One pound of meat equals one attribute point

In the village deep in the canyon, in the territory of the White Deer Demon King.

Ghost Seventeen laughed and said triumphantly, "I said that this kind of big fool, although full of muscles, has fatal flaws in the spiritual field."

"I spent half my life developing and researching the Heart-Destroying Sword, which specializes in the spirit and spirit of warriors. Even if the physical body is strong and developed, it is useless!"

Although he said so.

But Ghost Seventeen's brows were still slightly frowned, feeling something was wrong.

In his sight, Su Heng's body had been caught by a series of pale ghost hands and tightly entangled.

If it were an ordinary warrior.

Now he couldn't breathe, and his soul would decay and die directly.

But Su Heng still stood firm, breathing steadily, and a faint blood light emanated from his eyes.

"This guy is a little bit wrong. To be safe, you get rid of him for me." Ghost Seventeen ordered the rock giant Lu Gaoxuan on the other side.

"Okay," the latter replied in a muffled voice, looking a little unhappy.

Because Ghost Seventeen's words just now, intentionally or unintentionally, also scolded him, making him angry in his heart.

"Then I'll vent it on you!" Lu Gaoxuan laughed grimly.

He stretched out his thick ape arms and hugged Su Heng tightly.

Crack!

The smile on Lu Gaoxuan's face suddenly changed.

He felt that he was not hugging a flesh and blood creature, but a mountain made of steel.

Let it grit its teeth and keep exerting force.

The latissimus dorsi on the back and the biceps on the arms bulged high, and the bones creaked.

Su Heng stood here motionless, he couldn't move at all, but made his muscles and bones hurt.

"Stop playing!" Ghost Seventeen was still urging from behind.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a violent will was surging in Su Heng's body, making him terrified.

"Play! Is this guy made of iron? It's so hard!" Lu Gaoxuan retorted.

"Damn it, you really pissed me off." Lu Gaoxuan looked cold, took a step back, and then punched Su Heng's liver in the side of his abdomen.

Bang!

A muffled sound.

The power covering his body was activated.

The shock effect of Tiangang Mosha returned the power exactly as it was.

A sharp pain came, and Lu Gaoxuan looked at Su Heng in shock, then looked down at his arm, and found that his wrist was bent into an unnatural arc.

His full-strength punch just now.

Not only did it not hurt Su Heng at all, but it hurt himself! ?

What kind of monster is this! ?

"I really don't believe this today!" In Jiangzhou, Lu Gaoxuan is also a well-known fierce man.

He is now angry and his face is flushed.

Step back.

Swing a fist and hit Su Heng's most vulnerable nose.

Bang!

A big hand, five fingers spread out.

He tightly grasped Lu Gaoxuan's fist as hard as a rock, and the latter seemed to be fixed and could not move in an instant.

"How can you still move!?" Lu Gaoxuan's eyes widened at the sudden change, "How could you not react at all after being stabbed by the Heart-Destroying Sword?"

"So that move just now is called the Heart-Destroying Sword, which is quite interesting." Su Heng smiled, "This is the first time I have encountered an attack on the spiritual realm. Spend some time to test it a little. By the way, see how effective the technique I just practiced is."

"Hiss..."

His arm quickly became engorged with blood, turned red, and a large amount of steam came out.

The corners of Su Heng's mouth pulled the flesh, and the smile on his face became more and more exaggerated, "Now, the test is over."

Bang!

His five fingers were like eagle claws, and he exerted force violently.

There was a muffled bang.

Lu Gaoxuan's so-called indestructible strong body was crushed by Su Heng.

Large pieces of broken flesh and finger bones were crushed into scarlet minced meat, which flew out like exploded rotten tomatoes.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Lu Gaoxuan's eyes were bloodshot, looking at the bare wrist. He felt a wave of intense pain, like a tide, making his eyes black.

In the severe pain, Su Heng's cold voice full of murderous intent came, "You are quite tall, but your horizontal training method is not good enough. You should practice it well in your next life."

Twist it casually.

Lu Gaoxuan's body, which is more than three meters tall.

Su Heng swung it up in the air like a toy doll and smashed it down.

Boom!

A huge pit appeared on the ground.

Dust and smoke rose up noisily, blocking the view. The surrounding gravel and dead branches instantly turned into powder and scattered.

At the bottom of the pit, Lu Gaoxuan's body was twisted and deformed, and large pieces of blood squeezed out of his pores, turning into scarlet blood mist in the air. His left arm had completely disappeared and was thrown aside by Su Heng.

Buzz!

The power was injected into the ghost.

The sharp teeth rotated, driving the spark phantom, and stabbed down casually.

Lu Gaoxuan's head in the pit was cut into two halves out of thin air, and the brain splashed and splashed dozens of meters away.

"It's your turn." Su Heng looked at Ghost Seventeen expressionlessly and strode forward.

"This is impossible!" Ghost Seventeen looked desperate.

He couldn't believe that the unique skills he had practiced for half a lifetime were of no use to Su Heng.

In desperation, he stabbed forward three more swords.

