Damn it!

Low words make people's minds turbulent.

Although everyone knows that Qing San is bewitching people’s hearts, there is a voice in everyone’s heart: Can you really survive by surrender?

Just as people began to get restless under the agitation of the bitch Qingsan and Li Yunfeng, a figure slowly stood up next to them.

Fire.

His face was filled with a heartbreaking smile.

He looked at Lao Bifang, whose eyes had closed under his feet, and his ears were Shuishu's apologetic words:

"Huo'er, sorry, your grandfather was too poisoned, I can't do anything about it..."

Huo'er didn't speak.

He hugged Lao Bifang's body tightly, and felt his grandfather's body become cold little by little. He could even feel the hopes and expectations revealed in his eyes at the last moment.

Huo'er, the future of the Bifang clan...it depends on you!!

"Silly old man!"

Huo'er smiled bitterly at Old Bifang in front of him, turned around resolutely, and walked away from the crowd.

"Brother Huoer!"

Next to it is Erya and Maodan's call of concern.

Huo'er stood still.

Facing the constant shouting around him, a cold light flashed through his cold eyes, and suddenly he flashed in front of Qingsan who was laughing.

"Hahaha...haha...ha...what are you going to do?"

Qing San looked at Huo'er and suddenly felt chill all over. He forced himself to continue laughing:

"Ha...he...Huo'er, if you know the truth, you will surrender to the command of Peng Demon Lord like Li Yunfeng. I promise you will definitely be able to..."

Bang.

Halfway through, his whole body was picked up by Huoer and held it in mid-air.

Huo'er coldly stuck his throat with one wing, and didn't say anything, but just stared at the bitch in front of him with a pair of cold eyes.

"Hehe...huo...huo,huo'er...you kill me... everyone will be buried with me, haha, I'm not afraid of death...haha..."

Wow.

Huo'er still didn't speak.

A ball of Bi Fang's true fire fused with the phoenix flame and spread directly from his palm, burning Qing San's throat first, so that this guy could no longer make any sound.

Then, the terrifying spiritual fire spread up and down, quickly turning Qing San into a ball of fire. Only a miserable voice was heard struggling and screaming inside. The ghostly howling calmed everyone down.

Ao~~

miserable.

Too miserable!

Huo'er is now the cold god of killing. The murderous intent in his heart has caused the temperature inside the spiritual barrier to drop a lot.

Bang.

After a few breaths, he threw Qing San, who had turned into coke, coldly on the ground, and looked at Li Yunfeng next to him with cold eyes.

"No, don't kill me!"

Li Yun Peak is no longer worthy of being called a phoenix. It is like a mangy dog ​​kowtowing on the ground desperately, begging for the fire's forgiveness.

Huo'er looked at the genius of her own tribe coldly, with no expression on her face.

But he didn't do it after all.

Don't kill.

Keep it and leave it to Feng Shiyi for disposal.

Huo'er seemed to have changed in this instant, no longer reckless, but it was a little more ruthless and fierce.

He turned around and stopped looking at the garbage. His cold eyes swept across the audience, but no one dared to breathe loudly.

"You... don't deserve to stay here."

Huo'er said lightly.

"Those who want to go out love to death, no one stops them. Whoever says nonsense, I will kill him first, don't affect my grandfather's rest."

Cold words blocked everyone's mouths.

Huo'er's words blocked the trend of mutiny in the audience.

He is different.

snort.

After a cold snorting, a black armor appeared on the surface of his body. His cold and solemn eyes swept over the Dark Demon Sky Killers outside who were still attacking the spiritual barriers madly, and Huoer slowly flew up.

The boundless power of flame began to condense, and the rolling battle blood began to boil.

Everyone can understand what Huo'er wants to do.

He is going to fight!

A battle like a man!

Instead of waiting for the bloody rescue of the three heroes.

"Brother Huo'er!"

Next to it, the hairy egg flew over, and the red eyes were full of crystal light.

"Brother Huoer!"

Erya flew over, and the two beautiful purple tail feathers behind her had turned into sharp blades to kill the enemy.

"You..." Huo'er looked at his two younger siblings and smiled sadly: "It's possible that he will die!"

"I'm afraid he's fucked!!"

Maodan smiled and was so bold!

"I'm afraid he's fucked!"

Below, a hundred contestants from the Bifang tribe flew up together.

They all had bright tears in their eyes and were shouting simple and rough words in their throats, afraid that they would be furious!!

This is the simplest words among heroes, but it contains infinite power.

Huo'er didn't say much.

The corners of his mouth curled up faintly, as if he was smiling, but more of it was cold and resolute.

rush.

He turned around, rushed towards the sky, rushed beyond the barrier, and rushed to the battlefield of death.

kill!!!!!

Behind him were a hundred Bi Fang shouting together, but endless anger and fighting spirit surged into the sky.

Rumble.

The Dark Demon Sky Killers outside seemed to see a surging fire rising from below, and also seemed to see a silent volcano finally blew.

Huo'er took the lead, turned into a fearless light, and rushed straight to the place where the crowds in the sky were the densest.

"I'm going to make a fuck!!!"

Swish.

A sharp claw directly caught the head of a killer. He didn't even have time to shoot the crossbow in his hand, and the fire broke into dust.

Fire rushes again.

An immortal king next to him has come to meet him.

"You're looking for death!"

The immortal king was aggressive and even waved a magic weapon in his hand, but Huo'er was crazy and crazy. He rushed over without caring about who his opponent was.

Bang.

The fearless iron head smashed the magic weapon.

The terrifying claws directly caught the heart of the Immortal King.

Huo'er whistled to the sky, just venting and even crying:

"Grandpa, look at me, Huo'er avenges you!"

kill!!!
To be continued...