Seeing the two of them grinding and grinding, Situ Heng's face sank, and he shouted: "How can a rotten grass be a spirit grass? What are Tema still doing there! If you don't hurry up, you make a mistake, be careful that the deity will throw you into the swamp to feed the crocodiles!" With a "brush", he showed his blade and put on a fighting posture.

The two yellow-level battle generals were scolded, and because of the strength of the war king, they could only reluctantly turn around and walk in the direction of the dirt slope.

Situ Heng saw that the two of them were venting their dissatisfaction while walking, and their spirits were in a state of slipping, so they followed like a silent hunting dog.

The two of them were unconscious, and one of the yellow-level generals had anger in his eyes, and said to the other in a low voice: "Wang Yong, this spirit grass was discovered by us together, and we will definitely swallow it alone if he breaks it up now!"

The sly look in Wang Yong's eyes flashed, and he provoked, "Zhang Shicheng, don't you want to get a piece of the pie?"

Zhang Shicheng also simply: "The difference between me, you and his cultivation is too big, and I am not his opponent when I fight, no matter how many fruits of this spirit grass are, I am afraid that I will not have a chance with you...... What a pity!"

"That's not necessarily, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and Situ Heng's back is not long-eyed, when he is unprepared, you and I join forces to raid, how about killing people and grabbing treasures?" asked Wang Yong with a serious face.

"No, no, the King of War is definitely not something that the two of us can match, I can't even lose my life!" At the mention of the King of War, a faint uneasiness lingered in Zhang Shicheng's heart, making his face solemn, and he was extremely careful when he spoke.

Although Zhang Shicheng was dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't dare to say anything. The two of them brandished their blades and slashed to the sides, venting their dissatisfaction.

"Ahh

Suddenly there was a scream, Wang Yong's chest instantly "swelled" and exploded, and a blood hole with a large bowl mouth appeared, and blood shot out in all directions, and then a hand poked out from it, he was actually attacked by Situ Heng who was following behind, and slapped through the back with a palm, and his heart was grabbed alive and pinched in his bloody hand!

Wang Yong's warm beating heart was held in Situ Heng's hand, and blood flowed down his fingers, this scene was bloody and terrifying, Wang Yong's body, who had lost his heart, twitched stiffly a few times, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"You...... You...... Dare to kill people for the sake of swallowing the spirit grass alone!" Zhang Shicheng's frightened face turned pale and trembled, and with his heart-rending scream, he reached out and put the Remnant Cloud Sword across his chest.

Situ Heng said sharply: "I wanted to take the spirit grass and then solve you, I don't want you two things who don't know life and death to dare to calculate the deity first, you can also go with him!"

It was too late, it was too late, a trace of ruthless luster flashed in Situ Heng's eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, a powerful hybrid combat power burst out from his body, and with a wave of his hand, he pulled out a thick-backed blood-colored Decepticon from behind his back.

He exerted his speed to the extreme, pounced towards Zhang Shicheng, and instantly bullied forward, the sword flashed, and he slashed down with all his strength.

As Situ Heng slashed out, almost at the same time, Zhang Shicheng was also startled, he reacted extremely quickly, roared, and shook the remnant cloud sword in his hand to meet it.

At the same time, he reached out and patted his waist, and shouted in a low voice: "Ten thousand shields!" A cyan shield the size of a pot lid was suddenly held in his hand.

Situ Heng shouted, "Look for death!"

"Boom!", the swords collided, the fire splashed everywhere, like a thunderclap on the ground, and the huge concussive force from the blade slashing the sword body made Zhang Shicheng's arm sore, and the tiger's mouth in his left hand shook open, "Dang Chang!" There was a piercing loud sound, and the three-foot Qingfeng was cut into two from it, and the body suddenly lost its balance.

Rao is so, the huge blade is full of fierce momentum, the blade roars unabated, slashing down the surface of the shield, and a cold light flashes, like a match, dazzling.

Burst!

There was a soft sound.

Zhang Shicheng's left arm was directly cut off!

A blood arrow erupted from the broken shoulder, bringing out a large amount of qi and blood......

"Ahh

A miserable cry came out of Zhang Shicheng's mouth.

He knew that he was invincible, and wanted to run in the direction of the cliff and go to Shangguan Xing for help. But the way out has long been sealed by Situ Heng. There was nowhere to escape, and in a panic, he didn't dare to turn his head back, and ran desperately in the direction of the dirt slope.

That's definitely faster than a rabbit!

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!"

Situ Heng raised his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a true qi pierced through the air like a sharp arrow, and quickly plunged into Zhang Shicheng's left shoulder. With a "bang", the shield in his hand came out of his hand and rolled down the slope to the shore of the swamp.

Situ Heng was about to chase and kill, when suddenly a strange fragrance hit, and when he looked back, he saw that the seven fruits in the middle of the one-legged purple golden lotus were already the size of a fist, and the color changed from bright red to golden all over the body, and the fruity fragrance was overflowing, several times thicker than at the beginning...... This is obviously the appearance of the fruit is about to ripen and fall, and if you don't take it, you are afraid that it will fall into the swamp and be swallowed by fish and shrimp.

