Chapter 234: Innocence that I Can’t Grow 3

"Laipi, Laipi, Uncle Master, Grandpa Laipi" The girl in pink dressed up as a grimace and pouted her mouth unhappily at the red-haired man. She held a handkerchief in her little hand and was about to come forward to touch Xiang Yufeng's forehead that was hit by the sword wind, but was stopped by Xiang Yufeng, "Ling'er, you retreat to the side first."

The girl in pink who had just stared at the red-haired man with her eyes turned "um" and stepped back obediently. A sweet smile appeared on her face, which made the red-haired man beside her twitch.

Xiang Yufeng stretched forward, staring at the red-haired man with fighting spirit flashed, his hands were fisted, his legs were tightly stretched, his whole person was like a tight string, and he was like a cheetah waiting to pounce on his prey. He just waited for the last moment to launch a fierce attack. The red-haired man saw Xiang Yufeng's posture of being in battle, and a trace of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes. Xiang Yufeng's fighting posture was not at all like the greasy boy who was usually fooling others. The reason why the red-haired man fought with this son more than once was because the fighting spirit displayed by Xiang Yufeng in a combat state could inspire the fighting spirit of the red-haired man.

With a hint of excitement on his face, the red-haired man roared and flew up in the air. The big sword burning flames slashed towards Yufeng. It was obvious that he looked merciless.

The red-haired man's fast moving figure appeared and floated hard to determine. Sometimes the stars dotted, and sometimes the sword shadows filled the sky, surrounding Xiang Yufeng's entire body, which was fighting with him, was surrounded by the sword energy in the sky.

Xiang Yufeng looked at the sword aura that was attacking him, with a solemn and excited fighting spirit on his face. He turned his fist into a knife and drew a round fist in the air. A silver-white light ball mixed with a light purple color appeared on his palm knife.

Xiang Yufeng looked at the flame sword light that was coming towards him, and his silver-white palms were breathed forward quickly, and he turned towards the flame sword light without avoiding or avoiding.

"Bang bang bang!" Three continuous trembling sounds shocked the birds and swallows in the forest and flew high. The elite warriors in the Silver Dragon Spear Array in the Tiandao Sect martial arts are also dancing even more madly under the stimulation of this strong impact force, because they don't want to be abused by someone who is not human at all.

Looking at Xiang Yufeng, who had lost 30% of his flames, although he was breathing continuously, the red-haired man shouted loudly.

"Xiaofeng, remember Uncle Master's words, martial arts is a tool for protecting people, and also a tool for killing people. What kind of bullshit morality in front of his enemies is a way to die! Take my flame sword!"

"Fire Sword Technique - Tiger Roar!"

A cold and fierce sword aura ran away under the wave of the red-haired man, heading towards Yufeng. The sword aura burning with flames brought out layers of fire-like air waves, rolling in a straight line.

The sharp sword energy with red flames rushed towards Xiangyu Peak with a stern face. The force streaked through the void. The ground was cut by force, leaving deep knife marks. The dust sand was swept with the sword energy, forming a domineering whirlwind, moving forward with the sword energy.

Xiang Yufeng looked directly at the flame sword aura coming from behind, still standing like a rock, but his expression became particularly serious.

The flame-burning sword wind gradually approached Xiang Yufeng. Xiang Yufeng seemed to feel the pressure of the strong wind. Although his feet remained standing, his upper body was slightly tilted back. The faint purple silver light between his hands was constantly entangled. Seeing that the sword energy was about to hit Xiang Yufeng, Xiang Yufeng suddenly shouted loudly, and his palms were pushed out again like a mountain. The extremely powerful palm wind came out instantly, facing the bitter sword wind. The two forces collided in the void, bursting out a powerful wave of air, sweeping around.

When Xiang Yufeng swung his palm, he suddenly jumped up, roared through the waves of air that spread in front of him, and slashed down the air with force with a thousand pounds, slashed straight towards the man who wanted to be red-haired.

The red-haired man held a smile on his lips, pushed his palms out to resist the wind of his palm, and stood upright in the wind, fighting against the strong wind that rebounded, and ignored Xiangyu Peak from the sky.

Just as Xiang Yufeng was about to blow out his palms that were coming with all his strength, the red-haired man made a shocking blow that made Xiang Yufeng feel. His palms suddenly raised up and slashed out towards the sky towards the falling Xiang Yufeng.

The powerful downward momentum and the sudden thrust of the red-haired man's palm wind, the two forces met, forming a powerful pressure to force Xiang Yufeng's body. Xiang Yufeng immediately felt that his body was pressed by a huge rock and could not breathe. As a result, the body fell, and the pressure became stronger, so that his mind began to blur, and a powerful force rushed towards his chest.

"Bang!" Unlike the previous roars, this time there was a muffled sound, because the red-haired man's palm wind was printed on Xiang Yufeng's chest.

The battle stopped, leaving only the dancing dust scattered everywhere. Xiang Yufeng's "bang" sound fell in front of the red-haired man. His hands were stirred by the strong wind, and the tiger's mouth was completely cracked, and blood flowed down. Xiang Yufeng only felt a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood blurted out, spraying on the sand in front of him. His knees softened and he half knelt down. The girl in pink who was already anxious was already running to Xiang Yufeng. When he saw the blood on the corner of Xiang Yufeng's mouth and his cracked hands, tears suddenly rushed out of his eyes like a broken bead.

"Senior Brother Feng, do you feel pain? Wu, uncle and grandpa, uncle and grandpa."

Although Xiang Yufeng was defeated and was defeated miserably, there was no sign of discouragement on his face. Xiang Rong happily patted the girl in pink-clothed face and said softly: "Senior brother is okay, Ling'er, do you see if the master's beard looks good?"

The girl in pink who heard Xiang Yufeng's speech looked at the red-haired man with her black eyes. When she saw the burnt black area, a silver-ling-like laughter suddenly rang out, "Hehe, shame, uncle and grandpa are so embarrassed, Senior Brother Feng has burned his beard. Haha, I want to tell other senior brothers to listen, I will laugh to death, let you bully Ling'er Senior Brother Feng."

The red-haired man looked at the two young boys lovingly, especially the comfort in Xiang Yufeng's eyes.

"Xiaofeng, you have been in Tiandao Sect for almost three years."

Xiang Yufeng smiled slightly and said, "It's been two years and six months old. Why do you want to ask your nephew to have a secret drink?"
Chapter completed!