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Bang!

Another loud noise came.

This time the vibration was more obvious, accompanied by dust and stones falling from the ceiling.

The colored glass lantern fell to the ground with a snap, and the lamp broke into pieces. The kerosene inside burned on the crimson carpet and connected into one piece in an instant.

The dancers and young waiters in the banquet hall screamed and fled out.

Some drunken elders finally reacted.

Realized that something was wrong.

"Hasn't the people from the Demon Suppression Department been dealt with? Who could it be?" A bald elder widened his eyes, his face full of confusion.

The ceiling exploded, and debris and building stones swept across the entire hall like reed flowers.

A magnificent figure fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a muffled sound.

The dust was everywhere, and the man's face could not be seen clearly.

But a pair of eyes glowed with a faint red light, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

"Damn, bastard." Hong Ao was stunned at first, then grinned, "I don't care who you are, if you dare to be presumptuous in front of me, I will kill you!"

"Go!"

Bang!

With a loud shout, seven or eight figures rushed towards Su Heng with fists or claws.

Su Heng seemed not to notice, and did not defend himself, but simply looked around.

The red eyes met Hong Ao's.

Hong Ao was shocked.

The boiling murderous intent disappeared in an instant, and fear gripped his heart like an invisible big hand.

"You--" His pupils trembled violently, and he didn't have time to say a word.

In the sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air.

A big hand spread out five fingers, like a giant python hunting, strangling Hong Ao's neck fiercely.

Bang!

At the same time.

Su Heng's strength burst out, turned into thick smoke, and whistled in all directions.

Those elders of the aristocratic families who were close to besiege Su Heng, their unique skills had not yet been used on Su Heng, but their bodies were already wrapped up by the high concentration of strength.

The blazing strength, like a raging fire and sulfur, poured down on his head. He only had time to let out a scream, and the flesh and blood on his body melted and fell off bit by bit, leaving only a burning skeleton on the ground.

"Speak!" The flames burned more and more fiercely, reflecting the red light on Su Heng's face.

"Where is Hong Jiuxiang?"

Hong Ao's face was dark blue, his eyes bulged outward, and his hands subconsciously slapped Su Heng's strong arms.

He was terrified and speechless.

You hold my neck, how can I speak.

"Don't say it, and dare to resist!?" Su Heng sneered, exerted force on his hands, and heard a muffled sound.

Hong Ao's neck was crushed alive, blood plasma exploded, and his head flew more than three meters high, hitting the ceiling heavily, and then rolled down.

Su Heng shook his head and turned around.

Swish!

The slight sound of a sharp blade cutting the air came from behind his head, and the fire flickered slightly.

Su Heng raised his eyebrows, and there was a little more surprise on his face.

This man's attack was silent and extremely fast. It was obvious that he was a warrior who had been practicing assassination skills for decades.

Even if he was a family head.

If he was caught off guard, he might be attacked and killed on the spot.

But...

Whether this man could break Su Heng's defense was not to be mentioned.

Having just merged with the white snake demon scales, Su Heng could sense any movement in a certain range around him, whether in front of him or behind him. It was not so easy to ambush Su Heng in the blind spot according to his usual experience.

His expression did not change, and he continued to move forward, but he grabbed back with his left hand like picking flowers and twisting leaves.

A rough and powerful arm was held in Su Heng's hand.

Behind him, Elder Hong Peng, who was short and had a hideous scar on his face, was shocked.

The secret technique he practiced was "Shocking Strike", which could completely hide his aura and then burst out with full force in an instant.

It was specially used for assassination and was extremely powerful.

Since he had practiced this secret technique to perfection, it was the first time that he was discovered and stopped in actual combat.

His shock lasted only a short moment.

In an instant, a huge force like a mountain torrent came along his arm.

Everything in front of Hong Peng suddenly turned black and blurred, his body accelerated, passed over Su Heng's shoulder, and fell heavily to the ground with a whistling sound.

Then it exploded directly with a "bang".

"Rubbish!"

Elder Hong Peng had turned into a pool of blood at Su Heng's feet, leaving only an arm that was shaking back and forth and dripping with blood in Su Heng's hand.

Continue to move forward, looking for targets who may know the whereabouts of Hong Jiuxiang.

Swish!

Flames and dust spread to both sides.

Su Heng's eyes fell on a figure covered in armor, almost as tall and sturdy as him.

This man had a mouth full of fangs, protruding outwards, and even his cheeks were covered with twisted iron armor. He just stared at Su Heng with a pair of eyes, and the sound of burning gasps came out from his nostrils. With his strong physique, his breath directly blew out the flames on the ground and scattered the dust to the left and right.

"Demon King?" Su Heng showed an interested expression on his face.

He counted with his fingers, and five of the seven demon kings of the Heavenly Demon League had fallen in his hands.

Now he is about to be the sixth, but I don't know when I can collect them all. It's also interesting to hang them on the wall as decoration.

This Iron Dragon Demon King is a pangolin.

After seeing Su Heng walking towards him step by step, he was not afraid, but stretched out his hand and patted his chest, making a bang bang sound of metal collision.

