Fu Heng walked towards the dock fort in the center, and the rags around his body were thrown away by him, revealing a slightly shabby but quite clean moon-white shirt, and the giant sword on his shoulder gradually faded and slid into his hand. If his appearance just now was unremarkable, now his appearance is a bit alarming.

As for why it is "a little", it is mainly because no one believes that someone will directly make trouble in everyone's hinterland, and the door-shaped giant sword in Fu Heng's hand really doesn't look like a sword.

The eight sergeants in strong uniforms who were guarding the gate of the dock fort saw Fu Heng approaching, and first looked at each other for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "Stop, what are you doing?"

Fu Heng's expression remained unchanged, his eyes turned around on the fire gun held in the hands of the first two, and the killing intent in his heart was even hotter, and he didn't answer, and directly slashed out with a sword.

This sword was incredibly fast, as if ignoring the existence of distance, it disappeared directly in Fu Heng's hands, and suddenly flashed in front of the eight sergeants, slashing them into sixteen sections, and then Fu Heng's figure appeared behind the giant sword like a flashing fragment, in the gate of the dock fort.

There were other officers on duty at the door, and they looked up in surprise at the changes that had taken place at the door, and the surprise on their faces gradually turned into horror.

Another person saw Fu Heng's face clearly, and the three words "Boss Fu" blurted out directly, causing Fu Heng's expression to move slightly, but his movements did not stop, and before those on duty who wanted to step forward to intercept or want to report to the dock fort reacted, the giant sword slashed out again.

This sword was heavier and faster than before, but there was no strange sound of any wind, not only that, but even the shouts in the mouths of those who wanted to escape to report the news seemed to be blocked by some abnormal force, and no sound came out, and the whole scene was like a pantomime.

On the tip of the azure blue giant sword, there is a deep black emergence, the black is rich and silent, as if it can swallow everything of the black hole, the truth seems to be the same, whether it is the person who wants to resist, or the person who wants to escape and watch, they can't help but crash towards the tip of the sword, even if the secret technique they subconsciously cast is torn apart by an inexplicable force, reduced to the most basic energy, and sucked into the deep black hole.

After a while, looking at the person who fell to the ground, Fu Heng sighed, some things really can't be pretended. Because of Grace's death, he was full of resentment, thinking that everyone deserved to die, and even pretended to be very ruthless all the time, but when he really did it, he relented, except for the few accomplices at the door who he recognized as indeed the accomplices of the map, everyone else turned the blade at the last moment and knocked him unconscious, without hurting the killer.

He complained about his soft-heartedness as he walked down the stairs to the second floor.

Regarding the dock wall, Fu Heng is still relatively familiar, whether it is in the Twelve Cities or in the Ice Castle, which can be seen everywhere. This is mainly because of the regional characteristics of the Eastern Wilderness, in ancient times it was the front line to resist the demons, and later it was banned by the Blood Moon Knife, and it was a constant war, the existence of this kind of building is for war, so under normal circumstances, the first floor is generally a war road, and the second floor will appear above the residential area and office area.

The wall of this dock is small, only three floors, but all kinds of facilities are still complete, Fu Heng estimated that he should work on the third floor.

Silently solving the people in the way on the first floor, he came to the second floor, and sure enough, half of the transportation road and half of the residential area here have been converted into office spaces and residences for various clerks just because of need.

Fu Heng didn't have any superfluous movements, nor did he have the mind to peek into the environment on the second floor, and went straight to the steps on the third floor, and all the people who found him on the way knocked him down with one blow, ensuring that the other party couldn't send any warning message.

The stairs on the third floor are at the end of the corridor on the second floor, where there are still a few soldiers with firearms guarding them, Fu Heng even saw a few familiar faces among them, the original soft-hearted mood was burned out by the anger that rose in an instant, and a charge of the scolding just came out, and he was about to pick up the soldiers who aimed at him with the firearms in his hands, and all the corpses were divided.

Then he built up the stairs step by step, heading towards the third floor.

The third floor was a little different from what he had imagined, and as soon as he climbed the stairs, there was a vast hall, with a red carpet and white jade pillars. There are almost dozens of white jade pillars, and they are carved with exquisite spiral patterns and other reliefs.

There are fire demons with four arms and red bodies, disgusting monsters with human heads and centipede bodies, and terrifying demons with sheep's heads and bats and wings covered in pitch black, in short, all kinds of chaotic monsters seem to be found here.

These sculptures are also carved lifelike, not even like they were carved and dyed on white jade pillars, but more like they were originally living creatures, solidified and inlaid on them by some strange force.

