The man flew back upside down, hit the stove directly, and after a scream, he stopped moving.

Zhang Hong frowned, turned around, and saw a black shadow slowly crossing the threshold.

No matter who it was, his steps were too light and his breath was too weak, he didn't even notice it.

Throwing Si Zhiyuan to the ground like a broken bag, Zhang Hong turned around and stared at the door.

Lin Feng touched the tip of his nose and walked in the door, his face like frost.

His gaze swept over Si Zhiyuan and Wu Side, his brows were locked, and his eyes were as cold as knives.

"Is that you?" Zhang Hong was a little surprised, "It's still alive." ”

"yes, thanks to you." Lin Feng said, "I was going to thank you well, but now it seems that I have to thank you even more." ”

Si Zhiyuan was covered in blood, almost a dead man. Wu Side was pleasantly surprised when he saw Lin Feng appear, and laughed three times, but he was instantly relieved of the breath that had been tightened.

"Hahaha! Wow, brother, I knew you were coming......" After speaking, his head hung and he was silent.

Lin Feng clenched his fists, these two people are his brothers, after this time, everyone lives and dies together, and they are even more affectionate than Jinjian.

Whoever hurt his brother was more intolerable to him than he was to hurt him.

"Whew!" Zhang Hong casually walked to the table, picked up another piece of watermelon from the tray and nibbled indiscriminately, bright red juice flowing from the corner of his lips.

Even the eating appearance is so vicious.

Zhang Hong was actually a little surprised, first, Lin Feng was able to live and find here. Second, the aura on Lin Feng's body was obviously much stronger than the last time they met.

However, this is nothing, for Zhang Hong, whether Lin Feng is strong or weak, he is just his prey.

That's right, what he wants to hunt is Lin Feng's anger.

And from the moment Lin Feng entered the door just now, the anger value displayed to him by the core of the demon hunting formation had almost exploded.

This demon hunting formation was laid out by the Demon Ancestor six hundred years ago, and it was extremely wonderful, and it could actually sense the emotions of people within the scope of the formation.

Secretly, there is a method to connect it with the Bone Mountain.

Stretching out his unusually sharp tongue, he licked the watermelon juice around his mouth, Zhang Hong grabbed it with his big hand, and the long mace standing on the wall flew into his hand with a whoosh.

The room was instantly murderous, and the spiritual pressure was pervasive.

Some of the demons were unsteady on their feet, and the person with the whip was the closest, and the vertebrae clicked directly, and the person knelt on the ground and couldn't straighten his waist.

The wind was blowing, and Si Zhiyuan, who had passed out, seemed to sense something, suddenly woke up, struggled and said to Lin Feng: "Kill, kill him!" He killed Mao Mao ......"

"Maomao?" Lin Feng's eyes tightened, his anger increased again, and his fist squeezed, clicking.

The lovely shadow flickered in his mind, and his childish squeak could still be heard in his ears. The first time he saw Maomao, and how it mingled with the cub, Lin Feng remembered it clearly.

Mao Mao actually died? Unforgivable! Abusing his brother deserves to be killed!

"Hey! I killed it, so what? Zhang Hong sneered, and the anger in Lin Feng's eyes made him excited. He jumped forward, like a fierce tiger hungry wolf, and pounced on Lin Feng.

Zhang Hong waved the mace in his hand, the body of the stick flashed with a blue ghostly light, exuding a fierce and bloody aura, and he had a certain amount of coercion.

Whew!

The mace burst through the air and smashed down on top of Lin Feng's head.

Lin Feng stretched out his arms, tapped his toes, and the person floated backwards, then flipped in the air, and kicked his feet towards Zhang Hong's hand holding the mace from below.

The icy orange streamer crawled up the mace along the tiptoes, and the pitch-black stick chirped and froze.

Zhang Hong sneered: "Carving insect skills, also come to offer ugliness?" Make move! ”

He roared, and his whole body lit up with pitch black, and cold air flowed out of him, shattering the ice with a thud.

The mace's spikes resembled wolf fangs, and they began to wriggle and make a dense sound of teeth chattering. Where Lin Feng's body was weak, the wolf tooth spikes would automatically flow to wherever they went.

