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Chapter 126: Each has his own unique skills, the whereabouts of the head of the family!
boom!
Another loud noise came.

This time the shaking was more pronounced, accompanied by a rustling of dust and rocks falling from the ceiling.

The colored glass lantern fell to the ground with a bang, and the lamp broke into pieces. The kerosene inside burned on the crimson carpet, and instantly connected into one piece.

The dancers and young waiters in the banquet hall screamed and fled outside.

Some drunken elders finally reacted.

Realize that something is wrong.

"Hasn't the people from the Demon Suppression Division been eliminated? Who could it be?" A bald elder opened his eyes wide, his face full of confusion.

The ceiling exploded with a loud bang, and debris and building stones swept across the entire hall like reeds in an instant.

A majestic figure descended from the sky and landed on the ground with a dull sound.

The dust was so thick that the man's face could not be seen clearly.

But a pair of eyes with a faint red light gave people a huge sense of oppression.

"Fuck you, bastard." Hong Ao was stunned at first, then grinned, "I don't care who you are, if you dare to act so presumptuous in front of me, I will kill you!"

"Do it!"

boom!
With a loud shout, seven or eight figures rushed towards Su Heng, either waving fists or clenching claws.

Su Heng seemed unaware and did not defend himself. He simply looked around.

The red eyes met Hong Ao's.

Hong Ao was shocked.

The boiling murderous intent disappeared in an instant, and fear gripped his heart like an invisible hand.

"You--" His pupils trembled violently and he didn't have time to say a word.

With a sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air.

A big hand with five fingers spread out tightly grasped Hong Ao's neck like a giant python hunting its prey.

boom!
at the same time.

Su Heng's powerful energy burst out and turned into thick smoke, whistling in all directions.

The elders from the aristocratic families who were besieging Su Heng were engulfed by the high concentration of force before their unique skills could be used on Su Heng.

The scorching force was like a raging sulfur fire, pouring down on his head. He only had time to let out a scream before his flesh and blood melted and fell off his body, leaving only a pile of burning bones on the ground.

"Speak!" The flames burned more and more fiercely, reflecting the flickering red light on Su Heng's face.

"Where is Hong Jiuxiang?"

Hong Ao's face was dark blue, his eyes bulged outward, and his hands subconsciously slapped Su Heng's strong arms.

He was filled with fear and speechlessness.

You're holding my neck, how can I speak?

“You don’t say anything, but you still dare to resist!?” Su Heng sneered and exerted force on his hands, and only a muffled sound of “puff” was heard.

Hong Ao's neck was crushed, blood plasma exploded, and his head flew more than three meters high, hitting the ceiling heavily before rolling down.

Su Heng shook his head and turned around.

laugh!
The slight sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air came from behind my head, and the fire flickered slightly.

Su Heng raised his eyebrows, with a hint of surprise on his face.

This man's attack was silent and extremely fast. It was obvious that he was a martial artist who had practiced assassination skills for decades.

Even if he is a family head.

If you are caught off guard, you may be ambushed and die on the spot.

only……

It is not clear whether this person can break Su Heng’s defense.

Having just merged with the white snake demon scales, Su Heng could sense any movement in a certain range around him, whether in front of him or behind him. It would not be easy to ambush Su Heng in the blind spot according to his usual experience.

The expression on his face remained unchanged as he continued to move forward, but he pulled his left hand back as if plucking flowers and twisting leaves.

Su Heng then grasped a rough and powerful arm in his hand.

Behind him, Elder Hong Peng, who was short and had a hideous scar on his face, looked shocked.

The secret technique he practiced was called "Shocking Strike", which allowed him to completely conceal his aura and then burst out with all his strength in an instant.

It is specially used for assassination and is extremely powerful.

This was the first time he was discovered and stopped in actual combat since he had mastered this secret technique.

His shock lasted only a moment.

In an instant, a huge force like a mountain torrent came along his arm.

Everything in front of Hong Peng suddenly turned black and blurry. His body accelerated, passed over Su Heng's shoulder, and landed heavily on the ground with a whistling sound.

Then it exploded with a loud bang.

"Rubbish!"

Elder Hong Peng had turned into a pool of blood at Su Heng's feet, with only one arm, which was swaying back and forth and dripping with blood, remaining in Su Heng's hand.

Continue forward and look for targets who may know the whereabouts of Hong Jiuxiang.

Swish!
Flames and dust spread to both sides.

Su Heng's gaze fell on a figure covered in armor, almost as tall and sturdy as he was.

This man had a mouth full of fangs, protruding outwards, and even his cheeks were covered with twisted iron armor. He just stared at Su Heng with a pair of eyes, and a burning breath came out of his nostrils. His strong physique made his breath directly blow out the flames on the ground, scattering the dust to the left and right sides.

"Demon King?" Su Heng showed an interested expression on his face.

After counting with his fingers, he found that five of the seven demon kings of the Heavenly Demon Alliance had already fallen at his hands.

It’s almost number six now, but I don’t know when I can collect all of them. It would be interesting to hang them on the wall as decoration.

This Iron Dragon Demon King, whose true form was a pangolin, was not afraid when he saw Su Heng walking towards him. Instead, he patted his chest with his hand, making a banging sound of metal collision.

