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The knife flashed, and he was about to split Xiao Rong's body with a knife, but at this moment, the mutation was steep, and Xiao Rong's flying body suddenly slammed in mid-air, and then fell suddenly, before it fell to the ground, it was already flying close to the ground, like a leaf blown by the wind, quickly and incoherently floating into the crowd.

Before the others could react, Xiao Rong's fists had already blasted out left and right like two heavy hammers, with a few crisp clicks, and suddenly a miserable cry sounded to the sky, and several Heavenly God Sect disciples fell down, but they couldn't stand up again, and their chests collapsed vividly, and they didn't know how many ribs were broken.

But the person was not dead for a while, and the mouth kept foaming blood, and the scene was extremely bloody and weird. The entire ground had been completely stained red with blood, and the fallen disciples of the Heavenly God Sect were rolling on the ground in pain one by one, howling, but they couldn't die or faint.

This is what Xiao Rong deliberately did, and what he wanted was this shocking effect!

The eyes of all the Heavenly God Sect disciples instantly flashed with fear, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, staying in the local area, seeing the miserable situation of their companions, one by one their vests couldn't help but chill, and they actually froze on the spot.

Behind them, Xiao Rong stood with his hands in his hands, and there was not a trace of blood on his body. Looking at the disciples of the Heavenly God Sect who were standing in front of him, Xiao Rong clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I have come over to die, everyone will do it, you're welcome, you're welcome!" ”

The leading disciple roared angrily. His eyes turned red. Kick your feet. The whole person rushed towards Xiao Rong like lightning, and the Yanling knife in his hand shook in the wind, and suddenly a snowy knife shadow appeared in mid-air, and he was cold and cold towards Xiao Rong under the hood.

"Good time!" Xiao Rong laughed, his figure flashed, and he used a pair of fleshy palms to penetrate the shadow of the sword in the sky, like a fluttering butterfly. Suddenly flew into the peach blossom forest full of flowers.

The leading disciple was extremely frightened, obviously he was holding a sharp blade, but he had nothing to do with Xiao Rong with his bare hands. The other party only moved in an inch in front of his chest, making the slender Yanling knife in his hand feel cumbersome, and he felt that he couldn't use it at all.

If he enters by himself, Xiao Rong will retreat close to him; Retreating by himself, Xiao Rong followed closely as if he was a shadow, Xiao Rong's pair of fleshy palms were interspersed in the light of his own knife, making him feel so tied.

The fight lasted only a few moments. The leading disciple was already sweating profusely and panting like a cow. The two eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, and he clearly felt that Xiao Rong obviously had countless opportunities to kill him, but he was slow to kill him.

From an outsider's point of view, the two seem to be inseparable, but in fact, the leading disciple knows that he has already been defeated, and if Xiao Rong is willing, he doesn't know how many times he has died!

Of course, these people are bait to lure the enemy, using them to delay Xiao Rong and create opportunities; But isn't Xiao Rong using them to lure those masters in the dark to attack?

The surrounding Heavenly God Sect disciples couldn't see the mystery, and when they saw that the two were fighting inextricably, they actually cheered in unison:

"Senior brother, good kung fu!"

"Senior brother is mighty!"

"Come on, senior brother, kill him!"

"Kill him and avenge his dead brother!"

"It turns out that the famous Golden Gun Xiao Rong is just like this......"

"That is, slaughter him, slaughter him......"

Hearing these shouts, the leading disciple really had the idea of blowing himself up. It's so embarrassing, I slaughtered him? Are you kidding? Are the brothers who are quite clever on weekdays stupid? Don't you see that I'm about to be played to death?

Suddenly, with a long laugh, Xiao Rong's body spun, and he flew out upside down in a chic manner, with a lovely smile on his face, and he was still holding a long thing in his hand, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a belt.

Oh, belts, wait, belts?

Everyone looked at the leading disciple, the leading disciple was holding a Yanling knife, and was turned around in place by a strong force, and suddenly felt that his lower body was cold and swishing, looked down, couldn't help screaming, and stayed in place.

His pants had fallen to his ankles, and he was left with only a pair of briefs, a pair of hairy thighs exposed to the air, and his long leg hair fluttering in the breeze.

The leading disciple took off his hand and threw the knife, lifted his pants, grabbed the waist of his pants tightly with both hands, his face turned red, looked at Xiao Rong and scolded angrily: "Xiao Rong, you TMD is a master in vain, if you have the ability, you will kill me, why humiliate me so much, you TMD ......"

Xiao Rong frowned and said, "Didn't I just take your belt, as for such a three-word scripture, kill you?" What's so hard about killing you? Give you back the belt, don't say I'm taking advantage of you. ”

As he spoke, Xiao Rong's right hand shook, and the belt "boomed", bringing a sharp sound of breaking the air, and flew back like lightning, just wrapped around the neck of the leading disciple, and suddenly with a "poof", the belt was not exhausted, and it flew by, directly bringing down the head of the leading disciple.

The leading disciple lost his head and a round blood arrow suddenly rose into the sky, shooting straight into the sky as high as two zhang, the situation was so strange that all the disciples of the Heavenly God Sect were numb in their scalps, and they shivered with excitement, and a layer of sweat as big as a soybean on their heads came out, and a waterfall flowed down.

"Golden Gun Xiao Rong, worthy of his name, I don't know how hard your neck is?"

Suddenly, the words sounded, the voice was gloomy, but it was inevitable that there was a hint of horror, the words were said quickly, but what was faster was a shining sword light, stabbing straight down from a big tree not far away. The target is Xiao Rong's neck.

There is nothing surprising about this sword, the only thing that feels like it is fast!

Fast and unbeatable! It's better than chasing the wind and lightning!

The martial arts in the world are invincible, but fast and unbreakable!

So fast sword!

Almost at the same time as this sword light flashed in Xiao Rong's eyes, the long sword had already arrived in front of Xiao Rong's body, such a lightning sword! Such a soul-chasing sword!

This sword, not to be good-looking, not to be fancy, the purpose is only a simple one, to kill!

The sword swears no return! The sword is out of the way!

That awe-inspiring murderous aura that either you die or I die, at this moment, filled the heavens and the earth!

Killer! The ultimate killer!

How to deal with such a fast sword? How to crack such a nirvana sword move?

Xiao Rong quickly gave an answer. I saw his upper body move slightly, his feet staggered rapidly, and the whole person deviated slightly to the side, the fatal sword "Huh!" With a sound, it swept past Xiao Rong's sideways neck, and Sensen's chill suddenly caused a thin pimple to burst on Xiao Rong's neck.

Life and death! (To be continued......)