The violent and bloody aura emanated, and a mixture of red, blue, and black light turned into a torrent and rushed towards Lin Feng.

The sharp and sharp breath cut through Lin Feng's skin, the ferocious power entangled him, and the invisible tentacles bound his hands and feet.

Zhang Hong smiled fiercely, his muscles were coiled and tangled like a python, his arms waved fiercely, and the mace swept towards Lin Feng with a hula.

The roots of the wolf's teeth are like daggers, and the cold light is daunting.

The powerful spiritual pressure of the fifth order of Zhang Hong's martial master realm easily broke the spiritual power on Lin Feng's body surface and hit his body with a bang.

His speed was too fast, Lin Feng couldn't dodge it at all, and the mace was almost sinking into his flesh.

"Don't think that if you break through, you can compete with me, boy, you're still too tender!" Zhang Hong roared, and the mace in his hand slammed away.

He was looking forward to the moment when Lin Feng's skin opened and he screamed in pain. The sturdy touch also declares that the moment will come.

In the next second, the smile on his face suddenly froze, replaced by doubt.

The mace missed, it missed?

But Lin Feng was clearly standing in front of him!

Zhang Hong couldn't figure it out, and Lin Feng didn't give him a chance to continue thinking.

Bang!

Lin Feng supported the ground with one palm of his right hand, rolled over on one side, kicked his feet violently, and two sharp spikes pierced out of the soles of his feet with a whoosh, like two sharp swords, whining and bursting, stabbing into the enemy's heart.

Bang Bang!

Zhang Hong hurriedly raised his mace to resist, and the huge force was transmitted from the mace, and his two arms were shocked to the point of numbness.

The powerful impact forced Zhang Hong to take three or four steps back, and finally stepped into the floor, and a deep pit appeared with a click, and half of his legs fell into it.

Swish!

Sharp light burst out from Lin Feng's legs, he landed on both feet, his fists slammed out, and two spikes grew out of the fist peak, and once again slammed into his left and right chests.

"Humph!" Zhang Hong snorted coldly, realizing that he had underestimated Lin Feng, he suddenly boosted his spiritual power, and the black wind whirled out from his side.

With a stick in his right hand and a palm in his left hand, he slapped it on the ground and lifted it violently.

Smack!

With a few crisp sounds, the green floor tiles were sucked up one by one, and the fierce and domineering force set off layers of air waves, mixed with the fragments of the floor tiles, and hit Lin Feng like a storm.

Then, with a loud roar, he swung his stick again, and his body brought a black wind, and the mace left a black afterimage in the air, and pounced again.

Bang bang bang!

The rain of gravel generally came, Lin Feng punched one by one, shattering the stones, the space dust fluttered, the vision became blurred, and the light and shadow began to distort.

A brick was wrapped in spiritual power, and it slammed through the furnace, and the raging flames flew out and scattered everywhere, and the cave suddenly caught fire.

I don't know what fuel was lit by this fire, and the temperature was extremely high, and both of them began to sweat on their heads, and immediately turned into white steam and rose.

One of the flames was particularly strange, but everyone was nervously following the battle between Lin and Zhang, and no one paid attention to it.

Bang bang bang!

The mace and Lin Feng's fist stabbed, and they clashed hundreds of times in a row, with lightning and flint, the wind howling, and the murderous aura spreading.

Zhang Hong's spiritual pressure became stronger and stronger every time, forcing Lin Feng to retreat inch by inch. The two of them stepped on the floor one after another, and the surrounding walls were even more murderous and spiritually severed by three inches.

The other people in the room couldn't stand the huge pressure, and their faces were sunken one by one. The two who were hanging up slammed up with the hanger, and the ping-pong rolled into the corner.

Zhang Hong attacked like crazy, and the mace waved into a black curtain. The mixture of sharp and thick finally forced Lin Feng into a corner.

Bang!

He stomped down hard, and the cave shook.

"Boy, let's see Hades!" Zhang Hong roared wildly, his eyes were scarlet, and he raised his mace and smashed it down.

(End of chapter)