Song Zhong's golden light body protector fell from more than 100 meters in the air, and the power was no less than a bomb, and he blew up two Japanese spies at once, but he was not damaged at all, and he couldn't help but sigh at the strength of his innate master, and he had long forgotten the embarrassment that he couldn't move in the air, and he also ignored the golden light of the body protection that Li Xuan gave him.

Song Zhong shook his dizzy head, dusted off the dust on his head and body with his hands, and then stretched his clothes with his hands, posing in a master's posture, before he walked towards Inuichiro.

"Get up, little devil, Betma is pretending to be dead!" Song Zhong stepped forward and kicked the little Inuichiro's feet, seeing that this devil was motionless, but his mouth was still foaming blood, thinking that this devil was dead, he bent down and stretched out a hand to probe the little Inuichiro's snort.

Suddenly, the little dog Ichiro's arms moved slightly, and two blue glittering cross darts came out of his hands, heading straight for Song Zhongmian's door.

Song Zhong is also a congenital master, and at the critical moment, his body hurriedly leaned back, and the metallic true qi was transported to his face, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light.

It's just that Song Zhong and Inuichiro are too close. The little dog Ichiro thought that he had a heart or not, but Song Zhong still did not dodge.

"Ding, ding" twice, the two quenched cross darts came into close contact with Song Zhong's fat face, splashed two sparks, and then bounced into the distance.

Song Zhong felt a numb face, and couldn't help but be shocked, as soon as he retreated more than five meters away, he hurriedly touched it, and felt that his face was not injured, so he put his mind at ease. "I'm so handsome and chic, if I am disfigured, it will be over, how can I find a wife!"

"Haha! You still want to find your wife after being hit by my poisonous cross dart?"

"No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't stop my little dog!" "Little Inuichiro laughed and spurted blood out, his expression extremely hideous. "1, 2, 3 fell"

"Stop! Stop! I said little devil, do you think I look like a dart?" Song Zhong waved his hand to stop and looked at Inuichiro strangely.

"Huh?" Little Inuichiro clearly saw the two cross darts he sent out in Song Zhong's face just now, thinking that Song Zhong must have been injured and poisoned. However, when he took a closer look now, he found that only two white spots were faintly visible on Song Zhong's face, and they were getting lighter and lighter.

"Where's my dart?" said Ichiro in anger.

"The dart just hit me in the face, and it bounced off again, I don't know where it went?" Song Zhong couldn't help but tease as he watched the little dog Ichiro vomit blood while jumping.

"Yaga, you're so thick-skinned, you can't even shoot through my darts!" said Inuichiro was so angry that he vomited two more mouthfuls of blood.

"Little devil, I'm called hard-skinned, but I'm not thick-skinned! You can't even tell the difference, how can you mix it!" Song Zhong continued to tease when he saw that the little dog Ichiro kept vomiting blood.

"Yaga, your meanness, conscience is greatly broken!" while scolding Song Zhong, the little dog Ichiro secretly slipped two cross darts from his cuffs, preparing to attack Song Zhong again.

"Little devil, you are so despicable! you still want to sneak attack me, go dream!" Song Zhong had already been staring at the little Inuichiro with all his attention. If it weren't for his timely luck to protect his face just now, I don't know what would have happened now.

"Come and don't be rude!" Song Zhong didn't wait for the little dog Ichiro to send another dart, his left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, his right palm drew a circle, and with a snort, he pushed it outward, and the first type of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending "Kanglong has regrets" was sent out by him.

I saw a golden dragon-shaped true qi roaring out from Song Zhong's palm, and in a blink of an eye, it rushed in front of Little Inuichiro, and with a "boom", the dragon head had rushed out from the back of Inuichiro, and the dragon's tail was thrown in front of Inuichiro and swayed.

"Click", the cross dart in the hand of the little Inuichiro fell to the ground, one hand was barely raised, and he pointed at Song Zhong, but he didn't make a sound, the blood flowed out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground backwards, this time he didn't pretend to be dead, but he was dead.

The dragon-shaped true qi on Inuichiro's body slowly dissipated, and a hole-sized hole appeared in his chest, penetrating his back.

Song Zhong raised his hand and looked at it in disbelief, he didn't expect that his Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending would actually refine Ruosi, and his true qi was like substance, which seemed to exceed the level of ordinary innate masters.

"Hmph! I can't help myself!" Song Zhong clapped his hands and walked towards the little dog Erlang who was blown up in the distance.

At this time, the little dog Erlang had already barely gotten up from the ground, pulled out a shiny knife from the back of his stretch, and pointed at Song Zhong who was walking towards him viciously. "Baga, you actually killed my brother by despicable means. The spirit of bushido in our Great Wa Kingdom is immortal, and we samurai are not afraid of death, and I want to avenge my brother. ”

"Hmph! You Japanese devils are really thick-skinned. Obviously, your brother attacked me first, but now you bite back. Don't talk nonsense, let the horse come over!" Song Zhong put on an open frame and waited for the little dog Erlang to make a move.

"Bage Yalu! Your death is dead, you are dead, pick me up and slash me in the wind!" "Little Inu Erlang waved his sword and slashed at Song Zhongxu a few times, then suddenly turned his head and ran.

"Hey, why did you run away, what about the spirit of bushido?" Song Zhongbai posed for a long time, but he ran into a fake samurai.

"I want to run! No way!" Song Zhong bent down to pick up a stone and threw it at the little dog Erlang.

With a "bang", the stone smashed next to Inujiro, splashing a few small stones.

It turned out that the little dog Erlang had received special escape training in the Wa Kingdom, and he did not run in a straight line when he escaped, and as a result, the stone thrown by Song Zhong was empty.

"Hehe, hey, this little devil is quite treacherous!" Song Zhong found that the Japanese spy was so cunning, and he couldn't help but have a plan, and while chasing forward, he bent down and picked up a stone, and with a force on his hand, the stone was broken into pieces.

"Little devil, take it!" Song Zhong shouted, and Yun Gong threw the gravel in his hand towards the little dog Erlang.

When the little dog Jiro heard the cheers, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to turn back, so he hurriedly changed direction.

It's a pity that Little Inu Erlang underestimated Song Zhong's IQ, but he didn't expect that this time it would be a large piece of gravel. Although he dodged a large part of it, there were still a few pieces of rubble on his body.

These grains of rubble contained Song Zhong's metallic true qi, and their power was no less than that of a machine gun bullet, and a few blood flowers immediately splashed on the back of the little dog Erlang. In particular, one of them hit the knee of Jiro Inu.

One of the little dog Erlang was injured and couldn't use force, and it was difficult to grasp the balance when he ran away quickly, so he fell to the ground directly after eating, and the ancestral knife in his hand couldn't be held, so he flew out directly.