"Mr. Xiao, help......"

Seeing that Yi Xiao's "Blood Rain" completely ignored his own defensive measures, and the bloody air rushed to his face, Fan Ying screamed in a hurry.

He also knew that no one else would save him. The Taoist priests of Yuyang Temple didn't have a good impression of him, and wished that he would die sooner. Besides, Yuan Chengzi is not here, and the other Taoist priests of Yuyangguan are powerless to save his life.

His only hope is Xiao Fan.

Fan Ying can see that Xiao Fan is the kind of person who is really kind-hearted, and has the style of an ancient hero.

"Die!"

He yelled viciously.

"Ah......h

Seeing that the "blood rain" was about to envelop herself, Fan Ying screamed in despair. As Yi Xiao's personal disciple, of course he knew what would happen after he was hit by the "Blood Rain". Sunan's son Victor was hit by the "blood rain", and he blew himself up and died in a moment, turning into a rain of blood.

At this time, Fan Ying only felt a tightness at the back of her neck, and then the whole person flew up, flying towards the side, Fan Ying was terrified, and he was in mid-air, waving his hands, and screaming.

Immediately, there was a loud "bang", Fan Ying fell to the ground on her shoulder, and she fell to the ground, and her whole body was full of pain.

But in this way, I finally avoided the fatal "blood rain", although I made a fool of myself in front of everyone, after all, I picked up a life.

Fan Ying had just fallen, and a large rain of blood fell from the sky, like a shower, "crackling" on the grass, and suddenly the bloody qi was everywhere, and the flowers and trees contaminated with the blood rain immediately withered and died.

The poison of "blood rain". As for the one.

At this time, Yi Yu had no time to care about Fan Ying's life and death. Seeing that Xiao Fan suddenly stopped in front of him, he didn't say a word. With his hands raised, several flying insects shot out, and then burst open, turning into a large cloud of blood mist, and heading down.

This "blood rain falling" is Yi Xiao's strongest stunt, and it is especially difficult to refine insects that can turn into blood mist, it is not an emergency situation, and Yi Xiao will never use it lightly. But now he did not hesitate to do it one after another. witnessed Xiao Fan's ability to save Fan Ying just now. Like a ghost, Yi Xiao didn't expect this hastily urged "blood rainfall" to hurt Xiao Fan, as long as he could force him away and kill a way out, thank God.

The evil Fan Ying actually secretly exchanged the spirit worm that he contacted with his master, and now Yi Yu can only rely on himself.

"Xiao Zhenren, don't let him run away......"

Fan Ying struggled to get up, seeing that Yi Xiao was going crazy. It seemed that he was about to get out of trouble and leave, Fan Ying couldn't help but be anxious and shouted.

As long as Yi Yu breaks out of the encirclement, it means that Fan Ying must run away immediately.

If the great master of the Mahogany himself killed. Who can resist it?

No matter how strong Xiao Fan is, at most he can keep himself out, where can he take care of whether he Fan Ying is dead or alive?

Years of hard work. The painstaking management was ruined in one fell swoop.

Xiao Fan let out a cold "snort". The small red tripod emerged, and gusts of yin wind swept the ground. A cloud of black mist poured out from inside the ding, and then turned into a black vortex, spinning forward.

A biting cold instantly spread in all directions, and everywhere it passed, a layer of hoarfrost condensed into flowers and trees.

The two Taoist priests of Yuyang Temple retreated a little slower, and were affected by the black mist, and their eyebrows suddenly turned white, as if suddenly, they were thrown into the ice cave. The black whirlpool swept by, and as soon as the "blood rain" encountered the black mist, it immediately solidified into ice, and then was sucked in by the whirlpool, never to be seen again.

"This, this is ...... 'Holy Spring' ......"

Yi Xiao was dumbfounded, opened his mouth wide, stared at the whirlpool of black mist, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

This bone-chilling coldness is all too familiar to Yi Xiao, and it is the extremely cold yin qi emitted by the leylines of the "Holy Spring". It's just that Yi Xiao never imagined that he would see this kind of extremely cold yin qi here, and it was displayed by Xiao Fan.

It's subversive.

And this black vortex gives Yi Xiao the feeling that it is even more threatening than the "Holy Spring", and it seems to have been "purified". Generally speaking, the leyline yin qi of the "Holy Spring" will not take the initiative to attack the enemy, and even if it is an attack, it is indiscriminately covered, with no target, let alone priority and subordination.

Yi Xiao knew that Xiao Fan had come into contact with the "Holy Spring", but contact and manipulation were completely different things. What's more, how could he carry the extremely cold yin qi of the "Holy Spring" with him?

Even if he was his master, the great master of the Modo, he did not have this ability. Unless the dove takes the twelve yin ghosts away from the "Holy Spring" stone formation, with the help of the extreme yin body of the twelve yin ghosts, it is possible to turn this extremely cold yin qi into a weapon and use it to attack the enemy. But then the danger is too great.

With the ability of the great master of the Modove, he did not dare to let the twelve yin ghosts possess him at the same time, and if he couldn't control it, it would cause a catastrophe.

Once the Yin Ghost begins to regurgitate, it is irreversible.

The great master of the Modos could not do anything.

How can this Xiao Fan be so rebellious?

