Seeing Zhou Dao avoiding, the fat man was stunned, and then he showed an excited look on his face. His toes turned into a slash towards Zhou Dao like a fat bird, and the scimitar in his hand slashed towards Zhou Dao again.

"I've left this little guy to me, you guys go and kill all the rest."

Although the fat man was huge, he was not slow at all. Zhou Dao just dodged and before he could turn around, he felt a sharp breath stabbing at him.

"So fast." Zhou Dao didn't turn around and squeezed into the middle of the other party.

These two people are in the late stage of the innate stage, but the other is a master. Seeing Zhou Dao coming to the front, he waved his palms and hit him out.

At this time, the Lei brothers and Wang Zhengtian were stunned when they saw Zhou Dao taking action. Originally, there were many people in the Rakshasa Sect, and everyone had plans to escape from the beginning. A sneak attack from the Rakshasa Sect was thinking about how to break through the siege, but Zhou Dao actually committed suicide alone and killed several people.

Although he was stunned for a moment, it was only a moment. Seeing Zhou Dao taking action, he and others were surrounded, and even weapons attacked him, he had to fight to the death.

"Haha, I know that your Rakshasa Sect is not a good thing. Since we are looking for death, we won't be polite. Brothers, teach them a lesson." Lei Long laughed.

It’s not because of the arrogant brothers of the Lei family. The five of them are all at the level of a master. The seven or eight people surrounding the Lei family are beaten backwards.

The giant spirit god Jin Jianyong and Li Wenxi also fought and immediately defended back to back. Although there were several masters and masters around the three, they were unable to succeed for a while.

Only Zhengqige and others were a little busy. Except for Wang Zhengtian and Qin Lie, Liu Zhengming and others probably couldn't hold on for long.

At this time, Zhou Dao was back and forth among the people of the Rakshasa Sect. Although the number of opponents was higher than his strength, Zhou Dao was extremely excited because he had to challenge and face pressure to break through.

The fat man is also a top master among the masters. The giant scimitar in his hand plays like an embroidery needle in his hand, and the speed is extremely fast and he slashes and kills closely.

Unfortunately, Zhou Dao did not confront him head-on, and kept wandering around the surrounding Rakshasa disciples. While dodging, he also attacked the people around him, but there were enemies around him.

The fat man chased Zhou Dao for several laps but failed. On the contrary, Zhou Dao injured several people, and his face changed in anger.

But the middle-aged man didn't do anything, just watched everyone fighting with a smile, his face full of smiles and didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing the fat man's face changed, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Haha, do you want me to help?"

"No need." The fat man said angrily.

"You're not allowed, you're so embarrassing. You can't even deal with a little guy, and you're not afraid of others laughing when you go back." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Hmph." The fat man snorted without saying a word, but the scimitar in his hand was slashing faster. He was about to trap Zhou Dao. Who knew that Zhou Dao's body shook and then left the cover of the scimitar.

"Where to run?" A man next to him waved his palm and hit Zhou Dao. This man was also a master.

"Hey."

Zhou Dao won with a wave of his palms.

With a loud bang, the man fell backwards crookedly, and Zhou Dao also took the opportunity to resolve the attack behind him.

"Hmph, you all get out of here." The fat man finally got angry, and raised his scimitar in his hand and cut a mysterious trace towards Zhou Dao.

Zhou Dao used his old trick again and squeezed into the Rakshasa Sect. Although he knew that the fat man did not stop and continued to slash the scimitar in his hand, he even covered his own people.

"So cruel." Zhou Dao exclaimed in his heart.

He circled his hands around the two people behind him.

"Ah, you fat man, look at it." A scream came from behind. It turned out that Zhou Dao had avoided, but the two of them did not avoid it and were injured by the sword aura.

"Hmph, get out of here, otherwise I will kill you all." At this time, the fat man was a little angry and kept chasing Zhou Dao.

Zhou Dao turned around and looked from a distance and realized that the situation was not good for him. Except for the five brothers of the Lei family who fought with great enthusiasm, there was nothing serious about it, the giant spirit god Jin Jianyong Li Wenxi gradually couldn't resist it, and each of the three of them was injured. Li Wenxi was the weakest, with a wound on his arm, and white sweat on his face. If it weren't for Jin Jianyong's giant spirit god's move, he would probably not have been able to hold on to it now.

The situation of Zhengqi Pavilion and others was even worse. Wang Zhengtian and Qin Lie had to protect the few people around him, but he could not even play the level of a master.

"ah."

At this time, the man who followed Qin Lie was slashed open in his chest. Unexpectedly, this man was tough and even stood up in front of him, ignoring his chest and stabbed him at the opponent's hand. He wanted to die with the opponent.

The other party didn't expect that this person would be so desperate, and he was stunned and was stabbed into his lower abdomen by a long sword.

"ah."

The disciples of Zhengqi Pavilion slowly fell to the ground with a wave of his palm.

"Junior Brother Li." Qin Lie's eyes turned red. The long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a sword energy, and the person who was in the Rakshasa Sect was actually chopped into two pieces by a sword.

At this time, there was another person in front of Qin Lie. There were more than a dozen people in Zhengqi Pavilion, but I didn’t expect that there were still six people in Wang Zhengtian and the others, and the deaths and injuries would increase depending on the situation.

"Ah." Ma Zhengde screamed and his left arm was chopped off.

"Senior brother hold on." Wang Zhengtian waved his sword and forced the other party away, his eyes turning red.

"Everyone approaches the same place." Zhou Dao shouted at this time, and no longer dodged.

"Look at where you run." The fat man came to Zhou Dao's hand, and the strong wind blew Zhou Dao's clothes and his long hair flew.

Zhou Dao surprisingly did not dodge, but just stared at the other party, which made the fat man stunned. I wonder why Zhou Dao stopped.

Seeing that the giant scimitar had already slashed in front of him, Zhou Dao suddenly expelled his palm with a sharp palm.

With a loud bang, Zhou Dao's palm hit the surface of the giant scimitar.

The fat man only felt a shock in his hand. The scimitar held firmly in his hand was actually hit by the other party's palm, and then he felt a shock in his chest. Then he saw the little guy who had just escaped and punched his fat belly.

The pain, heart-wrenching pain, as if my place had been broken, I wanted to scream but couldn't open my mouth. In a trance, I saw a fist getting bigger and bigger in front of me, and when the corners of my eyes hurt, I knew nothing.

"Hmph, it looks pretty fat, why can't I help but beat me?" Zhou Dao shook his hand and said.

He knocked down the fat man with two punches. The Rakshasa disciples around him were stunned. They didn't know what to do. You should know that the fat man was in front of them. Unexpectedly, he was hit on the ground with two punches and didn't know what to do.

The middle-aged man who had been watching the fun finally changed color and pulled out his long sword and stared at Zhou Dao closely.
Chapter completed!