In the dark and haze smog, the bandits kept screaming and falling off their horses. The ones who took action were the big ghosts and the scoundrels. Now, the strength of the scoundrels no longer cared about these thieves in the realm of dark green and light red. They acted as fast as lightning and would not drag their feet at all.?

Within a few breaths, more than twenty bandits were killed or injured, and even trampled into meat paste by their mount when they fell off.

"Damn it, the stinky brat hides his head and reveals his tail, and uses tricks to hurt my subordinates. Come out for me!" Until now, Wang Jie, the head of Dongpingzhai, still barking like a bald-tailed dog: "If you have the ability, come out and fight alone with me."

"Hahaha, you're so angry. Even if you are the black-air domineering person, I have seen a lot of them. What are you, Wang Jie?"

Guan Heng waved his hand to ask the giant bee to retract the dark haze. When Wang Jie saw that all his subordinates had died in the hands of the other party, Heng fell all over the ground, and immediately became so angry that the guy's eyes were so angry that he was furious.

"Dropping off the horse, I'll give you a chance to challenge me directly." Guan Heng stood several feet away with his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "It doesn't matter if you take action first."

"Uhhhhh--Boy, you're bullying me too much."

"Surp——" Wang Jie, a strong man in the deep red realm, roared wildly and jumped off the horse. Then, he swung his dark green cloak on his body and looked over Guan Heng's head.

It was not in vain that Wang Jie could get into the position of the boss of Dongpingzhai. He knew that although Guan Heng had a semi-red realm, he had too many strange methods, and he was afraid that he would lose inexplicably if he was not careful. So Wang Jie danced his cloak and used a trick to block Guan Heng's sight. The moment he took action, he would be faster and more effective.

"Hmph, how can the despicable tricks work before my eyes?"

"Huh——" Guan Heng's fists suddenly came out without hesitation, and the power of the Wuma fist hit the opponent's cloak in an instant.

"Swish!" The strong wind pressure of the fist immediately tore the cloak into pieces, but at the same time, Wang Jie's weapon - a pair of fine copper short halberds, also swept across from left and right in an instant: "Kill--"

"Dangdang-Bangbang-Bangbang!" Guan Heng's half-red palm sword collided with the opponent's short halberd repeatedly in an instant, and both of them wanted to defeat their opponents in an instant.

However, Guan Heng's fighting spirit was stronger, just because he had experienced many opponents in the red-hot powerhouse, and even the domineering realm. Just Wang Jie could not curb Guan Heng's crazy offensive at all.

"Hell!" "Puchi!" The half-red palm sword suddenly swept away against the short halberd, and immediately three fingers flew red. The short halberd with his left hand fell to the ground. Wang Jie immediately shouted in pain: "Ahhhh--" "I'm fighting with you!" He said this, and at that time, Wang Jie's right hand halberd looked at the door of the cross-section and fell violently.

"Fight with me? You are not worthy!"

"Bang!" In the flash of lightning, Guan Heng's palm knife instantly turned into a fist, and immediately hit the halberd in the opponent's palm. "Huhuhuhu--" The short halberd flew out of his hand and flew rapidly in the air, and then plunged into a nearby tree.

"Huh--Bang bang bang bang bang!" Before Wang Jie could react, Guan Heng fired his bow from left to right, and the series of heavy punches fell on the opponent's head, face and body like a storm, only hitting Wang Jie's bones shattered, and Ang Kuang bang red fog: "Uh--"

"The last blow, I'll send you on the road..." He said this, and it was almost time to say that Guan Heng was about to wave his fist and land on the other party's heart, but at the next moment, two figures suddenly rushed out not far away. They all shouted and said, "Don't hurt my friend!"

"Bang bang!" The two of them punched each, just blocking Guan Heng's attack. In an instant, Guan Heng immediately felt that these two were actually half-black powerful men, and his fierce and powerful force immediately rushed towards him!

"Uh...puff!" Guan Heng could not suppress the attacks of two and a half black men, and immediately Ang Zha blew out a bloody mouthful, but at this moment, he suddenly roared: "Seven Ghosts appear, kill me!!"

"Wuwuwu--" The six ghosts and the infant white ghost all roared in an instant, and the master was attacked and seriously injured, which made them suddenly feel extremely violent anger.

"No, this kid can actually control six red-gas ghosts, and he can't fight hard." The old man on the left suddenly clamped the seriously injured Wang Jie under the rib with his arm, and suddenly punched his companion on the shoulder: "Bang."

The old man with wrinkles on his face panicked and screamed in panic: "Jiang Tang, what are you doing?!"

"Hahaha, Yang Ji, you can block me for a while." The old man with white eyebrows, Jiang Tangyi was cruel and vicious. He immediately abandoned Yang Ji in order to escape successfully. At this time, he had already run out of an arrow, but the old man Yang Ji was forced to fight with the Seven Ghosts.

"Huh--" Yang Ji waved a copper spear in his palm and desperately swept the siege of the Seven Ghosts, but the other party gathered very quickly and did not give the old guy a chance to escape.

"You old guy dares to attack me and seek death."

"Clang--" Guan Heng swallowed a piece of two kinds of cream at this time, forcibly suppressing his injuries, and instantly pulled out the Hongyun Sword and rushed towards the other party.

"How dare the boy in the semi-red realm be so arrogant? I will kill you first, and then fight these ghosts." Yang Ji felt that after killing Guan Heng, the seven ghosts would naturally be in trouble without fighting, so he waved his spear and spear and suddenly nailed Guan Heng's heart: "Come on your life--"

"You are the one who overestimates your ability." Guan Heng just said lightly. The Hongyun Sword in his palm suddenly turned into a circle. After a few crisp sounds of "cracking", the other party's spear suddenly broke into several pieces.

"Oh no, this kid is using a magic weapon, I..." Before Yang Ji could think of responding to the hostilities, Guan Heng's Hongyun sword edge suddenly pointed to his neck: "Puchi--"

A blood thread was pushed out of the wound and suddenly flew all over the sky. Guan Heng said coldly at this time: "If you want to blame, you will blame you for your daring to attack me. Also, your companion named Jiang Tang is not a big deal, so he actually left you and ran away."

"Jiang Tang...he...he is one of the five elders of Moudu..." Yang Ji deeply hated Jiang Tang for betrayal of himself at this time, so he breathed his last breath and reached out to grab Guan Heng's collar. His mouth was filled with blood foam and stuttered, "You, you must let him accompany me..."

"Don't worry, the prey I am targeting in Guan Heng has absolutely no hope of survival. The whole thing that Jiang Tang and Wang Jie he took away, all of them are dead, sure!"

Listening to Guan Heng's words, Yang Ji shook the corners of his mouth, barely smiled bitterly, and finally slowly fell to Guan Heng, and died of anger.

"Hmph, Jiang Tang and Wang Jie, when you meet again, it must be your death date." Guan Heng glanced at Yang Ji's corpse at this time, and then clenched his fists and clattered: "I want you to regret such a serious mistake you have made until the moment you die."
Chapter completed!