The world turned black and white.

In the pupils, pale ghosts emerged from the sword blade, with twisted and screaming faces, flying towards Su Heng.

"Do you really think that this three-legged cat's kung fu can threaten me?" Su Heng sneered.

He opened his mouth and inhaled.

In the sound of violent inhalation, all the ghosts were swallowed by Su Heng.

Then there was a thunderous roar that shook the world.

Roar!

Su Heng weighed more than 2,200 kilograms at this time, and his physique was so strong.

In addition to the effects brought by many martial arts talents, his full-strength roar now actually produced the effect of air cannons in science fiction novels.

An invisible sound wave burst out in a cone.

The green grass on the ground was rolled up layer by layer, revealing the wet mud below, and pieces of green grass petals flew into the air.

Boom!

Ghost Seventeen wanted to escape.

But before he could turn around, he was blown away.

His flesh was trembling, blood was gushing out of his mouth and nose, and the whole person was swept up to a height of more than ten meters by the air wave, and then fell lightly.

Hiss——

A big iron hand came out of the air and grabbed Gui Shiqi's head.

He pressed him to the ground without saying anything.

"Spare my life!" Gui Shiqi screamed and struggled, "I am willing to offer my loyalty to you and be your slave!"

"Bend your knees to me? You bastard, are you worthy!?" Su Heng grabbed his head without saying anything and smashed it hard.

Bang!

The head disappeared out of thin air.

Only a large piece of blood was left stuck in the palm of his hand.

Wiped the blood off his hand, picked up Gui Jianchou again and carried him behind his back.

Su Heng took out the guide doll given by Li Hongxiu from his arms. His purpose this time was not only to deal with the White Deer Demon King.

In this territory.

Other demons, Tian Yaomeng believers, etc.

Since you have seen them, it is better to clean them all up, otherwise it will be trouble sooner or later.

Following the direction indicated by the guide doll, Su Heng went forward, crossed a stream and a village, and stopped in front of a rough stone wall.

The khaki stone wall was covered with layers of creepers.

It blended into the surrounding environment.

There was no trace of camouflage or secret door mechanism.

"Is it wrong?" Putting the guide doll back into his arms, Su Heng clenched his fist and punched the rock wall hard.

The hard rock wall was as fragile as tofu in front of Su Heng's iron fist with great strength.

With a casual punch, the whole rock wall was shaking, spider-web-like cracks spread, and the boulders clattered, accompanied by a lot of smoke and gravel rolling down. A pit about two meters deep appeared in front of Su Heng, and there was a faint cry of fear from inside.

"Hahaha, it's hiding in the mountain wall as expected!" Su Heng held the ghost in his hand.

Amid the rumbling sound.

The sharp teeth on the ghost rotated and hummed.

The long sword pulled out a large scarlet phantom, and it dug into the rock wall like a storm.

Crash!

Inside the rock wall, in the dark cave.

The violent vibration caused a bunch of broken stones to fall from the ceiling and hit Ye Tong's head.

"What did you see in the Demon Suppression Tower? Why did you come back alone? Elder Bai Xiaotong disappeared!"

Ye Tong hugged her knees and curled up.

Hiding in the deepest part of the cave.

Her brain was in chaos, and the questioning a few days ago was still echoing in her mind.

However, the experience in the Demon Suppression Tower was simply hell. She didn't want to recall it, let alone tell others.

But every time she thought of the huge meat mountain and the bloodshot pupils.

Ye Tong felt nauseous.

"That monster has found us, he is coming in!" The scream woke Ye Tong up from his dazed state.

In the small cave, there were seven or eight figures hiding.

Either they were pure-blooded demons, or they were elders who had reached the demon fetus realm and had great potential.

Their strength was not weak, but their faces were full of fear, looking at the shaking stone wall and the humming sound of the sharp blade.

Everyone was pale and couldn't stop shaking.

"Hold on!" A demon swallowed his saliva dryly and said, "The White Deer Demon King will save us!"

Puff!

But he hadn't finished speaking.

The huge scarlet sword pierced the rock wall and split his chest.

The two-meter-and-five-meter-long ghost saw the sorrow, and with just one knife, it directly cut the demon in half from head to tail, and it couldn't die any more.

"Ah!!!" The scream echoed in the closed cave.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the wall exploded and collapsed, and the broken stones shot out like shotgun shells.

In the bright sunlight, Su Heng's violent figure rushed over like a human-shaped Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow in his hand swept across with a sharp and piercing whistle. In an instant, a fountain of blood gushed out, and seven or eight figures were cut in half, and the ground was covered with sticky and muddy blood.

"Hiss..."

Su Heng strode forward, his huge body filling the entire space.

The sunlight could only be scattered from both sides of his shoulders, and tiny drops of blood floating around him could be vaguely seen.

He took out the guide doll stuffed in his arms and threw it on the ground. Su Heng shook his neck, with a grim smile on his face, stretched out his big hand to grab Ye Tong's neck, and lifted her up with one hand like a chicken, "You helped me a lot this time, where is the White Deer Demon King!"