The two did not fall into a stalemate, Lin Yuanfan's body flew backwards after the collision, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, while Ning Feixue took seven steps back, his entire right arm was numb, and Lin Yuanfan's shock was not so comfortable, so that the spiritual power in his body fell into a temporary disorder, and he could no longer make a move on Lin Yuanfan.

At this time, Lin Yuanfan was the least prepared, and Luo Fufeng, who was able to make a move, did not mean to take advantage of others, Yan Rong and Ning Feixue might have used a sneak attack to attack Lin Yuanfan, but he would not choose to do so, he was a genuine mid-Yuan Infant monk, and he was also a respected existence in the upper realm, and he had his own dignity, so he disdained to do so.

He had a thought in his heart, that is, he would choose to make a move only after he was sure that the two junior disciples could not deal with Lin Yuanfan, and he would be upright and not drag his feet, so that he would be worthy of his identity and cultivation, and would not be criticized.

Lin Yuanfan forcibly stopped, his divine sense vigilantly observed the three of them, his right hand spun and clenched, and the blood refining sword that had been crushed by Luo Fufeng just now reappeared in his hand.

Luo Fufeng's eyes stared, looking at Lin Yuanfan, he was a little surprised that the sword appeared again, and said coldly: "Okay, you Lin Dao, in fact, it is false, it is false, if it wasn't for my quick move, I really let you succeed just now." ”

Lin Yuanfan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and chuckled: "If you can let Your Excellency make a move, my sword is not a loss." ”

Previously, when he hid the sword, he had guessed that Luo Fufeng might make a move, but this sword failed, and he was not surprised in his heart, knowing that it was basically impossible to seriously injure or kill his junior brother in front of Luo Fufeng, a mid-Yuan Infant monk.

"Lin Dao, although your strength is not particularly strong, if the average Yuan Infant has a contempt for you in the early stage, he will indeed fall for your move. Luo Fufeng felt in his heart, and said seriously: "Your talent, scheming and grasp of timing are more powerful than many Yuanying monks, and no one in the Dan period I have seen can compare to you, even if it is the Yuanying stage, people like you are rare, it's just a pity...... You can't escape the palm of my hand. ”

After a short confrontation just now, Luo Fufeng's evaluation of Lin Yuanfan came to a new height, he has this strength and scheming in the middle stage of the Jiedan, which is rare in the cultivation realm, if Lin Yuanfan is allowed to step into the late stage of the Jiedan, at that time, how strong the strength will be, he doesn't dare to think about it.

Now that Lin Yuanfan has not grown up, he found it early enough, it is the best time to strangle it in the cradle, although Luo Fufeng did not take advantage of the danger just now, he will definitely not let Lin Yuanfan leave.

Lin Yuanfan shook his head, he didn't say anything, he had heard enough of these words, if words could kill, then he wouldn't know how many times he had died, where could he still stand here, and the last thing he looked at was the means in their hands, standing, speaking was right, lying down, speaking was wrong, it was a very simple thing.

Luo Fu looked at Ning Feixue with a slight twist in the limelight, and ordered, "Senior Brother Ning, you can make a move." ”

Yan Rong's face changed, and he hurriedly bowed to Luo Fufeng, and pleaded: "Senior Brother Luo, please give me another chance, just once, this time I will definitely not miss, I will guarantee with my life." ”

The first time he met, he almost hit Lin Yuanfan's loss, which made him vigilant, thinking that he would not make the same mistake a second time, but what he didn't expect was that it was only a few minutes, he was fooled for the second time, and he was almost seriously injured or even killed, if it wasn't for Luo Fufeng's presence, maybe this might become the last mistake in his life.

Yan Rong felt guilty and felt that he had failed to complete the task assigned by his senior brother, which had disappointed his senior brother, and he wanted to prove himself again.

Luo Fufeng glanced at his junior brother and understood his thoughts, if he didn't agree, maybe today's defeat would become a mental obstacle on his future cultivation path, which could not be crossed, seriously affecting his cultivation, and it might even lead to stagnation in his cultivation.

"Go ahead, the road is at your feet, don't let me down, don't let yourself down. ”

Luo Fufeng sighed in his heart, and had to agree to Yan Rong's request.

Yan Rong nodded solemnly, and then looked at Lin Yuanfan, he still had a joke about Lin Yuanfan before, but now, that joke has disappeared, and he doesn't dare to look down on Lin Yuanfan anymore, there is a raging anger burning in his heart, he just wants to seriously injure Lin Yuanfan to complete the task, and has no other thoughts.

"Senior Brother Ning, don't make a move, leave it to me!"

Yan Rong's pupils became slightly red, his forehead was bulging, and his body was full of murderous intent, as if he had a person, cold-blooded and ruthless.

"I'm not going to shoot. Ning Feixue shook her head, her body flashed back to Luo Fufeng's side, and said, "Senior Brother Luo, is this really good?"

Luo Fuyao said helplessly: "This is his choice, and we can't interfere, besides, with me, nothing can happen." ”

Ning Feixue only had a long sigh in her heart, quietly watching the actions of the two facing each other.

"Lin Dao, I'm going to abolish you!"

Yan Rong roared, his blood was spurting, like a crazy beast, but his rationality was not lost, and he condensed the phantom golden sand into a pair of golden armor to protect the vital points on his body, the golden light flashed, and then his right hand slapped the storage bag, and a burning long sword appeared in front of him, he held it with both hands, and flames appeared on the whole person, as if he had become a golden fire man.

This is the state in which he exerts all his strength, sword and fire.

The flames churned, the air around them rose sharply, and the sea water, which had been frozen by the Luofu wind, began to slowly melt.

"If you want to abolish me, it's up to you to see if you have the ability!"

Lin Yuanfan's expression became solemn, clenching the long sword, Yan Rong in this state brought him a trace of pressure, this should be the peak state of the other party, the previous opportunity was left to him by the other party's carelessness, and now with the other party's attitude, it will not be too possible to win by skill, and the other party will definitely not give him another chance.

Yan Rong made up his mind, he didn't plan to fight with Lin Yuanfan slowly to test the truth, he didn't have any patience anymore, he just wanted to fight quickly, use the best magic power to get Lin Yuanfan done, and wash everything before.

The flames on his body skyrocketed, and the sky was full of violent fire attributes, and the dazzling light made people unable to open their eyes, as if a sun had appeared in this space.

"Gather the fire!"

As soon as he said that, half of the flames in the air came to the long sword in front of him, shrinking, shrinking, shrinking, shrinking again, and a fire ball began to take shape.

This kind of divine power that compresses the flames Lin Yuanfan naturally knew that once it was cast with great power, he naturally couldn't sit idly by, and he wouldn't let Yan Rong succeed, and the Blood Refining Sword instantly took off his hand and went straight to the highly condensed fireball in front of Yan Rong, wanting to break it.