C8 Has It Changed

However, Hong Gaang was not happy about it. "Who do you think you are? You are just trash from a vassal force. How dare you act so arrogantly? You really don't know how high the sky is, how thick the earth is, and how many stars there are. How many kilograms do you have? "

Hearing this, the three of them had ugly expressions on their faces.

One of them even became angry from embarrassment and started to fight.

He threw a punch at Hong Gaang. All of them carried a gust of wind and were aggressive. In the blink of an eye, it had already closed in on Hong Gaang.

Hong Gaang looked at his fist and did not dare to be careless. He thought to himself, "Looks like the strength of this vassal tribe cannot be underestimated."

However, compared to the young man in red, Hong Gaang was even more insidious and cunning. He did not want to fight him head on, so he kicked the young man in red in the abdomen.

Bang!

The more pieces came, the more pieces came back.

"No matter how long a fist is, can it be as long as a foot?" Hong Gaang cursed.

"Go!"

The purple-robed youth and the blue-robed youth also attacked.

Four fists struck out at the same time. They were like a hurricane that swept over, and the sound of the wind continuously reverberated.

Hong Feng was just about to lend a hand when Hong Gaang hurriedly said, "Let me do it."

Hong Feng took a step back and quietly watched.

Hong Gaang turned his fist into a palm. He grabbed both of their hands with both hands and pulled them hard. The two of them lost their balance and Hong Gaang used his leg to sweep the hall. The battle ended.

"So disappointing. Two of them can't even take one hit from one of them. Soaked, I really didn't expect your tribe to be trash to such an extent. Looks like I can beat ten of you by myself. No, no, no! One person can choose your tribe." Hong Gaang said disdainfully.

At the same time, a tall young man was looking at the scene. His pupils slightly shrank as he thought to himself, "An intermediate tribe is worthy of being called an intermediate tribe. It's hard to imagine how many experts there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. This nameless kid who has never been rumored to be this strong, which Hong Clan tribe is rumored to be over a hundred miles strong?"

This tall young man walked over step by step.

At this moment, the three young men, who had fallen to the ground, quickly got up and said, "Brother National Fate."

Just as they were about to continue speaking, the tall youth waved his hand and said, "There's no need to say anymore, I know."

The three of them fell silent and took two steps back.

"If you insist on doing this, you won't be my match." The National Aura seems to be very confident.

"You are that so-called National Aura, what kind of thing is it?" Hong Gaang would not show any mercy to those who provoked him.

However, the luck of the country sneered and said, "Don't use useless words. One man and one arm. We will understand it now, or else!"

"You have a big mouth. Today, I will see what you can do to me if I keep having one arm." Hong Gaang said.

Swoosh!

Guo Yun's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he attacked. At the same time, he said, "If you don't want to cut off one of your arms, I will cut off both of your arms."

At the same time, he recalled the words that his backer had said in the Hong Clan. Those who had no background were all ants. No matter how much of a genius they were, they were still ants. And you came here to establish your prestige, so that everyone would pay attention to you. Only by obtaining the approval of the clan head could you grow. Otherwise... It's difficult for me to make you stand up by myself.

And this was also his first battle to establish his prestige. This battle could not be defeated, and only glory could be won. And this boy in front of him was clearly suitable to establish his prestige.

"Retreat." Hong Feng said.

Hong Gaang knew he was no match for him, but he was confident in Hong Feng. He said, "I'll leave it to you."

Hong Feng looked at the fist coming at him and thought to himself, "Slow, too slow. Compared to the attack speed and frequency of the late stage, this man is really too slow."

Transforming the fist into a palm was the same as Hong Gaang's move.

"Too naive. Do you really think that I am that trash just now?" National Aura sneered in his heart. At the same time, he changed his method.

He used his fist as the tip, and his four limbs pierced forward like a spear out of its cage, his body and arms forming a straight line.

At this moment, there was only a meter of distance left between the two of them. Such a distance could be crossed in the blink of an eye.

Hong Feng also charged forward at this moment. Both sides collided.

It was as if a meteorite had crashed into the ground. The ground remained motionless, like a mountain. The meteor scattered in all directions, unable to withstand the backlash.

The double impact caused Hong Feng to feel a slight pain in his palm. He no longer felt anything else.

On the other hand, National Aura's face was pale, and he hurriedly stabilized his body and withdrew his arm.

However, at this moment, Hong Feng began to counterattack.

Swoosh! Suddenly, it erupted and spread out at an extremely fast speed. With just the sound of the wind, it arrived in front of National Aura.

"He's spouting arrogant words." It was time to fight. Slap!

"Arrogant threat." Should be beaten. Slap!

"A sudden sneak attack." It was time to fight. Smack!

He slapped the national fortune three times. The difference between the two of them was too great. One land after another was a praise for the national fortune.

Three slaps could be said to be confusing the country's luck. F * ck, the two of them were not even on the same level, what was the point of fighting!

