Hong Fei and Hong Ye are martial artists in the late stage of Huajin, and their strength is strong, and the several Huajin grandmasters present are silent, obviously not opponents, wouldn't it be a joke to get together at this time.

In the end, a warrior who didn't know the details came to the stage, and the result can be imagined, Hong Fei, who divided five by two, easily knocked people out of the ring, but this time Hong Fei obviously restrained himself and did not hurt anyone.

"So this game is won by my Red Gang?" Hong Zhiyuan stood up and said, even if the Qingmen side was also silent.

Hong Zhiyuan smiled with a smile on his face: "In the last game, 400 million US dollars and 100 million jewelry cash, fight with me, even if you win, take it, lose, after today, my Red Gang will officially return to its hometown in China!"

Hong Zhiyuan smiled confidently, and at the same time, the strong energy on his body was undoubtedly revealed.

The pinnacle of the Transforming Grandmaster!

It's really shocking that this old man, who has been smiling all the time, is such a hidden powerhouse.

"The peak of the Transforming Strength Grandmaster, it is more than several times stronger than us!" Zuo Yilong's eyes widened, Rao is he also had to admit that Hong Zhiyuan was powerful, the peak of the Transformation Strength Grandmaster, he was only one step away from being able to ascend to a higher martial arts realm!

"Who can fight with me?" Hong Zhiyuan shook the martial arts arena, but no one responded!

"Who can fight with me?!" Hong Zhiyuan burst into cheers again, he wanted to appear on the stage of Huaxia with a strong attitude, and re-spread the momentum of the Red Gang on this ancient land.

"I am Hong Zhiyuan, the Sect Master of the Red Gang, but anyone dares me to fight?!"

"Sect Master, Hmph, ignorant child!" a flat but arrogant and domineering voice exploded out of thin air.

This voice made Hong Zhiyuan's face change.

From this voice alone, it is not difficult to hear the strong and domineering of the person.

Hong Zhiyuan gave an evaluation in his heart that was not weaker than him.

"Look, there's someone on the lake!" a sudden exclamation drew the attention of the crowd.

But it was precisely because of this sound that everyone's eyes were drawn to the lake.

I saw that under the blue sky and white sun, a man in a robe stepped on a reed and galloped all the way.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but have a thought, 'There was a master who crossed the river with a reed in ancient times', and this person who came up from the lake was afraid that he was also a master, right?!

And Hong Zhiyuan in the ring also had his pupils shrink suddenly, this strength is definitely above him!

Being able to fly over a lake several miles wide with a single reed is probably something that only a legendary martial artist can do, right?

In a matter of moments, the reed was already flying in front of me.

The person who stepped on the reeds seemed to have the ability to fly, and the feet seemed to be like air, and he jumped into the ring with a vertical body, twenty meters apart.

It wasn't until he spoke again that everyone reacted.

"Grandmaster?" is ridiculous, even a mere martial artist dares to call himself a grandmaster?

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you insult and slander the Sect Master?" Zuo Yilong couldn't help but stand up and say something despite the strength of the other party.

"Insult, slander, you piece of shit?"

"Your Excellency...... Poof!"Hurt Zuo Yilong with a punch in the air!

The people around Zuo Yilong were shocked and speechless at this moment, but they just looked at Zuo Yilong who was holding his chest in a daze, and looked at the unknown powerhouse with shocked eyes.

"There are those who dare to speak up about the grandmaster again...... There is no forgiveness!", a murderous sentence, domineering, which is impossible to refute.

Even Hong Zhiyuan couldn't help but gasp in his heart, and with one punch, he injured Zuo Yilong, who had cultivated in the middle of his strength, so it might not be difficult to deal with himself.

Acquired Warrior!

Hong Zhiyuan only has these four words in his heart!

He eased his emotions a little, clenched his fists and arched his hands: "In the Xiahong Gang Hong Zhiyuan, dare to ask the seniors with their names?"

The man glanced at Hong Zhiyuan coldly and said lightly, "Hong Dusheng, that old ghost is still alive, right?"

Hong Zhiyuan was shocked when he heard this, and he was even more respectful to this unknown powerhouse: "Uncle has been in retreat for many years, dare to ask my predecessors but my old acquaintance of the Red Gang?"

The unknown powerhouse whose figure was shrouded in a robe smiled abruptly: "Hehe, I am really old acquaintances with your Red Gang! Twenty years ago, Hong Dusheng slapped me and almost killed me, and I will settle this account with him sooner or later!"

Hong Zhiyuan's figure suddenly stiffened by three points, is this still an enemy? Are you kidding me?

"Get out of my field of vision before I even think about collecting interest. In addition, you bring a message to the old ghost of Hong Dusheng, within ten years...... I will take his head from the long wind!"

This long howl made countless people's faces pale and their headaches split, Hong Zhiyuan's face also changed slightly, he vaguely heard that his uncle had been in retreat all these years because of the sequelae left when he fought with others.

But in his mind, how could someone be injured with his uncle's world-class cultivation.

But when I met Hua Changfeng today, I'm afraid that my uncle was injured!

However, today, Hua Changfeng didn't have any intention to care about him, as if he was more eager to find someone else.

Sure enough, not long after Hong Zhiyuan left the ring, Hua Changfeng shouted towards the Linhu martial arts arena: "Mr. Qin, I know that you are here today, and I am here today to avenge my son, and to sacrifice my son's spirit in the sky with your heart and blood!"

But there was little response.

Hua Changfeng stretched out his hand and took off the robe on his body, revealing a cheek full of sword marks and sword wounds: "I have spent decades practicing martial arts, fighting for the Hua family's century-old foundation, and I only have such a son, Mr. Qin! I will break your body into thousands of pieces, and scatter your bones and ashes! If you don't show up, then ...... today." I'll kill all the people of the Qingmen Sect!"

"What does Mr. Qin have to do with me, Qingmen? There is a debtor and a master, and it is not the hand of our Qingmen people!" one of the Qingmen couldn't help but speak.

Hua Changfeng's strength makes people unable to resist at all, and in the face of this kind of strong man, he can only bow his head and bow his head, but he suffers for no reason, and naturally some people are unwilling.

Hua Changfeng glanced at the man coldly, and a huge force swept towards the man, but in the blink of an eye, he actually pulled the man to the ring.

Hua Changfeng grabbed the man's neck with one hand, and said coldly: "Why? Because it was your Qingmen who led the way for him!

"Ka ......" that unlucky guy died like this, and the fragility of life was undoubtedly revealed at this moment!

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour to find Mr. Qin for me, otherwise...... Everyone in the green gate must die!"