A quarter of an hour later, all the demons were reduced to pulp, not even a single intact body.

Because Fu Heng also added the true meaning of the lightless sword when he practiced his sword skills, most of the flesh and blood were swallowed up by the deep darkness, and the flesh and blood here were not complete. But even so, the blood still infected the red carpet that had been laid in the hall, leaving a dull color on it.

Hiss.

Suddenly, there was a creepy sucking sound, and the dark red hue on the carpet disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned bright red again.

Fu Heng felt something, and looked at the pitch-black seat in the distance again, only to see that there was a black-armored person on it gradually condensed from a faint phantom. And looking at the face of the black-armored man, it turned out to be the goal of Fu Heng's trip-the map.

Such a strange scene will have some drums in the hearts of ordinary people, but Fu Heng is not comparable to ordinary people, confirming that the other party's breath is good, there is no nonsense to take a step forward, Chongjun shot again.

With the incomparable wind pressure, the space emitted an overwhelming sound, and the spider web cracks that could be discerned by the naked eye outlined the trajectory of the heavy sword's fall, directly depicting the top of the black armor's head.

The figure of the black armor figure suddenly solidified under this pressure, and he held the blade of the sword that Fu Heng had cut off with one hand. But although the sword was held, the huge force on the sword smashed down, as if the pitch-black seat made of stainless steel exploded into powder with a bang, and the black armor on the body of the sword was also shattered piece by piece.

He himself snorted, and a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, and he was originally weird and terrifying, and under this unimaginable power, his reality was undoubtedly exposed.

This is mainly because the heavy sword is too deceptive, although its huge volume is as large as a door panel, but it is only one or two thousand catties at most when it is cast in ordinary steel, but the deep sea scale iron is much heavier than ordinary steel, and it is aggravated by Wei Hong's technique and inscription, and the overall amount reaches 10,000 catties.

And this is just the weight of the sword itself, with Fu Heng's strength, the sword is at least more than 100,000 catties.

Eating this blow, the originally mechanical gaze of the image gradually condensed fiercely, and the force in his hand actually pushed the heavy sword back.

Fu Heng was a little surprised at this time, although he didn't use all his strength to test it just now, he had to weigh at least seventy or eighty thousand catties. With the Eastern Wilderness system, superproducts who are not good at strength may be killed under this blow.

It was already very impressive for Fu Henggao to be able to block this sword head-on, and he could still push it back, could it be that he was a super product who was good at strength.

Although the two of them have been cellmates for a short time, Fu Heng really doesn't know what kind of secret technique the Tempo is good at, and he doesn't know what grade he is.

But now it seems that there is more to it than that. Of course, it may be that he has improved in the past two years, after all, it is relatively easy to be promoted by relying on the system of fusing soul cards to improve his strength. But no matter what, the current map is worth facing Fu Heng.

Therefore, after the first sword, Fu Heng twisted his waist to exert his strength, and the second sword came, and the strength was greater than that of the first sword, so he smashed it down alive, and he was about to smash the figure into a pulp.

There was no gap between the two swords at all, as if he didn't need to charge at all, and he didn't need to buffer at all, the heavy sword the size of the door panel turned into light and shadow, up and down, and then brought up and down the unrivaled wind pressure and left it again.

Seeing this scene, the cold face couldn't help twitching at the corners of his eyes, and he didn't have to think about it, this sword couldn't be hard-connected.

His entire body suddenly exploded into black mist and scattered in all directions, but it converged and reshaped ten zhang behind Fu Heng, and he could dodge this fatal sword.

It's just that this dodge is full of embarrassment, and the terrifying demon king-like momentum that has just been created is gone.

Fu Heng didn't care about these, as a martial arts master, the move could naturally be released, and the original momentum of rushing forward was a step, completely contrary to common sense, and the step was very large, and it crossed the distance of seven or eight zhang, and at the same time, the sword in his hand changed to twist his waist and reverse it, and he swung towards the figure behind him with a sweep of thousands of troops.

This sword is not only extremely fast, but the blade is faintly darkened, as if the light is distorted by the power of the behemoth, and the lightless sword intent is attached to it.

Seeing that the figure would never be able to dodge this blow, suddenly countless red silk threads flew out from the red carpet under Fu Heng's feet, tightly wrapping around Fu Heng's arm, making the sword in his hand pause slightly, and the figure took advantage of the situation to jump back and dodge, landing fifteen zhang away from Fu Heng, keeping a safe distance.

Fu Heng's movements were not sluggish at all, he flipped his wrist like a flowing cloud, circled the blade of the sword, cut off all the red silk threads that seemed to be extremely tough, and returned them to the red carpet on the ground.

A scream came from the red carpet, the bright red color quickly faded, and Yu Yitu condensed into a puddle of red mud-like monsters around him, and seven or eight tentacles held the parts that should be legs and feet, and gently stroked them.

"It's you, how could it be you? How can you be alive?"

