Chapter 8: Single-handedly Slave Group (I)

"Drink!"

"Hah!"

In the center of the wine hall, Qingtianfang, who exuded a strong cyan fear around him, let out a loud shout, and directly wrapped half of Luo Xing's left arm with the huge palm of the big fan, and the violent aura burst from him, raising a gust of demonic wind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the other side, Scarlet Shadow's miserable white palms had completely turned dark black at this time. It was as if a sharp ape fingerprint was imprinted on his arm, and it turned into a terrifying black fluffy demon claw, which also held Luo Xing's right arm hard.

The two demons glanced at each other, and at the same time exerted force to one left and one right. If you dare to speak disrespectfully to the entire Nuliang Group and trample on the dignity of the demons, then tear this onmyoji who doesn't know the height of the sky in half!

"Why, it's obviously a banquet here, but you haven't eaten enough? Hard! ”

But standing in the middle, Luo Xing, whose clothes were constantly blown by the demon wind, seemed to be nothing. Not only did the footsteps not move at all, but even the arms of Qingtianfang and Scarlet Shadow, who were twisted vigorously by even steel, still maintained their original posture, not even bending.

Is this Onmyoji a monster?

Looking at the fear in his body that couldn't stop bursting out, it was obviously not the Qingtianfang and Scarlet Shadow who were pretending, even if it was the cadres in the Nuliang group, there was no guarantee that they would be safe and sound when they pulled them at the same time.

When he was still a human being, Qingtianfang was able to break stones with a single fist, and his palms were bigger than ordinary people's heads, and the destruction monks that everyone feared were just like blue-faced King Kong.

After becoming a monster, the already terrifying power has increased even more terrifyingly, and even Xiaoshan can lift it, but now it can't help Luo Xing's arm.

"Ahh!!!!!hh

Looking at Luo Xing, who was standing in place, with his eyes slightly closed and his hands stretched out, as if he was enjoying the breeze, Qingtianfang gritted his teeth and burst out with all the power in his body. The muscles of his whole body were bulging, and even the wide cyan monk's robe on his body could not hide it. The cyan fear has almost become substantial, even if it is the Qing Cross Qingji, the parent Kana and other humans can be seen with the naked eye, and the cyan light shines around Qingtianfang's body.

The floor at the foot of Qingtianfang had been shattered into pieces, and even the entire Nuliang Mansion trembled under his tremendous force, and dust kept falling from the roof. But the strange thing is that Luo Xing, who is not far from him, is still safe and sound on the floor under his feet.

Wearing a foreign trade dress, the tall and heroic scarlet shadow saw Qingtianfang's full urging, and he no longer kept his hand. If two Hercules who are famous in the Nuliang group actually can't take an onmyoji, it will be a big laughing stock to spread out.

The scarlet shadow did not shout loudly to stimulate his strength like Qingtianfang, but silently urged the fear in his body. The black spell expanded under his control, slowly obscuring the entire handsome face, and even the eyeballs had the spell skipped over it.

As if he had put a stick into the water, Scarlet Shadow's feet slowly sank into the ground beneath his feet, and his body shook at a small frequency, using all his strength.

But Luo Xing still had a light face, and glanced at Qingtianfang and Scarlet Shadow with a smile, as if dealing with a naughty child, he gently lifted his hand, and the delicate arm that was only the thickness of Qingtianfang's fingers was flicked, and the two of them were like kites blown away by the wind, without even the slightest resistance, they flew up in shock, and smashed into the patio outside the hall with a 'bang', spurting out a mouthful of blood and fainting.

Then, Luo Xing looked down at his already tattered sleeves, and simply took them off and showed them directly with the white T-shirt inside.

Throwing the broken coat to the ground at will, and sweeping his eyes at the cadres of the Nuliang Group, Luo Xing sneered: "If anyone else is not convinced, come up and fight with me!" ”

This time, the monsters of the Nuliang Group did not scold again, and Luo Xing's record of easily defeating Scarlet Shadow and Qingtianfang had already made all the Nuliang Group cadres recognize his strength.

Qingtianfang is the guard of Nuliang Lusheng, as the young master of the Nuliang group, if his guard is mediocre, it is simply impossible.

And the scarlet shadow is the president of the Kanto Great Ape Association, the son of the baboon, a big cadre of the Nuliang group, the baboon once bluntly said that the scarlet shadow has surpassed his current self in strength, even compared with when he was young, the victory or defeat is unknown.

And in the face of such an enemy, if you belittle him with words, it will no longer be an insult to him, but to yourself.

The baboon looked at his son who was carried to the patio for treatment, and snorted angrily as if he stepped forward, but he didn't expect to be taken first.

"Let's let the little monk come and learn the tricks of this Onmyoji."

From behind Nu Liang Lu Sheng, a handsome man wearing monk's robes, wearing a hat, and long black hair came out. His left hand gently pressed the hat on his head and stood in front of Luo Xing.

"Nu Liang Group, 'Assassination of the Ring Breaking Monk' Kuroda Fang Sanshang!"

"Well, I ......"

Luo Xing nodded at him, and was about to speak, when a spear suddenly shot out from the black monk's robe in Kuroda, and it hit Luo Xing's forehead and broke in half.

“……”

Is this guy really human?

Seeing that the weapon that could penetrate the steel crashed into Luo Xing's body without hindrance, but instead broke itself in half, Kuroda Fang's eyes were about to widen when he was holding a cultivation staff.

"Sneak attack?"

Glancing at the broken spear on the ground, Luo Xing withdrew what he wanted to say and smiled disdainfully at Kuroda.

"It's really a monster."

"Where, where, the little monk is assassinating the monk, and the despicable statement of sneak attack is a compliment to the subordinates."

Losing people don't lose the battle, looking at Luo Xing who sneered, Kuroda Fang was secretly vigilant, but he didn't fall behind in his mouth.

"Your name is Kurodabo, right?"

Luo Xing glanced at him, and his indifferent expression shocked him.

"Use your all, I'm not as good at talking this time as I used to be."

"Then let you see, the little monk is amazing!"

Kuroda Fang's expression was fierce, and he opened the monk's robe, and swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, spears, sticks, forks, hammers, and staffs, weapons of incredible length and number came out of his monk's robe one by one, all flashing with a sharp cold light.

Kuroda took a step forward and danced his hands into phantoms, countless weapons thrown from his sleeves and shot at Luo Xing, who was standing in the center of the wine hall.

But Luo Xing still stood in place when he saw this, and the speed of these weapons that were shooting at him at a rapid speed was actually the same as that of a snail in his eyes. He casually took a spear, dialed it up and down, dismantled it left and right, and all the weapons around him were broken in two, even the all-metal steel rod and heavy hammer.

After that, he glanced at Kuroda Fang with a cold face, and the spear in his hand that was already a little twisted shot out like a bullet that had just been discharged, and without anyone in the Nura Group reacting, he passed through Kurodabo's right chest and was about to say something witty, nailed his feet off the ground to the stone wall outside the hall, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and his eyes closed and he lost consciousness.