**Chapter 57: New Dungeon - Ancient Sword Cultivator's Tomb (12)**

**Chapter 57: New Dungeon - Ancient Sword Cultivator's Tomb (12)**

Heretic Fang Heng heard Su Chen scolding him as a crooked heretic.

His expression immediately became ferocious.

"No, you are just a small Qi gathering stage cultivator; how can you have the confidence to speak nonsense here?

What's wrong with being an evil heretic? Only when you are alive can you have a future; but when you die, you will have nothing!

You are on the righteous path, but if you die, what is the meaning of your righteous path?"

With this thought, the blood sword in the hands of the Heretic Fang Heng attacked Su Chen's face in an instant with lightning speed.

And almost at the moment before he made a move, Su Chen predicted this action in advance.

Su Chen's body slightly turned aside, and the black dragon sword in his hand moved upward from bottom to top, simultaneously targeting the vital point of the heretic Fang Heng, as if exchanging his life for his own.

In a flash, the heretic Fang Heng, who valued his life, had to abandon his original attack and immediately retreated to avoid Su Chen's strike.

But this was just a delaying tactic.

After pulling away to a certain distance, the heretic Fang Heng suddenly surged forward once more.

His heretic path demon body, resembling a snake's tail, not only did not reduce his speed but instead made him more flexible and capable of executing many actions that violated human physiological structure.

Such a strange attack method is difficult for ordinary people to dodge, even if they want to.

But is Su Chen an ordinary person?

Of course not.

In the empty second floor of the Sword Pavilion, the figures of Su Chen and the heretic Fang Heng kept intersecting.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Every time the two made contact, dazzling sparks and crisp metallic sounds erupted.

Facing the violent attacks of the Heretic Fang Heng, although Su Chen was much weaker than him in terms of cultivation and speed, strangely, Su Chen could always anticipate the Heretic Fang Heng's attack intentions.

He could respond even before the attack was initiated.

Therefore, even if the Heretic Fang Heng had an advantage on paper, in a short time, they actually fought evenly.

Something was wrong; it was too wrong!!!

The Heretic Fang Heng noticed that he could not defeat Su Chen, and his eyes gradually changed from contempt to solemnity.

He didn't understand what was happening. Obviously, they had just met for the first time, yet Su Chen seemed to know him well; no matter what he did, Su Chen could predict it in advance.

This was either because Su Chen was familiar with him and had fought him thousands of times, knowing all of his moves and subconscious behavioral habits, or it meant that this guy had a natural ability similar to "precognition" that allowed him to see future moves in advance.

Heretic Fang Heng thought it should be the latter; after all, you can't know everything about a person you meet for the first time. 

Therefore, he began to subconsciously search for how Su Chen activated this ability.

Not long after, he noticed Su Chen's constantly rotating lotus pupils.

'This kid must be using these eyes to predict my movements.'

'Yes, it has to be a problem with those eyes.'

Thinking of this, Heretic Fang Heng believed he had found Su Chen's weakness.

He then began to attack Su Chen's eyes, whether intentionally or unintentionally, trying to suppress Su Chen's lotus pupil ability.

But in doing so, his attacks became more predictable.

Even so, Su Chen still found it hard to fight back and could only rely on defense and dodging.

After all, the cultivation levels of both sides were there.

Even though Su Chen's traceless swordsmanship had reached the realm of extreme state, it did not mean that his attack speed exceeded that of the Heretic Fang Heng.

He had merely shortened the gap between his speed and that of the Heretic Fang Heng.

At the beginning of their encounter, he could hardly dodge the Heretic Fang Heng's attack.

But as the saying goes, a long attack will lead to failure.

After a prolonged period of passive defense, Su Chen was finally caught by the Heretic Fang Heng.

The left hand of the Heretic Fang Heng suddenly transformed into a flesh-and-blood sword.

Before Su Chen could react, the sword pierced his right chest.

Puff!

Blood flowed from Su Chen's chest, staining his green robe.

"Finally, I caught you."