Perhaps, the reason is that the small tripod in front of him that keeps spinning and emitting a red light?

What kind of treasure is this?

However, these questions, for a while, will not be answered. Seeing the black vortex approaching quickly, Yi Xiao finally came back to his senses, and his feet touched the ground, and he was about to use his strength to avoid it.

Xiao Fan let out another cold "hum", raised his right palm, and pressed forward with a fluttering palm.

Yi Xiao only felt a huge force descending from the sky, and his originally light body suddenly became extremely heavy, as if his shoulders were suddenly pressed on a thousand heavy burdens, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't exert any strength.

This surprise is really not trivial. In a hurry, he shouted violently, and his breath penetrated the dantian, and a huge force suddenly rose, and he was about to lift the heavy burden on himself.

It's a pity that it's too late.

Xiao Fan wanted such a little buffer time.

After a moment's delay, the black vortex turned by the extreme cold air had already reached the body. Yi Xiao was shocked, only to feel that the bone-chilling cold had pierced his skin, burrowing into his blood and internal organs from all directions, reaching the depths of the bone marrow, and instantly frozen into a popsicle, not to mention mobilizing the strength of his body, even a little finger could not be lifted.

In an instant, Yi Yu thought he had become an ice sculpture.

This kind of biting cold, in fact, does not last too long, it feels like he has just frozen his whole body, and immediately left his body, and in the blink of an eye, his body has regained his senses.

However, it was only a regain of feeling, but it was no longer possible to move.

Xiao Fan's five fingers rotated, and the sound of "sneering" was endless, and one after another "Haoran Righteousness" shot out, sealing the big holes up and down Yi Xiao's body in an instant.

The Great Head Descender really couldn't move this time.

As soon as he restrained Yi Xiao, the red "Qiankun Ding" Dingkou shone brightly, and the whirlpool turned by the black mist immediately began to shrink, and it was soon taken back by Baoding, and the bone-chilling cold disappeared. The hoarfrost condensed on the flowers and trees gradually melted and dissipated.

"You, you, what do you want?"

Seeing Xiao Fan approaching step by step, Yi Xiao finally couldn't hold on, gritted his teeth and screamed, looking at Xiao Fan's gaze, but full of fear.

At this time, he could still move his mouth all over his body, and everywhere else, it seemed that he had lost consciousness. If it weren't for the fact that he could still see his hands and feet, Yi Xiao would even wonder if he had only one head left.

"Mr. Yixiao, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to wronged you."

Xiao Fan said slowly, pointing out.

Yi Xiao was about to speak, but his mouth opened wide, he couldn't make a sound, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of horror. This kind of magical "technique" is something he has never seen or heard of, and there has never been a similar method in the head lowering technique.

It is because of ignorance that fear is great.

Xiao Fan ignored it anymore, turned his head and said to Lieyangzi: "Leader Lieyang, first ask Mr. Yiyu to rest in the secret room." Mr. Yi Xiao is a big head lowerer, so be careful. ”

Although Xiao Fan is full of confidence in his acupuncture technique, the methods of the head lowering master are also strange and endless. Let these Taoist priests of Yuyang Temple be careful, it will definitely not be wrong.

"Yes, follow the decree of Xiao Zhenren!"

Lieyangzi and a dry Yuyangguan Huangguan, seeing that the famous and shocking Luojia's big head descending master had no power to resist under Xiao Fan's hands, and they were already so impressed by Xiao Fan that they threw themselves to the ground, and they were shocked, and immediately bowed to the ground and replied respectfully.

Yi Xiao stiffened, and was dragged by four Taoist priests by his limbs and carried away like a puppet.

The big head descender was ashamed, angry, and depressed, and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Fan Ying, go and bring in Chaji and the other descending masters."

Seeing Yi Xiao being carried away by four Taoist priests, Xiao Fan turned to command, calling the name of "Fan Ying", which was not polite at all.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao."

Fan Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully agreed.

The more different Xiao Fan is, the more polite he is, the more it proves the "closeness" between the two. If "Mr. Fan" is long and "Mr. Fan" is short from beginning to end, there will be no softness when he finally turns his face and kills him.

That's how Fan Ying deals with others.

Another half an hour passed, and the noisy "Bitter Bamboo Garden" finally calmed down again, the moonlight was still like water, but the sound of insects could not be heard, and a faint bloody smell still permeated the courtyard.

The unconscious Chaji Da Descending Master and several disciples of the sect were carried into the basement by the Taoist priests of Yuyang Temple, firmly tied their hands and feet with ropes, and imprisoned.

Compared to Yi Xiao, Cha Ji's attainments in the head-lowering technique were far worse, and Xiao Fan naturally would not waste the extremely cold qi obtained from the "Holy Spring" to deal with him. This kind of extremely cold air can't be replenished, and it is used less than once. It is used to deal with Yi Yu, first, because Yi Yu has a good reputation and is more tricky; Second, Xiao Fan is also trying to see what the effect of this extremely cold qi is used against the enemy.

As it turned out, it was indeed a sharp weapon.

Chagico is not qualified to "enjoy" yet.

In less than an hour, the "Bugu School" who came with great momentum were either killed or wounded, and the whole army was annihilated. (To be continued......)