"I'll let you punch me first!" the Iron Dragon Demon King said in a muffled voice.

"Um!?"

Su Heng stopped and was stunned at first.

Then he smiled and nodded, "Then I'll give in."

Swish!
His figure flashed.

There was a circle of dust and flames spreading outward from under his feet.

A punch like a black waterfall smashed down right in the chest of the Iron Dragon Demon King.

Seeing this situation, the Iron Dragon Demon King was not afraid at all. Instead, a smile as if his evil plan had succeeded appeared at the corners of his fang-baring mouth.

laugh!
He exerted force with his arms and lowered his center of gravity.

Spread your legs slightly, bend your knees and squat down.

Many sharp dark red poisonous thorns suddenly appeared on the originally smooth surface of the armor.

Many people, including the demons in the Heavenly Demon Alliance, simply believed that the Iron Dragon Demon King's skills were all in his iron armor.

This is not the case.

The Iron Dragon Demon King's real trump card is not the iron armor, but the deadly poison hidden inside the armor.

The reason why no one knows about this method is that everyone who has seen this move, whether human or demon, has already died.

Although the position of Demon King is glorious, it also attracts a lot of attention.

Only by hiding seven and revealing three can you achieve longevity.

Although his apparent strength in the Heavenly Demon Alliance is only ranked fifth, he is confident when it comes to his full strength - Poof!

The confident smile on the Iron Dragon Demon King's face froze.

Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth and he lowered his head.

I saw a big hand that went over the armor on my chest, and all the poison needles were stuffed into my chest, messing up my internal organs. Not only that, but there were also waves of powerful and unimaginable high-frequency vibrations that swept through my body like a tsunami.

There was a crackling sound coming from the iron armor of the Iron Dragon Demon King, which broke into pieces bit by bit, emitted a red light, and finally exploded and fell off.

"you--"

The big hand brought out a large fountain of blood from the chest and slowly withdrew it from the chest.

"So he's a brainless idiot, no wonder he ranks last." Su Heng clicked his tongue twice and shook his head, "I hope it won't affect my brain after I eat it."

puff!
The Iron Dragon Demon King spat out a mouthful of blood.

After hearing Su Heng's words, he finally couldn't hold on any longer, fell to the ground with a thud, and fainted completely.

After easily getting rid of the Iron Dragon Demon King, Su Heng continued to move forward.

Kill one by one those elders of the aristocratic families who fainted on the ground or tried to escape in the chaos.

What made him feel a little regretful was that almost everyone at the banquet was killed, but he still couldn't force them to reveal the whereabouts of Hong Jiuxiang.

Some of these people really don't know.

There are also some people who have ulterior motives and are hesitant.

He hesitated, but Su Heng did not. Anyway, there were many people in the earthen fort. He could kill them slowly. He didn't believe that he could not find Hong Jiuxiang.

Soon, another pale elder with a feminine appearance was stepped on by Su Heng.

The power in Su Heng's hand shook, and then dissipated.

"Ice Phantom!" he asked in surprise, "Who are you from the Demon Suppression Division's Eight Phases of the Tyrant Dragon Secret Technique!?"

"I..." Murong Hanshuang didn't have time to explain.

boom!
The side door of the banquet hall was knocked open, and a strong figure rushed in from outside with a strong wind, "Spare his life!"

This person is Wang Xinlong.

"Have you found the whereabouts of Hong Jiuxiang?" Su Heng asked.

"Not yet." Wang Xinlong shook his head.

"Who is this guy?" Su Heng raised his foot. Murong Hanshuang covered his chest and struggled to take two steps back, looking at Su Heng with fear in his eyes.

"Damn bastard, I finally caught you!" Wang Xinlong stretched out his hand and grabbed Murong Hanshuang, slapping him twice on the face. Murong Hanshuang's face suddenly swelled up like a pig's head, all his big teeth were knocked out, and his whole body was shaking like a dustpan in Wang Xinlong's hand.

I went from heaven to hell in an instant, and I was so scared that I couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Last night, it was this person who betrayed us and revealed our whereabouts, and also stabbed our master in the back." Wang Xinlong explained to Su Heng with red eyes.

"So he's a traitor!" Su Heng narrowed his eyes. "Then we really can't kill him easily. First break his limbs and turn him into a human pig. When we get back, we can peel off his skin and hang it at the gate of the Demon Suppression Division to let people know what the fate of a traitor is."

"Hehe, that's a good idea!" Wang Xinlong grinned.

The flames in the room crackled and the air was twisted and steaming, and the hall was about to be completely burned down.

Su Heng looked around.

In the corner, there was only a skinny elder with rat-like eyebrows lying there pretending to be dead.

It's no wonder that this guy was quite good at concealing his breath. Even though his chest was covered in blood, there was no movement.

As expected, those who have cultivated to this level all have some unique skills, and if you are not careful, you may be deceived by him.

Unfortunately, after merging with the white snake demon skeleton.

Although Su Heng's perception ability improved greatly, he still discovered the clues.

Hearing the heavy footsteps getting closer, the Rat Elder shuddered and stopped pretending to be dead.

"Don't kill me!" He stretched out his hand and shouted, "I know the whereabouts of Hong Jiuxiang!"

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(End of this chapter)