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Chapter 85: A Step Late, the Bloodthirsty Demonic Vine
"It seems that we are still a step late." Looking at the unrecognizable bodies of Wang Bingquan and Ma Youcai, Song Yingchun sighed and shook her head with some regret.

It’s okay for Wang Bingquan.

But Ma Youcai was the insider that the Song family had planted in the Demon Suppression Division with great difficulty.

He had worked diligently over the years and helped the family a lot. But in the end, he ended up like this, which made him feel a little sorry.

"It's not your fault." Su Heng persuaded, "They are just too weak."

"I gave them a chance. If they were willing to go together, they might be able to survive."

Looking at his calm and indifferent face, Song Ting clenched his fists and felt anger rushing to his heart.

His brows were furrowed, and his neck seemed to become slightly thicker.

"What do you think of human life? A toy? They're all dead, and you're still pretending to be so."

"What else..." Su Heng spread his hands, "There is always a price to pay for betrayal."

His gaze lingered on Song Ting's face for a moment, "I remember you. You were there when I killed Hong Wendao that day."

"I am truly flattered." Song Ting responded with a wry smile.

"So……"

Su Heng said, "Are you here to avenge Hong Wendao?"

"That's right!" Song Ting said loudly.

"Since you have seen the scene when I took action, do you still think you can threaten me?" Su Heng tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face.

Song Ting clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "Brother Wendao has done me a favor. At most, I will repay him with my life. Besides, martial arts is about the weak defeating the strong. If you don't even have the courage to challenge the strong, then what have you learned from all these years of hard study and practice?"

"Very good..." Su Heng smiled and clapped his hands, "I admire your courage."

"As a reward, I allow you to strike first. Let me see your determination to avenge your brother." Su Heng paused for a moment, his lips twitching, his smile widening, "Don't let me down."

"Humph!"

Song Ting sneered, "I want to see if you can still have the last laugh when my two brothers join forces!"

He shook his arms violently, and his wide sleeves tore.

Several golden rings were wrapped around the strong and powerful forearms, making clanging sounds.

Bang bang bang!
He struck several poses in quick succession.

The clothes on his body were torn into pieces and turned into tattered cloth strips that flew away.

The body, which was originally the size of a normal human, quickly expanded and grew larger as the power was exerted, becoming more engorged with blood and exceeding two meters in the blink of an eye.

The muscles on his body are like the roots of an old tree, intertwined and look majestic and strong.

"call!!!"

After adjusting your condition to its peak.

Song Ting looked stern, took a step forward, and punched Su Heng hard.

This punch was opened and closed, looking ordinary, without any fancy variables, but the hidden power in it was constantly gathering, rotating, and pressurizing during the process of exerting force, until a heavy hammer-like shadow was formed on the front of the fist, driving the air flow and falling towards the center of Su Heng's chest.

"The Song family's ancestral power of collapsing mountains and rocks is indeed amazing." A hint of admiration flashed across Su Heng's eyes.

If we only talk about the level of cultivation.

Song Ting should be in the first stage of the demon fetus, and the blood transfusion is complete.

If one can break through to the second stage, the Five Internal Organs Realm, then he will be at the level of a true patriarch.

But even so, with the help of some special techniques, the power gathered in Song Ting's fist is more than three times that of normal blood exchange.

In terms of total strength alone, it is enough to rival some slightly weaker five internal organs masters.

Unfortunately……

This amount of power still poses no threat to Su Heng.

Snapped!
Su Heng stretched out his big hands and clenched them forward.

Song Ting's full-strength punch was blocked by him, and the entire fist was wrapped by the big hand.

The two forces collided and squeezed each other in the air, and then exploded with a loud bang, and lines of white mist shot out in all directions.

Su Heng broke through the energy blockade on Song Ting.

Five fingers as thick as copper pillars grasped Song Ting's wrist.

If they were fighting normally, Song Ting's arm would still be at risk and would be crushed by Su Heng's terrifying wrist strength.

And Song Ting seemed to be prepared.

I don't know what metal the ring on my wrist is made of.

Infused with strength, it became extremely hard. Su Heng could easily tear apart the fingers made of fine steel, and he only slightly twisted and deformed them.

Su Heng's changes of tactics were just as fast.

Since I can't crush it, then -

He exerted a little force with his arms, and Song Ting's body, which was more than two meters tall, was lifted up and smashed down in the air like a toy.

boom!
There was a loud bang.

Dust and smoke flew up from the ground, and huge holes appeared.

Large pieces of gravel and soil flew everywhere, the dense forests on both sides of the open space swayed, making rustling sounds, and flocks of birds flapped their wings and disappeared into the sky.

The smoke dissipated and the flying debris fell back to the ground.

In a pit more than two meters deep under his feet, Song Ting folded his arms and legs to form a protective posture to relieve force.

Large patches of dark brown fish scales appeared on his arms, shoulders, back, and other parts of his body, and his ears turned into strange pointed ears like those of an elf.

"A demonic skeleton that can increase the body's defense capabilities."

