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Chapter 0347 regret too late

The Green Qi Palm Knife is the same as the Domineer Black Qi Palm Knife. It must have a momentum of advancing and not retreating. In an instant, Guan Heng's pair of palm swords suddenly slashed towards the opponent's head. Faced with this devastating attack, Sang Fei was immediately scared and sweated.8                                                                                                                                                                                                                  �

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But Sang Fei was a strong man in the deep red realm after all, so how could he sit and wait for death? Sang Fei instantly pulled out an ancient bronze hammer from his waist and shouted at Guan Heng's Qingqi Palm Knife: "Broken it to me!"

The crimson aura was covered with copper hammers. If this violent attack was hit head-on, Guan Heng would definitely be shattered and disabled on the spot. However, Guan Heng could not retreat, because as long as he retreated, his momentum would immediately lose, and he would not be Sang Fei's opponent. Therefore, Guan Heng could only advance but not retreat, and he would be faster than the opponent!

Just between the lightning, Guan Heng quickly clasped his hand sword that attacked the opponent's head from left to right, and suddenly turned into a downward slash that wrapped the strong wind: "Two palms break the skull knife!"

"Bang-Crack!" The moment Sang Fei's bronze hammer was about to touch Guan Heng, Guan Heng's palm-breaking knife had already slashed on his forehead. The sound of "crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-

Just then, Guan Heng took the opportunity to yell: "Quan Shan, just now, capture him!"

The reason why Guan Heng shouted this was because he felt that nearly 40% of the spiritual energy on his body had been consumed, just because although the Green Qi Palm Sword is extremely sharp, it can help Guan Heng challenge the level and even kill the strong man of the Red Qi, the sword intent of the palm sword also consumes a huge amount of body.

In a hurry, Guan Heng could only disturb Sang Fei's mind. This old guy really fell into a trap and thought Quan Shan wanted to take the opportunity to attack. Sang Fei immediately turned his head and scolded: "Quan Shan, you--"

However, Quan Shan, who was watching the battle several feet away, had no place to move at all, and his face also showed a look of astonishment. At this moment of lightning, Guan Heng suddenly made a gesture, and the giant bee ghost suddenly rushed over with the wind. Sang Fei Meng felt that the wind was bad behind his head was not good. When he wanted to avoid it, the injury on the palm knife on his head suddenly made him dizzy: "Uh?!"

"Puff!" The giant bee's tail sting needle instantly hit Sang Fei's neck and throat. Then, the giant bee quickly turned around and suddenly pulled open the other party's eyebrows with its extremely sharp jaws. The other five ghosts rushed up in the roar of the ghost. In an instant, the ghost's claws flew and cold light rose, and it instantly took Sang Fei's life.

This series of killing Sang Fei was completed in just a few breaths. Quan Shan was so scared that he was dumbfounded. He used his hand to kill his fingers and said in a trembling voice: "You, didn't you say that the patriarch wanted to capture Sang Fei alive and ask for guilt? Why did he kill him?"

"Hmph, what a pity. It's just because of a small pure stone that makes you lose confidence in Sang Fei. Let me tell you the truth. He did not betray Tong Jianghai, and you were fooled." Guan Heng sneered at this time: "But it doesn't matter, I will send you to accompany your old friend immediately."

"Bang!" He said it, and then soon, in order to concentrate on fighting Quan Shan, Guan Heng handed Qing Huang's bamboo basket to the great ghost and took it to the air to hide. At this time, Quan Shan'ang shouted in pain: "You little brat, I want to avenge my old friend Sang Fei, uh ah ah--"

In an instant, Quan Shan's deep red aura swelled up. He picked up a copper spear beside him and rushed towards Guan Heng: "Kill--"

"Five ghosts, siege!" Guan Heng had no time to entangle with the other party at this time. He had exhausted too much just now and wanted to fight. He said it quickly. At that time, Quan Shan, who had a copper spear, instantly roared and roared, and his ghost claws fell wildly and kept moving around the opponent's vital points.

But at this moment, Quan Shan was heartbroken that his old friend died tragically, and he was unstoppable with anger. He heard the tip of the spear "squeeze" sound instantly, and countless star dots and cold lights were drawn out, which immediately spread the five ghosts.

At the same time, Guan Heng had withdrawn for more than a dozen steps, and suddenly reached out to remove the snow-like bow. A carved feathered arrow instantly put the bow and pulled the string. In the harsh "squeaking" sound, the arrowhead with cold light had already pointed at Quan Shan.

"Uh, ah, boy, come and take his life!" Quan Shan's copper spear suddenly forced the five ghosts to retreat, and then rushed straight towards Guan Heng. Guan Heng suddenly relaxed his fingers, and the bowstring buzzed and trembled rapidly. The arrowheads flew through the air, and instantly nailed towards Quan Shan.

"A little trick!"

Quan Shan saw the cold arrow flying towards him, suddenly shook his wrist and flipped the spear, and bounced the arrow away with a "splash". But at this moment, Quan Shan's rapid momentum was blocked, and Guan Heng suddenly "swished" three carved feather arrows were serially "swished" and the three arrows instantly became a "grade" shape and rushed towards Quan Shan's shoulders.

"Hate!"

"Papapapapapapa!" The roaring Quan Shan used the copper spear in his palm to tremble and swung the arrows one by one in the blink of an eye. But in an instant, Quan Shan suddenly felt that the wind was bad behind his head was bad. It turned out that the first arrow that was bounced away by him turned back and flew in the air. Quan Shan could no longer avoid it.

"Puff!" The arrow was caught by the gangster in the air and flew back, and rushed into Quan Shan's back. The guy let out a "Ouch" scream and immediately staggered forward for several steps. At this moment, the other three blocked eagle arrows were also thrown out by the other gangsters. "Bang, bang, bang!" They hit Quan Shan's neck voice, front heart and lower abdomen respectively.

Quan Shan stared at Guan Heng with his godless eyes. He wanted to say something, but suddenly fell to the sky, and then his head turned weak and he felt sad.

"Huh, fortunately, these two powerful men in the deep red realm were not allowed to join forces to deal with me. Otherwise, even if the Qingqi Palm is beside me, the Six Ghosts and Sixue Bow will help me, it will be quite difficult to win."

Guan Heng waved his hand and asked the great ghost to send back the bamboo basket. Then the six ghosts worked together to clean the bloody body at the entrance of Tianquan Cave so that no one could suddenly see it. But at this moment, Guan Heng suddenly saw Qing Huang's bamboo basket flashing slightly.

"That's right, this is a sign that there are residual souls nearby." Guan Heng was secretly happy and secretly glad that he had not come to the wrong place. Even if he was not looking for the pure stone, he could recover Qing Huang's residual soul, which was the top priority.

At this moment, Yu Ben and Liang Ba quietly poked their heads from behind the rock. In the fierce battle just now, Guan Heng fought against two elders from the Nine Evils of the Poison Dragon. They had never seen such a powerful figure before, let alone Guan Heng fought against two. The most important thing is that Guan Heng still looks so young on the outside.

"Uncle Guan, are you okay?" Yu Ben asked hesitantly at this time: "Those two elders are just dead like that?"

"Of course I'm dead. Didn't you all see it? I've slaughtered by myself."

He paused a little while when he said this, in order to enhance their confidence in fighting the Dulong Valley tribe, Guan Heng exaggeratedly said: "In the small tribal alliance army surrounded outside the Dulong Valley, there are so many people as powerful as me. The Dulong Valley is determined to perish this time."
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