According to the size, the flags are divided into large flags, medium flags, and small flags. The middle flag is generally more than three zhang high, and the net weight is more than 30 catties. But the middle flag played by the king of the middle flag, although it is still called the middle flag, is more than four feet high and weighs a hundred pounds!

It is also the original technique of picking the end of the cloud and sagging, and kicking the leg method! During the performance, the top banner is on the forehead, or the arm is bent, and the thrilling chain is continuous, but the banner never leaves the body and does not land, and constantly flies up and down in the hands, shoulders, heads, etc., alternately moving, dazzling to see, and thus practicing amazing arm strength.

Zhong Jiaban once took out a thousand taels of silver as a color head, as long as he could beat the king of the middle banner with his arm strength, he could take it away. But in Zhao Rang's impression, this color head is like taking root, and it grows firmly in the caravan of the Zhong family's class.

"This man can get the reward!"

Ximen Dazhuang said with some emotion.

Zhao Rang retorted:

"Do you think people with this ability will care about the 1,000 taels of silver?"

Ximen Dazhuang thought about it, nodded, and felt that it was too.

In this world, all the hungry people are lazy, but if you are willing to work hard, it is not difficult to eat a full stomach. If you have another skill, you can not only eat enough, but also eat well!

"This man is fair, you see, he is fighting with the king of Nakahata!"

Zhao Rang pointed to the wounds on the arms of the King of the Middle Flags and said.

This man not only pinched off the bones, but also pinched and shattered the meridians and bloodlines, so that the arms of the King of the Middle Flags seemed to have been soaked in the ink pool, and they turned purple!

"Brother Jean ......"

Ever since he saw the bizarre death of the wrestling king just now, Simon Dazhuang's speech has also begun to become slurred.

Zhao Rang was thinking about it at the moment, trying his best to restore how the tragedy here happened, and when he heard Ximen Da Zhuang's words, he said angrily:

"There's something to say, there's a fart!"

"If you're really scared, go out, no one will force you!"

Simon Dazhuang swallowed his saliva, smacked his mouth a few times, and said:

"Brother Jean, I know you don't believe that. But look at these three people, they are all well-known masters! It's not good to brag about it, not to mention that we've both seen them perform! ”

Zhao Rang frowned and glanced at it, and said:

"What the hell are you going to say?"

Ximen Dazhuang rubbed for a long time, then pulled Zhao Rang's sleeve and said:

"Brother Jean, I don't think we can take care of this...... Besides, it has nothing to do with us, right? ”

Zhao Rang sighed, knowing that Ximen Dazhuang was still worried about the "silent son".

"Yes, Brother Jean! The sages all said that this thing can't be talked about, so let's ...... Let's leave it alone! Let Shen Liushu report to the official, so many people have died, and the government will definitely take care of it. ”

Zhao Rang said lightly:

"Zi Bu is silent, strange and confused, which means that there is nothing to say about these, and if you believe it, you don't believe it, it all depends on the individual and yourself."

"In addition, the eight strange people of the Zhong family's class are the masters of my great power! Dying on the territory of the Western Regions, do you think their government will come to investigate in detail, or do you wish that all the masters of our great power are dead? ”

When Simon Dazhuang heard this, his whole body was shocked!

Zhao Rang's words woke up the dreamer with a word. As a powerful man, he should have his family and country in mind, and he has a bloody body! How can you retreat because of the unsettled Netherworld?

This is three thousand miles to Dawei, and it is difficult to cross the mountains, all of whom are lost and guests from other places!

If the brothers don't come forward, who can they count on?

Do you have to wait for the people of the Western Regions to set foot in the north and swallow the south, and then regret today's mistake?

Ximen Dazhuang was so bold and proud by Zhao Rang's words that he couldn't help shouting, which startled Zhao Rang!

"What are you crazy about?"

Simon Da Zhuang said viciously:

"Brother Jean, we must cut the killer who did this evil thing with a thousand knives!"

Zhao Rang saw that he was like being beaten with chicken blood, and he didn't say anything, just let him follow behind him, and recklessly destroyed the scene, causing errors in details.

However, Zhao Rang already had a rough judgment in his heart.

First of all, he can be sure that there must be eight murderers, and they correspond to the eight strange people in the Zhong family's class one by one. Let's call these eight murderers the eight ruthless people first, after all, use the opponent's best kung fu to kill them, isn't it ruthless or what?

In addition to that, there should be a woman among these eight people!

Because Zhao Rang saw a pair of very small shoe prints from the footprints on the ground!

Men don't have such small feet, and the soles of their feet are different from women when they walk, so the person who left these shoe prints must be a woman!

The body shape is as tall and short as Ye Sanniang, and she is not powdered.

With these rough inferences, Zhao Rang continued to walk backwards with confidence.

But the death of the other people completely subverted all the inferences of Zhao Rang just now!

Whether it is the Dao King who claims to be the little second master, or the Kuaishou King who is dressed in a secret weapon, or even Yun Lifei, the head of the eight strange people in the Zhong family's class, they all died in the same way.

Knife!

Flying!

An incredibly fast throwing knife!

