"A beast like you is not worthy of mentioning my grandfather! I will kill you today and avenge the people who died at your hands of our Hong family!"

Hongyu's breath was heavy, and with a loud shout, before Xiao Yang could stop him, his body was already shaking out like an arrow from a string, and the wind was coming from his feet, and his body rolled up the air around him, making a whirring sound.

Seeing this, Song Yingzong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed across the corners of his eyes. The angle of the corners of his mouth was even bigger. The gloomy smile on his face made people even more frightened. "The wastes from your Hong family are no match for me. Just you, a boy with not yet grown hair, are such a laughing joke!"

Xiao Yang, who was standing in the same place, suddenly felt tight when he heard this and called out to himself. It seemed that Song Yingzong should have been prepared for a long time, and his strength should be above Hongyu. He couldn't help but sweat for Hongyu in his palm.

However, the hatred between the Hong family and the Demonic Dao involves three generations of the Hong family. Xiao Yang naturally understands the idea that Hongyu wants to kill Song Yingzong with his own hands. He can't intervene too early, so he has to wait until Hongyu is in danger before taking action. Otherwise, he will be the only one who can solve it. This matter will eventually become a regret for Hongyu in his life.

In the blink of an eye, Hongyu had arrived in front of Song Yingzong. His eyes stood wide open, and a wave of heat like flames was shrouded on his body. The fists, which were clenched tightly with sandbags, were covered with raging fire, and directly hit Song Yingzong's face.

The gloomy smile on Song Yingzong's face was even more strange, and he raised his hand to square it up.

There was a loud bang, like a thunder thunder blew in the underground cave, and fire splashed everywhere, stones on the cave walls fell off, and the ground trembled.

"I didn't expect you to be better than other wastes in the Hong family, but waste is waste, and the blood flowing in your bones is the same!"

Song Yingzong said mockingly.

After he stopped Hongyu's punch with all his strength, his expression remained as relaxed as usual.

Such sarcastic words irritated Hongyu's chest again, and anger ejaculated from his eyes, and his teeth clattered. He waved his fist again, but before his fist could approach Song Yingzong's approaching.

A thick black smoke suddenly burst out from behind Song Yingzong. The smoke gathered in Song Yingzong's hands as if it was pulled by gravity, and a black sword appeared.

"It's time to give up, boy!"

Song Yingzong's words were like the roar of a ghost in the abyss hell. As soon as the words came out, a layer of frost seemed to freeze in an instant in the air around him, which was so cold that it made people tremble.

Before he finished speaking, he raised the black long sword in his hand and waved it down. A powerful sword wind attacked from the sharp blade of the long sword.

Before he could do so, Hongyu stood there in a daze, but when he saw Jian Feng approaching him, he could no longer dodge.

Xiao Yang, who had not made any noise for a long time, was paying attention to Hongyu's situation in the competition. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately stepped forward and pulled Hongyu aside.

The bitter sword wind almost rubbed Hongyu's clothes, extremely thrilling.

Bang--

The sword wind stormed the rock wall of the cave, and with a loud bang, a bottomless gully appeared.
Chapter completed!