"I'll let you hit me first!" Iron Dragon Demon King said in a muffled voice.

"Hmm!?"

Su Heng stopped and was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled and nodded, "I'll give in."

Swish!

His figure flashed.

A circle of dust and flames spread out from his feet.

A black waterfall-like punch slammed down on the center of Iron Dragon Demon King's chest.

Seeing this, Iron Dragon Demon King was not afraid, but instead showed a smile after his evil plan succeeded at the corner of his mouth.

Tsk!

He exerted force with his arms and lowered his center of gravity.

He slightly spread his legs and bent his knees to squat down.

Many sharp dark red poisonous thorns suddenly appeared on the originally flat surface of the armor.

Many people, including the demons in the Heavenly Demon League, just thought that Iron Dragon Demon King's skills were all in the iron armor.

In fact, it was not the case.

The real trump card of the Iron Dragon Demon King is not the armor, but the deadly poison hidden inside the armor.

The reason why no one knows about this method is that those who have seen this trick, whether human or demon, have already died.

Although the position of the Demon King is glorious, it is also a case of attracting the wind.

Only by hiding seven and showing three can you last long.

Although his apparent strength in the Heavenly Demon Alliance is only ranked fifth, he is confident if he is fully capable - poof!

The confident smile on the face of the Iron Dragon Demon King froze.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth and he lowered his head.

He saw a big hand suddenly covering the armor on his chest, and all the poison needles were stuffed into his chest, messing up the internal organs. Not only that, there were also waves of unimaginably strong high-frequency vibrations, sweeping across his body like a tsunami.

The Iron Dragon Demon King's armor made crackling sounds, cracked inch by inch, emitted red light, and finally exploded and fell off.

"You——"

The big hand brought out a large amount of blood from the chest and slowly retracted it from the chest.

"So he is a brainless idiot, no wonder he can only be ranked at the end." Su Heng clicked his tongue twice and shook his head, "I hope it won't affect my brain after eating it."

Puff!

The Iron Dragon Demon King spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Hearing Su Heng's words, he finally couldn't hold on, fell to the ground with a bang, and fainted completely.

After getting rid of the Iron Dragon Demon King, Su Heng continued to move forward.

Killed those elders of the family who fainted on the ground or wanted to escape in the chaos one by one.

What made him feel a little regretful was that almost all the people at the banquet were killed, but he still couldn't force the whereabouts of Hong Jiuxiang.

Some of these people really didn't know.

Some of them were hesitant because they had ulterior motives.

He hesitated, but Su Heng didn't. Anyway, there were many people in this earthen fortress, and he killed them slowly. He didn't believe that he couldn't find Hong Jiuxiang.

Soon, another pale elder with a boyish and feminine appearance was stepped on by Su Heng.

The power in Su Heng's hand shook, and then dissipated.

"Ice Phantom!?" He asked in surprise, "The Eight Phases of the Tyrant Dragon Secret Technique of the Demon Suppression Division, who are you!?"

"I..." Murong Hanshuang didn't have time to explain.

Bang!

The side door of the banquet hall was knocked open, and a strong figure rushed in from outside with a strong wind, "Spare his life!"

This person was Wang Xinlong.

"Have you found the whereabouts of Hong Jiuxiang?" Su Heng asked.

"Not yet." Wang Xinlong shook his head.

"Who is this person?" Su Heng raised his foot, and Murong Hanshuang struggled to take two steps back, covering his chest, and looked at Su Heng with fear.

"Damn bastard, I finally caught you!" Wang Xinlong stretched out his hand to grab Murong Hanshuang, and slapped him in the face twice. Murong Hanshuang's face suddenly swelled like a pig's head, and his big teeth were all knocked out. The whole person was shaking like a dustpan in Wang Xinlong's hand.

From heaven to hell in an instant, he was so scared that he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"Last night, it was this man who betrayed and leaked his whereabouts, and stabbed Master from the back." Wang Xinlong explained to Su Heng with red eyes.

"So he is a traitor!" Su Heng narrowed his eyes, "Then we really can't kill him easily. First break his limbs and make him into a human pig. When we go back, we will peel off his skin and hang it on the gate of the Demon Suppression Division to let people know what the fate of traitors is."

"Hehe, this is a good idea!" Wang Xinlong grinned.

The fire in the room was crackling and burning, the air was twisted and steaming, and the hall was about to be completely burned down.

Su Heng looked around.

There was only a thin elder with a rat-like face lying in the corner pretending to be dead.

Not to mention, this man's breath-retaining skills are quite good, his chest is full of blood, and there is no ups and downs.

Sure enough, those who have cultivated to this level have some unique skills, and if you are not careful, you may be fooled by him.

Unfortunately, after the fusion of the white snake corpse.

Su Heng's perception ability has greatly improved, but he still found the clues.

Hearing the heavy footsteps getting closer and closer, the rat elder shuddered and stopped pretending to be dead.

"Don't kill me!" He stretched out his hand and shouted, "I know the whereabouts of Hong Jiuxiang!"

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