However, these were all Long Sankui's elites, and they were not easily frightened. After a short pause, another row of men rushed toward Xiao Luo, roaring as they swung their swords at him.
Xiao Luo smiled coldly and turned into a bloodthirsty Shura. With a slash of his sword, one of the men was cut in half on the spot. Colorful internal organs spilled all over the ground, and the thick smell of blood immediately filled the air. Facing the fearless elites who kept rushing at him, his eyes became colder and colder.
"Poof!"
Hot blood spurted into the air, and the head of one of the men in black was sent flying. The headless body continued to sway a few times, and then collapsed in a pool of blood.
The Nonuple Saber slashed horizontally, and the man was cut in half at the waist before he could even scream. His upper body was separated from his lower body and fell to the ground. The upper body that was still alive was bleeding from its mouth and nose, and it stopped moving after two or three seconds.
"Go to hell, all of you!"
Xiao Luo sneered and rushed to the front of another man at lightning speed, and swung his sword again.
However, this person's reaction was faster. He raised his saber to block. With a "dang" sound, the two sabers collided fiercely. Sparks flew. This person seemed to have been hit by a train. His body flew back uncontrollably, and only stopped after knocking down three people. No matter if it was him or the three people who were knocked down, they were all lying on the ground in a disorderly manner, unconscious.
Cruel! Crazy! Decisive in killing!
Long Sankui and Hei Lang's faces paled. They had personally trained these elites, and each of them was as strong as the Special Forces. They would have no problem taking on five ordinary people at once. But now, they were being slaughtered one-sidedly. It was a shocking sight to them.
"Damn it, this little rascal is too evil!" Long Sankui cursed.
Hei Lang did not speak. He pulled out a dagger from his back and walked toward the battlefield with a murderous look on his face.
At this time, the courtyard of the villa was littered with dismembered bodies. The ground was stained red with blood, and no amount of rain could wash it away. It was like a scene of carnage.
This group of black-clothed men was instantly killed by Xiao Luo, leaving only fifty or sixty people alive. This was a terrifying massacre!
Xiao Luo's mind was filled with killing intent. After experiencing the fear of almost losing his sister, he only wanted to kill all the members of the Dragon Clan.
At that moment, Hei Lang dashed forward like a bolt of black lightning. He was very fast, and the timing of his attack was very tricky and cunning. It happened to be the moment when Xiao Luo stopped after killing a member of the Dragon Gang.
"Whoosh ~"
The shiny and cold dagger fiercely pierced over, as fast as a sword.
By the time Xiao Luo could see clearly, the dagger was already at his neck. He could almost feel the coldness of the dagger. He took a step to the right and turned his body sideways, narrowly avoiding the attack. However, the cold blade of the dagger still left a small wound on his neck.
Taking a few steps back, the two stood two to three meters apart, staring at each other.
"I've hurt you!"
Hei Lang, who had always been expressionless, grinned and licked Xiao Luo's blood off the dagger. He was as cruel and sinister as a demon.
"I can promise you that there won't be a next time."
Xiao Luo smiled sinisterly, and then took the initiative to pounce on Hei Lang.
"Clang, clang, clang ~"
The Nonuple Ring Saber and the dagger collided, and there was a crisp sound of metal clashing. After only three moves from Xiao Luo, Hei Lang's defense couldn't keep up. His pupils constricted, and he could only watch as the Nonuple Ring Saber turned into a bright light and slashed at his left arm.
"Ah ~"
A mournful scream rang out in the rainy night. An intact arm fell off from the black wolf's body. Blood spurted out from the wound like water from a high-pressure water pipe that had a few cracks.
Xiao Luo followed up with a kick, and Hei Lang was thrown back like a kite with a broken string. His chest caved in, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.
"Hmph, hmph, hmph!"
Xiao Luo laughed coldly and rushed forward like a demon. The Nonuple Ring Saber in his hand chopped down the men in black blocking his way. Amidst a series of screams, his target was very clear: Hei Lang.
Hei Lang, who had just climbed to his feet, widened his eyes. All he could see was a large saber full of murderous intent coming at him. At this moment, his whole mind trembled violently.
"Stop!"
An ear-piercing roar rang out.
Xiao Luo was slightly taken aback. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
White sneakers, a white sweater, delicate facial features, and fair skin. She had the temperament of a pretty girl from a humble family.
"Bai Ling?"
Xiao Luo could not believe that he would meet Bai Ling from Huaye here. The Nonuple Ring Saber stopped above Hei Lang's head.
The one who had shouted to stop was not Bai Ling, but a man in black standing next to her. To be precise, Bai Ling was tied up. Her mouth was stuffed with a white cloth, and her hands were tied behind her back. After deciphering Mie's IP address, she found the specific address registered by the internet company and went to Xiao Luo's residence.
But as soon as she arrived, a few strong men in black immediately ran out and coldly asked her if she knew Xiao Luo. She nodded subconsciously, and then was brought here. During this time, she was locked in a room and only now was she released. She did not expect to see Xiao Luo here.
Was it really Xiao Luo?
Looking at Xiao Luo, who was covered in blood and holding a big knife in his hand, Bai Ling was stunned. She couldn't believe that the sunny and clean boy she had met on campus was the same person as the evil and awe-inspiring guy in front of her. She also understood one thing: Mie was Xiao Luo.
God, how … how could this be possible?
Bai Ling felt that it was too ridiculous, too unbelievable. The Xiao Luo that everyone in her class had been thinking about was actually Mie. And now, Xiao Luo was in conflict with this group of people, to the point of murder. She could not imagine what Xiao Luo's life was like. No wonder Xiao Luo said that they were from two different worlds.
"Little rascal, do you know this delicate girl?"
Long Sankui asked Xiao Luo with a smile. He crushed a walnut and threw the kernel into his mouth, chewing with relish.
"No, I don't know her!"
How could Xiao Luo be stupid enough to recognize Bai Ling? The nine-ringed saber in his hand continued to press down on Hei Lang's head.
But at this moment, Bai Ling let out a painful groan. Xiao Luo looked up and saw that the man in black holding Bai Ling had stabbed Bai Ling's slender arm with a dagger. Bright red blood flowed out and soon dyed Bai Ling's sleeve red.
Bai Ling's delicate face was full of pain, and cold sweat was dripping from her forehead.
"Hey, didn't you say you didn't know her? Then why the f * ck did you stop? Do you think I'm a fool?" Long Sankui said leisurely as he chewed on the kernel.
Xiao Luo did not speak. He stared coldly at Long Sankui. Deep in his eyes, there was a burning anger.
"Come on, continue to chop. Chop as much as you like. You can f * cking continue to be arrogant!"
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