After hearing the voice, Su Heng suddenly turned around and turned around.

In this process, dense bloodshot appeared in the eye sockets, crawling all over the whites of the eyes, and sickly distorted heavy pupils emerged, and the whole person exuded a terrifying aura.

It was dark at this time.

But in Su Heng's field of vision, there was no difference.

In the grass on the side of the road, the soil exploded, the grass and trees splashed, and a blood-red burly figure, I don't know where it came from, like a hunting eagle falcon, its big arms stretched out, flew out of thin air, and grabbed in the direction where Su Ping was.

Bang!

In mid-air, Shang Qingwu exploded with all his strength.

Like a cyan ribbon, it spread outward in circles, and the long black hair suddenly spread out.

The dragon entanglement condensed to the extreme turned into a swimming dragon, which was punched forward by her palm, colliding with the blood-colored figure.

Click!

The blood-colored figure pressed down with his arms folded.

The surging dragon entanglement strength was actually grabbed by him stiffly.

Ravage, crush, burst!

A huge wave of air exploded out of thin air, and an obvious crater appeared on the ground, and countless soil and grass branches splashed out in all directions.

Take this opportunity.

Shang Qingwu hugged Su Ping, withdrew and retreated, and distanced himself from the scarlet figure.

"Roar!"

The scarlet figure roared with its head up.

The sound was like the roar of a hundred beasts, and it exploded in an instant, shocking people's hearts.

His hands kept moving, and he pounced on another young gang not far away.

"Open!"

Halfway through, Senior Brother Lu Ping roared angrily. The muscles of the upper body swelled, tearing through the clothes, and the strength of the whole body gathered on the fist like a stream, bursting with a whistling sound of air, and slamming towards the bloody corpse with a heavy punch.

Bang!

The bloody corpse grabbed it with his backhand and held Lu Ping's big hand.

Click!

Lu Ping's protective strength was suddenly crushed by the huge force, and his arm was like dead wood, broken into a strange angle, and there was a crisp sound.

The bloody corpse struck another heavy blow and landed on Lu Ping's shoulder on the other side.

At the wound, the dark red marks quickly spread outward, the land plane was hideous, and large drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Swish!

The bloody corpse's hands kept moving.

His arms grabbed Lu Ping's shoulders and flew towards the open village.

The monster was extremely fast and incredibly powerful. Senior Brother Lu Ping's body of more than 1.9 meters is like a doll in his hands, and he is easily lifted up without any resistance.

The whole process takes place between the rise and fall of the rabbit.

By the time Su Heng and Old Man Mei arrived, the blood corpse had already left with the senior brother.

"Are you alright?"

Su Heng came to Su Ping's side with a gloomy face.

He was relieved when he saw that Su Ping had no obvious injuries on his body, but his face was slightly pale because he was frightened.

"This place is a little weird." Su Heng turned to the old man Mei behind him and ordered, "You guys leave here with people first, and I'll go to the village to see if I can save the senior brother." ”

"You..."

Old man Mei opened his mouth, but before he could say anything.

In front of him, Su Heng's tall body had disappeared and scurried into the weird and terrifying Black Wind Village.

"Let's get out of here first." Shang Qingwu's face sank like water, and unconsciously, Su Heng had become the central figure in this team.

Old man Mei didn't say anything more, just sighed heavily, and organized the rest of the people to walk down the mountain.

Although it was just a glimpse just now.

But Old Man Mei clearly found that the appearance of the blood-colored living corpse was seventy or eighty percent similar to Shang Heifeng in his memory.

How could a good martial artist who refining strength be reduced to such a state.

The way of the world...

Even a veteran martial artist like Old Man Mei gradually became a little incomprehensible.

In the ranks, there were young disciples who clenched their fists and lowered their heads and wept.

His name is Sun Wu.

The monster's target was actually himself.

But halfway through, the senior brother Lu Ping didn't care about his life and blocked him.

The senior brother is a wooden man, honest and responsible, although he doesn't talk much, his prestige in the boxing academy is very high.

Now in order to protect himself, he was captured by monsters.

