Campus Knight's Martial Fate

"Today is the school celebration performance, why are you ......" Ye Zhonghao still looked at him in surprise, and he was speechless.

"Ahh

"Song Chengfeng?" Feng Jianguo never expected that Song Chengfeng was still alive at this time, and he could defeat the mad demon who was sealed in the red flame coffin. His face was pale, Song Chengfeng had already drunk the fire dragon juice, and his internal strength at this time was already thousands of times that of the past - he was the son of Song Bingyi, the hero of the Red Flame, and he was born with the gene of the Red Flame in his blood. The genes in Song Chengfeng's body made his absorption of fire dragon juice extremely strong, and a bottle of fire dragon juice could instantly expand his internal force a thousand times! At this time, I am afraid that even if the masters of the entire Hanjing go together, they will no longer be his opponents!

"Suffer death!" Song Chengfeng slapped a tiger claw towards the top of Feng Jianguo's head, Feng Jianguo blocked with both palms, but he was not an opponent at all, and in an instant, half of his body was beaten and sunk into the concrete floor.

"Poof-" Feng Jianguo spat blood from his mouth, and his upper body was exposed, like a willow tree that had been bitten to death by insects.

"And you!" Song Chengfeng glared at the bald man who was already frightened, and grabbed his arm with a tiger claw.

The bald head slashed out the sickle on his waist and slashed at Song Chengfeng's neck with one sword.

With a "bell", the sickle slashed at Song Chengfeng's neck, as if it was slashed on hard steel, and with a "dang long" sound, in the frightened expression of the bald head, the sickle was suddenly broken into two.

"Ha-" Song Chengfeng pulled hard, and with a "click", he ripped off the entire left arm of the bald three, accompanied by a crisp sound, and blood flew sideways.

"Ahh

At this time, the audience was already in chaos, and all the school leaders, city leaders, officials at all levels, and the students who came here to watch the performance scattered for their lives. However, at this time, in Song Chengfeng's blood-red vision, he saw a familiar figure rushing in against the flow of people. This man is burly and athletic, and at first glance he is a person with profound skills.

"Drink, boy, where to run!" At this time, the big red man behind him crawled out of the collapsed stage floor again, and grabbed Song Chengfeng's shoulder with his big hand.

"Ha!" Song Chengfeng saw this guy again, and he was immediately furious, he turned around, and grabbed the big man's neck with a tiger claw, and the big man raised his hand to pin his arm.

Song Chengfeng stood still in a lunge, and hit the big man under the ribs with a tiger claw, and the big man also grabbed his arm with a tiger claw and wrestled with him.

"Poof-" At this time, Song Chengfeng only felt a stream of heat spurting out of his mouth, and crimson blood sprayed on the big man's body, making him look like a wet monster.