"Boss!"

The baron looked at Brother Feng as if he was born to die, and his eyes instantly turned red.

They have been fighting for several years, countless battles large and small, and how many times they have survived from the fingers of death, I can't remember.

However, this time, the ghost hand really felt that the two were going to be separated by yin and yang.

It's a dead end that you can't change!

Chiyan, why are you aggressive and don't leave anyone a way to live?

The baron has the intention to kill the thief, but he has no power to return to heaven.

He was not afraid of death, but he couldn't refuse Brother Feng's request.

Surviving and protecting his sister-in-law is the most important duty in the second half of his life.

Thinking of this, the baron turned his head with difficulty, looked at the holes in the defense of several mercenaries not far away, and shot out quickly.

"Huh? Something like a dog that wants to run if you can't beat it? Do you have what it takes? ”

Mizuyasha had already seen the plan of the two, and the corners of his mouth provoked a mocking sneer, and his feet were in a hurry, and he rushed towards the baron.

"Your opponent is here!" Li Huaifeng's sword eyebrows froze, his body jumped suddenly, and he struck the mountain and the sea with a blow, hitting the head of the water yaksha.

"Stupid!" Mizuyasha looked at Brother Feng like a clown, and looked at Brother Feng out of the corner of his eye, without even thinking about facing him.

As soon as the words fell, the mad bull on the side repeated his old skills, and his body was like a high-powered chariot, shooting towards Li Huaifeng quickly.

He is faster, his inertia is stronger, and the whirring sound of breaking the air is endless.

With a whoosh, the wild bull rose from the ground.

The height of the air is two feet higher than Li Huaifeng, which is an absolute gap in strength.

"Little garbage, dying is dying, there are still so many flowers and intestines, lie down for me!"

The mad bull clenched his fists with both hands, and when he pulled it to the highest point, he waved it violently, and it fell down violently on Li Huaifeng's head.

Brother Feng's expression was extremely nervous, too fast, so fast that he subverted his perception of power.

Seeing the other party's heavy punch like a hammer coming, Brother Feng didn't dare to hold it up, and raised his arm to make a hard connection.

There was a loud bang, and the same steel-like body produced a dull crashing sound.

Brother Feng only felt as if his arms had hit a hard diamond, devastating, and the feeling of breaking spread from his arms to his whole body, which was simply a heavy blow deep into his soul.

With a snort, Li Huaifeng was more than a meter in the air, and was slapped to the ground by a mad bull, smashing out an inch-deep depression.

The storm grows, the ashes scatter wantonly, and the end is so embarrassing.

"Vulnerable, soft as a puddle of tofu, at your level, you are embarrassed to be called the world's number one soldier king? If you are the first in the world, isn't Lao Tzu your ancestor? ”

The mad bull landed steadily on the ground, grinding his teeth and walking towards Li Huaifeng, looking like a dictator on a high level, and like an emperor with pure blood, overlooking the humble life in the world, the gap is huge.

Li Huaifeng's arms were in severe pain, if it wasn't in the air just now, the speed of the fall reduced the strength of the impact, and his arms might have been broken.

Too hard, too strong.

It is even more terrifying than the previous Fire Yaksha, how can there be such a strong person in the world, completely beyond the limit of human potential!

"Stand up, I haven't had enough of it!" The mad bull walked and walked closer, approaching Brother Feng, and his big hand reached down to pinch Brother Feng's neck.

Li Huaifeng is definitely not a soft commodity that can be killed easily, even if he faces an opponent whose strength crushes him, he must make the other party look at him in awe.

Seeing that the other party's big hand was grabbing, Li Huaifeng stood up on the spot, supported his hands on the ground, and made a weird Thomas whirlwind, his legs were in the shape of scissors, and he suddenly kicked towards the mad bull on the road.

The mad bull stared, he didn't expect Li Huaifeng's body to suffer a heavy injury, and he didn't give up resisting, his willpower was so tenacious, which was beyond his expectations.

With a big wave of his hand, he slapped the opponent's left foot away, but saw that Brother Feng's right foot was like a spirit snake, kicking from a tricky angle and slamming into his chin.

An upside-down golden hook, with eighty percent of the force, accurately hit the jaw of the mad bull.

The mad bull was hit in a hurry, staggered back three steps, and found that his jaw was actually kicked off by Brother Feng, and he was immediately furious.

With a click, he skillfully pressed his hand on his chin, restored his mandible, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he sneered: "Very good, so that I can be interested in playing with you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the mad bull was completely irritable and shot like crazy.

Bang bang, one breath time, two punches and one kick out, Pu Hua is unreal, but with a dreamlike afterimage.

Brother Feng raised his hand to parry, but the old wound on his arm had not healed, and a new injury was added, as if his arm might be smashed at any time.

With a bang, the mad bull slammed into Brother Feng's cheek, his body was like a lonely boat in the wind and waves, rolling upside down and flying, his eyebrow bone broke in response, and a bright red burst in the air.

"Scrap, scrap, scrap!"

The mad bull's body was running more than once, like playing football, and it rolled towards Li Huaifeng repeatedly.

