From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a powerful martial arts demon god!

Chapter 76 Slaying

Guanbei Street.

This street, located in the north of Yuquan District, is quite old, with two- or three-story old buildings lining both sides of the street.

The cracked cement road and the long-neglected streetlights exude a sense of decay.

Even the residents of this street are mostly middle-aged and elderly people. Apart from a little darkness hidden beneath the calm surface, the whole street is quite inconspicuous.

Today, however, the continuous roar shattered the tranquility of this street.

Jiang Heng stood on the second floor of the foot massage parlor, his expression indifferent. The fiery aura brought by the third-level Blood Burning technique emitted a scorching temperature, distorting the surrounding air.

Meanwhile, Ding Yan and Mo San Niang, who were on the opposite side of the street, sensed a sense of oppression from Jiang Heng. They couldn't help but exchange a glance, both reading a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

Both of them had taken the improved version of the Bone-Corroding Virus drug, which greatly enhanced their strength.

If the two of them joined forces, they could probably kill the former Iron Ghost Zhao Shan in the blink of an eye.

Logically speaking, he should also be able to kill Jiang Heng, who had only recently entered the third level of the physical body realm.

But why?

Ding Yan frowned, staring at Jiang Heng on the second floor, various thoughts flashing through his mind.

At this point, the die was cast and the arrow was ready to be released.

Pang Long has already led a team to the southwest region to create opportunities for the two of them.

If this mission fails, it's hard to imagine the rage Pang Long will unleash upon their return. Ding Yan made up his mind and muttered coldly, "Let's attack together! We must kill him!"

"good!"

Mo San Niang clearly understood the importance of this matter, and with a cold expression, she nodded in agreement.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Yan took a step forward.

His figure seemed to transform into a ghost, silently merging into the air, and heading towards Jiang Heng on the second floor of the foot massage parlor.

He practices the Shadow Breathing Technique, which makes him extremely adept at stealth and assassination.

Furthermore, he has already mastered a professional-level martial art called "Dark Blade" to the point of near-mastery.

His breathing techniques and martial arts complement each other perfectly, which has made him stronger than other mid-stage level three martial artists!

Meanwhile, Mo San Niang also made her move at the same time.

She is not good at close combat, but her own qi is extremely suitable for attaching to hidden weapons.

He also mastered a professional-level technique called "Blood Swallow Hand" to a minor level.

As Ding Yan made his shot from the left side...

She quickly circled around to the right, extending her five fingers and secretly holding five drops of blood between them, merging them into her own energy.

Lai Yi—

With a few whooshing sounds, several blood-red, droplet-shaped hidden weapons tore through the air.

With speed and power far exceeding that of a bullet, it hurtled toward Jiang Heng at breakneck speed!

Despite facing two deadly attacks from the left and right, Jiang Heng remained calm.

A surge of powerful bio-energy erupted from the muscles and bones within the body, converging into thick streams of energy that surged and flowed along the more than fifty energy pathways within the body.

With his skeletal potential developed to nearly 60%, his overall Qi perception has increased several times over.

Even when fully activating the third-tier Blood Burning Technique, there is still enough energy left to unleash the "Three Forms of the Broken Ape".

With his left leg touching the ground, he took a step out of the broken second-floor exterior wall of the foot massage parlor, his figure leaving a fiery red afterimage in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of three zhang, dodging the blood droplet hidden weapons that were rushing towards him, and faced Ding Yan head-on!

Ding Yan's gaze turned cold, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

Can you fight me in close combat?

Alright, then let me see how you managed to kill Zhao Shan!

He shifted his weight down, his left knee bent like a bow, and his body suddenly sprang up, closing in on Jiang Heng in the blink of an eye. Then, he abruptly moved to the left.

With a flick of his wrist, a powerful surge of energy erupted along several meridians in his arm, and a phantom shadow flashed past along his knife-wielding right hand.

The black blade in his hand pierced straight towards Jiang Heng's throat from the upper angle!

Hidden Blade - Throat Lock Thrust!

This is the fastest and most ferocious move in the martial arts technique "Dark Blade," and it is also the move that Ding Yan has mastered after many years of hard work.

He's used this move to assassinate countless masters over the years; now, using it on this callow youth, he'll surely be in trouble—.—

A long, slender hand suddenly reached out and passed through the blade Ding Yan had thrust out from the left.

The powerful muscles on his arms contained immense strength, carrying an aura as fiery as fire.

He acted later than Ding Yan, but he was faster!

In the blink of an eye, it tore through the air and, before Ding Yan's blade could pierce Jiang Heng's throat, it used its five fingers to form a claw and gripped Ding Yan's throat!

The Second Form of the Crippled Ape: Crying Blood and Plucking the Moon.

Legend has it that when the senior Yuan Jingang was refining and creating this move,

The patient's own organ diseases have become so severe that the flow of Qi in this move will inevitably involve the internal organs.

Therefore, every time he used this move against an enemy, he would vomit blood afterward.

So this move, which hadn't been decided on at the beginning, was later simply named "Weeping Blood and Plucking the Moon".

Now, Jiang Heng's internal organs are in good health, and his understanding of martial arts is no less than that of the senior Yuan Jingang back then.

