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No one expected that Wang Zhi, the stele opener, would be trampled underfoot.

What is even more unexpected is that this seemingly thin yellow-faced child is so powerful, and Wang Zhi, the stele opener, is not an enemy.

However, no matter how unexpected everyone is, the facts are in front of them, and everyone can't believe them.

Even a master like Mo Changsheng, the Heavenly Sword Prince, frowned slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

The stele opener Wang Zhi has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and has practiced a pair of iron palms, not to mention more than 800 catties, although this time he was captured with the suspicion of underestimating the enemy, but this can also show on the side that the yellow-faced child in front of him is far above the stele opener Wang Zhi.

"Hehe, a yellow-faced boy, he scared you like this, and he called him a hero, I think it's a bear. Just because you still want to know our young lady, you don't look at your own cowardice. The maid behind Ding Lian, seeing that everyone was frightened by Luo Qing, couldn't help but say something to instigate it.

Everyone here thinks that they are masters of the rivers and lakes, famous disciples, and they were squeezed by a maid's words, and they thought that they were depressed and unsettled, but everyone did not dare to offend this maid, and this resentment was about to be sent to Luo Qing.

"You evil beast, Wang Zhi persuaded with good words, but you acted so viciously, you really damn it!"

"That's it, that's it, like this scum, we naturally can't let him go and kill him!"

"Why don't you say more, everyone is together, killing this beast is also regarded as eliminating harm for the martial arts. ”

Everyone shouted fiercely, but few people really stepped forward.

The first to shoot was a strong man holding a long knife, this strong man had a thick knife, dancing with a tiger and a tiger, quite imposing, but as soon as he made a move, he slashed at Luo Qing's head, and the poison of the hand made Luo Qing move to kill.

I saw that the thief who stole the chicken had a sinking face, and his heart was ruthless, and he turned sideways to let go of the menacing life-killing knife, and then the palm of his hand poked out, and the strength burst out, and the sound of "choking" sounded, and the knife was about a finger thick, and it was broken in response.

Then, Luo Qing punched out and took the man's viscera, blood splashed in the air, followed by a few 'bumps', the man had smashed several tables and chairs, and lay on the ground coughing up blood.

It was only at this time that everyone realized that although it was good to be able to hug the thigh of Wuliang Mountain, the premise was that there was a life. The yellow-faced boy in front of him, who seemed to be thin, shot decisively and ruthlessly, never dragged the mud and water, and the rhythm of abolishing people as soon as he made a move made everyone feel cowardly.

There were those who were vicious, and they all looked at the Heavenly Sword Gongzi and the other four, and those who were thoughtful, and they all took a step back.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Heavenly Sword Gongzi Mo Changsheng's jade face sank, his brows furrowed, and a wave of anger surged into his heart, as if he had suffered great humiliation.

Previously, the Heavenly Sword Gongzi still held his own noble status and disdained to do anything to Luo Qing, so he secretly asked the scholar to go, but he didn't expect this yellow-faced boy to buy it. Later, when he identified himself, Wang Zhi took a lesson to teach him, but the other party actually shot directly and beat Wang Zhi down.

The life and death of Wang Zhi and others, Mo Changsheng didn't look at it, people like him, as long as he Heavenly Sword Gongzi said a word, how many people broke their heads, crying and begging to serve themselves.

However, at this moment, Wang Zhi is doing it for himself, and he can be regarded as his own dog.

There is a good saying, "It depends on the owner to beat the dog".

This yellow-faced kid hit Wang Zhi and others, which was equivalent to slapping himself in the face, and in front of many people. If it spreads out in the future, the name of his Heavenly Sword Son will stink. However, what is the identity of Mo Changsheng, the son of the Heavenly Sword, even if he longs to break Luo Qing's body into thousands of pieces, he still has a slight smile on his face and says, "This little brother, you have passed." ”

"I'm over?" Luo Qing was furious in his heart, stretched out his foot and stepped on Wang Zhi's face, and asked rhetorically: "Let me ask you, how did I live?"

