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Swish!

A stone in the mist pierced through the rain curtain and hit Su Heng's strong arm.

The strong force swept it away and turned it into powder.

Su Heng slowly raised his head.

He saw a figure wearing a bamboo hat approaching quickly. When he came to him, he showed a pale and sinister face with a hooked nose.

"Who are you?" Su Heng took back the corpse of the fog monster and put it in his arms, looking at the person in front of him with indifference.

"My friend..."

The figure stopped less than ten meters away from Su Heng.

There was a rain curtain between the two.

"Leave the corpse of the Yin body Tai Sui. I can forgive what happened here today." The middle-aged man who looked like a knight frowned and said, "Otherwise-"

"So, you put this fog monster here?" Su Heng interrupted him.

"Yes, but no." The middle-aged man spoke and was about to continue explaining.

But he saw Su Heng frowning suddenly, and a blood-red "Chuan" character was faintly formed between his eyebrows. His blood was surging, and his voice was heavy, full of violent and murderous emotions, "You put this monster at my doorstep, and you dare to come out to negotiate with me!?"

"My friend, this world is very big, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have stepped over the limit of the human body." The middle-aged man's face gradually turned cold, and he was still admonishing.

But Su Heng had no patience.

Bang!

The ground under his feet exploded, and the whole person turned into a blurred phantom.

Layers of hot positive energy gathered in the right forearm like streams, like a sea embracing hundreds of rivers. The arm crackled, the blue veins bulged, and in the blink of an eye, it was congested and swelled to several times the original size. Without any skills, he opened and closed his fist and punched the middle-aged man's chest.

"You——" The middle-aged man's pupils swelled, tore, and became red.

Looking at the black iron fist that was rapidly enlarging in front of him, he did not dare to be negligent. He crossed his arms and raised his arms to block forward.

Crack!

The two people's strength squeezed, collided, and tore, and then a clearly visible mist cloud ring exploded in the air.

The middle-aged man no longer had the arrogant demeanor before, and his face changed suddenly.

The powerful force like a mountain torrent swept over, destroying his defense inch by inch. The muscles of his arms suddenly sank downward, squeezed and deformed, and even the hardest ulna and radius in his arms made a crisp sound, and fine cracks appeared under the heavy load.

The middle-aged man retracted his previous contempt and did not dare to be careless.

Swish!

He tapped his toes lightly and retreated at a high speed, trying to distance himself from Su Heng.

Su Heng was unforgiving. The more than 100% change in his tendons and veins gave him an unimaginable reaction speed, and his huge body also had incredible agility.

Bang bang bang bang!

The two were like phantoms, and also like thunder flashing under the summer sky.

The fight was as fast as lightning, and the heavy fist shadows collided with each other like a violent storm, and dull and terrifying roars came one after another. The air squeezed by the collision of the force formed pale sharp blades that spread outward, and a large area of ​​houses were directly split in two, collapsed with a loud bang, and smoke and dust were swirling in the heavy rain.

Bang!

In an instant, Su Heng hit another heavy punch.

The middle-aged man's legs were firmly inserted into the ground like nails, and he retreated more than ten meters, leaving two narrow scratches of rolling mud.

His eyes were red and bloodshot because of the high-speed operation of the force before, and he looked hideous.

His left arm was also bent at a strange angle, obviously unable to bear the weight, and was broken by Su Heng's huge force.

"You forced me to do this!" The middle-aged man slowly raised his head, with a fierce look on his face.

Crack!

He stretched out his hand and swung it, and the broken left arm quickly returned to its original state.

The muscles contracted and tightened, firmly fixing it.

"Look, this is the gap between my family and you peasants—" the middle-aged man shouted, "Secret Technique: Three-phase Finger!"

Swish!

His figure suddenly disappeared from sight, leaving only a gray-white cyclone that kept spinning.

Su Heng's pupils suddenly contracted, sensing a sense of crisis coming from the left.

He reached out and slapped, but was a step too slow. A sharp pain came from the Jiaogu point on the left, and the muscles spasmed and contracted uncontrollably. The middle-aged man flashed again, and his fingers wrapped with strong power fell on the Qihai and Juque points like lightning.

"Hiss..."

The middle-aged man retreated quickly, and his figure appeared three meters in front of Su Heng.

He held his arms in front of him, one up and one down, to calm the consumption caused by the burst of using the secret technique just now.

His face was red, and the blood in his body was boiling. The rain in the sky evaporated before it fell, forming gray-white smoke above his head. Although the consumption was huge, the middle-aged man smiled smugly at Su Heng who closed his eyes and stopped moving.

"If you are hit by the Three Phase Finger of my Fengmo Luo family, even gods can't save you." The middle-aged man sneered and reached out to grab the demon skeleton in Su Heng's arms, "It's a pity that you have such a natural talent."

Snap!

In the rain, a huge hand suddenly grabbed the middle-aged man's arm.

He was horrified and almost jumped up on the spot. Looking up, he saw Su Heng's bloodshot and ferocious eyes.

"Damn it, you old man have good body skills. If you don't use some tricks, I'm afraid you will have to slip away from my eyes." Su Heng grinned, and his big hands like copper and iron slowly exerted force.

There was a crisp sound.

Caught off guard, the middle-aged man's arm was twisted into a dough twist by Su Heng. Blood and flesh spurted out, and white bone fragments pierced the skin, exposed to the cold air.

"How is this possible..." The middle-aged man's face was full of disbelief, but he didn't feel much pain.

"Nothing is unbelievable, your little strength can't kill me!" Su Heng held his head with both hands, feeling his fragile skull creaking in his hands, and blood oozing out from his eyes and nostrils, "Do you have any last words to say?"

"Demon skeleton... balance... complete the seal..." The middle-aged man spat out blood foam from his mouth, his whole body was violently convulsing, and he was already in a dying state, "Otherwise... once the Taotie escapes... it will... destroy all living things."

"What a joke!" Su Heng's disgust was even greater, "Your Luo family is human, but my Su family is not human?"

He was too lazy to listen any more, and pressed his hands on the middle-aged man's face, and stabbed his eye sockets with his two thumbs.

The middle-aged man struggled violently and screamed. The only right hand left helplessly hit Su Heng's muscular upper body, but unfortunately his strength rapidly decreased as the blood flowed, and he could no longer cause any substantial damage to Su Heng.

Su Heng's remaining patience was finally exhausted. He smashed his eyeballs with his two thumbs, pierced his brain, and broke his hands to both sides.

Crack--

The screams stopped abruptly, and the middle-aged man's head was split in two.

Hot and scorching blood spurted out, sprinkled on Su Heng's body and face, and a drop of blood fell into Su Heng's eyes. In the scarlet vision, the figures of Su Li and Xiao Qing were passing through the rain curtain and approaching the battlefield rapidly.

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