Raiders' weak school grass is the big devil

The two Yecai classmates who came with him took a sudden look and ran away without hesitation.

Obviously they are also the favored children of heaven, but they are so afraid of Chen Xiaotong.

Hai Wanwan didn't say a word, probably gathering strength.

Xin Qi frowned and stepped forward: "You want to meet us in private, we're here too, there's no need to blame others."

Chen Xiaotong snorted coldly, and moved his feet aimlessly, as if mocking Xin Qi's inexplicable kindness.

"Just one thing, the day before yesterday you took away Ah Yuan privately, for the sake of saving someone, I won't talk about it. From now on, stay away from him!"

Xin Qi frowned and opened his mouth to speak, but Hai Wanwan had already spoken for him: "Why! Wei Wei Wei, cheapskate, I'm jealous of our Xin Zai's good relationship with Xiao Chi Zhen."

Chen Xiaotong's expression darkened.

Xin Qi didn't want to start a conflict with him, and said: "We don't need to make trouble like this, we are all Yizhi's friends—"

Chen Xiaotong cut off his words with a wave of his hand: "Yizhi? Friend? Hmph, then there is only one solution."

Xin Qi looked at the magic weapon that gradually appeared in his hands, and his eyes were slightly startled: "Student Chen, there is really no need..."

Bang, something like an iron pillar hit the ground heavily, raising dust.

The black base stick in Chen Xiaotong's hand, the black gold stick surrounded by bright gold patterns, is majestic and eye-catching under the sunlight.

Seeing that he was really about to strike, Hai Wanwan leaned over and asked softly, "Xin Qi, do you want to fight?"

According to regulations, their brave men cannot fight privately.

Xin Qi had a stern look on his face, using force is always the best strategy.

But obviously, they have no room for rejection.

The mountain wind in the valley suddenly stagnated, and under the dark clouds, the two of the three formed a confrontation.

Chen Xiaotong used the standard Shaolin stick technique, holding the stick behind his back, and slowly moving his feet.

Xin Qi and Hai Wanwan remained awe-inspiring.

The mountain wind started to flow again, blowing through Xin Qi's hair, and suddenly there was a fishy smell in the wind

Xin Qi changed color slightly.

In the mountains, it seems like a tiger descending the mountain.

There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, several dark clouds gathered quickly, and the wind was strong. Xin Qi's heart beat suddenly, and he looked towards the direction of the camp: "Yizhi..."

Chen Xiaotong didn't notice the direction of Xin Qi's attention, stared at the beast that jumped out, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Demon Race, Guardian, Black Sabelle."

Hai Wanwan said: "Xiao Heizi, long time no see, you are still alive."

The fierce beast, which looks like a tiger but is covered with scales, roars lowly with its bloody mouth wide open.

Some demons in the other world have the form of beasts, just like the body of the faceless girl is wood, the former can be transformed into a human being at will, and the latter needs the help of parasites.

With foreign enemies in sight, Xin Qi gave Hai Wanwan a look, and Hai Wanwan naturally agreed with his suggestion: "Student Chen, why don't we—"

"No need." Chen Xiaotong threw out a sentence lightly and cleverly, without any intention of caring about the demons.

As the black protector under the command of the first demon king of the demon race, although Hei Sabeli is limited by time and space, and his strength is greatly weakened because of the loss of the demon king, he should not be underestimated.

Chen Xiaotong seemed confident that he could ignore him.

Xin Qi was worried that the three of them would fight together, and the demons would go down the mountain and attack others.

You must know that their camp is halfway up the mountain!

"Chen Tongtong! If you want to fight, you can fight, who is afraid of whom!"

It is a strange thing that a brave man who should be righteous has the title of villain.

But what he did was worthy of his title.

When Chen Xiaotong was in another world, he was both good and evil. There were not a few people like him. The famous bandits in the Western Continent also had their own ideals first. It all depends on one's own mood.

Who cares about the life and death of others?

After Hai Wanwan finished his harsh words, the momentum he had been preparing for attack from the beginning was not to rush towards Chen Xiaotong.

Bai Nen's fist descended from the sky and hit the demons behind him.

Xin Qi went in the opposite direction to her, facing Chen Xiaotong with bright sword.

In fact, the division of labor and cooperation decided by the two looking at each other for a split second is correct.

Hai Wanwan Kong has brute force, and he can only face head-to-head with Chen Xiaotong, who is quite skilled. Chen Xiaotong is a foreigner, and his body is quite tough.

Xin Qi, however, is familiar with Taiji swordsmanship, using softness to control rigidity, and using force to strike strength is his strength.

In a few breaths, the two exchanged moves ten times back and forth, Chen Xiaotong's offensive continued unabated, but it was still hopeless to break the game.

On the other hand, Xin Qi is still calm and unhurried, leaving room for energy.

Until Chen Xiao's child soldier made a strange move: "Qi Linzi, do you still remember how the prince died!"

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Chi Zhen is not a stand-in~

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