With Zhao Rang's unimaginable force, the flying knife was thrown out, and then almost simultaneously plunged into the throats of these people.

The flying knife only cut the trachea of these people, but perfectly avoided the biggest blood vein in the neck!

As a result, before the near-death experience, when these people were gasping for breath, they would continuously suck the blood from the flesh cut by the flying knife into the trachea, causing the entire lungs to be blown open, and finally choked to death!

The degree of pain of this kind of death is comparable to Ling Chi's cannon branding!

Zhao Rang didn't understand what kind of deep hatred and hatred would make the murderer so cruel!

The Zhong family class has been wandering the rivers and lakes all the year round, and it is impossible to say that there is no enemy. Especially with the name of being the first in the world, all kinds of gods and demons have long looked at them unpleasantly. However, the Eight Great Wonders not only play the style beautifully and wonderfully, but their own martial arts cultivation is not low!

Yun Lifei, who is the leader, is said to have stepped into the realm of the three-grade great master with one foot, which is enough to deter a kind of evil spirit.

Ximen Dazhuang looked at the corpse flying in the clouds for a long time!

Back then, he wanted to worship Yunlifei as a teacher and learn from his "Shenlong Youtiangong!" "It is said that after practice, not only can you fly into the Nine Heavens Sea of Clouds, but you can also shrink the ground into inches, and you can reach the end of the world!

Zhao Rang pointed to Yun Lifei's corpse and said to Ximen Dazhuang:

"I know why he didn't accept you as an apprentice in the first place!"

Simon Dazhuang asked rhetorically:

"Why?"

There are people in this world who are not interested in gold and silver, and Yun Lifei is the only person he has ever seen. But his father let out his words, as long as Yunlifei accepts Ximen Dazhuang as an apprentice, he can put forward three conditions at will in the world!

But Yun Lifei was still unmoved, even Simon Dazhuang's father thought it was incredible!

Of course, this kind of practice of not being tempted by wealth and sticking to principles was also spread to various places by people with good deeds afterwards, which made the reputation of the Zhong family class a lot higher!

"Because there is no 'Divine Dragon Swimming Heavenly Kung Fu' in this world!"

Simon stammered:

"Brother Jean, you mean that Yun Lifei is a liar??"

Ximen Dazhuang felt that somewhere in his heart suddenly collapsed...... It's like when he slammed too hard into the rocks in the cave on the way to Chagantologai.

"Or else?"

Zhao Rang answered Ximen Dazhuang's question with a rhetorical question.

followed by a change of words and said:

"If he can really fly to the sky and the earth, close to the end of the world, how can he not dodge such a long, wide, flying knife?"

The corpse of Yunlifei was placed in front of him.

He is dead, this is an ironclad fact, and no one can refute it.

But Simon still had a glimmer of hope and said:

"What if he didn't die from the throwing knife? In case ......"

Simon Dazhuang said several 'what ifs' in one breath, and some of them even he knew that this kind of 'what if' was something that could never happen.

Zhao Rang didn't interrupt his nonsense this time, but quietly waited for him to finish.

When a person's state of mind suddenly collapses, it will always bring about some different behaviors.

Although Ximen Dazhuang said all nonsense, it was the fastest time he had lived for more than 20 years!

Zhao Rang didn't say anything until he couldn't say a 'what if' slowly:

"Your first case makes a lot of sense."

Ximen Dazhuang said quickly, and forgot quickly, he didn't remember what he said in the first 'what if', and stared at Zhao Rang with stunned eyes.

"You say, in case Yunli Fei wasn't killed by a flying knife."

Simon Dazhuang nodded again and again and said:

"Yes, Brother Jean, how do you know that he was killed by such a long and wide flying knife?"

The blade of the flying knife basically only appears in the legend of the book. After all, the flying knife has a knife word, if it is really so powerful, how can the Zhao family where Zhao Rang is located have no one to cultivate?

Therefore, Zhao Rang's eyes felt that the wounds and deaths of these people could only be done by the legendary flying knife. But the reason in his mind told him that it was something that didn't exist at all.

The torch in his hand burned to the end, and the "poof" was extinguished.

The darkness came like a tide, and Zhao Rang felt that his eyes could see more clearly and his brain turned faster.

He thought that his initial assumptions were all wrong.

There are not eight murderers at all, maybe even one!

However, this man must be able to smash the wrestling king into a pulp, and he also has the arm strength to completely crush the king of the middle hat, as well as extremely superb archery skills and unbelievably fast secret weapon techniques.

Thinking about it, Zhao Rang lit up a fire behind him.

Shen Liushu waited in the front yard for a long time, but he didn't see Zhao Rang and Ximen Dazhuang come out, worried that something would happen to them, so he took a few guards, holding torches, and walked in to check.

In the beating firelight, Zhao Rang's face was as pale as Shen Liushu's before.

But two cold rays burst out of his eyes, faster than the flying knife from the demon's hand, cold, and sharp!

These two cold rays are shooting straight towards Yun Lifei's right hand at this moment.

At the moment when the fire was lit just now, Zhao Rang suddenly noticed that Yun Lifei's right hand should be holding something before he died, and then someone forcibly broke his finger and took it away.