"Damn, this is a master! But why is this move so awkward..."

The man in front of me was like a move film made by a foreigner. Although it was fancy and beautiful, his body was straight and straight, and it was awkward no matter how you look at it!

At this moment, this man's skin was resentful, his body was straight in the air, tilting at twenty degrees, and punched Zheng Xiaoming.

Zheng Xiaoming sneered, and his sword quietly flirted with a sniffle. With a squirting sound, he gave the other party a blow, and the air suddenly rushed. The human skin and resentment fell down and burned to ashes.

Zheng Xiaoming had not had time to be happy after solving this human resentment similar to a master.

Several people appeared around, like parkour masters, and they rushed towards Zheng Xiaoming from the street, roof, and facades of buildings.

Zheng Xiaoming felt so distressed: "You ran over directly from the ground, isn't it fast and energy-saving that you can do so much trouble?

Have you watched too many actions in Heli's life?

I tell you, the action scenes of Heli live are all evil ways. Although he has learned to hang steel wires, his movements are rigid and stiff, and they are not good-looking at all!"

While complaining, Zheng Xiaoming was of course not idle, and waited for the other party to come and besiege him, but quickly rushed into the police station.

He learned the White Ape Sword Technique and his body skills became faster and more agile. Before several masters of human skin and soul came, they had already returned to the police station first.

He was not in a hurry to return to Futian. Anyway, after entering the police station, he could attack and retreat or escape.

So Zheng Xiaoming guarded the door of the police station, waiting for the first person to rush over, suddenly flashed out and stabbed him with a sword.

The man's skin and resentment were caught off guard and died of the sword. Another airflow was directly sprayed on Zheng Xiaoming's face. There was a sense of freshness, which came to his face, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face.

"What kind of energy is this man's body filled with resentment?"

Zheng Xiaoming was puzzled and kept moving. He had already kicked the human skin resentment spirit that was burning in the sword, then stepped forward and slashed. When his wrist turned, the sword buzzed and a sword flower exploded in the air, which was extremely dazzling.

Another master who rushed over was confused by the sword flower. When he didn't know how to deal with it, the sword suddenly became like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and he stinged it.

The long sword penetrated through the throat of the human skin and resentful soul and quickly retracted it. The other party covered his neck tightly, but then could not block the leak. It finally shrank into a ball, and was burned to ashes by the sudden flames.

The remaining two masters, resentful souls, arrived at the same time, and directly broke through the glass door from left to right, and rushed towards Zheng Xiaoming among the glass fragments in the sky.

Zheng Xiaoming turned around flexibly like a monkey, and his long sword shook the air and swept the two of them.

The two of them dodged just now, but Zheng Xiaoming's footsteps were faster and he had already rushed up. He approached one of them and assassinated him with one sword.

Only the last person was left with a sarcastic resentment, and stopped and showed off his posture.

However, before the posture was completely lit up, Zheng Xiaoming killed in half by a sword from head to toe!

"It's really inappropriate to learn Kung Fu even if you want to learn Kung Fu!"

Zheng Xiaoming sneered and looked outside, more experts rushed towards the police station like flying.

He was not delayed, and picked up a few guns left by killing the police from the ground. He took a few other debris and then returned them to the detention room.

He also locked the door from the inside with Rendeyujiu, and then returned to his own beauty field.

I saw that the guns and debris he brought back from the police station turned into ashes as soon as he entered Futian.

This time Zheng Xiaoming saw it clearly. Although these things brought back from the virtual world turned into ashes, they did not increase their good deeds, nor did they repair the fences. Instead, they turned into fog and drifted into the thick fog around the Futian!

"During this period, my Futian fence seems to have not been damaged much!"

Zheng Xiaoming thought to himself: "Is this Futian fence not damaged, and are the things brought back from the virtual world useless?"

I vaguely knew in my heart that this was not the case.

These things brought back from the virtual world must be of use and can increase the power of Futian. At least, hasn’t the fog around Futian increased?

As for what exactly the fog around Futian is, he doesn't know yet.

After all, Zheng Xiaoming found that he had just gone to the virtual world and killed thirty-seven people. He had actually ripped the little knife fruit!

As soon as Zheng Xiaoming took off the knife fruit and swallowed it into his abdomen, he saw the heart-digging person's dream gate, making a ping-pong sound, as if the person chasing him outside was smashing the door, wanting to rush into the dream.

Although Zheng Xiaoming used Rende Yudao to block the door, it continued to impact.

The golden light of the Rende Jade Rice continues to weaken. Obviously, this mere rende Jade Rice cannot last for too long.

At the same time, after taking the little knife fruit, Zheng Xiaoming was quickly accepting the so-called "Xiao Zheng Flying Knife" skill.

The so-called Xiao Zheng flying sword is worse than a hidden weapon kung fu.

This is also a kind of kung fu built on spring force, using the explosive power of spring force to throw out various hidden weapons and kill people from a distance to make up for the shortcomings of insufficient sword skills.

Under the spring force, within thirty meters, various hidden weapons thrown can penetrate trees, let alone kill people.

Just as Zheng Xiaoming had just learned the flying knife of Xiao Zheng, the dream gate was knocked open with a slam, and several people had already rushed in.

Zheng Xiaoming immediately smiled: "It's a good time to try the power of my Xiao Zheng Feidao..."

Although he did not have a flying knife in his hand, there was soil in the field of blessing. He picked up the soil blocks and the large tendons in his body shrank and loosened, like a spring driving the muscles, which had ejected a piece of soil out.

"Puchi..." With a sound, the face of the human skin who had just rushed in was immediately shot through, and the air flow surging out, burning to ashes in a blink of an eye.

Then one after another, the human skin and resentment came in, but Zheng Xiaoming threw it out piece by piece and shot it through.

This power is no less than a gun.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen human skins and resentment were wiped out, but more human skins and resentment were rushing towards here.

When using this little Zheng flying knife continuously, you must use spring force every time.

After more than ten consecutive times, Zheng Xiaoming could no longer bear it, and he felt that there were signs of strain on his muscles.

In amazement, Zheng Xiaoming went over, slapped the heart-digging man in the face, and shouted: "Wake up!"

With a crisp "bang", the person who digs his heart suddenly wakes up quietly.

The dream was broken, and the surroundings were covered with thick fog, and everything was gone.

Zheng Xiaoming also retreated back to Futian!
Chapter completed!