"What a shameless bald donkey, he beats less with more."

Ren Woxing was furious.

Besieged by several people.

His tiger eyes swept away, and he was secretly surprised.

Although four or five armored men were far apart, they were all looking for opportunities to get close.

"What the lady said is indeed true. These bald donkeys want to kill me."

Let Woxing narrow his eyes and the cold light bloomed.

The true energy erupts in the palm of your hand.

Three people lined up.

He grabbed Fang Zheng's hand and sucked it for me.

Anyway, my whole body shook, my spine was straight, my legs were split, and my waist collapsed and sank.

Push forward suddenly.

"It's not that easy for the donor to suck me."

Ren Woxing only felt that the monk's true energy was like steel, extremely heavy and could not be absorbed. His heart sank, knowing that today was difficult.

Even if the Demon Sect goes up to the mountain, it may not be able to destroy Shaolin.

He had used a misunderstanding to destroy Shaolin.

Now the plan is probably going to fail.

Thinking of this, I will let my toes go and get out of here.

But I didn't expect it.

Master Fang Zheng suddenly clamped his fingers with five claws, and the two of them were intertwined with each other, making it difficult to separate them.

"you……"

"Let the donor not panic."

"Bald donkey, let go, let me go."

"I won't let go."

Ren Woxing glanced at him, and the man in armor was already running wildly.

He felt anxious inside, and a hint of panic arose at this moment.

He raised his foot and kicked Fang Zheng’s crotch.

Fang Zheng's eyes widened, and he never expected Ren Woxing to be so rogue.

His horse stance is unstable.

The true energy is messed up.

Ren Woxing grabbed it and lifted it up with both hands.

Swirl it suddenly.

It smashed out with a bang.

In the right direction, Liu Tiezhu...

Liu Tiezhu only watched one person fly over.

He hurriedly raised his foot and kicked it.

Click.

egg?

Liu Tiezhu didn't have time to think: "Don't leave, Liu Tiezhu is here."

He kicked Fang Zheng away and ran away.

But it's too late.

Four armored men surrounded Ren Woxing with their arms wide open.

But when Ren Woxing lowered his body, pushed his hands left and right, then bent his arms and slammed his elbows against the iron armor.

With a click.

Ren Woxing's arms were trembling and his face was pale.

"What a hard iron armor."

He dared not fall in love with fighting. This iron armor is so heavy that his internal strength cannot be broken.

Immediately soared into the air and rushed out of the encirclement.

He stepped on Liu Tiezhu's forehead.

It rose up in the air like a geese.

"Fang Zheng bald donkey, deep hatred, waiting for me to cultivate..."

choke!

People are in the air.

Ren Woxing's voice resounded throughout the audience.

If you want to leave a harsh word, please let someone go.

But I didn't expect that the sound of sword suddenly rose in the crowd at this moment.

It actually made his ears deaf for a moment.

Ren Woxing was shocked, and a huge crisis suddenly arose. He felt a chill in his neck, and bursts of tingling pain came, and his hair was covered in cold sweat.

"Save me!!!"

He shouted in panic.

A glance was swept.

But I saw that it was snowy in front of me.

A sport was like lightning, and it arrived in front of me in the blink of an eye.

The trainee came straight.

But it suddenly turned around, as if it was around the fingers, and it turned into a strange half circle, and it slashed from its head straight towards his neck incredible way.

Ren Woxing felt like he was fixed and his whole body was stiff.

He glared at his eyes, but could only see the snow-white area and could not move.

What kind of sword technique is this?

Ren Woxing was frightened.

"The leader is not panic, I'll come."

He soared into the sky.

clang.

A crisp sound, and your arms were empty.

He looked shocked, and he reached out and grabbed it upwards, feeling the soft ball and pulled it hard.

Bang.

Let Woxing fall to the ground.

Severe pain all over.

I felt numb under my crotch.

"Go away."

"This person is amazing, and his swordsmanship is not acceptable."

Let me go with my legs together and bounce up suddenly.

It was like jumping on the bounce, jumping and floating away in the crowd.

"Master, what's wrong with your crotch?"

"Fang Zheng Bald Donkey, you dare to hurt my tutor's inheritance. I will never end up with you."

"Master, my subordinates will take you."

Xiang Wentian saw Ren Woxing's strange posture.

Don't understand where the injury is?

He suddenly had anger and widened his eyes and turned around and roared at the battlefield.
To be continued...