"Come, we'll meet them. He stroked the red bird, and then waved his left hand at will, and a ring of fire appeared in front of him, and the other end of the ring of fire seemed to be connected to a large hall, and then he stepped into the ring of fire with one foot, and a monstrous flame rose behind him, and a magnificent sound spread throughout the entire Red Flame Sect.

"If you want to fight, you will fight!"

At this time, Xing Feng was still confronting the man with a sallow and gloomy face, the man's loud inquiry did not receive any response, Xing Feng was nervous and excited, and a little scared. What he was nervous about was that this was the first time he had fought a real battle with someone since he had studied martial arts for half a year, and the strength of his opponent was still so strong; what he was excited about was that he felt that he was so close to his dream of being a hero, that he could punish evil and promote good, and that he could crisscross the rivers and lakes! He showed his enthusiasm and ambition! I was afraid, and children were afraid of pain.

The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, which should refer to this kind of scene.

After Xing Feng heard the man's words, he grinned and teased: "I am your little ancestor! How about that punch just now, is it comfortable to be beaten by the little ancestor?

Lan'er on the side looked at Xing Feng's cute behavior, smiled "poof", and forgot all the previous things for a while.

The sallow-faced man gently twisted his slightly numb feet twice, his face was faintly red in an instant, and a little blood appeared, his eyes stared at Xing Feng with a gloomy look, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of between his teeth: "Little doll, I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word 'death'!"

After speaking, I saw that the man stretched out his hands downward, and the nails of his hands instantly became as long as the palms of his hands, and the handkerchief was wrapped around the nails of his left hand, turning into a seemingly hard finger guard!

He said in a low voice, "Soul Stealing—Wrath Claw!"

Then I saw a dark black ribbon road locking Xing Feng, and an afterimage followed, and the grim voice sounded again: "Underworld!"

The speed was so fast that the enemy came in the blink of an eye. Xing Feng almost didn't have time to react, so he had to subconsciously run "Yanluo Fist" and blast out with both fists.

"Bang" - After the claw fist exchange, both sides took two steps back.

Xing Feng tried his best to calm his surging qi and blood, not allowing it to show in his posture. After all, the time to practice martial arts is still short, although there is the help of the blood knife bloodline, but in the head-on confrontation, it is inevitable to suffer a loss in skill!

The sallow-faced man narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked more and more carefully at this milky imp. The use of this little ghost's moves and actual combat skills are relatively jerky, coupled with his age, at a glance, he knows that this little ghost has not practiced martial arts for a long time, but he can actually fight him head-on without falling behind, this kind of thing is the second time since I saw it in "that place" three years ago, and I think of the monster in "that place...... The sallow man's body couldn't help but tremble, and his whole body shuddered.

It seems that this little ghost must not be allowed to run away today, and he will take his life! This enmity has been settled, give him time, and he will grow up day by day, whether it is for the Netherworld Valley or himself, it may be a big trouble for his henchmen! No matter what, he will take this son's life today, at all costs! The sallow-faced man looked at Xing Feng and pondered.

After making up his mind, he didn't make any unnecessary delays, and directly took an arrow step, and attacked Xing Feng quickly.

Xing Feng's pupils shrank, he held his breath and concentrated, raising his fists to fight!

"Bang" is another fierce battle! Both sides are a little more energetic and bloody, and the fighting spirit is even stronger!

"Boom", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bell", all kinds of fighting sounds are endless. In less than half a cup of tea, the two sides have fought for hundreds of rounds, and as time goes by, Xing Feng has gradually fallen behind, beads of sweat the size of beans have fallen, and there have been many small wounds on his body, dyeing his clothes red.

After all, he still suffered a loss of age and skill, and his physical strength has gradually been unable to keep up, and he is out of breath. It was beyond everyone's expectation that a six-year-old child could fight with an adult who had been practicing martial arts for many years.

As the number of rounds of combat gradually increased, the more consternation on the face of the sallow-faced man became, and the killing intent became stronger, and his heart became more and more determined - he must take this son's life today!

"Porphyry" - Xing Feng didn't have time to keep up with the punch as his physical strength declined, and was hit on the chest by a sallow man with a claw, and his chest was immediately dyed red.

"Ahh

"Shhh Xing Feng gasped, controlling his body balance as much as possible, his steps quickly retreated, and the pain of the tearing in his chest was constantly transmitting to his thoughts, forcing him to want to distance himself as soon as possible.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!" The sallow man showed a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and his years of hunting experience told him that he would never let go of this opportunity to kill with one blow, and quickly followed: "Underworld!"

The dark black ribbon road locked Xing Feng again, and in an instant, he kept up with Xing Feng's backward pace, and said with a smile: "Hehe, little ghost, remember! I'm a dark dog, let you go to the underworld to be a ghost! Now, let's die!"

"Ahh

At this critical moment, Xing Feng looked at the life-seeking ghost claw that was about to be split above his head, his pupils constricted, his adrenaline exploded, and the blood flow accelerated rapidly, filling his whole body!

Dozens of fragments suddenly burst into my mind:

A familiar figure, one-armed! The slender and graceful figure next to him seemed to be a beautiful woman, Xing Feng felt this inexplicable sense of closeness.

The two of them were surrounded by dozens of people wearing black cloaks all over their bodies, their eyes glowing a faint green, and their faces all in shadow.

