Ling Feng by virtue of his divine sense, direct taxi to find the Grand Hyatt teahouse, directly toward the inside.

The guard at the door watched Ling Feng appear and frowned. Who is this boy? The two guards at the gate directly stop Ling Feng. They are all dark warriors, specially preventing people from making trouble in the red League.

"Wait a minute, sir. Who are you looking for?" One of the guards frowned and asked. Ling Feng looked at him with a sneer. The next second, he directly kicked the guard in the chest, fast and without warning. Another man just felt his eyes blink.

"Bang."

With a loud noise, the guard who intercepted Ling Feng flew out directly. He fell to the ground heavily and vomited blood. His whole face was deformed. The wolf howled all over the teahouse. Ling Feng cold said: "this should be the red League."

Ling Feng doesn't bother to look at the men on the ground and walks directly inside. To master Ling, they are like mole ants, which is not worth mentioning at all. Another dark warrior was stupid. He took his walkie talkie and yelled, "come on, somebody's making trouble in the red League. It's a warrior. Come on, come on."

Ling Feng didn't stop him. Instead, he went inside. The guard saw that there was a gap behind Ling Feng and hit him on the back with a quick punch. With a strong wind on his fist, he used his whole strength and hit him with all his strength.

Ling Feng shakes his head, a flash, came to the guard behind, guard a punch empty, just want to directly escape, but Ling Feng at this time has stood behind him, a direct kick in his body, cold said: "since you want to die, then go to die."

"Bang."

The guard flew out upside down and directly hit the wall. The whole person was bleeding and fell on the ground. Ling Feng walked upstairs. At this time, the warriors in the teahouse heard the cry of the walkie talkie and all rushed down. They happened to see Ling Feng on the stairs. When they saw Ling Feng, they were stunned, and then they clenched their fists and rushed up to Ling Feng. There were ten of them Many people, all of them are martial arts masters, some of them are even martial arts masters.

"Go away."

Ling Feng exudes a strong breath and rushes up directly. He punches the people in front of him. These people are too weak. Ling Feng doesn't want to use sword Qi to deal with a group of mole ants. It's better not to tarnish his sword Qi.

"Bang."

The front warrior is very tragic. Ling Feng's fist is very fast. Before he can see it clearly, he feels the pain coming from his chest. Then the whole person flies out uncontrollably and falls to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurts out directly, and the whole face is twisted with pain. It looks terrible.

Everyone was silly to see this scene. They stood there and didn't dare to fight any more. The man who was beaten up just now was the strength of the martial arts master in the later period, and also the most terrifying existence here. But even Ling Feng couldn't stop it. It's conceivable how terrifying Ling Feng's strength is.

Seeing that these people are too scared to move, Ling Feng is too lazy to start any more. He walks leisurely from these people and walks towards the red League upstairs.

When Ling Feng went upstairs, Zhao Tian, the leader of the red League Sea city, was still drinking tea. Suddenly he saw a man break in, and his face changed. Just now he heard the report from the guard at the door that someone was making trouble. At the first time, all the warriors had gone down to solve the problem. He thought that with these warriors, he would be able to deal with it. But he didn't expect that a young man broke into him Has he solved all his subordinates?

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