"What the hell is this?" Zhao Ritian's expression changed instantly. He held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, trying to break free from the mouth of the spirit-swalking beast.

However, the spirit-swalking beasts gritted their teeth one by one and penetrated Zhao Ritian's skin, and the tentacles in their mouths firmly sucked his fists.

"Things that cost you life." Chu Heng continued to increase his efforts and said coldly, "The Five Spiritual Art of Taichu" ".

Suddenly, the suction force in the mouth of the spirit-swalking beast became stronger, and the ice spirit power in Zhao Ritian's body rushed into its mouth with difficulty, and then passed to Chu Heng's body.

Zhao Ritian felt that the Bing Ling he had just conquered was about to break free from his body and rush out at this moment.

Moreover, Zhao Ritian also felt a feeling of fear and fear coming from the Bing Ling.

"Ice Spirit is afraid, and I am still afraid of Chu Heng?" Zhao Ritian's face looked extremely ugly. He could clearly feel that the power of the ice spirit in his body was rapidly losing.

With the loss of power, Zhao Ritian could clearly feel that the power of the Ice Spirit was being continuously weakened.

Although the impact is very small now, if this continues, the power of the Bing Ling will inevitably not be affected.

He just temporarily conquered the Ice Spirit and had not yet fully refined it.

At this time, if Bing Ling feels that the crisis initiates resistance, he may be severely injured by Bing Ling's backlash.

In this way, he will be defeated by Chu Heng.

Chu Heng's left hand suddenly blasted out, and five claws suddenly hit Zhao Ritian's neck. The Netherworld War Pattern was opened, and the Great Plundering Technique was used, crazily plundering the vitality and true energy in Zhao Ritian's body.

Zhao Ritian did not react at all to this sudden change, and his consciousness was impacted by the passage of many vitality and true energy.

Zhao Ritian's eyes turned dark and he almost fell into a coma.

However, the strong sense of crisis made Zhao Ritian forcibly survive, biting his tongue, making his consciousness clearer.

He used the severe pain to stimulate his nerves and began to block the passing of vitality in his body.

However, he couldn't take care of the West and instantly entered a life-and-death crisis.

"I said, provoking me is your biggest mistake in your life." Chu Heng said with a sneer, madly pursuing the Five Spirit Art of Taichu, and continuing to increase the devouring speed of the spirit-swalking beast: "By the way, I'll collect your ice spirit."

The vitality in Zhao Ritian's body was constantly deprived of the true energy and poured into Chu Heng's body.

After the refining of the Five Spiritual Art of Taichu, it quickly condensed into an ice pill in Chu Heng's dantian sea.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying cold wave broke out in Zhao Ritian's body, and a powerful force crazily impacted his meridians and internal organs, and even a layer of frost began to appear on the surface of his body.

"Puff!" Zhao Ritian directly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and there was ice residue inside the blood.

Bing Ling felt the crisis of life and death, and at this moment he backed on Zhao Ritian.

"I am the most talented prince in the history of Ziyang Dynasty. I want to make Ziyang Dynasty a top dynasty. How could I lose?" Zhao Ritian looked ferocious and roared wildly. The two spiritual roots in his body were released at this moment, suppressing Bing Ling with all his strength, trying to stabilize the chaos in his body: "I can't die here, I can't die, I can't die!"

The Ice Spirit has been completely alarmed, and Chu Heng is constantly plundering the true energy and vitality in Zhao Ritian's body, which makes him extremely weak now and cannot suppress the backlash of the Ice Spirit. Instead, the backlash of the Ice Spirit increases.

The Bing Ling has been alarmed and completely retaliated against Zhao Ritian.

"You have lost, I will take your ice spirit." A frog roar came from the golden toad in Chu Heng's body, and his left hand suddenly condensed into a golden short blade, aimed at Zhao Ritian's neck and blasted down.

Zhao Ritian's neck was easily cut open, and his entire head was cut off, and a blood column mixed with a large amount of ice splattered suddenly spurted out from his neck.

Zhao Ritian's head fell down, and he never thought that the way he died would be like this.

At this time, an ice-blue silkworm rushed out of Zhao Ritian's neck like lightning, trying to escape as soon as possible.

"Want to leave?" A cold light flashed in Chu Heng's eyes, and the spirit-swalking beast on his right hand rushed out in an instant, swallowing the silkworm in one mouthful: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

At this moment, there was silence.

Everyone was shocked to see Chu Heng standing in the sky.

Feng Xueyue's expression was calm, but she was also a little surprised.

Jiang Shuo and Beize's faces were a little solemn, and the ugly one was Feng Yangshu.

After all, judging from the strength Zhao Ritian showed just now, Zhao Ritian's strength is nowhere near any of them.

But even so, Zhao Ritian was still beheaded by Chu Heng.

Zhao Ritian's head is enough to show Chu Heng's strength.

"It's really killed!" said the man in black robe in surprise.

Tie Ruxue had no expression, as if the battle between Chu Heng and Zhao Ritian had already ended.

