Chapter 202: The Fire Dragon Torch, the Divine Son Clash (Requested)

The expression on Gongsun Yan's face gradually froze.

He didn't know what kind of magical power Su Heng's attack method was displayed at this time.

But there is only one thing that he is ten or even nine points sure.

At the moment when Su Heng opened his mouth, the moment the buzzing sound burst out from the convergence and vibration of the golden particles sounded.

A terrifying sense of crisis exploded in his heart.

Like an invisible hand of an ancient god, it viciously grabbed Gongsun Yan's heart.

"Run!"

Gongsun Yan was all dead, but he hesitated, "If I run away like this, what will happen to these soldiers behind me?" ”

He hesitated for less than a tenth of a second.

It can be in the Grandmaster-level confrontation.

This short time is enough to decide the life and death between the two.

Bang!

The terrifying and blazing fire exploded.

The darkness was expelled by a magnificent force, as if there was a brilliant bursting ring, spreading outward with Su Heng as the center. The hot and straight golden beam of light started from Su Heng's snake-like mouth that had been stretched out to the dislocation, and burst out.

Whoa!

The high temperature waste heat escaping from the body.

The surrounding jungle and weeds were ignited, and the fire stretched into patches.

The fierce flames only lasted for a short period of two breaths, and the violent explosion engulfed the watchtower more than twenty meters high.

As a mushroom cloud rose, a powerful wave of ultra-high pressure swept across all directions like ripples, and those flames were instantly extinguished in the vacuum formed by the high pressure. More than a dozen unlucky eggs who had too close to dodge were silently annihilated, while the rest began to burn like candles, covering their faces and letting out a miserable howl.

Bang!

A black shadow was thirty meters away from Su Heng, gradually condensing and forming.

Gongsun Yan is still alive, but his appearance is extremely embarrassing at this time.

The arm on his left side was directly melted away by the violent explosion, the wound was a dangerous dark red like magma, and the dripping flesh and blood tissue kept falling downward with Gongsun Yan's breathing.

His cheeks were charcoal black from the heat, and his well-tended goatee was burnt.

Those bright eyes were full of unbelievable horror.

Although the Gongsun family has declined.

But after all, it is also one of the golden families, and the ancestors once had supreme glory.

Gongsun Yan was born in such a family, and his vision and knowledge are far beyond what ordinary grandmasters can compare with.

But even so, the kind of method that Su Heng showed just now, he had never seen it recorded in any books.

Moreover, vaguely, Gongsun Yan felt that that kind of power did not belong to today's martial arts system, and was somewhat similar to the bloodline power of the Golden Family, but that kind of pure tyrannical and destructive aura seemed to have completely different characteristics.

"Who the hell are you!?"

Gongsun Yan glared angrily, his voice trembling.

"He is my junior brother, the divine son of Daokan Immortal Mountain." Before Su Heng could speak, Miaochan's strange cold voice came from his ears.

"Your strength is good, but it's a pity..."

Miaochan took a step forward.

Swish!

Her figure suddenly disappeared from in front of Su Heng, and her speed was so fast that it vaguely exceeded the dynamic capture of the heavy pupil.

Su Heng had a little surprise on his face.

But it soon disappeared.

Miao Chan is a well-deserved leader in the "young" generation of Daokan Mountain, and can be accepted as a disciple by a powerful person like Du Nuo. Its strength must not be underestimated, and it has its own uniqueness.

Bang!

Gongsun Yan's complexion fused.

With his remaining hand, he grabbed it forward, and with a slight touch, a soft force swung out of it.

Gongsun Yan stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

The injuries on his body were already quite serious, and he was disturbed by Miaochan's secret method in the fight just now.

Suddenly the flaw was revealed, and the empty door in front of his chest was wide open.

Laugh at!

Miaochan punched forward with her hands.

Inserted from the front chest and pierced out from the back, the expression on Gongsun Yan's face gradually solidified, and a large mouthful of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

"I don't... willingly..."

He staggered, his lips opening and closing.

But in the end, it was difficult to resist the dizziness caused by a large amount of blood loss, and his head tilted, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and soon disappeared completely.

"What about the rest?"

Su Heng came to Miaochan's side and asked.

Gongsun Yan's prestige in the army does not seem to be low, and those who followed him here are all elites.

