Shenao Wudi

Chapter 448 Then I can rest assured
As the fight continued, after another [-] moves, Wang Dong couldn't help feeling a little annoyed when he saw that Cen Rong didn't even show his disadvantage. He was obviously far inferior to him, and he delayed for so long. What did he say?
"Get out of here." The trajectory of the knife in Wang Dong's hand turned.

This time, Wang Dong no longer took the initiative to confront Cen Rong's attack head-on, but chose the method of killing one thousand enemies and injuring himself by eight hundred, allowing Cen Rong's attack to stab him, and he would also hit Cen Rong.

"This guy is crazy." Cen Rong cursed inwardly, she didn't want to fight Wang Dong like this, why did she get hurt when she fought steadily and could win the battle?

Cen Rong quickly withdrew her attack and escaped Wang Dong's attack.

It's just that Cen Rong's retreat this time allowed Wang Dong to seize the opportunity, wave after wave of continuous attacks, and Cen Rong began to lose momentum in terms of momentum.

The momentum is suppressed, and the next battle is likely to be exhausted.

Both parties understand this point, and Cen Rong's fighting style is to move forward, so Cen Rong must get himself out of this declining situation.

Cen Rong retreated one after another, trying to find a gap between Wang Dong's attack, so as to distance herself from Wang Dong, and use her martial arts to fight back.

But Wang Dong seemed to have seen Cen Rong's plan, and he didn't give Cen Rong a chance to distance himself.

"This guy..." Cen Rong knew that she had made a mistake just now, and she should have confronted Wang Dong head-on before to see who was more seriously injured. In this way, she would not be so passive anymore.

Seeing Cen Rong's ugly face, Wang Dong laughed triumphantly: "What's the matter? You were very arrogant at first, why don't you do it now? It seems that you just have a strong mouth, and your strength is not very good."

"Happy so early, don't beg for mercy when you lose."

Cen Rong gritted her teeth, planning to take a gamble.

Facing the knife cut by Wang Dong, the sword in Cen Rong's hand stabbed out.

Cen Rong narrowed her eyes slightly, aiming at the opportunity, the left side of the sword tip brushed against the blade.

"呲呲呲."

Sparks were struck, and the strength of the two people was clashing.

Cen Rong's sword brushed against it and pointed at Wang Dong.

"What?" Wang Dong didn't expect Cen Rong to use such a method, which seemed no different from the method he used just now.

In fact, of course there is a difference. The purpose of Cen Rong's doing this is to weaken the power of Wang Dong's sword.

Facing the saber whose trajectory hadn't changed, Cen Rong condensed his true energy in his left hand and reached out to grab Wang Dong's saber.

Cen Rong showed a painful expression on his face. Even though the power on Wang Dong's saber was weakened, the power on the saber still surpassed Cen Rong's condensed strength and collapsed, leaving a scar on his palm.

But as long as it is blocked, it will be good news for Cen Rong.

Facing Cen Rong's sword, Wang Dong dodged easily, and took the opportunity to grab Cen Rong's right wrist.

Just when Wang Dong was very proud and was about to mock Cen Rong, he suddenly felt a heavy blow to his jaw.

"What?" Wang Dong was startled, his eyes rolled downwards, and he realized that it was Cen Rong who relied on the flexibility of his body, using his hands and the knife as a fulcrum, spinning his body in mid-air, kicking his chin with his toes .

Wang Dong flew backwards and cursed in his heart: "Damn stinky woman, she is so cunning, I was careless."

Seeing Cen Rong take advantage of the victory to pursue, the knife in Wang Dong's hand rubbed against the ground, drawing a long mark, which was to stop himself quickly.

"You think beautiful."

Cen Rong's true energy was poured into the sword and thrown towards Wang Dong.

"Tips for carving insects."

Wang Dong's tone was disdainful, even if he was in a weak position, but with this kind of attack, he still wanted to hit him?
Wang Dong punched with his left hand and hit the sword thrown by Cen Rong. The sword's trajectory changed in the air immediately.

Of course, Cen Rong had anticipated this simple possibility, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What is she laughing at?" Wang Dong was puzzled.

But in the next second, Wang Dong's face changed drastically, he looked at his right shoulder in disbelief, and Cen Rong's sword pierced through his shoulder.

"Why?" Wang Dong didn't understand. Didn't he just cause the sword thrown by Cen Rong to deviate?
What Wang Dong didn't know was that this was a martial skill that Cen Rong had just learned, and it was a hidden double stab.

There were actually two swords that Cen Rong threw out just now, one of which was made invisible by the power of the martial arts itself, hidden in the dark, this sword is the real attack power.As for the other sword, it was just a target to attract Wang Dong.

In the next second, violent power was released from the sword, destroying Wang Dong's body.

"Ah..." Wang Dong yelled in pain, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Wang Dong, it's time to reclaim the account from three days ago." Cen Rong quickly rushed to Wang Dong, and the spare sword appeared in her hand.

Dozens of sword qi burst out, and Wang Dong had no time to fight back. There were a lot of wounds on his body, and the blood flowed continuously.

"Cen Rong, please speak up if you have something to say." The pain in his body softened Wang Dong.

"If begging for mercy is useful, then you won't end up like this today." Cen Rong's tone was full of anger.

When Cen Rong's seven people were defeated last time, even though he didn't want to think about it when he had no power to fight back, he remembered that the seven of them also begged for mercy without dignity.

But when the seven of them begged for mercy, the seven of Wang Dong remained indifferent. So today, facing Wang Dong's begging for mercy, why did Cen Rong spare him?

With one sword after another, Cen Rong avoided the fatal injury. Wounds appeared on Wang Dong's body, and he soon turned into a bloody man.

"Enough, Cen Rong, if you don't stop, Wang Dong will die." Zhao Xuan roared angrily.

"Hmph, I don't want you to worry about that." Cen Rong took out a pill and stuffed it into Wang Dong's mouth.

After taking the elixir, Wang Dong's pale face became more rosy, and pale smoke came out from the wound surface. This is the rhythm of the wound starting to heal, and part of the wound on Wang Dong's body disappeared.

"You...what do you want to do?" Wang Dong had already thought of a very scary possibility, Cen Rong was going to torture himself openly.

"Don't you already know what you want to do?"

Cen Rong's smile at this moment is simply a devil in Wang Dong's eyes.

"You crazy woman."

"I was worried that the elixir wasn't particularly high-grade and couldn't make you recover better. I was just about to say sorry, but now that you still have the strength to scold me, I can rest assured."

"You... are paralyzed." Wang Dong wished he could stand up and fight Cen Rong, so he couldn't recover better. You were just about to say sorry, but are you saying this to ghosts?Are you worried that your recovery is not good enough to allow you to continue to torture?

This moment is definitely the moment Wang Dong wanted to kill the most since he was a child.

(End of this chapter)