If this move is used now, it will be even more powerful than that of the predecessor Yuan Jingang back then!

Feeling the icy coldness in my throat,

Ding Yan's expression changed drastically. He suddenly looked up and, without hesitation, flipped the blade in his right hand, attempting to sever Jiang Heng's outstretched right hand.

However, it was already too late.

A powerful aura erupted from his fingertips, and his five fingers pressed down sharply, crushing the flesh and bones around Ding Yan's neck.

The next instant, the crimson flames surging in his palm seemed to come alive, rapidly spreading up Ding Yan's neck.

In the blink of an eye, it swallowed his head!

"ah----"

A piercing scream instantly echoed throughout Guanbei Street, frightening nearby residents so much that they trembled and smashed what they were holding.

The vitality of a level three martial artist is incredibly strong.

Even though his head was scorched by flames and his flesh was almost melted, Ding Yan was still alive and managed to open his mouth with difficulty.

"Spare me—spare me!"

Jiang Heng raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression unchanged.

With a thought, the flames formed from his Qi senses instantly burrowed into his five senses like a bone marrow abscess, completely burning away his brain.

Its head was completely charred and it ceased its struggle.

Jiang Heng immediately released his hand.

Ding Yan's body fell to the ground with a thud, startling Mo San Niang, who was standing there in a daze.

She snapped back to her senses, stared in horror at Jiang Heng standing in the middle of the street, and then turned and ran without hesitation.

Whether she can withstand Pang Long's wrath afterward is another matter; the immediate question is whether she can save her own life!

In the blink of an eye, Ding Yan, a level three martial artist who had cultivated for nearly twenty years, died at this man's hands.

He's only eighteen or nineteen years old and has just reached the third level of physical cultivation, so how can he be so powerful?!

Various thoughts flashed through her mind, and she sped down the street with incredible speed.

But at his current speed, he probably can't shake off Jiang Heng behind him!

She still vividly remembered the terrifying speed at which this person had sprinted from Wutong Street to Guanbei Street.

Having survived in the Hongmen for over a decade, he has committed countless acts of murder and arson.

Mo San Niang's mind raced, and she immediately came up with an idea.

His gaze quickly swept around and finally settled on the eight or nine-year-old children fighting in the street from behind the window on the second floor of a house.

Ordinary residents, especially children as young as eight or nine, were perfect targets for kidnapping!

These security bureau members are all hypocritical; they certainly won't dare to make another move, and that will be my chance to escape.

Guanbei Street is located in the suburbs of Yuquan District, and is less than ten kilometers away from the neighboring Baoshan District.

As long as I escape Yuquan District, I can survive!

Mo San Niang suddenly flicked a handful of blood behind her, then turned around and sped towards the second floor of the residential building.

Five drops of condensed blood energy shot out instantly, creating a whirlwind and a sharp whooshing sound that echoed through the air.

Each of the five blood drops was as powerful as a professional-level martial arts move, condensing Mo San Niang's maximum qi!

Jiang Heng stared at the five incredibly powerful hidden weapons ahead, and the energy within his body once again transformed into dozens of thick, writhing snakes.

It caused flames to swirl and lick at its surface, distorting the surrounding air.

With his left foot touching the ground, he suddenly lunged forward three zhang (approximately 10 meters), his powerful arms reaching forward, his muscles taut like steel wires.

Dozens of snake-like energies eventually converged at the right shoulder into a thick, powerful dragon, which then poured out along the meridians of the arm.

The White Ape's second move, "Crying Blood and Plucking the Moon," was unleashed once again.

Bang bang bang! Jiang Heng's arm, seemingly enveloped in flames, swept through the air, leaving several afterimages as he caught all five blood drops. With a quick glance, he saw Mo San Niang approaching a residential building. She leaped up and reached out to grab the eight-year-old child on the second floor.

Mo San Niang was clearly unaware of one thing.

With the strength of a level three martial artist, the child behind the window would be torn to pieces if he were merely grazed by the impact.

However, Jiang Heng wouldn't give her that chance again.

His gaze sharpened, he stepped forward with his left foot, twisted his waist to the right, and pulled his right hand back fully like a drawn bow.

A powerful aura permeated these five blood-drop hidden weapons forged from special alloys.

Then, twisting his waist and turning around, he shot five drops of blood from his hand straight at Mo San Niang with an indomitable momentum!

The energy contained within the blood droplet at this moment is even greater than that poured out by Mo San Niang just now!

The flames transformed into raging inferno, burning on the alloy surface!

Mo San Niang, suspended in mid-air, looked at the eight-year-old child getting closer and closer to her, her eyes growing increasingly excited.

Once we capture him, we can restrain the Wu'an Bureau branch captain behind us and prevent him from continuing the pursuit.

Suddenly, a sharp whooshing sound rang in my ears, and an intense sense of crisis came from behind me.

Mo San Niang's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively wanted to dodge.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Five drops of blood burning with intense flames slammed into Mo San Niang's body in quick succession, the immense force engulfing her form.

It flew horizontally for 100 meters in mid-air.

He fell like a kite with a broken string, leaving a trail of blood more than ten meters long on the concrete of the street.

Five drops of blood were embedded in Mo San Niang's body, and flames of two thousand degrees were rapidly scorching her skin and flesh!