I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 177 Suppressing evil spirits, four-armed talent (seeking order)

Gudong!

As the Adam's apple rose and fell, the bloody sticky substance in the bowl was swallowed by Su Heng.

He had a look of enjoyment on his face, staring at the shopkeeper with a white cloth on his shoulders with bloody eyes, and said with a sneer, "Your soup is still not tasty enough."

The shopkeeper's head was held under his arm with his arm.

Even the flesh and blood on it fell off, revealing red muscles and white bones.

The expression of surprise and fear can still be clearly seen.

Ah!
The store opened its mouth wide open.

With a scream, he turned around and wanted to run away from Su Heng.

But it's too late.

Su Heng spread his fingers apart.

The big hand fell from the sky like a canopy, like crushing a bug, and with a muffled sound, the storekeeper's body exploded violently.

There was no flesh and blood, and there were only streaks of black smoke filling the corpse, which quickly disappeared.

With the fall of the store.

The surrounding scene became blurred again, and the original square could be vaguely seen.

"Killing these pretentious things can destroy this interior scene and get out of it." Su Heng immediately realized the key point.

After thinking about it.

He didn't hold back his hands anymore, and suddenly stood up from the chair.

He released his own strength slightly, and his body swelled to three meters, standing like a pitch-black iron tower on the street.

It was much scarier than any ghosts it looked like.

At this moment.

The old man selling candied haws and the girl in a skirt selling mountain flowers seemed to have reacted, trying to escape from Su Heng in a hurry.

But before he took a few steps, Su Heng grabbed him one by one.

"How about a taste."

Su Heng licked his lips, and the red light in his eyes became even more intense.

Although these ghosts look terrifying, they look strange and bloody.

But the smell on his body was not unpleasant, and it was very attractive to Su Heng's talent for food immortality.Moreover, these guys are not human beings, they are only part of the spiritual power left here, and Su Heng has no mental pressure on his behavior.

Seeing Su Heng opened his mouth wide.

The little girl in a skirt selling mountain flowers screamed in terror.

She struggled hard, and the palms in the basket squirmed out like spiders.

The blackened and rotten fingers stabbed towards Su Heng's skin fiercely, but it was useless at all. Su Heng's muscle density surpassed that of refined steel. To Su Heng.

The little girl-like Li Gui still wanted to use other methods.

But there is no time.

Her eyes suddenly went dark, and she only felt that the air around her became thick and humid, like porridge with a thick taste.

Immediately afterwards, two walls made of flesh and blood squeezed towards him.

Fall, fall.

Falling endlessly towards the blood-red abyss.

The flesh and blood on her body was quickly decomposed by a force, and her pale bones were exposed to the hot and humid air.

When the ghost struggled to stretch out its hand and looked up, it saw another bloody and torn corpse of the ghost falling from the sky in the scarlet sky.

The last consciousness then disappeared.

Gudong!

Su Heng narrowed his eyes and touched his stomach.

I didn't feel any special nutrients being digested and absorbed.

On the contrary, during this process, a strange coolness appeared in his consciousness, which made his thinking more agile.

After a little thought, open the properties panel.

as predicted.

In the column where Su Heng saw his potential, his points increased from 63 to 64.

"Absorbing these dilapidated interior scenes can't increase your body size, but you can improve your potential." Su Heng immediately realized this.

With the death of these ghosts.

The interior scene also completely dissipated, and the dusty square resurfaced in front of Su Heng.

He raised his head.

See that quaint temple sitting on the peak of Mount Koizumi.

At this time, the weather was gloomy, and the lead gray clouds gathered together like a whirlpool, sinking layer by layer, completely covering the sunlight, and the originally sacred and peaceful temple now only looked gloomy and desolate.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

Now that you have come here, if you can't get what you are satisfied with.

Su Heng will definitely not give up halfway.

He rushed towards the temple on the mountain, but within a few steps he entered the main hall.

The hall in front of me has suffered serious collapse over the past few decades.

In the middle of the main hall is enshrined a statue of Shura God with four arms and six eyes. The statue's face is black and blue, with sharp teeth protruding horizontally and obliquely.

On the wall to the left of the statue.

There are many stone statues of monks on the road.

These monks held magical instruments and stepped on auspicious clouds, but their heads disappeared for some reason.

The wall on the right has collapsed, and a table with four corners facing the sky was buried in the gravel dust, covered with a thick layer of moss, and some green weeds and vines grew in the gaps in the gravel.

