"Papa!!!!!!!"

The red-haired man's hand was only halfway raised, and the earthy yellow figure picked up his two arms at a speed that he couldn't reach, opened the bow left and right, and slapped him in the face with a crackle!

If you have to describe this situation, the words "rain hitting the plantain" must be more appropriate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The blow of such a violent storm almost stunned the red-haired man completely, and the arm that had just been raised fell weakly, and his head fell left and right "with the current", and the pain slapped like a tide in layers until he was numb. From the time he was lifted off the ground to the time he fell, it was only the blink of an eye, but he lost count of the number of slaps he received.

Just as the red-haired man was about to fall to the ground, the earthy yellow figure finally stopped his arm, but instead of feeling pity and ready to stop, he raised his knees, ready to push the other party back to the sky again, and launched a combo.

However, this brief moment also gave the red-haired man a rare respite, and he came out of the vertigo and chaos caused by the frequent blows to the face, gaining a moment of clarity, and after reacting to what was happening now, his eyes burned with deep anger and unforgettable hatred.

The red-haired man's lips squirmed quickly, and he slurred a word:

"Boom."

Before the words fell, a pale red and transparent mighty lion head quickly poked out from the red-haired man's chest, his eyes were dancing with orange-red flames, and his flame-like manes danced in the wind, which was very strange. After the lion's head drilled out, it immediately opened its bloody mouth full of fangs, and the depths of its dark throat suddenly lit up, and the next moment, a large orange-red flame suddenly emerged from it, and the "peng" exploded!

With a thunderous vibration, the orange-red flame that had been a mass exploded into a semi-circular ring of fire, spreading out rapidly towards the surroundings, the flames raging, and the scorching air distorted.

As early as the red-haired man's lips squirmed, the earthy yellow figure seemed to realize something, and did not pursue again, but folded his arms in front of him, and quickly retreated behind him, but he was still one step slower, and was stained by the orange-red flames.

Suddenly, the flame seemed to have encountered flammable grease, and it soared more than a meter high, and the color gradually changed from orange to crimson, giving people a compelling burning feeling.

The earthy figure flicked its arm with flames quickly, but to no avail, the flames stuck to it like maggots on tarsal bones, and even had a tendency to spread along the earthy veil of material covering the surface of the figure.

As if discovering this, the figure quickly waved his hand to disperse the earthy yellow substance, revealing his true face, which was a young man in a black sweatshirt with a frosty face.

It was Li Baifeng.

Before, out of worry and anger in his heart, he disregarded the risk of being discovered, brazenly performed the mountain stealth technique, and rushed all the way, fortunately today is not a weekend, nor is it a holiday, the time is in the morning, most of the people have classes, and there are no pedestrians on the road, so it is not exposed.

Sure enough, this spell was not in vain, Li Baifeng was able to arrive, and he witnessed the scene of the red-haired man raising his foot and stepping on Zhao Shuo, and he was already holding back a fire, and his heart was even more on fire.

Then, Li Baifeng quickly cut the trick and blessed himself with the great power of Vajra, this spell and the mountain range sneaking on his body were superimposed, making his speed even higher, and then he rushed in front of the red-haired man again in an instant, beating the water dog.

As the earthy spiritual energy dissipated, the crimson flame gradually burned out, but there was still a slight flame sticking to his sleeve, and it was about to leap up again, spreading rapidly, and Li Baifeng quickly tore off the entire sleeve and threw it to the side. Before it landed, it turned into a puff of fly ash, and the fierceness of this fire can be seen.

During the time when Li Baifeng was entangled with the flames, the red-haired man who was also shocked to the other side by the impact of the flames explosion also slowly stood firm, staring at him with a hateful gaze that almost spewed fire, and the high, swollen and red purple cheeks also explained where this hatred came from.

The other few young people who were standing next to Zhao Shuo before reacted from the confrontation between the lightning and the fire, and hurriedly trotted all the way to the red-haired man's side, one reached out to help, one pinched the trick and prepared to cast a spell, and one was one step behind, so he had to hold his head high and glared at Li Baifeng with several other people, in order to show his feelings of advancing and retreating together.

The red-haired man didn't turn his head, still staring at Li Baifeng, he waved his hand, signaled the people around him to retreat, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he felt something strange in his mouth.

He tilted his head, opened his mouth and spit out, but he spat out a blood-stained tooth, which fell to the ground and bounced and fell.

After seeing what this thing was, the red-haired man's eyes were bloodshot, and his mind had a feeling of explosion. Just when dealing with that Danfeng eye, he was injured under the opponent's martial artist-like fighting style, and he was already unhappy in his heart, and he was "mouthed wildly" by the guy named Li Baifeng on the phone, and he was even more angry, and he was "shamelessly sneak attacked" just now, and slapped his face countless times, and now his teeth have been knocked out, who can stand this?

"You...... Are you ##敢偷袭老子? Lao Tzu must ###弄死你 today! ####！ The red-haired man trembled and stretched out his arm, and scolded at Li Baifeng like thunder.

"You are Zhu Yi?"

Li Baifeng let out a disdainful sneer, sneering at this angry scolding, the hearty beating just now had dissipated a lot of the suppressed anger in his heart, and now his mood was very calm—of course, the accounts still had to be settled one by one.

"Yes, Lao Tzu is Zhu Yi, you ##有病吗? Are you ##连老子是谁都不知道就##上来打老子? I####! You're #######! ”

This fierce speech made Li Baifeng's brows tighten, if it was placed on Feichuan, it is estimated that half of his words would be shielded symbols, and if it was converted into voice broadcast, it would also be a large "beep-" sound.

The quality is really poor, this person.

Ignoring Zhu Yi, who was still scolding, Li Baifeng walked quickly to Zhao Shuo, who fell to the ground, squatted down and helped him up.

The Xuanshan Sect's magic methods are mostly attacked and suppressed, but the treatment of diseases and injuries is rare, and Li Baifeng does not know any of them, looking at Zhao Shuo with his eyes closed at this moment, he actually has a feeling of helplessness. (To be continued.) )