C10 Extreme Speed

However, Hong Feng and the old man had just exchanged a few blows, causing the old man to feel so depressed that he almost went crazy. This Hong Feng was like a monkey that came and went like the wind. There was no way he could touch him. Therefore, anyone who encountered such an enemy would be very unlucky.

In exchange for injury, a punch was like a rhinoceros colliding with each other. The punch hit the old man's chest. The old man also spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. At the same time, the old man's punch landed on Hong Feng's chest.

Crack!

Compared to Hong Feng, the old man was even more ruthless. He broke two of Hong Feng's sternum. This was the difference in combat strength, and it was also a gap that could not be made up for.

Hong Feng spat out a mouthful of blood at the old man's face, and he pushed his knee against the old man's face.

Puff!

The old man's waist was ninety degrees. Hong Feng took this opportunity to punch the old man's back with both of his fists. With a cracking sound, the old man's spine was broken.

"It's not a wise decision to exchange injury for injury. In the end, he will be the one to lose. The difference in combat strength is still a serious injury." The patriarch murmured as he watched this scene.

The outcome of this battle was still determined. Hong Feng, who was exchanging injuries for injuries, would eventually be defeated. No one believed that Hong Feng would win, not a single one of them.

"He was too impulsive. If he was given ten to twenty years, he might be able to fight all the tribes, but no one would give him time." The old man murmured.

Everyone thought that Hong Feng would definitely lose this battle.

The old man looked at Hong Feng with joy. Compared to the past when he couldn't fight, the current Hong Feng was undoubtedly much more straightforward.

It was a pure exchange of injuries. Hong Feng's punches were full of blood and flesh. Although it was painful, it was more refreshing.

All the unhappiness in his heart was vented out at this moment. The speed of his punches was getting faster and faster, more and more ruthless, and more like he didn't care about his own life.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The old man was shocked and a bit frightened. He looked at Hong Feng, and there was only one word in his heart: fear.

True fear filled his heart. He was afraid of Hong Feng's death. This bastard was totally a madman, a complete madman.

However, the response he received was simpler, fiercer, and more violent.

Retirement was born, and it couldn't be stopped.

When the retreat was out, the old man's mind was completely filled with thoughts of withdrawing from this battle. As for continuing to fight, he was shocked and didn't have the courage to do so.

He took a step back and retreated. Whoever had the upper hand would win the battle. This battle would still decide Hong Feng's victory.

"He doesn't have the courage to die together with Hong Feng." The patriarch looked at the scene and said.

As for Hong Zhiguo, he looked at this scene and scolded, "Trash, you don't even have this bit of courage, what use do I have for you?"

The old man's heart was filled with bitterness. You could have let people gang up on you. He wanted to end this battle quickly and kill Hong Feng. However, you didn't want to gang up on me. You wanted me to die. Damn it! I'm a human after all! I want to live longer! The old man could only hold his thoughts in his heart.

Hong Feng didn't give the old man a chance. In the blink of an eye, he rushed forward again. Looking at his posture, it seemed like he was determined to kill the old man.

Looking at the blood and feeling the pain, traces of excitement surged into his head, revealing a pair of white teeth. Under the smile of Hong Feng, he became even more terrifying.

When the white-faced scholar saw this scene, he frowned and thought to himself, "How could this be?"

The cells in his body became completely active, and traces of blood appeared in his pupils. As time passed, his eyes turned red.

Moreover, his attack and speed had actually increased by thirty percent. How terrifying was this? At this moment, Hong Feng was equivalent to an Advanced Warrior, and he had over 1,200 combat strength.

However, no matter how hard the old man tried to dodge, he couldn't dodge Hong Feng's attack. In his heart, he thought to himself, "After today, this old man will definitely cultivate at an incredible speed. I won't allow today's events to happen a second time."

"Attack!" Hong Zhiguo split out a strand of his divine sense and shouted.

In an instant, the few people who followed Hong Zhiguo rushed towards Hong Feng.

Each of them had more than a thousand combat strength. Logically speaking, they should be the elders of the clan. However, these people were unknown to the public. It seemed like they were the experts that they had secretly trained.

In the blink of an eye, the seven of them had left Hong Feng in the middle.

The hunchbacked old man took this opportunity to take two steps back.

However, Hong Feng seemed to have made up his mind to kill the old man. With a flash, he dodged past a middle-aged man.

Hong Feng used his extreme speed, leaving only a shadow on the ground. However, he had already run to the old man's side. This kind of terrifying speed was frightening and frightening.

"How is this possible? This can't be pure speed, it must be some sort of speed magical ability, or else it wouldn't have been able to reach this speed, several dozen meters in the blink of an eye" The patriarch was completely shocked by this scene.

