Chapter 1967: Spike

"Go up and smoke him?
No need to say something? "
"No, your pretender level is too low, not suitable for hard pretend.
I just made a misjudgment, that is, as long as everyone has enough strength, they can pretend to be as smart as I am.
But now it seems that this still needs talent. "
"But... I can't beat him!"
"With me, what are you afraid of?
You just have to slap bravely, and leave the rest to me! "
Yang Feng shouted, Huo Yanfeng still hesitated, but listened to Yang Feng cursing again: "You are a worthless thing, when you are desperate, you would rather go back to the ancestral ancestral hall to apologize, rather than rush into the enemy’s gate and fight to death. .
Since it is all death, why not let yourself die bravely?
Now your annihilated enemy is right in front of you, you don't even have the courage to go up and give him a slap, what kind of descendants of the Huo family?
Your father has a son like you, so he will never look down. "
His body shook. After Huo Yanfeng gasped for a few rough breaths, his eyes immediately turned red, and then without any worries, he rushed towards Liao Weilong again.
Only this time, there was no timidity or flinching in his eyes: "This slap is not for my father and my family.
Liao Weilong, go to death! "
call! A very ordinary slap, with the gurgling wind, struck Liao Weilong's cheek.
Liao Weilong glanced at him contemptuously, and smiled coldly: "Smelly boy, with your insignificance, you don't deserve to touch the old man's hair."
With that said, Liao Weilong had slightly raised an arm to grab Huo Yanfeng's wrist, but...poof! There was a muffled noise, and everyone hadn't realized what was going on. The blood was overflowing, and the bulging red like a fountain rushed straight into the sky from Liao Weilong's neck.
However, in the blink of an eye, Liao Weilong's head was smashed into pieces. Even the hand he had just grabbed Huo Yanfeng was directly broken in two, and his palm fell to the ground weakly.
The blood stained the floor of the Huo Family's ancestral hall. Liao Weilong didn't seem to expect it to end like this. Even if his head was gone and his wrists were broken, his body was still upright, maintaining the posture that he had just been energetic.
The only difference is that at this moment, he has already become a corpse, and the temperature is slowly cooling down.
The several Liao family guards who came with him were shocked and dumbfounded at this scene.
They couldn't believe that this kid, whose strength was so different from the Patriarch, could slap Patriarch to death so easily.
Did not use any martial arts, nor did he use any weapons, just a simple shot, the Patriarch would die, how could it be possible?
"Evil, too evil, help!"
The guards of the Liao family were so scared that they turned pale and ran away, even the body of their Patriarch did not have time to converge.
Huo Yanfeng was also dumbfounded, and he couldn't believe it. He just shot Liao Weilong, his father and enemy, to death with this casual shot. Isn't this a dream?
"Old ancestor, I...I just..." "What did you just do?
Don't be too complacent. Isn't this thanks to my ancestors for helping you? "
With a cold smile, Yang Feng taught: "Remember, this is not your own power, so don't get rid of it in the future.
Otherwise, if you provoke too many enemies and the ancestor leaves again, you will be completely finished. It is impossible for me to stay with you all the time. "
"Well, I see, ancestor!"
Huo Yanfeng nodded in a hurry. Huo Yanfeng stared at his revengeful palm, and couldn't help showing an excited smile: "Father, I avenged you. I personally took revenge for you, even though I borrowed the ancestor's power. , But I personally slapped him to death.
My hand is still stained with the blood of the old guy.
Dad, you are alive in the sky, you can rest in peace. "
With that, Huo Yanfeng was already crouching on the ground, kowtowing towards Jiutian.
Yang Feng looked at him deeply, nodded slightly, and said: "Then, what are your plans next?"
"intend?"
"Yes, now the Patriarch of the Liao family is dead, you want to rush into Liao's house immediately and kill his whole family up and down.
Or should I take a moment to rejuvenate the family, and then go to them to settle accounts?
After all, you are the only one left in our family, and only one old guy died in their family.
As a result of revenge, this is not equal. "
"Stop them all?"
With his fists clenched suddenly, deep resentment flashed in Huo Yanfeng's eyes: "Liao Songxi, Liao Tingting, don't even want to run away!"
With that, Huo Yanfeng stepped out of the gate of the ancestral hall violently, with awe-inspiring killing intent.
Yang Feng looked at him like this, and then said: "Are you sure you really want to take revenge now?"
"Ancestor, didn't you let me take revenge?
Are you going to stop me? "
"I'm not stopping you, I'm just saying, do you want to use my power to avenge you, or do you want to avenge yourself in the future?"
After pondering a little, Yang Feng murmured: "Now I can help you take revenge, but after you take revenge, I am afraid that there will be no motivation to move forward.
If you keep the Liao family and revitalize the family first, your progress will definitely increase day by day.
You should know, ancestor, I will leave you sooner or later, you will have to be independent after all..." "What?
Patriarch, are you leaving?
When? "
"When I was almost recovered, I left.
Why, can't you bear me now? "
"No, I mean, before you leave, let's avenge your revenge, or I'm afraid you leave suddenly and the Liao family hasn't resolved it. What if they call back?
There are so many nights dreams! "
Uh! His heart was stagnant, and Yang Feng cursed with a gloomy expression: "The prodigal son is the prodigal son, it's not promising!"
At the same time, Liao Songxi had just recovered from a severely injured coma, and still did not understand what had happened, the guards of the Liao family ran back in a piss, "It's not good, Master, the Patriarch was killed!"
"what?
Patriarch was killed?
impossible! In the entire Yunyang City, no one can beat my dad! "
His body shook, Liao Songxi immediately stiffened in shock, and then roared: "Who?
Who did it? "
"Just... the Huo Yanfeng of the Huo family!"
"Just rely on him?
He can't even hurt a finger of my father! "
"But he is in that ghost house, like a divine help, it's really evil.
He just waved his hand gently, and he slapped the Patriarch's entire head into scum. The Patriarch didn't even have the strength to resist it. It was so cruel, woohoo! "
"Really?"
Liao Songxi's heart tightened, and then asked, the guards nodded repeatedly.
As soon as his body became soft, Liao Songxi was completely stunned. After a little while, he said: "What about my father's body?
Where did you put it? "
"That... Master, that ghost house is too terrible, we were too anxious when we fled, so the master's body is still..." "Trash!"
He slapped them with a slap for more than ten laps. Liao Song was so angry that he was very angry: "My father usually treats you badly, but he died today. You didn’t even bring his body back. I’m so sorry. Does his old man take care of you on weekdays?
It's all a group of white-eyed wolves. Come here! "
"Master, what do you want to do?
Do you want to take someone to get the master's body back?
Oh, don't go, that house is really evil..." "Oh, you guys are so noisy, who said I went to grab the body? "
Rolling his eyes, Liao Songxi's face was full of panic: "Now that Dad is dead, the evil Huo Yanfeng will definitely come.
Everyone followed the order and immediately took useful belongings and fled with me. Let's move as a family! "
Uh! With a twitch of face, all the subordinates were stunned. Who is the white-eyed wolf...