One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Bang!

After getting rid of Song Zhaoyuan with one punch, Su Heng stepped down in mid-air.

With the roar of the air exploding, his speed suddenly increased, his figure blurred, and his dark and terrifying body appeared on a protruding boulder at the edge of the canyon.

"Huh..."

Su Heng frowned slightly with a long breath.

His face did not look particularly good.

Although he successfully got rid of the White Deer Demon King, he failed to catch him alive.

If the White Deer Demon King's talent of life and death rotation can be transformed into a meat field, the effect will definitely be much stronger than that of the Wolf King.

Unfortunately...

With this talent in hand.

Although Su Heng is strong, he can't stop the White Deer Demon King from committing suicide.

"Fortunately, the White Deer Demon King has many subordinates. Collecting these bits and pieces and making them into meat Tai Sui should be enough for me to practice the Skeleton Dragon Demon to perfection." Su Heng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said in his heart.

"The most urgent thing... huh!?"

Su Heng was keenly aware of the movement coming from afar, raised his head, and looked surprised.

"This breath, Wang Xinlong!? How could he be here? Did he come here specially to support me?"

"There is another person, the breath on his body is also very strong, he should be the deputy commander of the Demon Suppression Tower."

"Both of them were stopped..."

In the dragon state.

It's not just the increase in strength and physique.

Su Heng's perception ability has also been improved in all aspects.

Even though there is still a long distance between them, Su Heng analyzed the battlefield almost accurately by relying on the power fluctuations coming from the air. Of course, this is also related to Wang Xinlong's strong strength and his aggressive fighting style.

If it is those warriors who are good at stealth assassins, Su Heng will find it difficult to detect them after a distance.

"Go and have a look!"

Although it didn't help much.

But others came to help him from thousands of miles away regardless of danger.

Su Heng still accepted this favor. He immediately stopped hesitating, stepped heavily, and rushed to another battlefield.

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"Hahaha, Wang Xinlong, the famous demon-suppressing department, seems to be just like this." On the battlefield, Hong Jizhen, who was burly and covered with ancient Sanskrit, laughed wildly, and his eyes burst into bloodshot. "Well, let you experience my Bodhi Demon Subduing Skill!"

"Hiss--"

He inhaled violently, and his chest and abdomen swelled.

Large pieces of gold lacquer exploded on his body and hands, and the golden rings trembled. It really looked like the ferocious and majestic shadow of the demon-suppressing Arhat.

Bang!

Both of them fought without any fancy, hard-hitting styles.

Wang Xinlong also did not dodge or avoid, and roared, and also punched forward with a straight punch.

The two forces squeezed and collided like a mountain torrent, exploding a large piece of wind, and the invisible wind blades tore the flowers and plants on the ground, and large pieces of broken leaves and petals floated in the air.

They each took a step back and stood firmly.

A full-strength punch.

The result was a tie.

"Time is almost up, the matter with the White Deer Demon King and Song Zhaoyuan should have been resolved." Hong Jizhen looks rough on the outside, but he has been traveling for many years and is quite delicate on the inside. He made a brief calculation in his mind and immediately had an idea.

"Enough!"

Hong Jizhen said, "The mission has been completed, let's withdraw first."

"Okay!" Lai Mingde agreed in a hurry.

His strength was slightly weaker than Hong Jizhen, and he was facing a master like Luo Shuang who had strong practical ability.

After more than a dozen rounds, he was suddenly a little flustered.

There were also many more wounds on his body.

Lai Mingde's short legs kicked down, and his fat body flew backwards like a meatball.

He wanted to leave, but Luo Shuang didn't want to let him go easily. With a fierce murderous look on her face, she tapped the ground with her toes, and her slender body wrapped in a wide cloak turned into a black light and chased after him.

"This damn stupid woman!" Lai Mingde was shocked and angry when he saw Luo Shuang chasing him.

"Gua!"

He opened his mouth and spewed out a yellow-green poisonous mist.

But Luo Shuang did not dodge or avoid, and her speed increased again, rushing directly into it.

"Hahaha, what a stupid woman who is seeking death!" Lai Mingde was overjoyed when he saw this, and slapped his belly with his broad palms, making a slapping sound.

He was very confident in the poison he created.

Even if a master at the deputy commander level was infected, he would be in big trouble.

At the least, he would be disfigured and corroded by the poison, and his realm would regress. At the worst, he would die directly.

Huh!

Something that shocked him happened.

Lai Mingde widened his eyes and saw Luo Shuang injecting his strength into the cloak in the air.

The wide cloak rolled and swayed, and the surrounding poisonous mist suddenly dispersed, forming a circle of passages. Luo Shuang's wheat-colored body passed through like a nimble lioness and appeared above Lai Mingde's head.

Her legs were spread apart and her muscles were tense.

As her arms exerted force, the cloak in her hand covered Lai Mingde's head.

The latter's newly brewed poison gas was immediately suffocated back into his throat. He struggled violently, but the cloak was made of something unknown, and it was incredibly tough.

