At this time, Chen Luo still didn't understand where he encountered a very tricky opponent.

Song Dongxing held the demon knife in his hand, and his momentum skyrocketed more than ten times in an instant.

Even if there are one or twenty patrols on Chen Luo's side, in terms of momentum, they are completely inferior to Song Dongxing who is holding a demon sword.

The combat power that Song Dongxing can exert now may have reached a very terrifying level.

Chen Luo glanced at Song Dongxing coldly, she took a step back, waved her hand, and gave an order to the patrol behind her.

"Collective fire! Shoot!"

No matter how powerful Song Dongxing became, Chen Luo didn't believe that Song Dongxing could survive in front of so many guns.

Although it is said that the strength is strong enough to a certain extent, it can predict the trajectory of the ballistics and thus dodge bullets.

But that must be a martial artist who has refined the body above the third level to do it.

And it is still necessary to dodge the bullet when there are very few bullets.

As now, several muzzles were fired together, and countless bullets attacked, even a martial artist at the third level of body refining could only dodge one or two of them, and he would be hit by several bullets, and he hated the spot.

Besides, although Song Dongxing's strength has increased, Chen Luo never believes that Song Dongxing will have the strength to refine more than three layers!

Hearing Chen Luo's order, one or twenty patrols arrested, without any hesitation, aimed at Song Dongxing with guns, and pulled the machine together.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

......

The sound of countless bullets coming out of the chamber sounded, and the dense firepower was all enveloped in Song Dongxing's body.

This is a change for any ordinary person, under such intensive shooting, to become a thousand holes and become a tattered hornet's nest.

There is no reason to be spared.

But Song Dongxing was fearless, he just laughed strangely, and danced the nine-ring knife in his hand impenetrable.

The cold light of the demon knife, in front of him, formed a semi-circular arc of the knife curtain.

As soon as this layer of knife curtain appeared, it blocked all the bullets that came from the bombardment.

Make a "clanging" sound.

In a matter of moments, the deformed bullet casings fell all over the place.

After a round of shooting, Song Dongxing was unscathed.

"This ...... How is that possible!"

"Am I dazzled?"

"He actually blocked all the bullets! Is this a man or a ghost!?"

......

A group of patrols and arrests gasped in unison.

Their eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Chen Luo's beautiful eyes widened even more, looking at Song Dongxing, who was full of hideousness, he only felt a chill coming up from the soles of his feet.

"Damn, this guy's strength has become extremely outrageous! We will definitely not be opponents! Withdraw, withdraw immediately!"

Chen Luo was also a person who made a decision on the spot, and when he found out that Song Dongxing actually hid such a powerful strength, he knew that he couldn't do anything.

Where does she dare to fight, leading a group of patrols, she is about to rush out of this luxurious office.

"It's too late!"

Song Dongxing looked at it with a cold face, and the one or twenty patrols who fled in a hurry suddenly smiled hideously.

He took a sharp breath, and in just a moment's effort, Song Dongxing's green tendons bulged up one by one, and the muscles of his body also protruded one after another.

His entire volume almost immediately doubled.

It's even more exaggerated than it looked before.

It's like a monstrous humanoid monster.

It doesn't look scary.

Song Dongxing, dressed in expensive clothes, was propped up by his swollen body, bursting open, all turned into strips of cloth, and fell to the ground.

Only a pair of big pants remained, and they were still on Song Dongxing's body.

The demon knife in Song Dongxing's hand, at some point, began to emit wisps of black gas and drilled into Song Dongxing's body.

His eyes began to turn a little red.

Song Dongxing let out a low roar, a pair of muscular thighs, slammed on the luxurious desk, and after picking up a piece of sawdust, he rushed towards Chen Luo and the others like sharp arrows.

As soon as his wrist moved, the cold and shining demon knife fell in the air.

Several patrols turned back in a hurry, and before they could run a few steps, they were shrouded in knife light, and their heads flew into the sky in an instant, and they didn't even have time to scream, and they were in a different place.

Song Dongxing gasped for breath in his mouth, and his eyes became more and more red, all of which were excited.

That's a thirst for blood!

Song Dongxing's throat let out a beast-like roar, his hand rose and fell, and several people's heads fell to the ground.

Chen Luo was drenched in cold sweat, and she felt the colleagues behind her being killed one after another, and suddenly stopped.

She pulled out a combat knife from her waist, held it across her chest, and waited for Song Dongxing.

Chen Luo knew very well that with Song Dongxing's speed comparable to that of a cheetah, no matter how she escaped, it would be impossible for her to escape from Song Dongxing's pursuit.

Rather than being killed in the run, it is better to stop, shake head-on, use all your strength, and give it a go.

Maybe there may be a silver lining.

Although this kind of vitality is extremely slim.

Chen Luozai took a closer look at Song Dongxing a few times, and suddenly realized that Song Dongxing's state seemed to be a little wrong.

Song Dongxing's whole person, wearing only a pair of big pants, with a pair of red eyes, kills people when he sees them.

Even most of Song Dongxing's own subordinates suffered, and several people were already lying in pools of blood, with more breath and less breath, and they didn't have a few minutes to live.

Song Dongxing seemed to have lost his mind, without the ability to think, constantly wielding the demon knife, only knowing how to kill and harvest his life, completely acting on a beast-like instinct.

When Song Dongxing cut down all the patrols around Chen Luo to the ground, Song Dongxing, who was covered in blood, finally locked Chen Luo with a killing machine.

Chen Luo smiled bitterly, beat his spirit, and urged the power of qi and blood in his body.

She had just made a breakthrough before, raising the power of her qi and blood to the level of the second layer of body refining.

Chen Luo finally became a second-level martial artist refining body, and he was supposed to be able to show his skills, but he didn't expect to encounter the existence of a "demon sword" that is far beyond ordinary martial artists.

If he didn't care about the demon sword, he only relied on Song Dongxing's own ability, and ten more Song Dongxing, it would not be Chen Luo's opponent.

But with this demon knife in hand, Song Dongxing's combat power was infinitely enhanced and amplified.

With the strength of the second layer of Chen Luo's refining body, it is completely impossible to be his opponent!

"It seems that it is difficult to get out of here alive today, Song Dongxing, this old ghost, is really hidden deep enough, there is such a strange and unpredictable demon knife, which can greatly improve combat effectiveness!"

"With Song Dongxing's current combat power, I'm afraid that only a master of the fourth layer of body refining can take him away!"

"I don't know where this old ghost got such a weird demon knife from! I knew it was like this, I would never have touched this moldy head, damn it, I didn't expect me to die in such a place!"

Chen Luo thought desolate in his heart, and saw Song Dongxing stomp on the ground and jumped high.

The cold and glistening demon knife in Song Dongxing's hand, with a fierce wind, slashed down towards her.

Chen Luo looked at this powerful knife, and the despair in his heart was even worse.

She knew in her heart that if there was no accident, she would definitely die here today.