The excellent killing intent hidden in his heart was revealed, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but suffocate, and with a cold snort, he wanted to teach Hong Yi a lesson.

But at the moment of his intention, he found that Hong Yifang's finger poke also hid some strangeness, a terrifying aura that was so big and powerful that heaven and earth could not tolerate it that it eroded into his body like a tarsal bone, this breath was no stranger to him, because the cult leader who was sealed by him used this kind of power.

Because of this terrifying aura, the middle-aged man's reaction slowed down again, and then he was beaten in the stomach by Hong Yi's explosive iron fist, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"Did it work?"

At the moment they first met, Hong Yi noticed that his father's eyes showed such a hidden killing intent, and then formulated a battle plan without thinking, and then decisively entrusted all his strength and hope in it.

Seeing that it seemed to have succeeded, Hong Yi was overjoyed, but instantly turned into a black pot face, because Daddy had stood up again.

"Hahaha, even if you are facing a father who is in love with each other, you can swing your fist without reservation when necessary, and the fighting wisdom engraved in your bones, like a godsend, you really deserve to be the nephew of the world's number one master."

Referring to the six words of the world's number one master, Hong Xuanji's tone has an indistinguishable sigh, admiration and hatred coexist, staring at Hong Yi, his eyes are equally complicated.

"The power and martial arts you used just now are all derived from that cult leader, I really didn't expect that I was so miserably calculated by that guy, it seems that I was sealed and refined day and night, but I secretly did so many tricks and feet.

"But these are useless, I have already informed Your Majesty with the secret method, he will rush back soon, and when he is in charge, there will never be any force that can resist in the big array, little ghost, now obediently restrain your hands and arrest it, for the sake of Bingyun, if it is not necessary, I don't want to kill you."

Having said that, Hong Xuanji mustered up a momentum that was more than Jiang Tianhua, and pressed Hong Yi fiercely, as if he wanted to crush his resistance mentality.

"You're hurt, you're stalling for time!"

With some kind of mysterious intuition, Hong Yi stared at his father, made a decisive conclusion, and then watched his father's face change, becoming more ugly, and turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Standing in place, witnessing Hong Yi running farther and farther, Hong Xuanji's face was a black mess, but he was still motionless, in his chest and abdomen, wisps of terrifying aura broke through the suppression of his qi and blood, and frantically devoured his body like a living creature.

Compared to the previous confrontation, the viciousness of the evil yin qi nature that originated from the cult leader suddenly increased several times, and the insignificant power that was only used in Hong Yi's hands also caused him an extremely troublesome influence.

Hong Xuanji tried his best to suppress the terrifying aura of crazy ravages and erosion in his body, looking at the battlefield in the distance, a hint of foreboding flashed in his heart.

Hong Yi knew that it was not a good choice to turn around and run away, because it would take a full hour for the entire mansion to run from beginning to end.

Even if the entire mansion is now caught in the catastrophe of the sky caused by the battle of the strong, the wind and the heavenly fire are falling indiscriminately, and the evil qi and Tiangang have also begun to be unbalanced, forming many obstacles that are difficult to cross, but even he can barely pass, although the father does not know how to really cultivate, but he must be higher than himself, it will not be a problem.

But if you want to put it head-on, Hong Yi can't find any possibility that he can forcibly break through his father's defense line and get out of the house.

When he saw Daddy blocking the way out, he saw at first glance that Daddy's heart was well hidden, but the fiery killing intent was incomparable, and at the second glance, he vaguely felt that Daddy's blood was all over the sky, and it was definitely not the bottom line of his own strength.

The psychological reaction at that moment, Hong Yi couldn't even tell himself, and instantly formulated a battle plan that did not retreat but advanced, and then put it into practice without reservation, the effect was so good that Hong Yi himself was shocked at the time, but unfortunately, that little trick did not completely defeat his father.

And after gradually moving away, a faint sadness rose in Hong Yi's heart, people can be ruthless unless they are grass and trees, the voice and smile left by his father in his memory, and the kindness and warmth occasionally shown by his mother when he was there, every bit of it is fermenting in his heart.

But when recalling what Mama Rong said, these once warm memories have become indelible scars.

The faint sadness in my heart only lasted for a very short time, and then gradually sank, and my heart was unwavering, and I continued to think about my way out in a calm and almost cruel state of mind.

Every moment, countless ideas are proposed, and then countless ideas are rejected, and there are useful and effective ideas left, refined and combined, and gradually form a feasible plan.

Occasionally, when he came back to his senses, Hong Yi watched the thoughts that were running fiercely in his mind, and he would also rise in a trembling mood, never discouraged, never give up, never compromise, and the desire for victory burst out from his soul.

Hong Yi had fantasized countless times about what he should be like as a strong man, but now he knew what the difference was between himself and a strong man.

In the unparalleled confidence of the strong, there is no such thing as despair.

But there was also another subtle mood lingering in his heart, reminding him that the instinct that was pushing him forward step by step at the moment was the peerless instinct of the primordial god, this primeval god, not his Hongyi.

When this instinct was completely revived, at that time, was he an ordinary Houfu boy Hong Yi or a doppelganger of the primordial lord?

But the crisis was ahead, and Hong Yi was not in the mood to think about this problem, so he ran to the center of the mansion with all his might.

After a short period of thought, Hong Yi excluded the idea of dealing with his father independently from his mind and replaced it with the idea of using Jiang Tianhua's strength, but before he reached the center of the village, Hong Yi stopped dumbfounded because of one thing.

"Yo, little friend, where are you going with such a hurried look? Don't be in a hurry! There are many beautiful things to appreciate in the journey of life, and if you are in such a hurry, you will only miss many things. ”

"Mama Rong? Aren't you already dead? ”