One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Su Li and Xiao Qing looked at each other and immediately had an idea.

Since they were not looking for him, they should find a way to leave as soon as possible and avoid unnecessary trouble.

The strength of the man in the bamboo hat was quite strong.

And behind him, in the woods outside, there were a number of rotten corpses hiding, which brought a huge sense of oppression.

They were not as strong as Su Heng.

In such a situation.

They still had to find a way to ensure their own safety first.

"Go!" The man in the bamboo hat waved his hand and gave an order in a cold voice, "Kill them all!"

Swish!

In an instant, black shadows rushed out from both sides behind the man.

At the same time, the walls on both sides of the land temple also collapsed, and seven or eight rotten corpses surrounded them, blocking the way for Su Li and others.

The main target of the man in the bamboo hat was still Xu Ziyi and her brother.

The strength of these two people was also unexpected.

They crossed the limit of the human body and reached the realm of demon form. The elder sister held a thin short knife in each hand, while the younger brother had a brass knuckle made of special metal in his hand. Facing the siege of more than a dozen rotten corpses, although they dodged left and right and were surrounded by danger, they did not suffer any damage for a while and barely held on.

"Now, let's go!"

Su Li snorted, his eyes were sharp, and suddenly he rushed to the right.

The upright and peaceful, vigorous Qingmu long force was injected into the long sword in his hand, and the sword light was about a foot long.

Bang!

The sword light fell on the neck of the rotten corpse, and there was a sound of metal colliding.

Feeling the huge recoil force coming from the hilt of the sword, Su Li's tiger mouth was slightly numb, and her expression was surprised.

She had never expected that these severely rotten corpses in front of her were so hard, as if they were cast from copper and iron.

But Su Li was not a weak person.

She quickly calmed her mind, injected more strength into the long sword, and the sword light surged.

With a muffled "puff", the sword blade slashed into the neck along the gap just cut, and a large handful of black and smelly blood gushed out, and the head of the corpse rolled down. Then there was another muffled sound, and the tall body of the corpse fell in front of Su Li.

The originally careful encirclement suddenly had a gap, and Su Li could see the bushes outside the land temple swaying back and forth in the wind.

"Go!"

She was really relieved and was about to take Xiaoqing away.

On the other side, Xu Ziyi, who was trapped in the heavy encirclement, was a little anxious when she saw this situation.

Just now, they relied on Xiaoqing and Su Li to help them share the pressure, so they could barely hold on. If Su Li successfully escaped, then they would be surrounded by the remaining corpses, and there would be only one way to go. They have already escaped here, and she will never allow all the previous efforts to be wasted.

"Bang!"

Xu Ziyi reached into her pocket and flicked her fingers.

A purple sphere the size of a peanut swept across the flickering flames and exploded at the corner of Su Li's clothes.

The situation in the land temple was in chaos, and Su Li's mind was completely focused on how to break through, so he didn't notice this insignificant thing.

But the rotten corpses beside him noticed it.

The rotten corpses were originally besieging Xu Ziyi and the other person, but now they were attracted by a strange smell and turned to attack Su Li.

Swish!

The sharp claws fell with a strong wind.

Caught off guard, a scratch appeared on Su Li's arm.

A little white skin was exposed, and there was a three-inch long wound on the upper arm. The wound was not deep, but the surrounding flesh and blood was dark red, and it also exuded a pungent smell, an obvious sign of poisoning.

Su Li felt dizzy.

She gritted her teeth, her face pale, and could only forcibly suppress it with Qingmu Changsheng Gong, which made her feel a little better.

Qingmu Changsheng Gong has the effect of detoxification and healing, but it is accompanied by a large amount of energy consumption.

And after such a delay just now.

The gap that finally appeared was blocked by the rotten corpse in an instant, and they had to distract themselves to suppress the toxins. The situation of Su Li and Xiao Qing suddenly became not optimistic.

"This energy, Qingmu Changsheng Gong!" The masked man also recognized the origin of Su Li's skills.

"You are from the Demon Suppression Division!" He first spoke with gritted teeth, and hatred flashed in his snake-like dark yellow pupils.

"Good! Very good! Very good!" The masked man laughed wildly, "I didn't expect that I, Jin Yu, could have such a harvest. Wait until I have a good time with the two of you, and then soak you into corpse prostitutes. There will definitely be many people in the Tianyao League who will like you."

"What did you just say to soak into?" A cold voice suddenly sounded in the masked man's ears.

His laughter stopped abruptly, and he slowly turned sideways and raised his head, only then did he see Su Heng's expressionless face.

The next moment - bang!

Su Heng casually slapped Jin Yu, and the bandage wrapped around his face broke into pieces.

His rotten flesh trembled violently, and the pus on his face burst open, spurting out juice, and his bones crackled. The whole person shot out like an arrow from a bow, even leaving a shadow under the bright moonlight, and then hit a big tree in the distance.

This man seemed to be thin, but his physical fitness was surprisingly good.

He was not dead after being slapped by Su Heng, and was still breathing, but he could only breathe.

His neck was twisted at a strange angle, and he was close to paralysis. He was relying on the powerful vitality given by the demon to hang on to his last breath.

"Don't be happy too soon... Someone... will... avenge me!" Jin Yu spat out blood, looking at Su Heng who was walking towards him step by step, his bloody face full of madness.

"Oh?" Su Heng raised his eyebrows, "Are you talking about these people?"

He slightly raised the object in his other hand, just at this time, the wind was surging, and a bright moonlight fell, shining on Su Heng.

Jin Yu stopped talking, and the madness and hatred on his face turned into despair in an instant.

In Su Heng's hand, there were five heads strung together.

The faces of these five heads were frozen with expressions of despair and horror. Their temples were pierced by strong finger force, strung on a vine as thick as a finger, and were casually hung in Su Heng's hand. As Su Heng's steps rose and fell, the five heads swayed back and forth, and smelly blood plasma was falling from the broken necks continuously.

"It seems that your companions died earlier than you." Seeing the desperate expression on Jin Yu's face, Su Heng slowly smiled.

Click!

He stretched out his hand and pressed on the top of Jin Yu's head, rotating it 360 degrees like opening a bottle cap.

The ugly, pus-filled head of this demon was taken off by Su Heng and thrown into the nearby bushes.

Then Su Heng's figure flashed, bringing a strong wind, flying forward, and his fingertips touched the foreheads of those rotten corpses, and the latter's heads exploded one after another, bursting out a large piece of smelly blood mist.

The originally noisy mountain temple finally slowly quieted down.

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