Su Heng looked thoughtfully at the huge statue of Shura, more than three meters high, in front of him.

Click!
Subtle noises came from the huge statue.

A rustle of dust and gravel fell off the body of the statue, and then fell to the ground.

It exposed the gnarled flesh and blood that looked like cast bronze, and the sound of dull breathing sounded in the hall, and a wave of heat exploded from the statue of Shura God.

Right in front of Su Heng.

The statue of Shura gradually came to life, and six bloody eyes fell on Su Heng's body.

"You actually managed to come here."

The statue of Shura spoke, the voice was as loud as rolling thunder, shocking, the surrounding temples were shaking slightly, and dust fell from the dilapidated ceiling.

"It seems that those little devils have died in your hands. They really are wicked people."

The four-armed Yan Mo continued to speak, "Mortal, you have my approval. Kowtow to me three times, and give half of your blood, and I can fulfill one of your wishes."

"I want your blood essence, can I?"

When Su Heng opened his mouth, he also stared at the huge statue of Shura in front of him.

Wen Yan, the God of Asura, was taken aback for a moment.

Then he laughed angrily, "I wanted to save your life, but since you don't know what to do, then forget it."

Say it.

The sound of clattering came from the statue of Shura.

The statue was already extremely tall and burly, sitting on the lotus platform was more than three meters tall.

At this time, he suddenly stood up from the lotus throne, took a step forward, and stretched his body completely, easily surpassing five meters.

Coupled with the twisted arms extending from behind him, his figure is extremely burly, like a mythical Titan giant god, the ornately decorated temples collapsed in pieces with the movement of the four-armed Yama, and large pieces of dust and mud tiles were like waterfalls It fell like a clatter from the roof, making a crisp sound.

"Mortal, see my true power."

boom!
The four-armed Yama grabbed it forward with his left hand.

The huge palm covered the sky and the sun, and its strength actually condensed the air around Su Heng into a steel-like entity, binding him firmly in place.

Irresistible, inescapable, can only choose to compete with it head-on.

Fortunately, Su Heng himself is also a horrible, almost inhuman existence with twisted muscles. After seeing the four-armed Yan Mo triggering such a terrible sense of oppression with a single blow, instead of feeling scared, he became excited after a long absence.

Since winning the Yunzhou Mansion.

It was the first time he had encountered such a powerful opponent.

This made the blood in Su Heng's heart, which had been silent for a long time, gradually boil.

boom!
Su Heng didn't hide or evade.

The same punch was punched forward.

The extremely distorted air turned into a white torrent visible to the naked eye, and the fists of the two exploded before they collided, making a loud noise.

The terrifying shock wave overturned the temple, filled the air with smoke and dust, and made the ground tremble and shatter.

But the two remained as unmoved as a mountain.

"interesting!"

A look of astonishment appeared on the four-armed Yan Mo's face.

But soon replaced by bloodthirsty.

The ghost market in the temple is maintained by the four-armed Yama.Its own character is also extremely fierce and bloodthirsty, and it is by no means a kind person.

Seeing Su Heng displaying extraordinary power, the four-armed Yan Mo and the six eyes glowed red.He no longer held his hands back, the temperature on his body rose rapidly, large tendons like horned dragons emerged on his arms and chest, and the terrifying heat radiated outward like a furnace, distorting the air and turning it into clouds of dust.

All four of his arms are forward at the same time.

Or fierce giant fists like cannon fire blasting mountains, or big palms that block out the sky, and mysterious and unusual handprints, etc.

One after another killer moves, showing extreme speed and strength, roared towards Su Heng like a mountain torrent.

"Good come!"

Su Heng shouted loudly, and felt a strong sense of oppression from the four-armed Yan Mo for a long time.

He sacrificed himself to move forward. The flow of reality and reality recorded in the Taijiquan Sutra has been used to the extreme by him. He is also extremely burly, like a pitch-black iron tower, but at this time he is showing amazing agility in the fight with the four-armed ape demon. , Just like Haiyan riding the storm and stormy sea on the sea, she can avoid the ultimate move mysteriously every time, and then find the right opportunity to seize the gap and give the four-armed Yan Molai a ruthless blow.

The two exchanged hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye.

There was no obvious injury on Su Heng's body, but a layer of greasy sweat covered his bronzed skin.