Lai Mingde tried several times, but not only did he fail to break free, but his breath was disordered, and he was exposed in panic.

Puff!

The hand axe drew a silver-white arc in the air.

With the sound of leather breaking, Lai Mingde's head flew high, and a large amount of bile-like smelly blood gushed out of his neck.

After getting rid of Lai Mingde in a snap, Luo Shuang did not slow down and rushed towards Hong Jizhen again.

"Idiot!" Hong Jizhen cursed in a low voice.

He and Lai Mingde were just cooperating, and he didn't have much emotion about his death.

"I'm not a waste like Lai Mingde." Looking at Luo Shuang who was approaching him quickly, Hong Jizhen sneered.

His arm was swollen with blood, and the copper ring on it was buzzing.

Bang, punch forward.

Luo Shuang rolled over and fell to the ground, looking down at his slightly swollen and numb arm, with a look of shock on his face.

"This man has such strong horizontal training skills, it's amazing!" Luo Shuang sighed in her heart.

This kind of horizontal training martial artist is powerful in all aspects, while she is a little bit unconventional, she can rely on her body skills and combat experience to deal with it.

But if the other party wants to leave, she will never stop him.

"See you later!" Hong Jizhen seemed quite satisfied with the surprised expression on Luo Shuang's face.

He put his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, laughed three times, and turned to leave this chaotic hillside.

"No need to see you later, it's better for you to die here."

A cold voice came.

A shadow fell, covering Hong Jizhen.

A huge sense of crisis came crashing down, and Hong Jizhen froze in place, not daring to move.

He looked down at the shadow under his feet, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Hong Jizhen was more than two meters and a half tall, and nearly two meters wide. He was already a well-deserved giant among the warriors, known as a walking iron wall. But the shadow cast by the figure behind him could completely cover him, blocking out the sunlight.

What the hell is this monster! ?

Hong Jizhen turned his head sharply, and what he saw was a dark red iron wall.

His expression was stiff, and his face was extremely ugly. He looked up inch by inch, and then up again, and then he saw Su Heng's grinning face, and his hand raised high, as big as a wheel.

Bang!

Su Heng slapped him on the head.

The sharp and piercing horrible howl exploded like the roar of hundreds of beasts.

Hong Jizhen's eyes were torn and white, his face was shaking and rolling, and the copper rings on his body were jingling. He didn't have time to react -

Puff!

His upper body had disappeared out of thin air, leaving only two thick thighs supporting the bloody pelvis and abdomen.

Blood gurgled out, and the ground was dark red.

"Easy to solve."

Su Heng shook his hands, and his strength was running, rubbing off the sticky blood on his fingers.

He took a step forward, but Wang Xinlong and Luo Shuang were shocked. The muscles of the two were tense, and their faces showed a vigilant look.

"Who are you!?" Wang Xinlong asked loudly.

"I am Su Heng, we have met before." Su Heng was a little surprised.

"You..." Wang Xinlong swallowed dryly and looked at the nearly four-meter-tall, half-human, half-dragon monster in front of him.

The figure of Su Heng appeared in his mind.

Comparing the two...

You know what, there are some similarities.

"How did you become like this?" Wang Xinlong let down his guard a little, but still asked in confusion.

"This is a secret method learned from the Eight Phases of Tyrant Dragon." Su Heng was also surprised, "I thought everyone in the Demon Suppression Division knew it."

"I..." Wang Xinlong was so shocked that he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"The Eight Phases of Tyrant Dragon Secret Method has an ancient origin. It is said that it was derived from a world-destroying Tyrant Dragon in Changshengtian. It is already quite remarkable for ordinary people to practice one or two of the true skills to perfection."

Wang Xinlong smiled bitterly, "And if you want to comprehend the secret method from it, you must have all eight phases to do it."

"The only one who can do this in the Demon Suppression Division is Li Daoxuan, the chief. And among the younger generation, only Su Li can see this qualification."

"I am also a rising star of the younger generation." Su Heng reminded seriously.

"Uh..." Wang Xinlong was speechless again.

However, Su Heng himself has not actually achieved this step.

He has only completed the upper part of the Eight Phases Secret Method, and he already has a killer move like the Dragon Form. After a while, the lower part of the Eight Phases Secret Method of Tyrant Dragon will also be practiced and perfected, and deduced to the extreme. How much will the Dragon Form be transformed?

Can it really reproduce the legendary Sky Tyrant Dragon that strikes up to the nine heavens and explores the underworld. Thousands of mountains and rivers are reflected, and the seas are overturned?

Su Heng is looking forward to it.

Tsk!

A lot of smoke came out of his body, distorting the air.

The armored muscles also slowly retracted into the body, and the body adjusted towards the normal human direction.

However, this process was halfway through. A cool breeze blew in the forest, and Su Heng's face changed, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Lend me your pants." Su Heng said in a deep voice.

"..." Wang Xinlong was speechless for the third time.

On the other side.

Luo Shuang seemed to have guessed it long ago.

She sighed and covered her face with her hands.

With a flash of his figure, he disappeared from the spot.