Honghuang: Pick Up Flying Daggers At The Start

FTLN 0667 I am not a man

These two golden armored gods will hold halberds, majestic, and release the power of Sage's Great Perfection on their bodies.

The two goalkeepers are both Sage Dzogchen. It seems that this old Gong platoon is not small.

"Whoever comes, don't stay here, leave quickly!"

One of the golden armor gods suddenly screamed, and his eyes were as cold as a knife.

Longfeng doesn't care about it.

The gods who guard the gates will always be like this, otherwise, how can they frighten some young people.

"You go to report to Young Master Xiaoxian, saying that his boss is here, let him come out to greet him!"

Long Feng smiled faintly and said loudly.

"what……?"

The two golden armored gods will be taken aback, almost suspecting Own's ears have heard it wrong.

Who is this person, dare to claim to be the boss of Young Master Xiaoxian, and let Young Master Xiaoxian go out to meet him.

This is so daring!

"I'm so courageous, where the ignorant children come from, they are talking nonsense and leave quickly, I don't care about it, otherwise..."

The Golden Armor God's eyes were cold, and the meaning in the words was self-evident.

Hearing what the other party said, Longfeng felt amused.

I think that Young Master Xiaoxian was crying and crying to be his own little brother.

If you let him know that he was stopped by two goalkeepers, I'm afraid they would kill them immediately.

"Wait, don't make mistakes, just go in and report!"

Long Feng still had a smile on his face, and his tone was calm.

"Fuck, it's a toast, not to eat or drink fine wine!"

"A piece of grass, stand still and watch me clean up this ignorant child."

The god who has not spoken will suddenly take a step forward.

He handed the halberd in his hand to another, and his figure flashed before he came to Longfeng.

"A stick of firewood, just teach it a lesson, don't play hard, otherwise it will be known, and I will say that the strong of the Ninth Great World bullies others."

The other didn't give any dissuasion, but laughed out loud, seeming to be extremely confident in that blade of grass.

"Don't worry, I will show mercy!"

A stick of wood seems to have more confidence in himself.

Between the two singing and complimenting, the voice was so loud that it quickly attracted passers-by to watch.

Not long after, hundreds of people gathered outside the Flying Phoenix Pagoda in Kowloon and watched a good show.

These people pointed to Long Feng and kept talking, with a trace of pity in their eyes.

It seems that Longfeng is not optimistic at all.

What's more, he actually persuaded Longfeng to leave.

Longfeng didn't care.

At the same level, he has absolute self-confidence and can be supreme and invincible.

So although the person in front of him is also Sage Dzogchen, if he makes a shot, he will kill more than a hundred times.

At the same level, he can be regarded as an ant.

"Boy, now kneel down, knock your head three times, and call Dad three more times, I'll let you go!"

A chai said with a faint smile.

Jiulong Nine Phoenix Pagoda is Gong Lao's site, and generally no one dares to come presumptuous.

therefore!

He hasn't pretended for a long time, and almost forgot how to pretend.

"Haha, it's interesting!"

Long Feng's eyes were half-squinted, and a cold light was released in his eyes, and then he nodded and said: "Just do it, I will kneel and knock three times later, and call me Dad three times!"

"Fuck, kid, you pretended to be in the wrong place!"

"Take a look, what is this?"

One Chai rolled his eyes and shook his clenched fist in front of Longfeng.

"This seems to be called a fist, but it's made of tofu."

Long Feng glanced disdainfully, and said lightly.

"It's so bold, take my punch first and then continue to pretend to be forceful!"

Hearing Longfeng's sarcasm, a piece of firewood suddenly became angry and hit it with a punch.

His fists were huge, like two big hammers, rounded round, bringing a strong wind to the face.

"what!"

"That one is going to be unlucky!"

"Unfortunately, I'm going to be beaten."

When the people watching the theater around saw it, their expressions changed drastically.

Some people exclaimed loudly.

Hearing these exclamations, a piece of wood felt a face, and the smile on his face became stronger.

However, just an instant!

He began to doubt life.

The fist hits, but there is no feeling of flesh, but it seems to find a strong force to block it.

Before he could react, he felt a pain in his fist.

The cold sweat of a stick of firewood immediately flowed out.

Especially on the forehead, there were big beads of sweat.

"You... let go!"

A chai stared with both eyes, and suddenly saw a horrible scene.

I saw my fist as big as a sandbag, being clamped by two fingers.

The opponent's two fingers were extremely slender, but they were insignificant to his fist, they just clamped the small half of his fist.

However, he felt a huge energy, coming from two fingers, almost cracking him through a broken bone.

"Kneel down and kowtow, and then shout daddy!"

Long Feng's face suddenly changed, his eyes cold.

Looking at it, he immediately felt a chill in his heart, his legs softened involuntarily, and he knelt on the ground with a thump.

"boom……"

The surroundings immediately exploded.

The guardian of the Jiulong Feifeng Tower actually kneeled!

This is simply fantastic.

Never appeared.

Because this is not only hitting Lao Gong in the face, but also hitting the face of the Nine Great Worlds.

Who this person is, actually has such courage.

Among the people who eat melons, someone has already recognized Long Feng's identity.

After all, the movement made by Longfeng when he first came was not small.

It is understandable that someone knows it.

The people who recognized Longfeng all smiled and watched the show.

The most surprising thing about a stick of wood kneeling is a stick of grass.

His eyes were wide at this moment, his expression filled with anger, and he stepped over to a firewood in one step, his tone was extremely cold.

"A stick of firewood, what are you doing?"

"Hurry up, do you know that the face of the Ninth Great World will be lost."

A blade of grass can't wait to kick the other party to death.

Kneeling unexpectedly in the public.

The object of kneeling is still a silly boy.

This has to let Young Master Xiaoxian know that he doesn't want to peel off their skin.

"Forehead……"

A stick of wood suddenly showed pain, and tears were almost streaming from his eyes.

In the pain, he couldn't even speak!

"Hehe, a piece of grass, right? The name is strange enough, but he hasn't been called Dad yet, so he can't get up yet."

Long Feng's eyes were joking, and he smiled at a blade of grass.

"you……"

At this moment, a piece of grass also saw Longfeng's two fingers holding a chai's fist.

I saw that the fist of a firewood was already bruised, and it was almost clamped in half, and blood flowed out.

He was suddenly shocked, knowing that he had met the strong.

However, he immediately remembered what this place was and threatened, "Boy, let go of a firewood, or you will be dead."

"Oh, come on, I want to see, how do you make me dead!"

Long Feng's body was shocked, and the pressure of the holy force was released instantly, and suddenly he almost pissed off with horror.

"You...you wait for me!"

A blade of grass immediately crawled and rushed into the Nine Dragon Feifeng Pagoda, and disappeared.

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