At this time, after seeing the death of the main general, the remaining soldiers not only did not collapse in morale, but were excited, and roared loudly one by one, forming a huge encirclement, wanting Su Heng and Miaochan to pay for their lives.

"Naturally, it's all killed."

Miaochan said without hesitation, "This matter is very involved, if these people are allowed to pass on the news, I am afraid that there will be many more changes at that time." ”

Hearing this, the expression on Su Heng's face darkened slightly.

In his impression, Miaochan has always been considerate of people and has a gentle personality. I didn't expect this killing to be so decisive.

No! This is not just decisive, but completely does not take the lives of these ordinary people into account, as if for her, the mortals in the rolling red dust are no different from ants.

"Good!"

Such a thought flashed through Su Heng's head.

He nodded, and the two of them shot at the same time.

Most of these soldiers are ordinary people, and the only ones who are strong are martial artists in the realm of furnaces and golden bodies, and they have no power to resist the two of them.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the originally noisy camp returned to silence again—a deathly silence.

"In troubled times, human life is like a mustard." Miaochan seemed to see that the expression on Su Heng's face was a little complicated, and said softly, "Only when the dispute ends early, will we usher in a period of peace and tranquility." And then for all sorts of reasons, and then again—"

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs."

Su Heng sighed, and the emotions in his eyes were a little complicated.

He waved his hand.

Call!

Under the influence of gravity, a violent blue-black hurricane suddenly took shape in the camp.

The dead leaves on the ground, the corpses of the White Lotus Sect members, the corpses of officers and soldiers, and the collapsed wooden buildings, etc., were all swept together by the strong wind.

And then—

Su Heng opened his mouth and spit out a fire dragon violently.

The blue-black tornado was ignited at once, blazing, and turned into a torch hundreds of meters high, but it was blocked by Su Heng's boundless blood-colored strength, and the blazing fire did not attract too many people's attention.

Crash!

The fire tornado lasted a full two or three minutes.

Then it disintegrated, and the gray-black dust fell from the sky like goose feathers and snow, and the whole forest was bathed in it.

"Is this a means brought by the Desert Worm Spirit?" Miaochan blinked and asked in a slightly surprised way.

"Not bad."

"Senior brother is really a genius." Miao Chan praised sincerely, "Being able to develop a strong spiritual talent to this extent is unprecedented in the history of Daokan Mountain for so many years. ”

"Senior sister has an overreputation."

Su Heng scratched his head, he said so, but Miaochan always gave people a feeling of extra sincerity when she spoke. This praise is still somewhat useful in his heart.

"What's next for us?"

"The movement we made just now is not small, and it is impossible for a grandmaster to quietly evaporate and disappear out of thin air. There are still two goals left, how about we go our separate ways? Miao Chan frowned slightly, and after a little thought, she came up with such a somewhat risky idea.

"It's fine."

Su Heng didn't think about it, nodded and agreed.

Some of his methods are not easy to explain, and it is much easier for one person to move.

"When we complete our respective tasks, we will gather in Xiaozhou Mountain not far away." Miaochan reached out and picked up her long hair, untied the necklace hanging around her neck, and handed it to Su Heng, "And this, you take it." If you encounter an invincible opponent and pour your energy into it to detonate it, you will be able to create an opportunity to escape. ”

"This..."

Su Heng was a little surprised.

He didn't have as much knowledge as Miaochan, and he couldn't tell what kind of material the teardrop-shaped necklace in his hand was made of.

However, in his perception, this necklace is like a black hole, constantly devouring energy from the outside world, which is terrifying and abnormal. Miao Chan treats it so seriously, its value must be extraordinary, and it may even be some kind of life-saving prop used by the senior sister herself.

"It's too expensive." Su Heng directly refused, "I can't take it." ”

"I came up with this plan, so I naturally have to make sure you're safe. And..."Miao Chan sighed, her tone firm and gentle, "Don't worry, this necklace is of little use to me." Even if I really meet the god son of the Song family, I have a way to deal with him. ”

saw Miaochan take out her senior sister's style.

Su Heng hesitated slightly, then nodded and put the necklace in his pocket.

"In that case, let's hurry up and set off, a little more delay will be easy to give birth to a little more variables." Su Heng acted decisively and immediately proposed.

"Okay."

Miaochan nodded.

Whew!

