Master of Fist

The ground was filled with dust, and it was not clear for a while.

"Nine Nether Slashes!"

At this moment, a soft drink burst out from the mud pit, followed by a burst of majestic evil spirit, and a dark purple blade as thick as a thigh broke through the smoke and slashed towards Jiang Heng.

The surprise attack was too sudden, one after another, nine in a row slashed towards Jiang Heng, stirring up countless fallen leaves and dust.

Just as the dust and gray mist became thicker, a beautiful figure rushed out first, and landed on the side in a little embarrassment. Her figure was a little unsteady, and she looked down at her left ankle. palm prints.

"Damn it!"

However, Pavilion Master Yun quickly set his eyes not far away, and the gray fog was so dense that he couldn't really see what was going on inside.

Hoo hoo!

"It's a good move, it hurts a little bit!"

A cold voice came out from the gray mist, and then a figure that was like a nightmare in Yunge's head slowly walked out again.

Jiang Heng touched a scar on his chest that was as long as half a thumb, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Barely enough strength."

"But it's enough to play..." Jiang Heng looked at Pavilion Master Yun indifferently, "Then you die!"

He single-handedly slammed down.

"No! I can't die here!!" The master of the Yun Pavilion said quickly, and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Where are you going to escape!"

The two figures quickly fought together, one behind the other, Jiang Heng's fists were like lightning, but this time various methods were frequently used, punches, elbows, and palms.

And the dark purple long whips around Master Yun's body became more dense, crazily raging towards Jiang Heng's body, but every time they could only leave shallow marks, and they couldn't even cut through the body surface.

Boom!

Jiang Heng seized the opportunity again, clasped the opponent's wrist with a palm, and immediately greeted him with a punch directly to the door.

The terrifying force directly blasted the head into a cloud of blood mist, and the scorching flames continued to burn the wound.

boom!

The headless corpse fell, and Jiang Heng's figure dropped suddenly and he punched directly, and another punch, without any pause, the dense wind of punches fell like a squall, causing the surrounding leaves to rush and fall.

After a while, Jiang Heng let out a deep breath, and looked at another huge pothole that appeared, and there was no human figure in it.

"The evil level is nothing more than that!"

Jiang Heng shook his head, he reckoned that the strength of the evil rank was between the fifth rank and the sixth rank. However, this evil-level explosion is not enough, far inferior to human warriors. Warriors can use martial arts moves to burst out super powerful killer moves in a short period of time.

But Yin Sha is not the only thing that is difficult to deal with is the ability to constantly resurrect. However, this may be a headache for warriors of the fifth and sixth ranks, but it is not a problem for Jiang Heng. If one punch is not enough, then two punches, if two punches are not enough, you will not even be left with scum!

It is difficult for ordinary warriors to achieve such a long-lasting battery life.

Shaking his head, Jiang Heng was about to leave, but after walking a few steps, his figure stopped.

"die!!!"

A loud shout suddenly burst out of Jiang Heng's mouth, and the next moment his body suddenly jumped high, touched the top of a tree in midair, and then jumped away again.

The two leaps are like cannonballs leaping hundreds of meters away, and the next moment they fall like a pop.

Blood Fiend!

boom!

The ground trembled, and a huge crater appeared, followed by dense roaring and trembling sounds.

But after a while, Jiang Heng jumped out again, kicked his feet, raised his height again, his eyes scanned around like eagles, and when his eyes caught a glimpse of a white figure fleeing quickly in the forest, his figure was once again in the woods. Flying among them. Every time you step on it, the trunk will explode instantly.

And Jiang Heng's figure shot out again, without giving the beautiful white figure any room to breathe, he stomped down.

Boom!

There was a loud explosion on the ground, and immediately it was overwhelmed and suddenly sank down.

Jiang Heng lifted the person in his hand with one hand, and sneered from the corner of his mouth.

"I almost forgot, someone told me that you have a clone!"

Pavilion Master Yun looked at the person in front of her with some despair. She could never imagine how the other person knew about it. This kind of secret should only be known to them inside.

"Kill...kill...kill me, Hongxiu Shanwu won't let you go!"

"Oh?" A stern look flashed across Jiang Heng's face, and he said coldly, "Then I'll wait and see, but I'm just curious, how many of you red-sleeved and good dancers are enough for me to kill!"

Hearing this, Pavilion Master Yun's face froze, but he couldn't think of anything harsh to say. The person in front of him seemed to be not afraid of anything.

"Okay, go to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw it into the air, Jiang Heng's eyes condensed and his muscles swelled suddenly, his blood surged out, and he punched him with a bang, followed by an impenetrable hot iron fist.

After a full count of breaths, the sound of fists dissipated, while the breeze blew away the last trace of ashes.

call!

Looking at Pavilion Master Yun who was completely killed, Jiang Heng let out a sigh of relief. Although the strength of this ghost thing is not very good, it is really disgusting!

Killing such a evil spirit is more tiring than killing dozens of ordinary Yin evil spirits.

As for what the other party said about being good at dancing with red sleeves, Jiang Heng didn't really care much about it. This stuff sounds mysterious, but ever since he heard that Yin Sha reached the threshold of the ? level, Jiang Heng didn't take them seriously anymore.

However, we still need to be vigilant about this, but Jiang Heng has already put his primary focus on the monsters.

The battle of Hengjiang City had too much impact on Jiang Heng. Even if he can fully display the third layer of Dragon Strength now, and can barely use the fourth layer of several breaths in a full burst, it is far from being an opponent of such a fierce creature.

It can be said that with the current strength of a punch with the opponent, Jiang Heng will still end up with a broken bone in terms of strength alone, but it may be a little better, and it doesn't need to be broken so much. But it is certain that the mobility will be lost immediately.

What's more, Jiang Heng still has no clue about the weird black mist.

It can instantly corrode a silver-clothed guard of pulse refining state, such a highly poisonous thing...

Jiang Heng made a little comparison, and he focused on exercising his body, so the situation might be better, but it will definitely end the same way.

Although the biggest rely on the black ball has the ability to swallow, it is still unknown whether this thing can swallow the black mist. And Jiang Heng also discovered recently that the black ball is not omnipotent. First of all, it will not be swallowed upon contact, and it will take a while to trigger.

But that kind of poison...Jiang Heng suspected that he would turn into blood all over his body before the black ball was triggered.

Headache!

The original good mood of slaughtering the red-sleeved and dancing Cloud Pavilion master was completely wiped out by this terrible conjecture.

Shaking his head, Jiang Heng came near those carriages. He didn't need to check, just by feeling the blood, Jiang Heng knew that there were living beings inside, but he fell into a coma without knowing what medicine he had taken.

"grown ups!"

At this time, Su Yu, who had been hiding in the dense forest to watch the battle, saw that everything was calm, so he trotted over.