"Hehe, senior brother, your name as a sword boy doesn't seem to be very useful, and people don't look down on it. Ding Lianjiao laughed, as if she was joking, but she was intentionally or unintentionally provoking Mo Changsheng.

"What a wicked little lady. Luo Qing said secretly, looking at it coldly, Na Ding was not to be outdone, and returned to Luo Qing with a smile.

Mo Changsheng frowned, knowing that this yellow-faced child and his junior sister were obviously deliberately provoking himself, although he knew that it was a trick, he had to drill into it, he was cautious, he couldn't understand why this yellow-faced child had the courage to fight against everyone with his own strength. Therefore, he didn't make a move, and still smiled: "Wang Zhi has been famous for many years, and he can be regarded as a martial arts senior, and you can be regarded as a person who practices martial arts, he kindly persuaded you, but you humiliated him so much, isn't it too much?"

"Huh. Even if this humiliates him?" Luo Qing knew that things were difficult today, and he was not afraid of tearing his face, and sneered: "Before, my lord and I ate here in a good manner, first your dog slave was arrogant, and then this guy said that he was going to break my legs, have you ever said that? I just broke a few of his dog teeth, and you just shouted to do something to me, a good one is a decent family, and a good one is to eliminate harm in the martial arts! In the eyes of the master, you are not even as good as a dog!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"When death is on the verge of death, you dare to be arrogant!"

The crowd was furious.

Luo Qing looked at it coldly, and when everyone came into contact with his cold gaze, they all secretly shivered, and they didn't dare to look at each other.

"Gallless rats!" Luo Qing smiled, and said to Wang Zhi, who was lying on the ground, humming, "Although you are a fool, you are much better than the rats who know how to shout." At least if you dare to make a move, they will wag their tails and beg for mercy. ”

Wang Zhizao, the stele opener, was broken by Luo Qing and his mouth was full of teeth, and his mouth was full of blood at the moment, unable to speak, if God gave him another chance, he would definitely not be the first bird, how far to hide.

"You said you were going to break my legs, and you were going to throw me out? yes or no?" Luo Qing asked with a smile.

Wang Zhi 'woo woo yay', shaking his head and begging.

"Well, it looks like you admit it. Luo Qing glanced at everyone, then his gaze stayed on Mo Changsheng's body, and said with a smile: "Do you think I should also break your legs and throw them out?"

Anyway, regardless of Wang Zhi's whimpering and begging, his true qi carried away his legs, and he stepped down violently, only listening to "bang bang bang", after three crisp sounds, Wang Zhi's legs had been trampled to pieces, and the last foot fell on Wang Zhi's dantian, wasting his kung fu.

"Look, the master has said a long time ago, you want to be someone's dog, but people don't look down on you. Luo Qing looked at everyone with a smile, and then turned to Wang Zhi and said, "This grandson won't save you, you should die." ”

A body of cultivation was wasted, and his legs were trampled off, such a pain is not at all something that ordinary people can bear, Wang Zhiqiang took a breath, looked at Mo Changsheng, and then spit blood from his mouth and fainted.

Luo Qing's hand can be described as a heart-wrenching word, Wang Zhi made a move for Mo Changsheng, although he is suspected of being a lackey, but, as the owner of the matter, even if your own vicious dog is beaten, you should always come out. Everyone's eyes condensed again and looked at Mo Changsheng.

"No matter what the basis for this waste, you will definitely die today!"

Mo Changsheng secretly scolded everyone for being a waste, knowing that if he didn't kill this kid today, his reputation as a sword boy would definitely be looked down upon in the future. At that moment, he no longer pretended to be high, the pure gold iron fan in his hand suddenly closed, and sneered: "It seems that you still refuse to repent of this evil obstacle, it's just that, today Mo will kill you, the evil thief, and eliminate the harm for fellow martial artists!"

After saying that, Mo Changsheng jumped up, his body was like electricity, he replaced the sword with a fan, and when he raised his hand, he was asked for directions by the killing immortal in "Infinite Sword", and hit Luo Qing's head.