The two set off almost at the same time, turning into black shadows and disappearing from the ashes-strewn forest.

——

After separating from Su Heng, Miaochan came to a nearby county town called Litai.

This small city has just experienced a terrible war.

The blood stains on the corners of the streets and alleys had not yet been cleaned, and thousands of corpses had been thrown haphazardly into a deep pit in the wilderness outside the city.

It's about the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and the climate is hot and humid.

The corpses had piled up, and there had been a lot of green-headed flies the size of small thumbs, buzzing and messing around, looking like dark clouds rolling.

The stench that rose to the sky was like a living thing, and it went straight into the brain, making people smell it.

Litai County.

There are white silk hanging in every house, first the White Lotus Sect and then the officers and soldiers.

Then came famine and pestilence, and after several catastrophes, the population of the county town was reduced to seven or eight out of ten, and only a few scarred peasant households were left lying on the ground.

Soldiers armed with Changge patrol the city.

They were clad in scales and armor, and only a pair of eyes appeared on their bodies.

It was a pair of eyes that radiated blood, full of beastly ferocity, and it was not at all a look that a living person could have.

These well-armed soldiers are all bloody guards transformed from folk martial artists during this time, and they are actually not much different from the bloody corpses of the Moon Worship Cult.

Every Bloody Guard has a strength comparable to that of a martial artist.

He was invulnerable and powerful, and he had caused huge losses to the White Lotus Sect in the past few wars.

The Bloody Guards appeared on the battlefield, silently harvesting the lives of the enemy, and even drinking human blood and eating human flesh in public, even the court officers and soldiers who knew something about these Bloody Guards were terrified, not to mention the White Lotus Sect who faced such horrors.

did not collapse on the spot, and fell for thousands of miles, it can be regarded as Zhao Wusheng, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, who has managed well.

Miaochan restrained the breath on her body.

Like a ghost.

The blood-clothed guards walked under her feet, but they couldn't spot the figure above.

Miao Chan's gaze swept over the undulating dilapidated buildings, and with the help of the bright moonlight, she had found her goal in a matter of moments.

Swish!

Miaochan's toes tapped lightly.

The whole person is like a dark shadow that blends into the city in front of him.

She soon came to the courtyard of a mansion, carefully reached out and lifted the tiles under her feet, and then fell lightly into the inner room.

A large bed of pink tulle draped from it.

A fat, bloated figure was sleeping and screaming like thunder.

There was not the slightest indication that a mortal danger was coming.

Miao Chan quietly came to the edge of the bed, and stretched out her hand to stab at the temple where the fat man came. However, at this very moment-

Swish!

The fat man's eyes were wide open.

A strange blood light burst out from it, and he reached out and grabbed Miaochan.

Miao Chan was shocked in her heart, and suddenly had a premonition. Her slender palm was like a swallow turning back, fluttering downward, and at the same time pulling back and back.

Bang!

The fat man's head exploded.

A green poisonous net spilled from the beam of the house, and was easily dodged by Miaochan.

Thundered!

All four walls collapsed at the same time, billowing up in smoke and dust. Dozens of blood-clothed guards armed with spears were fully armed, and they didn't know where they came from, and the aura on their bodies continued to be in pieces, pressing down towards Miaochan's petite body like a blood-colored ocean.

Swish!

These methods are still a bit troublesome for ordinary grandmasters.

But Miaochan is the son of Xianshan Shenzi, and her strength is strong.

Just waved his hand and spilled out a patch of gray sword qi, and he easily crushed this force. Even the body with a large amount of bloody clothes was cut into several pieces by the extremely sharp sword qi, and all kinds of visceral fat sprayed out from the broken body, and the rich smell of blood suddenly permeated the originally peaceful mansion.

Miaochan's task has been successful, and she is soaring into the sky, and she does not plan to continue to entangle.

But right now.

A clear figure stepped on the moonlight and came across the void.

He unhurriedly punched the cicada from top to bottom, and the two collided with each other, without any fireworks, but a terrible ripple that distorted the air quietly exploded outward, and all kinds of buildings along the way were fragile like tofu, shattering and collapsing, splashing large clouds of smoke and dust.

"Song Zhongban—"

Miaochan shook her slightly numb little hand and landed on a flagpole planted on the ground in the distance.

The moonlight-like delicate and flawless little face was full of serious expressions.

(End of chapter)