Chapter 212 Huang Hui Takes Action

boom!

Cong Shanggong's eyes widened in disbelief.

The hand trembled slightly, and the next moment it shook suddenly, as if it was holding something extremely terrifying.

At the same time, he kept picking at his throat, trying to vomit.

It wasn't until he was retching that Cong Shanggong stopped, his eyes already red.

At the same time, the blood energy of the other Mujun clan members following him also exploded one after another.

Their eyes turned red one after another, filled with anger.

Damn it! ! !

This bunch of Flower Immortals are so rebellious that they dared to eat their young master!

Cong Shanggong slowly straightened up, his voice trembling with anger, echoed around: "You are so brave..."

"How dare you!"

The roar from Cong Shanggong was deafening, causing the branches and leaves of the surrounding forest of giant trees to tremble continuously.

Faced with Cong Shanggong's question, the head of the Huaxian village suddenly laughed: "How dare you?"

"Are you, the Mujun clan, just allowed to brutalize us as a superior clan and not allow us to resist?"

"Your son broke into our village and ransacked the house with his hands to arrest my people."

"If adults hadn't come to the rescue, the innocent children of our family would have been toyed with and died miserably."

"Could it be that the children of your Mujun tribe are children, but the children of our Huaxian tribe are not children!"

If you are confident, you will naturally speak forcefully.

The human adult with smoke coming out of his mouth had made it very clear before.

The Mujun tribe will eat what they eat. If they dare to cause trouble, they, the human tribe, will do it.

I'm not afraid that the Mujun clan will come looking for me, but I'm afraid that the other party won't come looking for trouble.

The portion of a mujun clan is still a little too small, not enough to eat.

The village chief's extremely tough words surprised Cong Shanggong.

When did the Flower Fairy Clan dare to talk back to the Mujun Clan?

"Presumptuous!" Cong Shanggong said angrily, "Who are you, the Flower Fairy Clan, and are you worthy of being compared with my children?"

After Cong Shanggong finished his roar, he turned his eyes and quickly discovered something was wrong.

Behind that campfire, there was a distinctly different structure.

There, there was a human race busy doing something.

Looking carefully, Cong Shanggong's eyes were completely cracked, and the whole thing seemed to explode.

His mind was filled with angry emotions.

Because he clearly saw that the human race was holding a knife in his hand and was cutting something quickly.

In addition, there were pieces of fresh meat placed on the table next to it.

Meat?

No! !

The blood that filled Cong Shanggong's body had begun to riot.

What was placed on the table was not meat, but his own son!

These beast-like things are blaspheming their own son and trampling on the dignity of their Mujun clan.

"Death!" Cong Shanggong had lost his mind at this moment. He wanted to make these flower fairy tribe pay the price.

And this human being who was cooking his son was the one he wanted to kill first.

Boom!

In an instant, Cong Shanggong's aura exploded with all his strength, shocking the people around him.

Cong Shanggong, who has a level 5 aura, can be said to be a truly top expert in Baihua Little World.

As Cong Shanggong's aura completely exploded, he suddenly rushed towards Jiang Tian who was chopping vegetables.

The huge bear's paw slapped loudly, and the blood energy that also bloomed with green light surged out from all around.

In the blink of an eye, spears quickly grew out of the surrounding giant trees.

After these wooden spears grew out, they immediately flew in the direction of Jiang Tian from all directions.

Moreover, a strange metallic luster appeared on these wooden spears.

This alone can tell how hard this wooden spear is.

Cong Shanggong wanted to pat Jiang Tian in front of him into a meat pie and poke holes in him to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Not only that, he will also skewer and roast all these flower immortals later.

What a bunch of beasts, they actually tricked him into eating his own son's flesh.

die!

Cong Shanggong, whose eyes were red, had completely lost his mind and sprinted.

The village chief of the Huaxian tribe showed a worried look, and at the same time, the blood in his body also exploded.

Even though he was only at level 3, if he went up and collided with Cong Shanggong at level 5, it would be like trying to do something like a chariot.

But Jiang Tian, ​​the benefactor who saved their clan and helped them evolve perfectly, was in danger. How could he just sit idly by and watch.

But just when the village chief was about to rush out, someone pressed his shoulder.

"Okay, if you go up to the Mujun clan in this realm, it's no different than seeking death."

"I'll just come."

"After all, it's my job to protect them this time."

As the familiar voice fell, the village chief saw Huang Hui next to him blowing out smoke rings and rushing forward.

Boom!

Almost instantly, the ground beneath Huang Hui's feet cracked, and his strong physique burst out at extremely terrifying speeds.

Almost instantly, Huang Hui was already above Jiang Tian.

"When he is cooking, you, a bastard, are not something you can disturb." Huang Hui held a cigar in his mouth, looked at Cong Shanggong rushing in front of him, and smiled with his teeth exposed.

"If it affects the taste of your son, it will be a big sin for you as a father."

As Huang Hui finished speaking, the wooden golden spears flying from all directions also came around his body.

Huang Hui's eyes condensed, and he clenched his fists and punched out quickly, and fist shadows appeared one after another around him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of collisions one after another resounded, and the wooden spears flying towards this side instantly exploded and turned into sawdust all over the sky.

At the same time, Cong Shanggong also rushed in front of Huang Hui.

"Get back!" Huang Hui suddenly roared and punched out.

The blood turned into a huge fist print, and the huge body of Cong Shanggong was blown away like a sandbag.

Cong Shanggong, who seemed unstoppable in anger, was dented by the whole body.

He was directly pressed to the ground by the fist print, and the soil flew up to both sides, dragging out a long gully.

Finally, it hit the giant tree and directly broke the entire giant tree.

There were continuous creaking sounds, and the huge trees that were broken one after another collapsed and fell on Cong Shanggong.

Huang Hui landed with a thud, stood next to the campfire, shook his hands, and spit the broken cigar in his mouth onto the ground.

Then he took out a new one from his pocket, roasted it over the campfire, and took a deep puff.

Through the smoke, he squinted his eyes and looked at Cong Shanggong who was lying in the huge tree.

"What are you so angry about?"