This was indeed a thaumaturgy, a name, a very vulgar name, but it couldn't be denied that this thaumaturgy's speed was so fast that there were very few people in the world who could compare to it.

The Kun Peng was known to be extremely fast in this world, but there was one person who was born with the Kun Peng for ten thousand years. It had always competed in speed. At the beginning, it had been suppressed, and in the end, it had spent ten thousand years to create this divine ability. It was for the sake of surpassing the Kun Peng. It was unknown whether this rumor was true or not. But no matter what, the speed of this divine ability was indisputable.

The old man and Hong Guyuan looked at each other and saw the naked killing intent in their eyes!

Hong Yuyuan walked to the old man's side and softly muttered to himself. His voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it. "You have been dragging Hong Feng along during this period of time. No matter what, you can't let him leave. As for me, I will go and invite some expert to wait for him to arrive. It won't be too late to eliminate him. "

When the old man heard this, his expression revealed a trace of fear. His entire body actually trembled as he said, "Is it him?"

"That's right. Back then, I did something and he promised to help me once. Originally, he didn't want to use it so quickly, but this brat insisted on forcing me. He really brought about his own death." Hong Youyuan said with resentment.

"This brat should also have an expert behind him." The old man said with a trembling voice, not because of Hong Feng, but because of that old man.

"As long as the person behind Hong Feng doesn't step into the Battle Saint, they are all ants. Furthermore, in this remote place, not to mention Battle Saint, there might not even be a few Battle Master warriors. Therefore, there is nothing to be afraid of. " Hong Yuyuan said confidently.

The old man said, "Alright, we will kill Hong Yin and all the opposing powers."

"I will go first. I will leave this place to you. One more minute and one more moment of fear. So, I will do it now." Hong Yuyuan said.

The old man said, "If Hong Yin is touched, I will stop him no matter what."

Swoosh!

Hong Yuyuan left the battlefield and left.

The patriarch wanted to stop him, but when he saw the old man in front of him, he knew that it was impossible, so he let him go.

Killing intent appeared. He wanted to take his life while he was sick. Hong Yin showed his cold teeth. As for the promise that he would not do anything, he would throw everything into the sky.

"Can you kill me?" The old man said with a smile.

Hong Yin originally wanted to say that killing you was like slaughtering a dog, but when he saw the thing in the old man's hand, his heart trembled, and he immediately stopped moving.

Looking at the thing in the old man's hand, he was stunned for a full three seconds. After three seconds, he said, "I'll pretend that I didn't see what happened today, but you have to pay a price for it."

"No problem." The old man smiled. There was a hint of a singing frenzy in his smile.

Compared to the shock of the patriarch and the departure of Hong Yuanguo, Hong Feng didn't think too much about it, because he didn't know what had happened to him. At this moment, he had forgotten everything. There was only one person in front of him, and that was the old man. Hong Feng had sworn to kill him.

The old man had just retreated, and before he could even catch his breath, Hong Feng had already caught up to him. This time, he was really scared. Compared to his previous speed, Hong Feng's current speed was even faster and more agile.

"Devil body? How is this possible? Both his parents are ordinary people, but why is he a devil body? How could this be?" The scholar looked at Hong Feng in shock.

Swoosh!

The sound of air being torn could be heard. In the blink of an eye, Hong Feng had arrived in front of the old man. He grabbed the old man's neck and raised it up high.

The old man was also stunned by this scene. He kept kicking the old man's legs and slapping Hong Feng with both of his hands.

If Hong Feng didn't hear him, he twisted his arm, Kacha!

The old man's life ended just like that. Traces of unwillingness were imprinted on his face.

At the last moment, Hong Feng's sudden burst of speed was truly used. It was as if he had teleported. The distance of dozens of meters was covered in the blink of an eye. He suddenly appeared in front of the old man. It was too late for the old man to resist. Hong Feng had already grabbed the old man's neck and twisted it gently. The old man's life was also over.

As for why Hong Feng could kill so many people with his combat strength.

It was entirely the old man's fault. If the old man continued to fight Hong Feng head on, if he didn't dodge in the middle of the fight, then it wasn't certain who would win or lose in the end. If the old man wasn't afraid, Hong Feng might not have fought either. As the saying goes, the brave one wins in a narrow path. Whoever recovers, who saves. Whoever retreats will die.

The most important thing was that after so many years, the elder rarely took action. His combat experience had been greatly reduced, which was why he was facing such a situation. If the old man had a thousand battles and had such a huge advantage in front of Hong Feng... * Hong Long...... *