Fu Hengyou was in his heart, and he had some bad premonitions. It's not that he was frightened by this bizarre scene, but as far as he knows, the survival in the Eastern Wilderness is hard, and he has always paid attention to reality, and generally there will be no flashy design and enjoyment, and there must be a reason for the scene in front of him.

Did the original inhabitants of the end city have this belief, or did all of this be made by the map? If it was the former, he didn't have the heart to explore the beliefs of the ancients, but if it was the latter, then he might really guess by himself.

Thinking so, he retreated to the top of the stairs, preparing to flee at once if something was wrong. This is not cowardice, it is just the survival nature of a warrior, after all, only by surviving can you plan for anything else.

It was only when he turned around that he realized that the staircase that had led to the downstairs had disappeared, as if this hall was the first floor, and there had never been any stairs to go up.

This situation is a little weird, but Fu Heng doesn't have any fear, he is no longer the original celestial phenomenon. The martial arts master is the pinnacle of the world, the extreme of the body, even if he encounters the power of the immortals, he is not without the power to fight back.

And when he came, he had already inquired that the end city and even the surrounding area were not dangerous Jedi, and there was no existence that could threaten the martial arts master, so even if there was an ambush in the map, he was not afraid, and he had to fight one or two. This is also the reason why he resolutely chose to advance head-on after guessing that there might be a trap, pure art master is bold.

So when the retreat disappeared, Fu Heng simply explored in the hall.

In fact, there is nothing to explore, this hall is very empty, and when you turn your eyes, you can see everything.

There was nothing here except for a pitch-black seat due east.

The giant sword pointed diagonally at the ground, Fu Heng adjusted his state with the best posture, and walked towards the black seat, but he wanted to see what the hell the figure was doing.

"Click, click......"

Just then, there was a soft sound of something shattering.

Fu Heng was surprised to see that the dozens of white jade pillars seemed to be trembling slightly, and at the same time peeling off layer after layer of white stone debris, and the monsters and monsters that were "inlaid" on them actually came to life at this moment, broke through the shackles, walked out of the stone pillars, and became real demons.

Walking down on a stone pillar beside Fu Heng was a demon with a wolf body and a scorpion tail, it didn't seem to be very awake, and lazily shook off the white ash on its body, and then looked at Fu Heng, the bloodthirsty light in its eyes suddenly flourished, and it pounced when the blood mouth opened.

Fu Heng is so cultivated, when the other party just made a move, he had already taken the first step, and with a light wave like a willow branch in his hand, he split the monster with a sword, and had time to comment: "The peak of the fierce level." ”

"Roaring ......"

The other monsters walking down from the white jade pillar seemed to be attracted by what was happening here, and they all looked at Fu Heng who was standing in the middle, and only in the next moment, they all pounced on him with their bloody mouths open.

The scene of dozens of fierce or disaster-level demons rushing towards them was shocking, and compared to one person, it was tantamount to facing a blood demon tide.

And these demons are different from ordinary beasts, they also have magical secret arts. Before he could pounce, various negative effects such as illness, pain, fear, corrosion, and charm had already befallen Fu Heng.

If it were an ordinary person, these negative effects alone might be enough to turn it into a pool of thick water, but unfortunately, they were not facing an ordinary person, but a martial arts master.

The heavy sword fell like a mountain, and the heaviness even stagnated the space, and the mystical aura that flew from the sky was frozen for a moment, and then its sword body seemed to be painted, and for a moment it was dark, and the deep darkness swallowed all the spells, and then the dark giant sword smashed into the body of the monster in the front row.

Without any sound, the first row of monsters turned into meatloaf, neat.

No, less than the contents of the meatloaf, because the moment the greatsword fell, the unrivaled weight evaporated part of the body of these monsters into gas, leaving them dead.

It's just that the demons in the back row don't seem to see this, and they still rush towards Fu Heng without fear of death, as if they have a bitter hatred with Fu Heng, and they are determined to tear it apart.

Different from the Demon Abyss World transformed by the Blood Moon Knife, most of the demons in the Eastern Wilderness are chaotic, rarely have reason, only bloodthirsty desires and crazy instincts, even if they reach the ruin realm, they can rarely control themselves, these are like this, completely controlled by bloodthirsty instincts, as if they didn't find Fu Heng's bad mess at all, just blindly not charged.

Fu Heng didn't care, Chongjun was flying, like silk water sleeves, he was like dancing a light dance, crisscrossing the demons, his side brought an immeasurable wind, any demon touched it was the end of being crushed into meat puree, and it was impossible to even get close.

This is the sword technique he created to match the Chongjun sword - Tiangang Divine Sword Dance.

He had been looking for people in Wangxiang City before, and although this sword skill had already been successful, he had never used it, so this time he was just testing its power.