A voice of surprise sounded from the mouth of the figure, and the strange state of unconsciousness in his eyes disappeared, and he seemed to have a bit of a human breath. and recognized Fu Heng in the electric light and flint that had just been fought.

"You're surprised I'm alive?"

Fu Heng didn't pursue, just looked at the figure with such a strange expression. He had wanted to put on a playful face to match what he was saying, but now he didn't know what to do with it.

Because the scene in front of him is really a bit beyond his imagination.

The first is the Tempo, the former enemy in his eyes, who can no longer be regarded as a human being, and the evil aura that can almost be discerned with the naked eye, as well as the ritual that has just been destroyed by himself, seem to explain something.

The second is this so-called "trap", he originally thought that it was deliberately set by the image to learn the news that he was chasing, but now it seems that there may be some mistakes, this ritual is indeed a trap, but it seems that it is not for himself, but for someone else.

"The fact that you were able to escape from the Kuroshio is indeed beyond my imagination. ”

Despite saying words of surprise, Ke Yantu's expression didn't change much, he wasn't pretending to be cold, but he could only look like this.

"Actually, you surprised me, you have reached super ...... in a short period of time No, it's not a super product, it should be a ruin-level demon. ”

Fu Heng's face was quite complicated, he had seen many people who were infected by evil qi and had no choice but to alienate, but it was the first time he had seen him take the initiative to demonize himself. It can be seen that the Tempo was in collusion with demons at a very early age.

Originally, he thought that the people who were assigned to the Great Glacier for the crime of colluding with demons were all wronged, and they were all reluctant to let their relatives be infected and alienated by evil spirits, and did some irrational things, so they were sent there to clarify their thoughts, who knew that there were really people who were not wronged.

"Envy?" not only did his expression not change, but his tone was also quite relaxed, as if these were really what he had been pursuing.

"Strong strength, lofty status, the eyes of everyone, don't you want to be moved by all of these things. ”

He shook his palms as if he was feeling his own power, and the expression on his face finally began to change slightly, becoming crazy and bloodthirsty.

Fu Heng's face was a little heavy, guessing was one thing, and hearing the image take the initiative to admit it was another. There are really people in this world who take the initiative to collude with demons in pursuit of power, which is simply incredible.

You must know that the demons of the Eastern Wilderness are irrational, only chaotic, crazy, and bloodthirsty. If you're in a good mood, you may be able to tease the humans you raise, and if you're in a bad mood, you can eat humans as food at any time, and it's not enough to describe the madness of this practice with a tiger.

But I don't know whether to say that the map is lucky or unlucky, after Jun Yue pulled out the Blood Moon Knife, the Eastern Wilderness has changed greatly, although the original chaotic and bloodthirsty demons have disappeared in large numbers, but the surviving part has gradually gained reason and knows how to compromise with others. He even took the initiative to help "people in need" turn into demons.

Fu Heng didn't know what words to use to evaluate this.

"By the way, you don't feel it, you've never been despised or looked down upon, this feeling of being in the spotlight is at your fingertips, why? Why do they want to listen to you...... Why do they all support you...... Obviously, I am the boss, and I am the city lord......"

The jaw map was still chattering, and at the same time, his eyes became red, and gradually thickened to the point that he seemed to drip blood.

"Hey," Fu Heng sighed, these demons are still crazy and chaotic things in nature, and there is no pleasure of revenge at all for killing this kind of thing.

Thinking about it this way, he didn't hesitate in his hand, the heavy sword brought a gust of wind pressure, and shot again, but instead of facing the all-out outburst and charging Fengtu and the red clay monster that assisted the attack, it swept towards a white jade pillar beside him.

The white jade pillar burst in response, sending up a puff of smoke and dust, which gathered into an unknown monster composed of rocks all over its body.

"Sure enough, with the addition of the map, there are three ruin-level demons. ”

This lineup can be said to be quite luxurious, and the super-grade powerhouses are all coming and going, and they can even be called the god level, but they are still a little inadequate for Fu Heng. He is a real martial arts master, and he is not as simple as an ordinary martial arts master.

The experience in the Kuroshio has made his state of mind have changed qualitatively, and it is not false that there is a great terror and a great opportunity between life and death.

It was by relying on this great terror and the death of the little mermaid that he completely comprehended the mystery of the family heirloom lightless sword and understood what the real lightless darkness was.

Asking Wei Hong to help build the Chongjun Sword is to exercise himself and make up for the last shortcomings of his sword intent.

He has now touched that layer of heaven and man, and the reason why he can't break through it is entirely because of the knot in his heart about the death of the little shark girl, so he will intentionally or unintentionally lead everything to the figure and link him to the direct cause of the death of the little shark girl. In vain, he tried to get the relief of this knot by killing him, and took the final step.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to slash the heavy sword in his hand, and as soon as he struck, it was the strongest mastery he had learned during this period of time-the darkness of no light.