One pound of meat equals one attribute point

"It seems that we are still a step late." Looking at the corpses of Wang Bingquan and Ma Youcai, who looked like human beings, Song Yingchun sighed and shook her head with some regret.

Wang Bingquan was fine.

But Ma Youcai was the insider that the Song family had finally planted in the Demon Suppression Division.

He had worked diligently over the years and had helped their family a lot. But in the end, he ended up like this, which made him feel a little bit sorry.

"Don't blame you." Su Heng persuaded, "They are too weak."

"I gave them a chance. If they were willing to go together, they might have survived."

Looking at his calm and indifferent face, Song Ting clenched his fists and felt a surge of anger in his heart.

He frowned and his neck became slightly thicker.

"What do you think of human life as? Toys? They're all dead, and you're still pretending to be so."

"What else..." Su Heng spread his hands, "Betrayal always comes at a price."

His eyes lingered on Song Ting's face, "I remember you. You were there when I killed Hong Wendao."

"That really flattered me." Song Ting responded with a fake smile.

"Then..."

Su Heng said, "Are you here to avenge Hong Wendao?"

"Yes!" Song Ting said loudly.

"Since you've seen the scene when I took action, do you still think you can threaten me?" Su Heng tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face.

Song Ting clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "Brother Wendao has done me a favor. At most, I will return his life to him. Besides, martial arts is the principle of the weak defeating the strong. If you don't even have the courage to challenge the strong, then what have you learned from all these years of hard work and practice?"

"Very good..." Su Heng smiled and clapped his hands, "I admire your courage."

"As a reward, I allow you to make the first move. Let me see your determination to avenge your brother." Su Heng paused for a moment, his mouth twitched, and his smile became even wider, "Don't let me down."

"Hmph!"

Song Ting sneered, "I want to see if you can still have the last laugh with my two brothers working together!"

He shook his arms violently, and his wide sleeves tore.

Several golden rings were wrapped around his strong and powerful forearms, making a clanging sound.

Bang, bang, bang!

He made several poses in succession.

The clothes on his body were shattered into pieces, turning into tattered cloth strips that fluttered away.

The body of a normal human body, as the power was running, quickly expanded and became more and more congested, and in the blink of an eye it exceeded two meters.

The muscles on the body were like the roots of an old tree, intertwined and looked majestic and strong.

"Huh!!!"

After adjusting his state to the peak.

Song Ting looked stern, took a step forward, and punched Su Heng hard.

This punch was open and closed, and looked ordinary, without any fancy variables, but the hidden power in it continued to gather, rotate, and increase pressure during the process of exerting force. Until a heavy hammer-like shadow was formed on the front of the fist, driving the airflow and falling towards the center of Su Heng's chest.

"The Song family's ancestral power of collapsing mountains and rocks is really good." Su Heng's eyes flashed with praise.

If it is just about the realm of cultivation.

Song Ting should be the first realm of the demon fetus, and the blood exchange is complete.

If he can break through to the second stage, the five internal organs realm, he will be a real family master level.

But even so, with the help of some special skills, the power gathered in Song Ting's fist is more than three times that of normal blood exchange.

In terms of total power alone, it is enough to rival some weaker five-organ masters.

Unfortunately...

This little power still poses no threat to Su Heng.

Snap!

Su Heng stretched out his big hand and clenched it forward.

Song Ting's full-strength punch was blocked steadily by him, and the whole fist was also wrapped by the big hand.

The two forces collided and squeezed in the air, and then exploded with a bang, and white mist lines shot out in all directions.

Su Heng broke through the power blockade on Song Ting.

Five fingers as thick as copper pillars grasped Song Ting's wrist.

If they fought normally, Song Ting's arm would still be in danger and would be crushed alive by Su Heng's terrifying wrist strength.

But Song Ting seemed to be prepared.

It is unknown what kind of metal the ring on the wrist is made of.

Injected with power, it is extremely hard. Su Heng could easily tear apart the fingers made of refined steel, but he only slightly twisted and deformed them.

Su Heng's moves were just as fast.

Since he couldn't crush it, then--

He exerted a little force with his arms, and Song Ting's body, which was more than two meters tall, was lifted up and smashed down like a toy.

Bang!

There was a loud noise.

Dust and smoke splashed on the ground, and a huge pit appeared.

Large pieces of gravel and soil were scattered, and the dense forests on both sides of the open space swayed, making rustling sounds, and flocks of birds flapped their wings and disappeared into the sky.

The smoke dispersed, and the flying gravel fell back to the ground.

In the pit more than two meters deep under his feet, Song Ting folded his arms and legs to form a protective posture to relieve force.

And large patches of dark brown fish scales appeared on his arms, shoulders, back, etc., and his two ears became strange pointed ears like elves.

"A demon skeleton that can increase the body's defense capabilities."

Su Heng was stunned, then laughed, "No wonder his strength is so much stronger than opponents of the same level."