Brother Feng fell to the ground, and he could only rely on instinct to dodge.

One meter.

Five meters.

Ten meters.

Ten breaths, he dodged five kicks and was kicked five more times.

In front of the mad bull, he was like a pet who was about to be beaten if he didn't obey, he was kicked away again and again, his chest was suffocated, and a mouthful of old blood shot out, staining the ground under his feet red.

"Get up, aren't you very good at fighting? Why don't you move like a dog, huh? Waste, son of a bitch! ”

The mad bull scolded, and in the smooth and dripping crushing, he found a happy sense of revenge, and he was so ecstatic.

Brother Feng couldn't move, he was tired for a long time, facing a powerful opponent who subverted the worldview, he didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that he was too weak!

If he is the top soldier king of the underground world, then people like the Raging Bull and Miyaksha are the powerhouses of another field.

This is no longer a horizontal fight, and it cannot be compared.

He doesn't hate himself for being too weak, he only hates that he knows too little about the world of the rampaging bull.

What kind of experience can train a person to be so strong?

He gave birth to the chagrin and expectation of dying endlessly, wanting to solve this problem, but he knew that he was about to die, and he would never have the opportunity to know the truth in his life.

At the same time, the battle between Miyaksha and the Baron has also ended.

After all, the baron was still caught by the other party, and in thirty rounds he was solved by Mizuyasha, and he was thrown over like garbage with his hair and body.

"Frail sick man!" Mizuyasha shook his head and sneered, looking indifferent.

"Do you know, in fact, you are nothing, but you are just a little luckier than ordinary people, so you can escape our pursuit three times and twice, but this time, you can only die!"

Mizuyasha condescendingly pointed at Li Huaifeng and scolded in a hideous voice.

The spitting stars sprayed wildly, adding disgusting elements to this already painful situation, but it was powerless to reverse it.

"What are you, eh? Say, what kind of dog are you? ”

The wild bull was irritable and excited, and scolded Li Huaifeng in extremely humiliating language, seeing that the other party did not answer, he slammed it, kicked Brother Feng's body out again, and hit the tree five meters away, and a mouthful of old blood soared.

"Waste, garbage, not even a girl, fight with scum like you, waste grandpa and my time!" The mad bull spat on the ground, completely losing interest in playing with the other party.

When the subordinates around saw Brother Niu so violent, they all admired from the depths of their souls.

Thinking of the dignified generation of soldiers and kings of the dragon thorn, what a beautiful scenery it used to be, there are countless legends, but at this moment, it is like a lost dog, falling to the ground and not daring to speak, and his life hangs by a thread.

They were despised, and felt that it was really an extremely wise choice to take refuge in Lord Red Flame.

Fighting with Lord Chiyan, no matter who you are, you will die worse than a dog, and live more tired than a pig, this is the end of challenging Tianwei.

"Raging Bull, leave the matter of taking the life of this little thing to me, I want to avenge my cousin!"

Mizuyasha's palms shook, revealing sharp nails, and the cold glow appeared in the moonlight.

"Solve it quickly, kill this kind of garbage, I still feel dirty with my hands!"

The mad bull pursed his lips disdainfully, as if he didn't even have Yaxing, who was enjoying a good show, and regarded the lives of Brother Feng and the others like shit.

"Hehe, Dragon Thorn, have you ever thought that you will have this day?"

Mizuyasha approached step by step, and a hideous smile appeared on his pale and thin face, and said: "You may have thought that you would die, but you would never have thought that you would be in a different place, I would let you die worse than Tarzan, grind your body into meat puree and feed it to the dogs, throw your head in the base, and let others kick it as a ball." ”

"What bullshit soldier king, I'm going to make you a laughing stock, and you will stink for 10,000 years!" The more Mizuyasha spoke, the more excited he became, and his sharp nails, with terrifying force, slashed at Li Huaifeng's head.

The gloomy sky, the fire-lit forest, the tragic and oppressive atmosphere spread for no reason, and everyone held their breath and waited for the end to come.

This is an undeniable death, how can it be explained?

Brother Feng and the baron closed their eyes at the same time.

After a lifetime of fighting the emperor and fighting the sky, after all, he still failed to fight the shackles of fate, which is sad and lamentable!

He hated the enemy in front of him, and even more hated the Red Flame, the mastermind behind the scenes, and the powerful Sun Never Setting Empire.

However, no matter how deep this hatred is, it can't be transformed into energy, and he is still defeated after all!

"You can't kill him!"

Suddenly, a cold sound broke through the air from afar.

Everyone was startled, and when they turned their heads to look, they saw a slender man in tight black clothes, walking from the darkness with empty eyes.

This person is so mysterious, when did he appear and he didn't even notice a master like Raging Bull, an inexplicable abruptness rose in his heart, and when he got closer, the other party was actually an old man with a wrinkled face and a withered face.

"Old ghost, are you living enough, and are you in a hurry to see God?"

As soon as the mad bull beckoned, the nearby minions immediately rushed up to clean up the battlefield, and no one treated the old man as a green onion.