This time, after Hong Sifang got up, he no longer dared to shout. He waved his hands hurriedly, suppressing the pain on his face and said: "No, no, no, little brother, I am convinced, and I am convinced."
After saying that, Hong Sifang came to Xiao He anxiously and apologized with a shy face: "Little brother, it was all a misunderstanding before. I was too reckless and offended you, little brother."
"Can you please spare me this time out of consideration for the fact that we are all warriors? I, Hong Sifang, will always remember your great kindness and kindness..."
Hong Sifang's change of expression was so fast that even his disciples who had been following him for many years did not react for a moment. However, if you think about it, Xiao He could easily beat Hong Sifang to the point where he was unable to fight back. If he had been harder,
Wouldn't it be courting death if you go down there?
Although it may not look good if you can't beat him and beg for mercy, it's better than ending up like Fang Mingkui!
Xiao He just smiled and said nothing.
However, Fang Mingkui felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit. Today he was looking for someone to repair Xiao He, not to see Xiao He show off his power. Now not only was he deprived of his Dantian, but also Hong Sifang, who he had hired to take charge.
Xiao He tidied him up and made him obedient.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred. Hong Sifang, who had been groveling in front of Xiao He, suddenly straightened up. He threw out a bag of powder with his left hand and stabbed out a short blade with his right hand like lightning.
Lime powder in the left hand and short knife in the right hand, all done in one go.
At first glance, he appears to be a habitual criminal who is good at using such dirty tricks.
"Boy, do you think I will really bow to you? If a young boy dares to show off his power in front of me, there will only be one consequence, and that is death!"
A cold and murderous smile appeared on Hong Sifang's lips. In his opinion, General Xiao He would definitely die, and no one could escape his plot.
All the Lightning Sect thugs were also shocked. It turned out that Hong Sifang's surrender just now was not sincere, but was to make Xiao He relax his vigilance and then plot against him!
They all felt a little inferior to such a bad move, but as Fang Mingkui said at the beginning, this is a world where the jungle prevails, and no one cares how the strong achieve success.
Winner or loser, as long as the last person alive is Hong Sifang, then he is the strong one and he has the power to define his own behavior.
The only strange thing is that this guy has too little experience in the world of martial arts.
Fang Mingkui was so surprised when he saw this scene that he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Death, Xiao, it doesn't matter how good your kung fu is, you are not going to die now."
"Hahaha!"
Lime powder quickly covered Xiao He's entire body, and Hong Sifang's broken blade also stabbed Xiao He's chest. Just when everyone thought that in the next second, they would see Xiao He's blood splashing everywhere, and then he was stabbed to death by Hong Sifang.
time.
Suddenly, a hand flashed out like a ghost and firmly grasped Hong Sifang's wrist.
Hong Sifang's eyelids twitched, and all the hairs on his body stood up. This sense of crisis was something he had never encountered before. At this moment, he felt that the person standing in front of him was no longer a person, but a person who was so powerful that he could pinch him at any time.
Kill his gods and demons.
One fold, one twist.
Just hear a "click!"
The hand is broken and the knife falls.
"Ouch!" Hong Sifang couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.
"H-why didn't he get hit?" Everyone looked at Xiao He in horror.
According to common sense, after Xiao He's eyes were suddenly burned by lime powder, he would be temporarily blind and lose his defense!
How could he still have the strength to grab Hong Sifang's hand?
Hong Sifang was also puzzled, why is this happening? Is this kid's body so strong that even lime powder can't hurt him?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel numb. How strong is it to do this?
Xuanjie or earthly level?
Fang Mingkui also fell into despair again, "Why, why is it so difficult for me to kill a barefoot doctor?"
Only then did he think of his father's words warning him not to take revenge. Before, he thought it was because his father was old and afraid of death. But now he knew his father's true intentions. Now he felt regret even in his intestines.
After the dust settled, everyone finally saw Xiao He's face clearly. His eyes were deep and there was a faint smile on his lips. It was obvious that the lime powder had no effect on him at all.
At this moment, all the Lightning Gate thugs were swallowing their saliva and their legs were starting to tremble. Are they still human?
Obviously, Xiao He's performance has exceeded their knowledge.
In fact, Hong Sifang guessed well. Xiao He did not use any defensive methods, but his physique was simply unable to be eroded by the lime powder.
The first level of the Xuantian Body Refining Technique practiced by Xiao He is skin and flesh refining, but now that he has reached the fourth level, not to mention lime powder and even ordinary sulfuric acid cannot hurt him.
Xiao He was slightly shocked, and all the lime powder on his body was shaken off.
"Sir, please forgive me!" Hong Sifang was really scared at this moment. He could no longer resist at all, he just wanted to survive in Xiao He's hands.
Xiao He flicked his finger, and a burst of energy directly penetrated Hong Sifang's forehead.
"Plop!" Hong Sifang didn't even struggle, he fell to his knees on the ground and died.
Xiao He clapped his hands and said indifferently: "You can survive originally, but you shouldn't bother with it. I don't like people like you who do one thing on the outside but another behind the scenes."
All the Lightning Sect thugs were dumbfounded at this moment. They were dead. Their master, the Lightning Sect Master, actually died like this.
"Boom!" With a sound, a Lightning Door thug could not withstand the pressure and knelt down in front of Xiao He.
"Uncle, we are innocent, please spare our lives!"
As this man knelt down, a dozen thugs also knelt down and begged Xiao He for forgiveness.
Xiao He naturally had no intention of killing these people, just when Xiao He planned to teach them some lessons in his own way.
Suddenly, he frowned and sensed something. He looked up suddenly and saw several black objects the size of fists falling from the tree. When they landed in the air, they made a loud bang and exploded in the air.
Almost at the moment the explosion occurred, bursts of yellow smoke emitted from the black object, and soon the smoke spread to a radius of fifty meters centered on everyone.
The Lightning Gate thugs who were kneeling on the ground fell to the ground one by one before they had time to get up. They only felt paralyzed all over and couldn't even move their fingers.
What is going on? Everyone was terrified. Compared to Xiao He, this person hiding in the dark frightened them more.
Xiao He also stood quietly at this time. He was waiting, waiting for a hidden person who even he didn't find.
Finally, a tall figure came out. He was a standard white man, with blond hair and blue eyes, and deep-set eye sockets.
The white man raised a proud smile on his lips and said in a somewhat fluent Long Mandarin: "Mr. Xiao He, I am Carlo, the S-level killer of Country M. It is a great honor to take your life with my own hands."
The Caucasian Carlo's voice is neither slow nor slow, giving the impression that he does not sound like a cold-blooded killer, but like a polite waiter at a Michelin-starred restaurant.