But the body of the four-armed Yan Mo was full of cracks like broken porcelain.There was no blood inside, but scarlet mist continued to escape, carrying a strong rusty smell.

"town!"

The four-armed Yan Mo's pupils were bright red.

An invisible spiritual shock spread like a big wave.

Su Heng was frozen in place, although he broke free from many illusions in a very short time.

But the gap was still caught by the four-armed Yan Mo.

boom!
Four straight fists with terrifying power hit Su Heng's chest in the middle without fancy.

Four sounds, stacked together.

It turned into a huge thunderous explosion.

Su Heng flew backwards on the spot, smashed through the wall, and slammed into a huge rock in the distance. The huge rock of tens of tons collapsed and fell to the ground in countless pieces.

call!
Su Heng half kneeled on the ground, panting violently.

A little bit of scarlet sticky blood dripped down.

"Being able to push me to this point, as a mortal, you are already proud enough."

The four-armed Yan Mo moved forward slowly, and every time he took a step, the ground trembled slightly.

He waved.

He took out a blood-red trident from the ruins of the temple and held it horizontally in his hand, intending to give Su Heng a ruthless blow to completely understand the life of this mortal.

"No!"

But at this moment, Su Heng spoke.

There was no feeling of pain in that voice, on the contrary, I don't know if it was the illusion of the four-armed Yama.

He even heard a little pleasant smile from inside.

Amidst the puzzled eyes of the four-armed Yan Mo, Su Heng slowly got up, and his figure twisted and swelled rapidly in the process.He raised his head, and bone spikes pierced the skin from the lower jaw, spread upwards, and gradually turned into a snake-shaped mask covering Su Heng's facial features, revealing only a pair of sickly cracked double pupils.

"The one who should be proud should be you."

Su Heng got up.

Already over five meters tall plus the increase brought about by the two talents of Shura and King Kong.

When Su Heng released it with all his strength, he was already over six meters tall, and the fully armed skeleton armor made his body look unbelievably strong, like a huge iron bucket armed to the teeth.

The voice did not fall.

Su Heng rushed forward, and the terrifying wind swept past.

boom!
The four muscular strong arms collided with each other, and they were stalemate for a short time.

The four-armed Yan Mo steadied his mind, and the two thick arms that grew out of his back slammed towards Su Heng.

Bang bang bang!

Dense collision sound, continuous into a film.

It's a pity that no matter how hard the four-armed ape demon tried, its attack could not break through the terrifying defense brought by King Kong's talent. On the contrary, his other two arms became bloody and covered with cracked and twisted marks.

Swish!
Su Heng raised his head sharply.

Under the shocking gaze of the four-armed Yan Mo, an exaggerated and distorted smile appeared.

"It's my turn."

He reversed his arms and held the two arms below Yan Mo.

Pull it out hard.

puff!

Amid the scalp-numbing sound of fiber breaking, Su Heng tore two thick arms from the four-armed Yan Mo's body.

The severe pain distorted the four-armed Yan Mo's face.

He took two steps back.

I want to use this to distance myself from Su Heng and adjust my state.

But how could Su Heng let him do what he wanted? He moved forward fiercely, grabbed the four-armed Yan Mo's head with two big hands, and then smashed it down with a head hammer, and two heads of about the same size collided without any fancy.

Click!

The sound of a ripe watermelon cracking naturally came clearly from the four-armed Yan Mo.

The four-armed Yan Mo's head sunken down unnaturally, bleeding profusely.

The brain was badly damaged.

The four-armed Yan Mo's eyes were blurred, and a strong sense of dizziness swept through his consciousness.

He became disorganized in his punches, he just waved them indiscriminately, and threw them at Su Heng.

Su Heng waved his hand to block it.

The two thick arms intertwined like a boa constrictor, turned into giant scissors, and chopped off towards the head of the four-armed Yan Mo.

puff!

A fountain of blood mixed with black mist spewed out from the broken chest cavity.

The five-meter-tall headless corpse fell down like a jade pillar from Jinshan Mountain, and even the whole Koizumi Mountain shook slightly.

"You are not as good as the mortal you said in your mouth."

Su Heng looked at the dead body of the four-armed Yan Mo under his feet, and sneered.Press the big hand where the heart is, and with five fingers, pull it out violently.

puff!

In a shattered chest.

A red heart that was still beating with various flesh and blood roots was torn out by him alive.

Then he raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)