Among the disciples of the boxing academy who followed Old Man Mei away, many of them were praying in low voices, hoping that Senior Brother would come back alive.

And on the other side.

Su Heng has already come to the Black Wind Village.

A huge crooked-necked locust tree in front of him had fallen clean all over its body. Only the black branches remained, and in the cold, frost-white moonlight, they looked like terrible demons that had chosen to devour people.

Under a crooked-necked locust tree.

A black cloth was covered with a stack more than one person high.

The rich smell of blood was emanating from it, and the terrible sound of the swaying rope could be faintly heard.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

In the dark, Su Heng's eyes glowed red.

The dark vision talent brought by the heavy pupil makes him not be affected in any way in such a gloomy environment, but has a sense of detachment from the shackles and unleashing his potential.

Swish!

The black cloth covering the stack was torn apart by Su Heng's hand.

Rao was based on Su Heng's characterization, and after seeing the objects inside, his pupils also contracted suddenly, and his face was full of shock.

"This is..."

Under the black cloth, what haystacks are there.

It is a Jingguan made of hundreds of heads!

These heads, some of them have been dead for a long time, their flesh rotting, their fat blackened, and their hollow eye sockets are filled with black bugs that make strange noises.

Other heads, who looked to have just died, were placed on the top floor, and a thick bloody aura emanated from them.

"Everyone in the Black Wind Village is dead!"

Su Heng heard the sound of whistling through the air behind him, and the sense of crisis made the hairs on his back stand on end.

"Look for death!"

Su Heng raised his hand, the chain-like blue and black veins on his thick arms burst out and beat, the muscles bulged and twisted, and the Hong Xiangjin and the dragon were like twin dragons playing with pearls, spreading rapidly from the shoulders downward, alternating and winding upward.

A hideous bloody corpse struck from behind.

was pressed down by Su Heng's arms and blocked!

Bang!

Four stout arms, colliding together in mid-air.

The surging forces collided, squeezed, and twisted like a tide, and after a brief stalemate, they exploded.

Su Heng's body did not move, but the clothes on his body were torn layer by layer, revealing strong and powerful muscle curves and bronzed skin that exuded a faint metallic luster.

Under the moonlight.

The face of the bloody corpse was also nakedly exposed to Su Heng's field of vision.

The skin on the monster's body seemed to have been peeled off alive by some means, and the scarlet muscle texture was directly exposed. His eyes were red, his teeth were sharp, and a terrifying beastly roar was heard from his throat.

"This thing is still alive!?"

Su Heng's brows twitched violently, and he could feel the warm breath spewing out of the mouth of the blood corpse.

"Die!"

A strong sense of absurdity and unease.

exploded in Su Heng's chest.

He didn't leave his hand anymore, his left arm rushed forward like a black man, and the dragon's entanglement was exerted to the limit, covering Su Heng's fist like a huge drill, and he hit the head of the bloody corpse with a pop.

Bang!

The bloody corpse's head exploded and turned into a rain of blood.

But even so, the blood corpse still kept waving his arm and attacked Su Heng.

After several encounters.

Su Heng broke the monster's limbs and tore off its spine.

That's when it stopped.

"It's a bit weird here, I need to get out of here."

Su Heng gasped and found Senior Brother Lu Ping in a broken room.

The elder brother fell into a coma, with signs of poisoning on his arm, but other than that, his chest was still heaving and breathing.

Su Heng carried the senior brother on his back and quickly left from this strange cottage.

Call!

A cold wind blows.

The locust tree in the middle of the cottage swayed back and forth, casting distorted shadows on the frosty ground.

"Who killed the blood corpse that I finally refined?" A shriveled old man with only sparse hair on his head appeared in the cottage.

Seeing the traces of the battle on the ground and the bloody corpses torn to pieces, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He squatted on the ground, looked at the footprints falling on the ground, and after careful observation, a smile gradually appeared on his face: "The height of this martial artist is at least more than two meters, and his physique is extremely strong. ”

"Since you've destroyed the elaborate little treasure, let me give you to..."

"Give what?"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded behind the rickety old man.

It was Su Heng who went and returned.