The temperature of the Sea Heart Flame suddenly dropped!

Han Feng's heart tightened for no reason, and deep in his heart, he actually had a little fear of the young man in front of him who was no more than twenty years old.

An even more majestic black fire burst out from Purple Wing's body, the white teeth were excited, the snake's tail swung, and the remaining three wings shook suddenly, and then turned around and flew towards the two women on the ground.

"This time it's a big loss, woo woo, grandpa Ziyi, if you don't avenge me, the snake master will be, the snake master will ...... The snake master went to Qingjiao's side to hibernate, sleep with her, and never wake up again!"

The huge body of the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor gradually contracted, and flew away rapidly, full of frightened scolding voices, constantly echoing above the edge.

Qing Liang caught the white fangs that were getting bigger and bigger, hugged them into his arms, and tears flowed down: "White Fangs ......"

Concubine Ya couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke Bai Fang's scarred body, looking at his miserable appearance, her heart was also moved, if it weren't for this black snake today, she and Qing Liang were afraid that they would really be finished.

White Fang stretched out her head and licked the blood stains on her legs and feet, apparently the explosion had caused her a lot of trauma. If it weren't for Concubine Ya protecting the green scales under her body in time, this girl would only be afraid that her whole body would be worse than herself at this moment!

White Fang's gaze couldn't help but glance at Concubine Ya's body, the light blue soft armor faintly flashed under the red robe, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, the defensive power of this thing made it a little surprised.

Obviously, if it weren't for the protection of this inner armor, these two women would have been completely exhausted.

The more White Fang thought about it, the more angry he became, and shouted into the air: "Beat him duck, beat him duck to death!"

Why is this five-star! Yuan Yi couldn't help frowning!

Han Feng sensed the purple wings, and couldn't help but glance back at Yuan Yi: "This person is a five-star Dou Huang, why do you only have one star?"

Yuan Yi smiled bitterly: "Four months ago, I thought he was just a one-star Dou Huang! ”

When this purple figure appeared, Fan Zhen! His gaze never left him! His gaze became more and more condensed! More and more red!

This purple figure ...... and Fan Ling's figure in the bloody curtain, this moment completely coincided, he knew that the person in front of him must be the murderer of his son!

"Is there a secret method?" Han Feng looked back at Fan Yan, saw Fan Yan's eyes that were gradually reddening, and then looked at his strange palms that became like blood, and couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that Brother Fan has found the enemy! ”

Yuan Yi also noticed Fan Yao's murderous aura and that pair of bloody palms, this Fan Yan could have relied on this bone-turning bloody palm to lay down the current status of the Blood Sect.

Yuan Yi then nodded and echoed: "This bone-turning blood palm is extremely domineering, and the blood mist is extremely yin-damaged, inadvertently making the person who fights with him surge in qi and blood and infect the blood poison, and once this blood poison is hit, the white bones will suppurate, and there is almost no cure!"

Han Feng sighed and said: "Turning bones and blood into a palm, a low-level fighting skill of the ground level, it is also an outstanding fighting skill in this Black Horn Domain, not only domineering, but also yin damage! If it weren't for that eight-winged black emperor snake, which is itself highly poisonous and has a cold bloodline, even a Douhuang who is one or two stars higher than Brother Fan, would not dare to take this palm power easily! It's a pity that his fighting skill can't exert its true power without practicing his Blood Sect exercises." ”

Han Feng had also coveted this fighting technique, but it was a pity that he had already practiced the Burning Technique, so he had to give up in the end.

"Roar!"

The blood red in his eyes condensed, and a roar full of anger and murderous intent burst out from Fan Yan's mouth, and a strong red fighting spirit suddenly surged out.

Suddenly, the two Douhuang powerhouses around them retreated violently.

The blood-colored wings behind Fan Yan shook suddenly, and his body was like a blood-colored light and shadow, shooting directly at the purple wings in the air, and a sharp roar was shocking. "Bastard, give my son a burial!"

"No matter who you really are, you will bury my son today! When you die, I will not only drain your blood and eat up your flesh, but I will also use your skin as a drum and hammer every night, so that you will not have peace after death!"

"Bloody Palms!"

Suddenly, there was a roar like thunder, and a blood-red figure rapidly enlarged in the pupils of Purple Wing's eyes.

Fan Yan's originally pale face turned as weirdly red as the pupils of his eyes at this moment, and with the change of his face, on his palms, blood color appeared rapidly, and the last trace penetrated into the palms, and in just the blink of an eye, a pair of bloody palms appeared on Fan Yan's arms.

Between his palms, the disgusting smell of blood continued to emanate, Fan Yan smiled fiercely at the purple wing, the soles of his feet slammed into the void, and his body brought a burst of blood mist, and then shot away at the purple wings, and between the waves of his palms, the blood mist almost filled the space here.

"How does this old guy know?

At the same time, the wings behind the purple wing also vibrated rapidly, and the body burst out like lightning.

Fan Yan turned into a blood-colored shadow, brought up the blood qi, and slammed into it.

Purple Wing clearly sensed the fierce power of the pair of bloody palms in the blood-colored mist. This is far from being comparable to Fan Ling's goods!

This bloody gas was poisonous, and White Fang couldn't help but think of something, and hurriedly sacrificed a shield to cover the three of them together, and then shouted at Ziyi: "It's him, it's him who killed Qingjiao! Grandpa Ziyi! He also wants to catch grandma and go back to sleep in a coffin with his son......"

Concubine Ya couldn't help but stare at the white teeth!

Drink my blood! and catch my mother-in-law to sleep with your dead son!"

......

Spread the blood qi, rushing to the face, the cold energy in the blood mist is also instantaneous!

The smell of blood permeating the surroundings, the Lion Ancestor reminded: "Stinky son, heart, this blood poison is not simple!"

"Three thousand winds and thunder!" Purple Wing snorted coldly, and as soon as his body turned around his legs, silver thunder and lightning hurriedly emerged, and then his body trembled, and a faint wind force lifted up......

There was only a shadow of pretentiousness left in place.

Well done!

Fan Yan sneered, and he was close to him, and then he stepped into the void with a fierce footstep, a distance of dozens of zhang, and in a blink of an eye, a palm turned into bones and blood, and the palm slammed down on the head of the purple wing!

"Whew!"

The scarlet palm slapped directly on Ziyi's head, and Fan Yan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but he didn't see the blood splattered!

Yuan Yi exclaimed: "Three thousand thunders!

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