"He threatened to break my arms. Today, I will break your arms." A flash of spiciness appeared in his eyes. Hong Feng had always been the one to give his opponent a taste of his own medicine.

"Wait!" National Luck quickly called out.

Hong Feng did not stop at all.

Seeing that Hong Feng did not have any intention of stopping, Guo Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of spiciness. His right hand was like a knife. Ka!

A palm cut down, using combat strength. As blood splashed in all directions, an arm fell.

Intense pain caused Guo Yun to continuously tremble. At the same time, he screamed and fainted.

The three lackeys beside him were so scared that their faces turned pale. They stood there, lost in thought.

"If you want your tribe's geniuses to die, I have no objections." Hong Feng said faintly.

Hearing this, the three of them immediately came back to their senses and quickly took off their clothes to block the wound. One of them held the arm that had fallen off, and the three of them quickly carried the National Fortune and left this place.

Walking far away, they said, "Remember, we will take this revenge, and wait for our revenge."

Hong Feng's eyes only flashed a trace of cold killing intent towards their threats. He almost couldn't stop himself from killing.

However, when Hong Gaang saw this scene, he was stunned as he looked at the blood stains on the ground. He looked at Hong Feng, who was struggling, as if the person in front of him wasn't Hong Feng.

How could Hong Feng not notice Hong Gaang's gaze? "I can't stop his arm. He broke my arm. If I didn't have the strength to do so... If we are not in the tribe, we will be the ones to die. It's not as simple as Duan Shou. " Hong Feng closed his eyes and slowly accepted his current situation.

"You have changed!" Hong Gaang said in silence.

"It's not me. The world has changed, so we have changed. I have a good heart, but the heavens want me to be evil, how can I go against them?" Hong Feng murmured.

Hong Gaang was silent. He looked at Hong Feng in front of him and did not say anything for a long time.

"People will change, I will change, you will change, everyone will change. However, the process of changing will always be thinking about one's dream. If there is no dream, if the world is peaceful, you and I will still be like children " Hong Feng spoke slowly.

"I understand, I understand. No matter what happens, you will always be the pure and innocent Feng in my heart. You will never dare to kill a chicken." Hong Gaang revealed an unacceptable smile.

Hong Feng knew that his change this time was hard for Hong Gaang to accept. "In the past, I never killed. Is the current me really forced to do this?" Hong Feng asked himself in the bottom of his heart with the last sentence.

"If I am not crazy, I will not become a devil. If I am not a devil, how can I become a Buddha? If I am not a Buddha, I will not have three worlds. If I am not a Buddha, how can I be a Buddha?" Hong Feng murmured.

"Is there really only the path of slaughter? Is cultivation only for killing? Could it be that survival is for slaughter? Or is it for killing?" Hong Gaang muttered to himself. He, who only loved to talk, was at a loss at this moment.

He had left. It would be difficult for him to leave the house for a period of time. Hong Feng watched Hong Gaang leave without saying anything. He just watched quietly.

At the same time, he was also thinking about himself. How did he get to this point? Why was his killing intent so serious? Was he really a devil who loved killing?

"You are not. You have a kind heart. The reason why you threatened him with words and killing intent was because you saw his killing intent. You're afraid. You're afraid that he'll kill your family and friends. That's why you wanted to kill him. Otherwise, you wouldn't be like this. " The scholar said.

Hong Feng was silent for a long time. After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and made an oath. "If you want me to cut off one of my arms, I will break it! Those who want to kill me, kill them! Those who threaten me, destroy the entire clan! "

" Is this your personality? If you don't take the initiative to attack, all those who take the initiative to attack will return the favor with their own methods." The white-faced scholar asked.

Hong Feng said, "In my life, I don't seek kindness. I only wish that I have a clear conscience."

He turned around and left. Hong Feng wanted to go outside and find people to fight. He wanted to fight to the death.

"Stop right there." A cold voice and killing intent instantly condensed the surrounding space.

A trace of killing intent flashed across Hong Feng's eyes, "Just as I was about to kill someone, someone was sent to the front door. Isn't this courting death? What is he doing?"

"Kneel down!" A cold shout and a wave of pressure made Hong Feng kneel down again.

However, he was too small, Hong Feng had a combat strength of 970, and this middle-aged man only had a little more than 4000. It was impossible to make Hong Feng kneel down with just the pressure alone.

"Who do you think you are?" Hong Feng asked in a cold tone.

"You are courting death." A ferocious expression flashed across the middle-aged man's face. He reached out his hand and a golden light suddenly turned into a huge palm. The golden palm wanted to grab Hong Feng.

However, how could Hong Feng just stand there and not move? He would be captured during this period of time. With a flash, he suddenly unleashed his extreme speed. Swoosh! He left behind an afterimage on the ground, and appeared in another direction.

At this moment, the results of Hong Feng's one month of training had finally been used.