Miao Fenglang was like a wild beast crashing into the octagonal building.
His cold and fierce murderous intent made countless snakes and insects at the entrances and exits afraid.
The Gu that Miao Jinge carefully cultivated not only did not attack Miao Fenglang, but also rushed to flee.
The living dead are always the king of cold things, and the suppression of bloodline is unparalleled.
"kill!"
Seeing this, several elite Miao soldiers changed their faces drastically. They pulled out their axes and rushed towards Miao Fenglang.
Miao Fenglang had no expression on his face, spraying hot air, and moved his footsteps and directly hit him.
His huge body suddenly became like a wild beast, and he bumped into the crowd.
"Bang!"
The three elite Miao family members suddenly became like paper-breaking people, and were hit by Miao Fenglang and fell everywhere. The axe was blown away and blood sprayed.
Miao Fenglang did not stop at all, and strode forward, and hesitated to make up for the injured person.
With a crisp sound, the latter's chest seemed to be stepped on by an elephant, and he vomited blood and fainted.
After being stunned, Miao Jinge quickly reacted and was furious.
"Kill him!"
Nearly a hundred people besieged Miao Fenglang.
Miao Fenglang completely ignored it and waved his fists to fight a hundred.
"call--"
The huge figure pulled out a shadow, and Miao Fenglang rushed into the crowd in an instant.
He knocked five or six people out, then grabbed one of them and knocked hard on his forehead.
The opponent's head was blooming and he fainted with a scream. Miao Fenglang took the opportunity to smash him into the enemy's crowd.
More than a dozen elite Miao soldiers had no time to hide, and were smashed by their companions and fell to pieces.
"call!"
Taking advantage of the chaos of his opponent, Miao Fenglang rushed forward with a grim smile, grabbed two axes with both hands, and snatched them out.
Four or five enemies were chopped to the ground with their own knives.
Then Miao Fenglang shot two axes, and the two enemies who were about to secretly fire the arrow fell to the ground with a scream.
Miao Fenglang sprayed heat while chasing the victory, pulled out a burly body with his backhand, raised it, and threw it towards the crowd.
The surging crowd was once again blasted open a shocking gap by this human cannonball.
In the chaos, Miao Fenglang is approaching.
A knock on the knee in the air, a crisp sound, another big guy was knocked away, and blood spurted into his mouth and nose.
Miao Fenglang did not stop, like a wild beast continued to charge.
The fist is like a meteor, the legs are like whips, the knee is like a landslide and elbow is like lightning. Wherever you pass, people are upturned and horses are overturned and screaming.
Blood blew all over the floor.
"ah--"
Some people screamed, some fell down, and some people made up, as if moths were flying into the fire, endlessly.
Facing the surrounded Miao Fenglang was not afraid at all, but instead showed a grim smile like a god of death.
He leaned over and overturned the three of them with his domineering legs.
Then he ejected and jumped up again, and elbowed down from a high point, blasting at a sinister guy who was sneaking on the side.
An elite Miao family with a tiger back and a bear waist directly burst his neck and his eyes widened and fell to the ground.
Destroy and invincible.
Many female relatives in the Octagonal Tower were stunned and looked at Miao Fenglang's domineering behavior in disbelief.
The first time they saw someone breaking through the Octagon Tower like this, and his blood flowed like a rainbow of killing was like a river.
Several young women even covered their mouths, worried that their heart would be beating out accidentally.
"asshole!"
When Miao Fenglang threw down more than a dozen people and forced himself to penetrate the encirclement, a figure suddenly popped up on the second floor of the Octagonal Building.
It was the big man who kept sharpening his knife around Miao Jinge.
Seeing this, Miao Jinge shouted, "Miao Zhanhu, be careful."
This is his personal bodyguard and his adopted son, Miao Zhanhu.
"Swoosh!"
Without too much nonsense, Miao Zhanhu rushed out like a sharp arrow.
His eyes were so phosphorescence that he roared in a low voice, and he blew towards Miao Fenglang with heat.
No matter who Miao Fenglang is, as long as he dares to come to the Octagonal Tower to play wild, he should be thrown into pieces.
Miao Zhanhu looked at Miao Fenglang like he was watching the dead
"die--"
When Miao Fenglang saw someone rushing towards him, he also roared at the sky, and rushed towards Miao Zhanhu without retreating.
The Miao elite who blocked the attack screamed and retreated, and was knocked away after a little slowed down.
Soon, Miao Fenglang and Miao Zhanhu collided with each other.
With a bang, two huge bodies made a dull sound, as if two mad cows were hit.
Then the two of them retreated a few meters again.
Stand and look up at each other.
The two of them collided, locked each other, and then they attacked with all their strength until they died.
"Bang bang bang--"
Neither side used weapons and directly fought with bare hands.
The fists and feet kept colliding, blocking, and bombarding, and the dull sound was heard, shaking the entire octagonal building.
The shadows of fists and feet crisscrossed and kept flashing in the air.
And the fists and feet collided, the breath kept bursting, dazzling everyone watching.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Miao Zhan tiger roared like a beast.
His iron fists kept blasting out, so fast that it made people unable to see the shape, as if he was going to smash Miao Fenglang to death.
Miao Fenglang did not retreat at all, and his palms also attacked Miao Zhanhu's vital points.
All the Miao elites who surrounded the past became stunned.
The two of them had a fight too quickly and fiercely. The tricks were so important and the tricks were really pounding.
Many women's eyelids are pounding and unable to withstand this cruel iron blood.
Even Miao Jinge's face became solemn, as if he had seen someone as fierce as Miao Zhanhu for the first time.
Miao Zhanhu's combat power is not inferior to Miao Jingyun, and it is even more than that, so he frowned when he saw Miao Fenglang being able to block it.
Who is this boy sacred?
At this time, the two sides roared again, collided fiercely, and their fists were thumping out.
The movements are getting faster and faster, and it is harder to see clearly who is Miao Zhanhu and who is Miao Fenglang.
"Puff!"
I don’t know who was injured, but streams of blood began to splatter from time to time.
Both of them had distorted faces, looking fierce and fierce.
"Bang!"
As the two of them hit each other again, they attacked each other and fists blew each other, and Miao Zhanhu's mouth and nose suddenly spurted out three blood arrows.
"Um!"
Immediately afterwards, Miao Zhanhu groaned, and fell seven or eight meters backward like a kite with a broken string.
Almost all the sternum was broken.
"ah--"
Miao Zhanhu, who fell to the ground, was in great pain and let out a shrill howl. His body felt like he encountered a snake and scorpion, and his instinct moved in a hurry.
He also gritted his teeth and lifted his left hand and released a small snake in color.
But before he could order an attack, Miao Fenglang was already like a maggot on his tarsal bone, and rushed towards him in a blink of an eye.
Step down with one kick!
"puff!"
Blood splashed!
Miao Zhanhu's entire head was trampled on by Miao Fenglang in extremely horror.
Half a collapsed face remained with anger and reluctance.
At the same time, Miao Fenglang reached out and grabbed the flower snake in Miao Zhan's tiger's sleeve. With a click, he bit off the snake's head.
His mouth was covered in blood.
The scene in front of him shocked everyone in the audience.
Then, they felt a hint of indescribable chill...
"Miao family sealed the wolf and took the head of President Miao at the order of his master."