"Boy, even if you can predict my moves, the gap between our cultivations still exists. Even if you know this move of combining the real and the false, what can you do? Can you dodge it?"

"I deliberately attacked your eyes just for this moment! Hahaha!"

Looking at Su Chen, who was seriously injured by his sword, the heretic Fang Heng revealed an excited expression on his face.

After all, he had been entangled by a Qi gathering stage cultivator for so long. It was a bit embarrassing.

Fortunately, there were only the two of them present, so no one would know how embarrassed he felt.

But soon, the smile on the heretic Fang Heng's face froze.

Because he found that Su Chen, who was seriously injured by him, not only did not display despair but instead seemed more spirited.

"No, it seems to be a trap!"

Seeing the ugly look on the heretic Fang Heng's face, Su Chen's left hand suddenly gripped the blood sword that pierced his body, and he chuckled, "... But I also caught you, didn't I?"

As these words left his mouth, a strong sense of crisis surged in the heart of the heretic Fang Heng.

But it was too late to dodge.

Magical power... Purple Cloud Divine Fire!

In the horrified eyes of the heretic Fang Heng, a large amount of purple flames suddenly emerged from Su Chen's body.

These flames are extremely strong and yang, inherently restraining his crooked ways. 

What made the heretic Fang Heng even more frightened was that these flames could not only harm his body but also suppress the heretic path power within him.

And the heretic path power is foundational for the survival of these heretic demons.

"Ahhh!!!"

Under the intense pain, the heretic Fang Heng screamed immediately.

Then, his body began to struggle frantically, and the blood sword in his right hand kept slashing, trying to rid himself of the terrifying flames coming from Su Chen's body.

But at this time, such chaotic attacks posed no threat to Su Chen.

All of them were blocked by Su Chen's sword with calmness.

Observing Su Chen, who was fighting for his life, Fang Heng, the heretic, admitted that he was panicking.

No one would not care about their own life, and the evil demon was no exception.

If the situation continued to unfold like this, the most likely outcome would be death for both.

He had finally stolen Fang Heng's body and did not want to die in the Sword Pavilion like this!

So, in this crisis, Fang Heng, the heretic, decisively chose to cut off his arm to survive.

He severed his left arm with a sword and quickly distanced himself from Su Chen.

Seeing this scene, Su Chen did not pursue further but took the time to adjust his injuries.

After all, everything happening now was part of his plan.

Su Chen knew from the beginning that it was almost impossible to defeat Fang Heng, the heretic, without injuries.

After the heretic Fang Heng had created some distance, he extinguished the fire of his magical power and said in a cold voice, "Okay, okay, I admit that I underestimated you before."

"But you will never have such good luck next time."

Boom!

As Heretic Fang Heng unleashed the heretic path power in his body with all his strength, his heretic demon body below his waist began to expand continuously.

In an instant, a ten-meter-long giant snake with half a human figure on its tongue appeared before Su Chen.

Upon closer inspection, the head of this flesh-and-blood giant snake bore a striking resemblance to the spirit sword.

This is the true form of Heretic Fang Heng: Evil Sword·Red Tail.

But because he had cut off one of his arms, the massive sword snake was missing a fang, which looked somewhat comical.

Evil Sword·Red Tail, this is the true body of Heretic Fang Heng.

Originally, it was the innate spirit sword Fang Heng had brought out of the Sword Pavilion.

But for some special reason, the spirit sword ultimately chose to consume half of Fang Heng's body, parasitizing him to revive.

Although Red Tail no longer possessed the amazing speed of his human form, his strength and defense had greatly improved.

If you looked closely, you would see that Red Tail Snake's body was covered with burn marks from the flames.

Despite his fierce aura, he felt weak inside.

He was clearly injured by the purple fire of Su Chen earlier.

And all this was within Su Chen's expectations.

After all, he had experienced the same scene hundreds of times.

Staring at the gigantic Red Tail snake, Su Chen suddenly pulled out the blood sword embedded in his chest and then drew a "hemostasis talisman" in the air to temporarily stabilize the wound.

Now that the plan was halfway complete, it depended on whether he could execute the next part…

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