Everything was silent, only a familiar low voice was heard: "Weeping blood!", the figure turned blood red in an instant, and emitted a cold and violent breath!

The dozens of black shadows retreated wildly, but it was useless, the blood-red figure was faster, and in an instant, the six closest black shadows fell straight from the air without having time to make any resistance.

Xing Feng didn't have time to think about it, so he went directly to the next clip, in a snowy valley, it was still that familiar figure, the difference was that he was younger, his arms were also healthy, and the cold wind blew through the thick fur, looking heroic and high-spirited...... The familiar voice sounded again: "Weeping blood"! Next clip, next clip, next clip..... in towns, in swamps, in glaciers...... The fragments kept appearing in Xing Feng's mind, and he couldn't hear any sound, it was all the same figure, but in different places, different battle situations, and different enemies, but that figure kept repeating the same word - crying blood!

It was the first time that it had been counted, and when the fragment of an extremely evil place was presented, Xing Feng and that figure had finally reached the realm of heart, spirit, and blood, and they whispered the same word in a common whisper: "Cry blood!"

In an instant, a cold and violent aura emanated from Xing Feng's body, and the strong red wind directly sent the dog flying several feet away! The dog stabilized its body, staring at the weak body in the red storm incredibly, only to see that the owner of the body had turned red all over, glowing with faint blood light, and the cold and violent aura wrapped around his body, as if returning from hell, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood faintly appeared behind him, and he also seemed to hear the golden iron horse, and countless people screamed sadly.

And when the subordinates beside him saw this scene, they were even more frightened, and shouted directly one by one: "Monster, monster, run!"

The dog looked at this scene in shock, blinked his eyes, and saw that the figure that was bleeding a few feet ago was no longer there, and the next moment, he heard the terrible screams of his subordinates in his ears

"Hall Master, help me!

"......Help! Ahh

"Ah.....h

"Hall Master, save ......"

He turned his head to look at it, and saw that the man who had turned into a bloody afterimage was reaping the lives of his men like a god of death, and in a short time, most of his men were already dead, only dead! No injuries! And the blood on the god of death seemed to be even stronger!

At this moment, he remembered the monster in "that place" again! The same situation, the same scream, but in a different place! His face was sallow, thanks to that monster! He shivered and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and gritted his trembling teeth.

"Brother Kaede...", a weak voice interrupted his memories full of fear, as if the candle flame of life gave him hope to live!

He immediately turned his head and galloped towards Lan'er: "Underworld!"

"Little girl, it's you!" The dog said viciously, only to see him stretch out his claws and grab at Lan'er, that was his last ray of life, even if it was a moth to the fire.

"Ahh

"Look for death!" followed in a cold voice.

The Dog never dreamed that the figure that exuded blood light would be able to come back so quickly, or when he used the "Underworld", it was still faster than him!

The "bang" fist collided with the claw again! The difference was that this time, the hounds flew sideways.

With a "bang", the dog was smashed against a low wall, which collapsed and buried him.

Lan'er looked at the blood-soaked back in front of her in surprise, the back made her feel both familiar and unfamiliar, but when the figure turned around, Lan'er's heart "chuckled".

Xing Feng's appearance hadn't changed much, he was still red and exuding blood, and his cold and violent aura was still entangled around him, making it difficult to approach. And the eyes that used to be very aura in the past have turned into blood red at this moment, and there are no eyeballs.

Lan'er clasped her hands, protected them on her chest, and said weakly, "Brother Feng, are you okay?"

Xing Feng didn't answer, but took a step forward and approached Lan'er.

"Brother Kaede...... You...... Don't you know me, I'm Lan'er!" Lan'er took two steps back, didn't dare to look at Xing Feng's eyes, and said anxiously.

Just as Xing Feng was about to take another step, the sound of earth and rocks sliding from the collapsed low wall a few feet behind him came from him. Xing Feng immediately retracted the steps he was about to step out, turned around, and walked towards the low wall that had just collapsed. Seeing this, Lan'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whew...... Call...... Ahem. Blood was dripping from his forehead and mouth, and he struggled to crawl out of the ruins of the low wall, while his left hand had broken nails and broken handkerchiefs, and his weak body shook weakly, and his hand should have been broken.

Watching the grim reaper in front of him approach him step by step, the sallow face of the dark dog was a little more pale, and once again felt the taste of death, weakly in the direction of death, begging for mercy: "Little ghost...... No, no, no, hero, hero, hero, spare your life! little ...... Ahem...... The little one knows that he is wrong, the little one has eyes and does not know Mount Tai! I collided with the hero! I beg you, the old man, the adults don't remember the villain! I let go of the little one! When I was a fart...... Ahem, cough, cough, cough....... let me go! Please!" After saying that, he knelt down directly with a "plop", kowtowed vigorously to admit his mistake, and there was a sound of "bang bang bang" on the ground.

Xing Feng slowly walked in front of the Grey Dog, looked down at all this expressionlessly, and then slowly raised his hand.

While kowtowing, the dog gradually saw the pair of familiar and frightened little cloth shoes that made him familiar, frightened, and unwilling, and entered his field of vision, and the memories of shame and fear in the past accompanied this scene and struck again!

"Die, little ghost!" a grim roar rang out unwillingly!