Now that Zhao Ritian is dead, the next battle will definitely be between Chu Heng and Feng Yangshu, and there are many discussions in the crowd:

"Look at Feng Yangshu's face!"

"Next, it should be the battle between Chu Heng and Feng Yangshu!"

"You guys say, who will win by Feng Yangshu or Chu Heng?"

"Who will win? It's hard to say."

"That's right, Feng Yangshu has two holy weapons, which are not so easy to be killed!"

......

Although I don’t know who will win, judging from the previous battle between Chu Heng and Feng Yangshu, one of the two must be dead.

Chu Heng took over the spirit-swalking beast and temporarily suppressed the ice spirit in the Taichu Five Spirit Cauldron.

In the distance, the battle between Gu Renhuan and the Dark Sky Tiger was not over yet, and blood kept sprinkling out.

If the battle between Chu Heng and Zhao Ritian had not attracted everyone's attention, the battle between Gu Renhuan and the Dark Sky Tiger would have been more attractive.

Gu Renhuan fought bloody battles, and the black knife in his hand continued to slash, and each time it would slash out a series of sword shadows, and the sound of whining through the air was endless.

The dark sky tiger was also stimulated to be fierce in its body, and its sharp claws kept slapping, setting off a surging tide of darkness and a wild collision with Gu Renhuan.

Another wild collision, the dark sky tiger knocked Gu Renhuan out.

The black knife in Gu Renhuan's hand also cleaves a hideous hole in the claws of the Dark Sky Tiger, sprinkling a piece of scarlet blood.

"Kill!" Gu Renhuan flew out for 300 meters in a row before stabilizing his body. A violent murderous aura surged out of his body, and he rushed towards the Dark Sky Tiger again.

As Gu Renhuan came, the huge claws of the dark sky tiger rolled up a large piece of powerful energy and slapped at Gu Renhuan again.

When he reached the front of the dark sky tiger, Gu Renhuan suddenly threw out a piece of black iron.

Runes flashed on the black iron and quickly enlarged, like a shield blocking Gu Renhuan.

However, the dark sky tiger slapped out with one claw.

Gu Renhuan suddenly rushed out from behind the black iron, slashed the dark sky tiger's head with a knife, directly shattering half of its head, and bursting out a large piece of blood, as if a rain of blood was falling.

The dark sky tiger went crazy in an instant, and the tiger claws hit Gu Renhuan again.

Gu Renhuan's shoulders were directly shattered and his body smashed towards the earth below.

"You are looking for death!" Seeing the tragic situation of the dark sky tiger, Feng Yangshu was instantly furious, soaring into the sky, heading towards Gu Renhuan.

Just as Feng Yangshu swung Fang Tian Huaji, a breath of death instantly enveloped him.

And this breath of death comes from behind him.

Feng Yangshu suddenly swung the Fangtian Painted Spear, like a giant dragon going out to sea, causing huge waves all over the sky, and slashing hard towards the back.

A colorful beam of light shattered the space, rushed to Feng Yangshu like lightning, and collided hard.

There was a loud bang, deafening.

The colorful beam of light shattered Feng Yangshu's attack, shattering Feng's hands, and the casting was not diminished, and it blasted over to brush Feng Yangshu's heart.

A blood hole the size of a fist appeared in Feng Yangshu's chest, and cracks appeared on half of his body.

Feng Yangshu sprayed out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with a strong look of horror.

He did not dare to stay any longer, and immediately fled from the Sea of ​​Death with the Dark Sky Tiger in a panic.

Many warriors were shocked. The attack severely damaged Feng Yangshu, which was enough to show the power of Chu Heng's attack just now.

Seeing Feng Yangshu and the Dark Sky Tiger leave, Chu Heng did not pursue, not because he didn't want to chase, but because he is not in a state now.

Feng Yangshu seemed to have been severely injured, but he still had the power to fight.

If you want to force Feng Yangshu, the most direct result may be both defeats.

Chu Heng fell from the sky, put away the battle spear and holy spear, and turned to the place where Gu Renhuan fell.

At this time, Gu Renhuan was lying in a big pit covered in blood, most of the bones on his body were broken, and even his internal organs were displaced, but he didn't say a word.

Chu Heng took Gu Renhuan into the Five Spirit Cauldron of Taichu, asked Wenren Xuanxuan and others to take good care of Gu Renhuan, and quickly left the Sea of ​​Death with the man in black robe.

The warriors present no longer stayed and left one after another. They wanted to quickly spread what happened in the Sea of ​​Death.

Once this news spreads, it will definitely shock the entire Tianjue battlefield, and Chu Heng's name will be included in the list of things that cannot be provoked.

A trip to the Palace of Death came thousands of people, but only hundreds of people left.

Five days later, in a hidden cave in the middle of the Tianjue battlefield.

Chu Heng slowly opened his eyes, and his injuries had all recovered, and he returned to his peak state again.

"Are you awake?" Yun Chen said, "Have you taken off his black robe."

"The holy spear you want." Chu Heng took out the holy spear and handed it to Yun Chen.
To be continued...