"What a pity..."

The smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes were stern.

He raised his leg and stepped down hard. The force wrapped around his foot was like a raging fire, driving up the thick smoke and causing the surrounding grass to droop.

It is conceivable that if such a kick is actually stepped on the body.

Even a strong man must be broken into two pieces on the spot.

Just before Su Heng's kick fell, Song Yingchun, who had been hiding, finally took action.

Accompanied by a sharp roar like the roar of a hundred beasts, his body turned into a black line and his speed increased dramatically.

The whole body's strength is concentrated on the fingertips of the palm, forming a cone-like shape.

Accompanied by wisps of white air, he patted Su Heng's waist.

boom!

Su Heng blocked with his elbow.

As the invisible air waves spread, the clothes on his upper body were torn apart.

His kick also deflected and landed in the air, but was dodged by Song Ting at the critical moment.

Within three meters, the ground shook violently.

The stones shattered and the soil turned into powder.

Song Ting stood up and stood in the distance, panting violently, then reached out and wiped his face.

He opened his hand and suddenly found that his palm was bright red.

This is a powerful explosion, throwing up tiny pebbles.

Cutting across the cheek, directly breaking through the defense.

"Hiss..." Song Ting's eyes turned red, "Kill this monster!"

He folded his arms, and the metal rings on his arms collided with each other, exploding a translucent sound wave ripple, and rushed towards Su Heng.

Song Ting and Song Yingchun.

The former is thick and has high defense, while the latter is fast and has strong penetration.

In addition, the two are twin brothers and have lived together since childhood, and they have a tacit understanding of each other.

The three of them stood together, moving around and pulling out numerous phantoms. Whether it is an ancient tree hugged by several people or a boulder over two meters high covered with moss, if it is touched or rubbed, it will explode and shatter.

Suddenly, there was a constant muffled sound in the forest.

Thousands of birds flapped their wings and flew high into the sky, while the beasts trembled and feared.

As time passed, the gap between the three people gradually widened.

The strength in Su Heng's body seemed to be endless, and he still looked like he was able to win with ease even now.

Song Ting and Song Yingchun had to rely on close cooperation to resist.

Moreover, their energy was exhausted too quickly and their momentum was exhausted.

Finally - bang!

Su Heng's face turned cold and he punched out of thin air.

The terrifying fist force squeezed the air, and a dense white shock wave burst out.

Rows of big trees in front of them burst open, debris flew everywhere, and a deep ravine with rolling soil appeared on the ground.

And at the end of the ravine.

A raised and steep mountain wall cracked inch by inch, cracks spread, and collapsed into a huge pit.

The moonlight was as shrill as frost. Song Ting and Song Yingchun stopped at the same time, glanced sideways behind them, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and felt a coldness rising up against their backs.

"Damn it!" Song Ting cursed in his heart.

With a casual punch, the earth collapsed and the mountains were destroyed. Such tyrannical and unreasonable destructive power was too exaggerated.

"You are almost reaching your limit." Su Heng did not pursue the victory, but said coldly, "If you only have this ability, how can you avenge Hong Dao?"

He frowned, and a bloody light flashed in his eyes, "Could it be that you two are playing tricks on me!?"

"You are indeed very strong, but strength does not mean everything in this world."

It was obvious that he was at an absolute disadvantage and was exhausted, but there was no sign of urgency on Song Ting's face, instead there was a faint smile.

"Look around you, idiot!" Song Yingchun said loudly.

"Um?"

Su Heng frowned, seeming to notice something.

Swish, swish, swish!

The moment he raised his head, streaks of blood rushed out from the dense forest.

Scarlet vines as thick as an adult's wrist, covered with spikes and barbs, wrapped around Su Heng's hands and feet.

Su Heng struggled a little harder.

He actually couldn't pull these vines off his body.

"This is..." He detected a hint of demonic aura from the vines, but it was not strong. And there should be no other living things in the surrounding environment.

"This is a formation built with the remains of bloodthirsty demon vines."

Song Ting tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and his strong and majestic body landed on a branch. With his back to the bright moon, he looked down at Su Heng.

"The bloodthirsty demonic vine is not only invulnerable to water and fire, but also extremely tough. But more importantly, as long as it is entangled by the demonic vine, the warrior's strength will be suppressed and sucked away, making it difficult to operate." Song Ting explained with a smile, " The bloodthirsty demonic vine can be said to be the nemesis of warriors and the treasure of our Song family.”

"Really?" Su Heng tried to use his strength and found that there was a lot of lag.

"Kill!" Song Ting swallowed a secret potion that stimulated his potential, and a large number of spiderweb-like scarlet blood vessels appeared on his body.

"Take his life now, don't let him recover!" Song Ting shouted, and Song Yingchun immediately followed.

The two of them crossed each other, one on the left and the other on the right.

Killed towards Su Heng again.