang Heng within three feet is still alive and active in front of the silver winged demon bird.

    Look at Zhang Heng, his clothes are not wrinkled at all, and even his hair has not been disordered at all.

    Zhang Heng''s appearance now is almost the same as that at the beginning.

    Zhang Heng himself is like a boat driven by the most experienced boatman in stormy waves. No matter how turbid the sea around him is, no matter how the storm in the sky blocks out the sun, no matter between the surrounding heaven and earth, he never gives up and takes it easy, As always, my boat, forward, forward, forward again.

    Neither give up nor stagnate, as if he had become a part of the rough waves, as if he had become a part of the strong wind, as if he had become a part of the rainstorm, as if he had become a part of the thunder and lightning, as if he had become a part of the darkness that blocks out the sky and the sun.

    As if Zhang Heng himself no longer exists, he has integrated into the world around him.

    He is the dark night, he is the nothingness but omnipresent emptiness, he is the iron twisted old pine, he is the ancient cypress straight like a gun into the sky, he is the crow on the old pine, and he is the trembling in the ancient cypress.

    He is the lush wild weed, the grasshopper jumping like flying from the weed, and the cricket singing freely.

    He is the solid earth under his feet, he is every grain of dust in the earth, he is the earthworm rolling in the dust, and he is the mole cricket nesting in the dust.

    Zhang Heng is in a wonderful state now. He is everywhere and can''t be found. His moves are extremely simple and arbitrary. It''s like a child laughing, like a person without martial arts knowledge, but it''s inexplicably more naive and ancient.

    It happened that these seemingly non threatening moves made the silver winged demon bird on the opposite side not take the slightest advantage. It was even extremely difficult to get a piece of Zhang Heng''s clothes.

    Even, Zhang Heng seemed to have integrated into the attack of the silver winged demon bird.