Su Heng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No wonder his strength is so much stronger than opponents of the same level."

"pity……"

The smile on his face disappeared, his eyes were stern, he raised his leg and stomped down heavily, the force wrapped around his foot was like a raging fire, it brought up thick smoke, and even blew the surrounding grass down.

It is conceivable what would happen if such a kick were to hit you hard.

Even a man of iron would be broken into two on the spot.

Just before Su Heng's kick landed, Song Yingchun, who had been hiding, finally made a move.

Accompanied by a sharp whistling sound like the roar of hundreds of beasts, his body turned into a black line and his speed increased dramatically.

The whole body's strength is gathered at the fingertips of the palms, forming a cone-like shape.

Accompanied by wisps of white mist, it hit Su Heng's waist.

boom!
Su Heng blocked with his elbow.

As circles of invisible air waves spread, the clothes on his upper body began to tear apart.

His kick also changed direction and landed in empty space, but was dodged by Song Ting at the critical moment.

Within a three-meter radius, the ground shook violently.

The stones broke into pieces and the soil turned into powder.

Song Ting stood up and stood far away, breathing heavily and wiping his face with his hand.

He opened his hands and suddenly found a bright red spot in his palms.

This is the small stones kicked up by the explosion of powerful force.

It scratched across the cheek and broke through the defense directly.

"Hiss..." Song Ting's eyes turned red, "Kill this monster!"

He folded his arms, and the metal rings on his arms collided with each other, exploding a translucent sound wave ripple, and rushed towards Su Heng.

Song Ting and Song Yingchun.

The former has thick body and high defense, while the latter has fast speed and strong piercing ability.

In addition, the two are twin brothers who have lived together since childhood and have perfect cooperation with each other.

The three of them fought together, dodging and moving, creating numerous phantoms. No matter if it was an ancient tree that several people could hug, or a moss-covered boulder more than two meters high, anything that was touched would explode and shatter.

For a moment, muffled noises continued in the forest.

Flocks of birds flapped their wings and flew high into the sky, while all the beasts trembled in fear.

As time passed, the gap between the three gradually widened.

The strength in Su Heng seemed to be endless, and even now he was fighting with ease and looked confident of victory.

Song Ting and Song Yingchun had to rely on close cooperation to barely hold on.

Moreover, their energy was consumed too quickly and their momentum was exhausted.

Finally—bang!

Su Heng's face gradually turned cold, and he threw a punch out of nowhere.

The terrifying fist force squeezed the air, and a dense white shock wave burst out.

The rows of big trees before my eyes exploded with a loud bang, debris flew everywhere, and a deep gully with rolling soil appeared on the ground.

And at the end of the ravine.

A protruding steep mountain wall broke apart inch by inch, the cracks spread and collapsed into a huge pit.

The moonlight was as chilly as frost. Song Ting and Song Yingchun both stopped at the same time, turned sideways to glance behind them, swallowed, and felt a chill running up their backs.

"Damn it!" Song Ting cursed in his heart.

With just a casual punch, the earth collapsed and the mountains collapsed. Such unreasonable destructive power was too exaggerated.

"You are almost reaching your limit." Su Heng did not pursue the victory, but said coldly, "If this is all you are capable of, how can you avenge Hong Wendao?"

His brows were furrowed, and a bloodshot light flashed in his eyes. "Could it be that you two are playing a trick on me!?"

"You are indeed very strong, but strength is not everything in this world."

Although he was clearly at a disadvantage and exhausted, there was no sign of urgency on Song Ting's face. Instead, there was a hint of a smile on his face.

"Look around you, idiot!" Song Yingchun said loudly.

"Ok?"

Su Heng frowned, as if he had noticed something.

Swish swish!
The moment he raised his head, streaks of blood rushed out from the dense forest.

Scarlet vines as thick as an adult's wrist, covered with sharp thorns and barbs, were wrapped around Su Heng's hands and feet.

Su Heng struggled a little harder.

He was unable to pull the vines off his body.

"This is..." He sensed a trace of demonic aura from the vines, but it was not strong. And there should be no other living creatures in the surrounding environment.

"This is a formation constructed using the remains of the bloodthirsty demon vine."

Song Ting tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and his strong and majestic body landed on a branch. He turned his back to the bright moon and looked down at Su Heng.

"The bloodthirsty devil vine is not only impervious to water and fire, but also extremely tough. More importantly, once a warrior is entangled by the devil vine, his or her strength will be suppressed and absorbed, making it difficult to function." Song Ting explained with a smile, "The bloodthirsty devil vine is the nemesis of warriors and the treasure of my Song family."

"Really?" Su Heng tried to circulate his strength and indeed found that there was a lot of delay.

"Kill!" Song Ting swallowed a secret medicine that stimulated his potential, and a large number of spider-web-like scarlet blood vessels appeared on his body.

"Take his life now and don't let him recover!" Song Ting shouted, and Song Yingchun followed immediately.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, crossed each other.

He attacked Su Heng again.

(End of this chapter)