It turns out that the ripening period of the one-legged purple lotus is particularly fast by the elixir, the purple stem as thin as the thumb is as thick as a child's arm for a moment, and after the fruit is ripe, the fragrance is not only deep, but also penetrates the nose and heart, and even the leaves begin to fall off one by one.

"How can I give up such a good opportunity! After taking the spirit grass, I will kill you again!" Situ Heng snorted, his eyes tightened, and he resolutely gave up the pursuit of Zhang Shicheng, and his entire figure instantly turned into a streamer and pounced on the one-legged purple golden lotus.

Han Xing's breath-holding support in the water has reached the limit, waiting in the water is long, ten breaths underwater is like a quarter of an hour on land, it feels very uncomfortable to be buried by a swamp mud and rockflow, but the wait is also worth it, seeing Situ Heng and the three of them killing each other, my heart is very happy!

But in an instant, I felt that something was wrong... What's going on with his grandmother dropping?

Why did this kid kill farther and farther, can he come back?

Could it be that he can pinch this kid?

I calculated that there was an ambush in the swamp to stay away from this place...... Can it be so accurate?

Han Xing watched dumbfounded in the water, his mouth was open like a hippopotamus, and he didn't even know that the reed stem straw fell silently...... I almost choked to death with a mouthful of water, so I quickly put the straw back into my mouth and let out a long sigh of relief.

Wait......

Wait!

Lao Tzu gritted his teeth and insisted, waiting patiently...... Lao Tzu doesn't believe that the dog has the truth that he has lost his legs when he sees the bones!

Han Xing judged that this kid would not give up this strange flower that looked like a spirit grass and leave, only in this way could he have the opportunity to carry out a surprise attack, increase the success rate of himself and Yin Ling, and cut down the war king who had cultivated to a few levels higher than himself, and he only had one chance to make a move!

The attack must be ruthless, the knife must be fast, and the blow is fatal.

It's yourself who drags mud and water to death!

After a while, Han Xing found that Situ Heng gave up chasing Zhang Shicheng and let him flee towards the slope, while he returned with lightning and rushed straight to this side.

Han Xing's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he hurriedly held the burning stick tightly in his hand, adjusted his breathing, and calmed his emotions.

Soon, Situ Heng came flutteringly, only a zhang away from him, this distance, Han Xing is confident that he can kill or seriously injure the other party with a single stick!

But thinking about it again, the other party's cultivation is too high, and the slightest disturbance will definitely expose himself, and he can't scare this kid back!

What I want is a thunderous blow that kills him completely, not seriously injured!

Wait!

"Here we go!" One step, two steps, three steps┅┅"

Han Xing tried his best to expand the scope of his divine sense, filtering out the sound of the underwater breastswimming fish chasing and the sound of the wind and grass on the shore, and silently counting the steps in his heart to judge the distance with himself, so as to grasp the best time to shoot!

At this moment, it was as if there was no sound in heaven and earth, and everything was silent, only the sound of footsteps stepping into the swamp and the sound of his own heartbeat.

He was about to make a move, his heart suddenly tensed, but there was no panic in his eyes!

Situ Heng's body turned into a phantom, stepped on the duckweed moss, and swept forward quickly, without any pause between movements.

At this moment, as if the seven spirit fruits were beckoning to him, Situ Heng suddenly stretched out his arm, and just when his hand just touched the fruit, he suddenly felt the water rolling under his feet, and his pupils contracted violently, waiting to be reflected......

A long howl sounded like a wolf howl from the bottom of the water until mid-air......

Han Xing suddenly spiraled and jumped up, spinning quickly like a tornado, forming a huge whirlpool behind him, and the person in the eye of the wind was like an arrow from the string, flying from the bottom of the water, and the burning stick in his hand exuded a strong breath of death, as if it could poke a hole in the sky, and cut it down in an instant, silently......

only heard a "click", Situ Heng suddenly had a tingling pain in his abdomen, which made him feel broken.

In a heart-rending scream of "Ah!", Situ Heng even poked out his intestines, and the aura outside his body flashed, turning around and flying forward, about to flee frantically.

"I want to leave now, it's too late, you leave me behind!" Han Xing took a step forward, raised his hand, and the incomparable hybrid combat power ran through his palm, and his left hand slapped down on his head, and at the same time, his right hand slammed the burning stick fiercely!

"Han Xing, it's your ......"

"You, die!"

Without waiting for Situ Heng to finish speaking, the burning stick inserted into his abdomen erupted with more powerful power, "boom", a deep sound, directly shook his abdomen, and Han Xing's left palm also slapped down, "click", and the huge head was smashed to pieces.

Situ Heng immediately fell.

In just two breaths, another war king was killed by Han Xing's sneak attack!

The plan of the bones to lure the dog seems to be 'clumsy', but it works, and under the sudden attack, it really makes Situ Heng unavoidable......

There is only one dead end!

Just as Situ Heng fell, an angry roar came from the hole in the center of the swampy lake, and this low roar seemed to be mixed with the hesitation, unwillingness, and greedy rage of the powerful forager in the hidden cave.

Han Xing couldn't be sure what kind of danger was hidden in the black hole in the middle of the swamp, but the fear that came from his heart was definitely more than the breath of any war king!

The most sinister and long-awaited situation has finally arrived......