When Jiang Heng was about to pursue, the other two black-clothed men with swords had already recovered from the attack and rushed towards Gu Chengping's position.

Seeing this, Jiang Heng turned around and rushed forward like a bull again.

The man in black with the knife turned around and slashed down with a long knife.

Jiang Heng ignored it at all, and let the knife slash at his back.

The cyan shirt tore through a long gap, revealing a little steel-plate-like strong skin.

"Hey, hey!"

Jiang Heng smiled disdainfully, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the side of one of the black-clothed men with a sword.

Seeing that the other party turned around in horror and stabbed a sword into his eye, Jiang Heng raised his hand and held the blade casually, and at the same time smashed out his right fist.

This punch, unlike the previous two punches that were just to open the way, can be described as powerful and heavy, with a fierce momentum, and the ground-level consummation [Breaking Mountain Fist] is fully performed.

A punch fell, and the terrifying explosive force spread throughout the body.

The black-clothed man's chest was slightly sunken, all his internal organs were displaced, blood spurted from his mouth in an instant, and his body flew out upside down.

Jiang Heng didn't pay any attention to the black-clothed man who continued to kill Gu Chengping on the side, nor did he pay attention to the knife-wielding black-clothed man chasing after him.

As soon as his feet moved, he caught up with the upside-down figure.

One grabbed the arm of the man in black, and the other made a fist.

"Boom, boom!"

The piledriver generally smashed down on his face, neck, and heart in succession.

With all his strength, with only three punches, the man in black completely stopped moving.

"Ding! Win the battle and earn 1000 potential points. ”

The man in black with the knife had already chased after him, and behind Jiang Heng, who was slowly getting up, he slashed twice in the blink of an eye.

Then, a large amount of true qi shrouded the blade, and the sword technique of the yellow-level Dacheng was fully exerted, holding the knife with both hands.

Lift your breath, twist your hips, and slash down diagonally again.

This was an unprecedented, extremely explosive knife, which cut through the air almost instantly, and slashed at Jiang Heng's right shoulder.

A diagonal line was drawn on Jiang Heng's back, pulling from his right shoulder to his left waist.

This is the third knife with all the effort.

But when the blade slashed on Jiang Heng's back, the man in black already looked frightened, and his mind was almost blank.

Because, the knife he broke out with all his strength now still did not cause the slightest harm to Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng turned around and looked at the knife-wielding man in black with his pupils suddenly shrinking casually.

At this time, the man in black on the other side had already rushed to Gu Chengping's side, and a sword slashed down without hesitation.

But the next moment, his expression changed, and he exclaimed:

"It's fake!"

The man in black with the knife was obviously the leader, he reacted extremely quickly, and the moment he heard this, he immediately understood that Jiang Heng had already prepared.

He immediately shouted in a deep voice:

"Run!"

Any of his own attacks could not cause damage to Jiang Heng, and if he continued to fight, it would be useless, but they might both be trapped here.

Without hesitation, the two men in black turned around and fled outside the courtyard.

The corners of Jiang Heng's mouth opened a crazy arc, and he was about to catch up.

But suddenly, an unprecedented sense of crisis completely enveloped him.

That's a terrifying killing machine of a truly strong man!

Who is it?

Jiang Heng paused, and his face became solemn.

With just such a pause, the two men in black completely disappeared from his sight.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a face scarf suddenly appeared behind Jiang Heng, with a long sword in his hand, shrouded in a rich red true qi.

Silently stabbed!

Jiang Heng's heart was beating wildly, and when he couldn't get rid of it, he instinctively moved to the side of his body.

"Whew!"

For the first time since the awakening system, Jiang Heng's body was pierced through the skin by a sharp blade, and even pierced into the muscles, entering the body by almost an inch, and then finally stopped by the strong body.

The middle-aged man was none other than Lei Song, who had cultivated in the innate realm.

His complexion also changed slightly.

He has been following Jiang Heng for many days, and he has seen Jiang Heng fight a lot, and he knows how strong the opponent's physique is.

People of the same level can't even break the defense at all.

Even below the level, no one in the True Qi Realm martial arts could break through Jiang Heng's body defenses.

But he is a fivefold cultivation of the innate realm, far beyond Jiang Heng's great realm, and he can only barely hurt him?

This kind of defense is really terrifying!

"It's a pity that such a peerless genius is dead!"

Lei Song secretly regretted in his heart, but he didn't intend to show mercy at all.

"This kind of God-given opportunity can't be missed."

"As long as you kill him, and then drag the two people just now to a corner where no one is buried, anyone will think that those two people killed people and absconded."

"The best plan is to take advantage of someone else's existing killing situation."

In the rotation of Lei Song's thinking, Jiang Heng's reaction can be described as extremely fast, and the next moment the long sword entered his body, the whole person rushed forward.

Although this sword pierced into his body, with his terrifying physical strength, it was not even a minor injury, and it even automatically stopped the bleeding in an instant, without affecting his actions at all.

He looked at the red true qi that shrouded the opponent's long sword.

"The Innate Realm is not a nobody, who are you?"

Jiang Heng's expression calmed down.

Judging from the blow just now, although the opponent can break through his own defense, if he wants to really hurt his life, it is only possible to hit a few key points.

Lei Song didn't speak, his body moved, almost turning into a phantom, and the sword light of Senhan was like a pool of shimmering autumn water in the night.

Jiang Heng was already prepared, so naturally he would not panic.

The body method operates, turning into a gentle and ethereal wind, and takes the initiative to meet the other party.

Under the moonlight, the long sword slashed a perfect silver arc in the air with a poignant murderous intent of murder.

With Lei Song's martial arts realm, the speed of this move was so fast that Jiang Heng was basically unable to dodge or defend, but it was still easy to instinctively avoid the vital point.

Leaning back, Sen Han's blade slashed through the front of his neck.

While Jiang Heng dodged, he grabbed the opponent's sword blade with one hand.

But Lei Song missed, his body immediately turned, and he reached Jiang Heng's side again, and handed out a sword again, stabbing Jiang Heng's heart.

Jiang Heng's body moved again, but he was still pierced by a sword in the chest with a small bloody wound.

Lei Song's body speed is slightly faster than Jiang Heng's, and his move speed is even faster.

In the continuous flashing of his body, sword after sword, like a storm of sword blades, completely enveloped Jiang Heng's body.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Small scars continued to appear on his body, and little by little the true qi also seeped in, spreading and eroding in Jiang Heng's body.

But in the face of Jiang Heng's strong physique, he made no contribution.

Jiang Heng's face did not show any urgency, and he still dodged with a calm face.

He's waiting for an opportunity.

A chance to fight hard with the other party.

With his strong defensive ability, even if he is hard, he can withstand many attacks.

And the other party, even if it is a strong person in the innate realm, how many punches can he withstand?

He didn't know, but that was the only chance to win.

Lei Song didn't seem to be impatient, and still surrounded Jiang Heng's body like a phantom, sword after sword, as if waiting for Jiang Heng to lose at some point.

Soon, the opportunity came!

It seemed that due to the accumulation of true qi in the body to a certain extent, at a certain moment, Jiang Heng was slightly slower to dodge.

Lei Song's eyes lit up.

He grabbed the fighter plane and stabbed a sword into Jiang Heng's heart, and at the same time used his true qi with all his strength, continuing to stab deeper with force.

At this time, Jiang Heng not only did not panic, but grinned.

"Here's your chance!"