The man in black understood, and with a suffocation of his palm, he threw the torch into the house. Under the blazing fire, half of the room quickly burst into flames. Zhao Ruren was furious when he saw this, and couldn't help scolding: "The thief should be presumptuous. As he spoke, he stepped forward quickly, raised his right foot, and kicked the man in black to the back of his head. The rest of the men in strong suits were still holding torches, adding fire to the fire, Zhao Ruren stretched out his body, came to everyone's side, stretched out his hands one after another, snatched everyone's torches one by one, and threw them far away.

The thin man made a look, and the men in all the strong pretenses stepped forward, and gradually became a circle around Zhao Ruren. Zhao Ruren didn't wait for them to get closer, so he used the 'sweeping leg', 'Luohan fist', and 'big grappling hand', and knocked the three people on his side to the ground. The remaining five people each drew their blades and stepped forward step by step, Zhao Ruren saw that they were like a great enemy, and it was not easy to deal with them, so he rushed to the east with an arrow step. Standing on the east side were two strong men with forks, and when they saw the opponent suddenly coming, Qi was taken aback, and stammered: "Ah, you", before he said two words, he was pressed by Zhao Ruren's palm on his chest, and he was shot a few zhang away.

The other three men had a divine light in their eyes, and they obviously had deep internal strength, and Zhao Ruren dealt with it empty-handed, and after fighting for a long time, he was invincible. He fell backwards again and again, and when he reached the stone house, his feet were mixed with wheat stalks, and his body immediately fell backwards. The thin man was among the three, and he pointed at Zhao Ruren and laughed: "Forced this person into the house and burned him to death with a fire." The three men in strong suits waved their blades, the wind whistled, and slashed at Zhao Ruren's head. Zhao Ruren's head was tilted, and he could avoid it, and at this time, he smelled a choking smell in his nose, and he was so sad in his chest and abdomen that he almost vomited. The man in the suit waved his blade again, Zhao Ruren grabbed and touched the ground with both hands, wanting to pick up something to resist a little, when he was grabbing, his fingers suddenly touched an object, although it was extremely hot, but it was extremely hard, like a gold and iron object, Zhao Ruren had room to think at this time, so he grabbed it and threw it out.

But seeing the light flickering, after this light flashed, Deng immediately returned to normal, but strange to say, almost at the same time, the voices of the three men in strong suits outside the house also stopped abruptly.

Zhao Ruren Shicai didn't see clearly because of the fog, but he felt that the brilliance was very unusual, so he got up to check, and after a few steps, he heard a loud voice shouting: "Demon magic, this person can use demon magic." The speaker's face was gloomy, and there were a lot of weeds on his body, which was a certain man in a strong suit who knocked Zhao Ruren down before. As soon as the words fell, the black-clothed man said: "No, this is not witchcraft, this is a very powerful martial arts." Let's go and tell the old demon Li Shan that his apprentice was killed. The five men in the power suit got up one after another and staggered away along the way they came.

Zhao Ruren didn't find the three people who attacked later, he was very surprised, but it was inconvenient to catch up and ask what was going on, and when he was in a trance, he vaguely saw a blue light sweeping across the sky. The blue light was like a flying fly, and the arrow took off into the air.

The stone house was burned to the ground, and Zhao Ruren took off his coat to extinguish the remaining flames.

On the floor of the house, there were many blackened rubble, and in the pile of rubble, a square face was revealed. Zhao Ruren was horrified when he saw someone in the house, he kicked away the tiles and dragged the person out of the house.

Zhao Ruren probed him and snorted, and was even more surprised, and looked carefully, although there was a lot of soot on the face of the person lying on the ground, he couldn't hide a delicate atmosphere inside, thinking that it was tiles and stones, and they were all burned black in the house, and this person was also flesh and blood, how could he be safe and sound, this thing is really strange.