This is a suffocating beauty, Xing Zhengrong calmly interspersed back and forth, with the minimum force and the smallest angle, constantly unloading.

And the Dragon Nest warriors who attacked him thought that they had hit the evil spirit, and once their fists touched Xing Zhengrong's body, they felt as light as hitting cotton, and they completely missed.

When they were about to withdraw the next attack of the organization, they clearly felt a huge and incomparably powerful force gushing out of Xing Zhengrong's body and fiercely returning to them.

It was a force too large to resist, making their arms sore and their hands and feet weak, like the feeling of having to sit in an electric chair during counter-interrogation training.

"Wow! Wow! ……”

Xing Zhengrong continued to fly and continued to bloom with flowers. He is using the power of dance, which seems to be cumbersome, but it can be used to unload the external force of the dance!

But this is not just the power of dance, if Xiao Yuanchao stood here, he would be extremely surprised to recognize that Xing Zhengrong was using the power of the earth. Because his pace is completely the pace of the forces of the earth.

The power of the earth is mainly the step, and without the step, it is impossible to use the power of the earth to the fullest. Xiao Yuanchao is very clear about this, this kind of power comes completely from Yue Zilong's family tradition.

Xing Zhengrong is using the power of dance again, using the power of the earth, and combining the power of dance with the power of the earth. Unloading, borrowing, and exerting force, this is something that only the earth dancer Yue Zilong can do!

If Yue Zilong was present, he would probably have to sigh with emotion. His emotion was not that Xing Zhengrong had learned the fusion of the two powers, but that he could fuse the two powers so perfectly.

"Smack!"

Heavy and crisp slaps came out, and after Xing Zhengrong completed an unloading, he slapped a backhand on the face of a Dragon's Nest warrior.

The beaten Dragon's Lair warrior fell straight to the ground and passed out like a dead stake. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his cheeks instantly swelled high.

"I'm Xing Zhengrong!" Xing Zhengrong roared again.

With a roar, his body spun in place, his legs apart, his feet spinning like a blender.

"Bang!"

"Smack!"

Each kick a Dragon's Lair Warrior and send them flying.

After landing on the ground, Xing Zhengrong stretched out his right hand like lightning, lightly grabbed a fist stretched out in front of him, pulled it backwards violently, and immediately got up and grabbed it.

"Bang!"

The Dragon's Nest Warrior was kicked with a heavy kick, and flew backwards more than ten meters with blood spurting from his mouth, lying motionless on the ground.

"Drink !!"

There was a roar from behind, and another Dragon's Nest warrior punched Xing Zhengrong in the back.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound sounded, and at the moment when Xing Zhengrong was hit from behind, he took two steps forward to complete the unloading. At the same time, he kicked his back foot without looking back.

"Smack!"

With a kick on the chin of the Dragon Nest warrior who attacked him, he forcibly lifted the opponent's body more than a meter high, and let the opponent fall to the ground.

"I'm Xing Zhengrong!!"

Xing Zhengrong roared again and turned around abruptly. A trace of red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his breath seemed a little rapid.

Obviously, the punch he had just received was very heavy and heavy, and even if he unloaded it at the fastest speed, it would not be able to remain intact.

But at the moment of turning around, a group of Dragon's Nest warriors rushed towards him in unison. Grab his arm, hug his waist, and wrap his arms around his thighs.

The Dragon's Lair is the dragon's lair, and every Dragon's Lair warrior is chosen by a thousand and then one in a hundred. When they realized that Xing Zhengrong's strength had reached the level of Cheng Dù, who was difficult to fight against, they immediately adopted the stupidest and most primitive way of group fighting: hug!

In an instant, Xing Zhengrong's body was hugged to death, with a person hanging around his neck, a person hanging on his shoulder, a person hanging on his arm, and a person dragging on his waist and legs......

Normal people can't resist at all when they encounter this situation, just like you've never seen a person with five horses split up and be able to break free from a horseless horse and pull in five directions at the same time, and you've never even heard of it.

At this moment, this is what Xing Zhengrong encountered. His limbs were grabbed by the Dragon's Lair Warrior to knock him down, and then pulled in different directions at the same time, completely restraining him.

"Roar!!

A high-pitched roar burst out from Xing Zhengrong's chest, and he was fighting with all the strength of his body.

Under the struggle, his forehead and neck were covered with thick green tendons, and the muscles in his body were also expanding wildly.

"Click! Click! ……”

There was a popping sound from the joints, and the cheeks, covered in oil paint, began to twist and hide.

"I-I-is-Xing-Zheng-Rong-!"

The five words were shouted out by Xing Zhengrong word by word, and then he slowly squatted down, squatting down little by little.

"Stop him!"

"Don't let him squat!"

“……”

Everyone knows how the human body exerts force, and all of them rely on the waist to exert force. When Xing Zhengrong bent down and squatted, it was a precursor to his preparation for strength.

It's a pity that it's too late, Xing Zhengrong has successfully squatted for nearly thirty centimeters. When he reached this distance, he threw his head back and let out a wolf-like howl.

"Whew!! ……”

"Roll !!"

The roar burst out, and Xing Zhengrong's body stood straight and fierce from a half-squatting position.

As he stood upright, a huge force poured out of his body, frantically impacting the person who embraced his body.

At the same time, Xing Zhengrong completely transformed into a god of war.

His right hand tightly pinched the neck of a Dragon's Nest Warrior, lifted it up and slammed into the Dragon's Nest Warrior at his feet.

And the Dragon Nest warrior he lifted was at least one hundred and eighty catties, but the weight of this one hundred and eighty catties was as easy as a toy in Xing Zhengrong's hands.

No one knew what kind of power was contained in his body, and no one was thinking about it at this time.

Because Xing Zhengrong had become completely tyrannical, he fiercely threw away the Dragon Nest warriors who were holding him one by one, and then pounced among them, waving his fists, raising his legs, and launching a one-sided attack.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ……”

The dull sound of the fist colliding with ** kept sounding, and one body flew out sideways, and a pool of blood spit on the ground, exuding a shocking red.

Everyone fell, and the entire thirteen Dragon's Nest warriors all lay at Xing Zhengrong's feet: either unconscious, or vomiting blood, or convulsions......

Xing Zhengrong's strength has reached the terrifying Cheng Dù, thirteen dragon nest warriors, thirteen dragon nest dragons!

Xing Zhengrong stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head and stared at the blue sky above the jungle, and said lightly: "I am Xing Zhengrong." ”

He is Xing Zhengrong, who can already perfectly integrate the power of dance with the power of the earth!