This is a breathtaking beauty. Xing Zhengrong calmly interspersed back and forth, constantly removing force with the smallest force and the smallest angle.

The warriors who attacked him thought they had hit evil, and once their fists touched Xing Zhengrong's body, they felt as light as they hit the cotton, completely lost.

When they were about to take back the organization's next attack, they clearly felt a huge force gushing out from Xing Zhengrong's body and returned it to them fiercely.

This is a huge force that cannot be fought against, making their arms sore and weak, just like the feeling of having to sit in an electric chair during counter-interrogation training.

"Wow!Wow!..."

Xing Zhengrong continued to fly and continued to bloom with flowers. He was using the power of dancing, which seemed complicated, but could relieve external forces to the greatest extent!

But this is not just the power of dance. If Xiao Yuanchao stood here, he would be extremely surprised to recognize that Xing Zhengrong was using the power of the earth. Because his pace was completely the pace of the power of the earth.

The power of the earth is mainly pace. Without pace, you cannot rely on the power of the earth to the greatest extent. Xiao Yuanchao is very clear about this point, and this power comes entirely from Yue Zilong's family tradition.

Xing Zhengrong then uses the power of dance to combine the power of the earth with the power of the earth. Relieve the power, leverage the power, and exert force. This is what only the earth dancer Yue Zilong can do!

If Yue Zilong was present, he would probably have to express his feelings. His feelings were not that Xing Zhengrong learned to fusion of the two forces, but that he could actually fusion these two forces so perfectly.

"Bang!"

Heavy and crisp slap came out. After Xing Zhengrong completed a lifting force, he slapped his backhand in the face of a warrior in the Dragon Nest.

The Dragon Nest Warrior who was beaten up was like a dead wooden stake, lying straight on the ground and fainted. Blood was leaking out of his mouth, and his cheeks instantly swollen.

"I am Xing Zhengrong!" Xing Zhengrong roared again.

With the roar, his body flew and rotated on the spot, spreading his legs apart, and his feet quickly rotated like a blender.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

He kicked a Dragon Nest Warrior with both feet, kicking them out.

After landing, Xing Zhengrong stretched out his right hand like lightning, grabbed a fist that came out in front of him, pulled it backwards, and immediately raised his feet and put it in.

"Bang!"

The warrior of the Dragon Nest was kicked hard, and he flew back more than ten meters with blood sprays on his mouth, lying on the ground without moving.

"drink!!!"

A roar came from behind, and another Dragon Nest warrior hit Xing Zhengrong in the back with an extremely fierce punch.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound rang out, and when Xing Zhengrong was hit by the back, he rushed forward two steps to complete the unloading force. At the same time, he kicked him back without looking back.

"Bang!"

He grabbed the dragon nest warrior's chin that attacked him, and forced the opponent's body to rise more than one meter high, allowing the opponent to fall to the ground.

"I am Xing Zhengrong!!!"

Xing Zhengrong roared again and turned around with a loud bang. A touch of red blood flowed downwards from the corners of his mouth, and his breath seemed a little rapid.

It is obvious that the punch I just endured was very heavy, and even if I remove the force at the fastest speed, it would not be intact.

But at the moment of turning around, a group of Dragon Nest warriors rushed towards him, grabbed his arm, hugged his waist, and hugged his thighs.

The Dragon Nest is the dragon's nest. Every Dragon Nest Warrior is selected by thousands of people and then selected one in a hundred. When they realize that Xing Zhengrong's strength has reached a level of difficulty in confrontation, they immediately adopt the stupidest and most primitive group fight: hug!

In an instant, Xing Zhengrong's body was tightly held, with people hanging around her neck, people hanging on her shoulders, people hanging on her arms, and people dragging on her waist and legs...

Normal people cannot resist when encountering this situation, just like you have never seen a person who dismembers five horses and can break free from the unlimited horses and pull in five directions at the same time. I have never even heard of it.

At this moment, this was the case that Xing Zhengrong encountered. His limbs were grabbed by the Dragon Nest Warrior, and he wanted to pull him down, and then pulled him in different directions at the same time to completely control him.

"roar!!!"

A high roar erupted from Xing Zhengrong's chest, and he was fighting with all his strength.

In the fight, his forehead and neck were covered with thick blue veins, and his muscles were also swelling wildly.

"Click!Click!..."

The joints and bones made waves of explosions, and the cheeks covered with oil began to become distorted and ferocious.

"I-is-Xing-Zheng-Rong--!"

The five words were yelled out by Xing Zhengrong word by word, and then he slowly squatted down, squatting down little by little.

"Stop him!"

"Don't let him squat!"

“…”

Everyone knows how the human body exerts force, and it all depends on the waist to exert force. When Xing Zhengrong bent down and squats, it is a sign of his preparation for exerting force.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Xing Zhengrong had successfully squatted down nearly 30 centimeters. When he reached this distance, he suddenly raised his head and let out a howl like a wolf.

"Aowu!!!..."

"roll!!!"

A roar came out loud, and Xing Zhengrong's body stood upright from the half-squat.

When he stood upright, an extremely huge force surged out of his body, rushing wildly to the person holding his body.

At the same time, Xing Zhengrong completely transformed into a god of war.

He held the neck of a warrior in the Dragon Nest tightly with his right hand, and then lifted it up and hit the warrior in the Dragon Nest under his feet fiercely.

The Dragon Nest Warrior he mentioned was at least 180 kilograms, but the weight of this 180 kilograms was as easy as a toy in Xing Zhengrong's hands.

No one knows what kind of power his body contains, and no one considers this issue at this time.

Because Xing Zhengrong had become completely cruel, he fiercely threw away the warriors of the Dragon Nest who were hugging him one by one, then rushed into them, waved his fists, raised his legs, and launched a one-sided attack.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

The dull sound of fists colliding with ** continued to sound, and one body flew out one by one, and a pool of blood was spitting on the ground, emitting a shocking red color.

Everyone fell down, and all thirteen warriors in the Dragon Nest were lying at Xing Zhengrong's feet: either in a coma, vomiting blood, or twitching...

Xing Zhengrong's strength has reached an extremely terrifying level, thirteen dragons, and thirteen dragons in the dragons!

Xing Zhengrong reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head and stared at the blue sky above the jungle, and said lightly: "I am Xing Zhengrong."
Chapter completed!