"The little guy is still playing with that tattered young master, I guess it will be a while. White hair, we can play slowly. ”

Medusa looked at the white-haired Douwang who was lying in the center of the depression below, coughing up blood, and smiled charmingly.

"Come here, Whitefur."

As Medusa spoke, she stretched out a lotus-like arm and grabbed it lightly at the white-haired Dou King.

"Your Excellency, I said that this is actually a misunderstanding!"

White hair... No, the white-haired Dou Wang screamed.

The old, terrible scream was heard far and wide in the open woods......

......

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

In the continuous confrontation with Xiao Yan, Fan Ling sadly found that the pervert of "Xuyi" became stronger and stronger, and his momentum became more and more manic, just like a humanoid demonic beast that never stopped.

At the beginning, he relied on the advanced fighting skills of the Blood Sect to fight against Xiao Yan twice, but when the fight reached this point, Fan Ling couldn't even catch a move.

No, I have to hold on until Elder Wang comes to save me.

Fan Ling said secretly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the air not far away, which was at least the energy ripples and fluctuations that could only be generated when a strong person above the Douwang realm made a move.

"Hehe, this is Elder Wang making a move. It seems that Elder Wang has already dealt with that beauty? That's it, if you're dead, you're dead, and now you can't care about it so much. ”

Fan Ling raised his eyes to the sky expectantly.

As soon as Fan Ling looked up, he just happened to see the reinforcement Douwang Elder he was expecting, and at this time, he was smashed to the ground by a colorful energy match like a broken sack.

"Boom!"

The mountains shook for a while.

After a few seconds.

"Your Excellency, I said that this is actually a misunderstanding!"

An unusually terrible scream clearly reached Fan Ling's ears from the edge of the forest.

The owner of this voice seemed to be in an unusually panicked mood at this time, because the voice had been severely deformed and even distorted by fright.

"......" Fan Ling.

I'm the young sect master of the Blood Sect, a cultivation genius who has already stepped into the Dou Ling realm at the age of twenty, how can I rely on the strength of others to defeat the enemy?

Real men have to fight on their own!

Well, come on! Fan Ling, you can!

Fan Ling silently poured chicken soup into himself in his heart.

"Boom!"

An unusually strong wind slammed into Fan Ling.

"Young Sect Master, you dare to be distracted when you fight with me, it's not a small courage."

A leisurely chuckle clearly entered Fan Ling's ears.

"Whoosh!"

Fan Ling retreated again, looked at Xiao Yan, who was spotless on the opposite side, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said with red eyes: "Xuyi, you forced me." ”

"Huh? Is this going to be a trick? Then hurry up and show me what to see, this kind of battle is really boring. ”

Xiao Yan said excitedly.

"......" Fan Ling.

Mom sells batches, Lao Tzu has fought so hard, why are you telling me that it's boring? Are you mistaken? the hell boring!!

The corners of Fan Ling's mouth twitched and he thought.

"Bloody Palms!"

Fan Ling let out a low snort, and as soon as he flipped his hands, his palms seemed to be stained with blood, and a disgusting smell of blood slowly diffused from it.

"Whoosh!"

Fan Ling carried his palms with a cloud of blood mist faintly lingering on the surface, and shot towards Xiao Yan.

"Good time."

A hint of excitement flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes.

As soon as Xiao Yan's mind moved, the blue-gold strange fire hovering in the depths of the cyclone followed the meridians to the surface of Xiao Yan's palm.

"Whoosh!"

Xiao Yan stepped on the soles of his feet, and he also carried the blue-golden flame palm to meet it.

"Boom!"

The collision began!

The blue-gold flame qi and the crimson blood mist fused fiercely.

Less than a second.

"Zizizi."

There was a sound like a boiling oil pot, and the blood mist melted as quickly as ice and snow melted like a mouse meeting a cat or a natural enemy.

"Boom!"

A figure flew upside down from the blood mist.

At this time, Fan Ling's hands were already full of blood, and he could even see the white bones under the scorched black muscles.

"Ahem, strange fire? That's a fire! How can you have a strange fire!! ”

Fan Ling stared at the blue-golden flames on Xiao Yan's hands and roared.

Now he finally knew how he could have an inexplicable feeling of palpitations when he faced Xiao Yan when he was in the Black Seal Auction House.

"So it was, so it was."

Fan Ling curled up on the ground and muttered distractedly.

"What a disappointment for me, I thought you could surprise me, and the game should be over."

Xiao Yan looked at Fan Ling lying on the ground and said with a bored expression.

"Da-da-da-da."

Xiao Yan said and slowly walked towards Fan Ling.

"The Blood Sect's Blood Guard listens to the order: Kill him for me! Kill him! ”

Fan Ling suddenly sat on the ground and roared.

The blood guards of the Blood Sect, who had already sharpened their knives on the side, and Huo Huo was about to rush up, rushed forward with their knives.

"No matter how many there are, they are just ants."

Xiao Yan shook his head in disappointment.

"King Daming, kill them all!"

Xiao Yan said indifferently.

"Chirp!"

A purple giant shadow of nearly five or six zhang in size rose from behind Xiao Yan and grabbed the blood guards who rushed under his feet.

"Disperse!"

The face of the leading Great Dou Master Blood Guard changed abruptly.

It's just that the speed of this giant claw is too fast, and before the Great Dou Master's words can be finished, a giant claw with purple flames burning on the surface slaps at them.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and the air scorched.

"Huh!"

King Ming retracted his right paw, revealing nothing below but a scorched earth filled with white smoke.

"Chirp!"

King Daming flew back to the top of Xiao Yan's head with a flick of his wings, quietly flapping his wings and circling.

"What the hell is this?"

Fan Ling's eyes glazed over as he saw the purple giant shadow that had destroyed all the blood guards he had brought with him with a single blow, and muttered.

They are blood guards, and they are sect protectors cultivated by the Blood Sect with secret methods and a large number of resources.

The dozen or so blood guards he brought were placed outside, and they were completely capable of sweeping a small city.

Why is it all gone in the blink of an eye? Fan Ling was a little puzzled.

"Chirp!"

As if hearing someone calling himself, King Daming slowly lowered his huge head and stared at Fan Ling tightly with his crystal eyes that were as red as flame lotus seeds.

At the moment when he was watched by King Daming, Fan Ling found that the operation of the Dou Qi in his body had become blocked or even stagnant again.

"Damn, it's this feeling again, it's this feeling again! I see, this is a different fire, this is an elemental creature like a flame spirit formed from a different fire, right? ”

Fan Ling suddenly realized the familiar feeling in his body.