"You brat, you're crazy!" The Sword Saint roared furiously. i^
Hua Renxiong gritted his teeth and did not let up his offensive for a moment. He said angrily, "Uncle Master, you 'forced' me to do this. As a nephew, I have no choice but to do it!"
"You bastard! You are simply bullying your master and destroying your ancestors! How can it be unreasonable? How unreasonable!" He jumped on his feet and cursed several times in succession. The Sword Saint's right hand suddenly made a move, a golden light, faster than lightning, and with a bang, it hit the target. into the golden sword.
The golden sword that was about to break suddenly solidified again in an instant, and the golden light it emitted was extremely dazzling. Hua Renxiong, who had a slight upper hand just now, was immediately hit. Thousands of sword shadows all exploded and dissipated in less than half a breath. Hua Renxiong couldn't help but puff up his chest, opened his mouth and spurted out a blood arrow.
"You little bastard, you are so arrogant before your wings have grown hard. How can you deal with it in the future? You brought this trouble on yourself today!" Seeing that the Chinese hero was injured and flew out, the Sword Saint did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Uncles and nephews are uncles and nephews after all, and they have not yet met in life or death. [
Seeing that Hua Renxiong was injured, Luo Wandao's excited eyes burst into tears, and he said in pain, "Brother Hua, that's enough! This may be my fate, Luo Wandao. I admit defeat, so please don't worry about me anymore." It's hurting your body. You have to live a good life. Brother Lu's innocence and freedom will all fall on you." After saying that, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Feitianhu, and shouted sternly, "Come on! You are not dreaming. Do you want to kill me? Today I will grant your wish! Do it!"
"Wait a minute!" Hua Renxiong opened his mouth and let out an angry shout before he could stand upright.
"Brother Hua, let's stop here! I, Luo Wandao, beg you!" Luo Wandao was worried that if he continued like this, not only would he die, but Hua Renxiong would also fall here. %&*>
Hua Renxiong smiled at Luo Wandao, his expression perked up, and he looked at Sword Saint Dao: "Uncle Master, I know that even if I practice for another hundred years, I will not be your opponent. However, your opponent today , it wasn’t me originally.”
"What kind of monster are you kidding?" Seeing the bright red blood on the corner of Hua Renxiong's mouth, it would be a lie to say that the Sword Saint was not heartbroken at all.
Just as Hua Renxiong was about to speak, Qin Dong stepped forward, put a hand on his shoulder, and said loudly, "Brother Hua, I leave the Flying Fox to you, I will do the rest!"
Hua Renxiong nodded and sighed, "I didn't expect that in the end, I would still have to take this step."
Seeing Qin Dong and Hua Renxiong murmuring, Sword Saint frowned and yelled, "Where did you come from? What do you want to do?"
Qin Dong chuckled and said proudly, "What don't you want to do? I just want to see the so-called second saint among the three immortals and two saints, and have the courage to have a few fights with the two seniors."
"What!? You want to fight with us?" After hearing Qin Dong's words, the Sword Saint and the Spear Saint opened their eyes at the same time, looking at each other, and began to doubt their own ears.
Hua Renxiong looked at it and admired him very much. If you have strength, you are good. If you have strength, you can speak more forcefully. Look at the way Qin Dong talks, calm, calm, confident and generous, so what if he is facing the famous Second Saint
Luo Wandao was stunned at this time, looking at Qin Dong as if he was looking at an alien. They couldn't believe it. This young man in front of him was only in his twenties. Where did he get such courage? In his life, he has seen many young heroes, but in his impression, no matter which one they are, they can't be like Qin Dong, calm and calm when facing a strong man like the Second Saint. , and even raised the challenge in public. This is beyond words that can be described as bold.
Completely ignoring the wonderful expressions of the Second Saint, Qin Dong nodded gently and said in a clear voice, "Exactly!"
"You are so brave! Who are you? You dare to challenge us?" Looking at the Gunslinger, it looked like someone had slapped him in the face in public, and he was angry and humiliated.
Qin Dong smiled faintly and said loudly, "Why do you need so much nonsense? Whether we want to fight or not, the two seniors can just give us a word!"
"That's unreasonable! It's not impossible for you to challenge us. However, you have to pass the level of Feitian Fox first. Feitian Fox, you come and try this kid's skills first to see if he is qualified to fight with us." Sword Saint He snorted coldly, pointed at the flying fox and said.
"Me?" Feitianhu was stunned for a moment, unwilling in his heart.
This Qin Dong seems to be neither crazy nor stupid. Since he dares to challenge the Sword Saint and the Spear Saint, he must have something to rely on. And looking at Hua Renxiong's expression, although he was a little nervous, he had no intention of stopping Qin Dong at all. He was obviously full of confidence in Qin Dong. In Feitianhu's eyes, Qin Dong was like a thunderbolt, and he didn't want to touch it foolishly.
"Yes! It's you. Why, you don't want to?" Seeing that Feitianhu was hesitant, Sword Saint's voice immediately turned cold. [
"No, of course I am willing, but..." Feitianhu felt anxious, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Just when Feitianhu didn't know what to do, a person next to him jumped out and said loudly, "You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife, so let me kill that kid."
"Wei Fei?" Feitian Fox was slightly stunned at first, and then realized that Wei Fei wanted to take the opportunity to show off in front of the Second Saint. A sneer suddenly appeared on his face, and he said to the Sword Saint, "Senior , Wei Fei's cultivation level is not inferior to mine, let him test that boy."
"That's fine! Let Brother Luo take care of your Flying Fox. Only in this way can we compensate for the humiliation you put on him. Brother Luo, what do you think?" Before the Sword Saint could answer, Hua Renxiong spoke first shouted loudly.
"Brother Hua, you..." Luo Wandao couldn't react. What do you think of Hua Renxiong's intention? Not only did he not mean to stop Qin Dong from challenging the Second Saint, but he actually supported it. Could it be that Hua Renxiong and that kid went crazy together
"Brother Luo, don't you want to kill the flying fox and avenge yourself with your own hands?" Hua Renxiong asked again loudly when he saw that Luo Wandao was silent and did not answer.
Luo Wandao turned his head, and the flying fox was also looking at him. The two of them looked at each other, and deep hatred immediately surged in Luo Wandao's heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "I think about it! Of course I think about it. I wish I could cut this guy into pieces with thousands of swords, so that I can eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
When Hua Renxiong heard this, he laughed heartily and said loudly, "Brother Luo, don't worry, your little wish will definitely come true today."
Listening to the Chinese hero's happy smile, Feitianhu snorted coldly. He didn't say anything, but secretly said in his heart, "Have your sweet spring and autumn dreams! With these two super bodyguards, the Sword Saint and the Spear Saint, you can Don’t even think of hurting a hair of my flying fox! What about being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, I want to see who will be scratched alive by a thousand cuts in the end!”