The ground was dusty, and it was a little hard to see for a while.

"Nether Nine Slashes!"

At this moment, a coquettish cry burst out from the mud pit, and then a majestic yin aura suddenly erupted, and a dark purple blade as thick as a thigh suddenly broke through the smoke and slashed towards Jiang Heng.

The surprise attack was too sudden, one after another, and nine in a row slashed towards Jiang Heng, stirring up countless fallen leaves and dust.

Just when the dust and gray fog were thicker, a shadow rushed out first, slightly embarrassed to the side, her body was a little unstable, and she looked down at her left leg and ankle, on which a huge black burning palm print appeared.

"Damn it!"

However, the Cloud Pavilion Lord quickly set his gaze not far away, and at this time, the gray mist was very thick, and he couldn't really see the situation inside.

Whew!

"Nice move, it hurts a little!"

A cold voice came out from the gray mist, and then a figure that was like a nightmare in the cloud pavilion master's mind slowly walked out again.

Jiang Heng touched a half-thumb-long scar on his chest and smiled with satisfaction.

"It's barely enough. ”

"But you've had enough fun..."Jiang Heng looked at the Cloud Pavilion Lord indifferently, "Then you'll die!"

He slammed it down.

"No, I can't die here!!" Cloud Pavilion Lord Se Li said, his figure disappearing in place in an instant.

"Where to run!"

The two figures quickly fought in a group one after the other, Jiang Heng's fists were like electricity, but this time various means were frequent, punches, elbow strikes, palms.

And the dark purple long whip around the Cloud Pavilion Lord was even denser, madly raging towards Jiang Heng's body, but every time it could only leave shallow traces, and it couldn't even cut through the surface of his body.

Boom!

Jiang Heng seized the opportunity again, grabbed the opponent's wrist directly with one palm, and immediately beckoned directly to the door with a punch.

The terrifying force directly blasted the skull into a cloud of blood mist, and the scorching flames continued to burn at the wound.

Bang!

The headless corpse fell, Jiang Heng's body fell sharply, and a punch fell directly, and another punch, without the slightest stop, the dense fist wind fell like a storm, causing the surrounding leaves to fall straight down.

In the middle of the sound, Jiang Hengchang let out a long breath of turbidity, and looked at another huge pothole that appeared, and the human form was no longer visible in it.

"That's it!"

Jiang Heng shook his head, and he estimated that the strength of the evil level was between the fifth and sixth grades. However, this evil level explosion is insufficient, and it is far inferior to that of human warriors. Martial artists can use martial arts moves to burst out in a short period of time.

The only thing that is difficult is the ability to resurrect continuously. However, this may be a headache for martial artists five and six grades, but for Jiang Heng, it is not a problem at all, if one punch is not enough, then two punches, and if two punches are not enough, you will not even have scum left!

At this point, it is difficult for ordinary martial artists to achieve such a long-lasting endurance.

Shaking his head, Jiang Heng was about to leave, but after taking a few steps, his figure was stunned.

"Dead !!"

A loud shout suddenly burst out of Jiang Heng's mouth, and the next moment, his figure suddenly jumped high, touched the tip of the tree in mid-air, and then jumped into the distance again.

The two leaps were like cannonballs, and the body flew hundreds of meters away, and the next moment it fell like a pandemic.

Bloody!

Rumble!

The ground trembled, and a crater appeared, followed by a dense roar and trembling sound.

However, Banxiangjiang's horizontal figure jumped out again, kicked his feet, raised again, and his eyes glanced around like an eagle, and when he caught a glimpse of a white shadow in the forest that was fleeing quickly, his figure flew through the woods again. Every time you step on it, the trunk explodes.

And Jiang Heng's figure shot out again, without giving the white shadow the slightest breathing space, and stepped on it violently.

Boom!

There was a thud on the ground, and it immediately collapsed into a slump of overwhelm.

Jiang Heng lifted the person in his hand with one hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I almost forgot, someone told me that you have a doppelganger!"

The Cloud Pavilion Lord looked at the person in front of her with some despair, she couldn't imagine how the other party knew, this kind of secret should only be known to them inside the Red Sleeve Good Dance.

"Kill... Kill... Kill me, Red Sleeves Dance won't let you go!"

"Oh?" Jiang Heng's face flashed with a cruel color, and he said coldly: "Then I'll wait and see, but I'm curious, how many of you are good at dancing with red sleeves enough for me to kill!"

Hearing this, the Cloud Pavilion Lord's face froze, and he immediately couldn't think of any cruel words, and the person in front of him seemed to be not afraid of anything.

"Alright, let's die!"

As soon as the words fell, he threw them into the air, Jiang Heng's eyes and muscles swelled violently, his qi and blood surged out, and a punch slammed in, followed by an impenetrable hot iron fist.

After a few breaths, the sound of the fist dissipated, and the breeze blew away the last trace of ash.

Call!

Looking at the Cloud Pavilion Lord who had been completely killed, Jiang Heng let out a sigh, although the strength of this ghost thing is not good, it is really disgusting!

Killing such a demon level is more tiring than killing dozens of ordinary yin demons.

As for the red sleeves that the other party said were good at dancing, Jiang Heng didn't really care very much. This thing sounds mysterious, but since he heard that he had touched the threshold of the Yin level at the top, Jiang Heng didn't take them seriously.

However, there is still some vigilance in this regard, but Jiang Heng has already put his primary focus on demons.

The battle of Hengjiang City had too much impact on Jiang Heng, even if he could fully display the third layer of Stacked Dragon Power now, and he could barely cast the fourth layer of several breaths with full strength, it would be far from being the opponent of such a fierce thing.

It can be said that the current strength is in a punch with the other party, and in terms of strength alone, Jiang Heng will still end up with broken bones, but maybe it is slightly better, and he doesn't have to break so much. But it is certain that the ability to act will be lost in the first place.

What's more, Jiang Heng didn't have a clue about the weird black mist now.

It can corrupt a Refining Pulse Realm Silver Guard in an instant, such a highly poisonous thing........

Jiang Heng made a slight comparison, focusing on tempering his physique, the situation might be better, but it was definitely about the same end.

Although the largest reliance on the black sphere has the ability to devour, it is still unknown whether this thing can devour the black mist. And Jiang Heng has recently discovered that the black ball is not omnipotent, first of all, it will not be swallowed at the first contact, and it will take a while to trigger.

But that kind of poison....... Jiang Heng was very suspicious that he wouldn't be able to hold up the black ball at all, and his whole body would turn into blood.

Headache!

Originally, the good mood of slaughtering this red-sleeved good dancing cloud pavilion lord was wiped out by this terrible conjecture.

Shaking his head, Jiang Heng came to the vicinity of the carriages, no need to check, just by feeling the qi and blood, Jiang Heng knew that there were all living beings inside, but he didn't know what medicine he used and fell into a coma.

"Your Excellency!"

At this time, Su Yu, who had been hiding in the dense forest and watching the battle, saw that everything was calm, so he trotted over.