"Yes!"

The thousand words in the white-haired Douwang's heart can only be turned into a "yes" word.

"Smack!"

Another mosquito was crushed to death by Fan Ling in the face with precision.

The white-haired Douwang looked at Fan Ling, whose face was covered with mosquito blood at this time, and his face had turned purple and red, and opened his mouth to remind him, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up in despair.

After all, if you speak out again, you will be decided, it's scary!

So what is Xiao Yan doing now?

Of course, in the inn with eight doors open, I hugged the young lady and slept!

Emma, don't say it, your inn with eight doors is still stable, and no one dares to make trouble here.

Six hours later.

It was finally dawn.

In the middle of the woods, more than a dozen statue-like figures stood quietly.

"Phew, bah, bah."

The white-haired Dou Wang shook off the dew that was crawling on his face.

He was ready to ask Fan Ling again... No, he was already dead set and was not ready to open this mouth to Young Master Fan Ling.

And Fan Ling had already turned into a Wangfu Stone at this time, looking at the direction of Black Seal City with resentful eyes.

Cheat! It's all a lie! Said that the grove was not scattered last night, why didn't you come? Why!

Fan Ling hadn't taught Xiao Yan what despair was, but he himself had first realized what despair was.

The sun rose, and just as Fan Ling was already retreating, two figures burst out from a distance and landed on the branches of a large tree.

It was the figure of a black-robed young man and a purple-robed beauty.

"Young Sect Master, don't come unharmed."

Xiao Yan clasped his hands on his chest and looked down at the bottom and said leisurely.

"Huh!"

The blood guards scattered around surrounded them with long knives, faintly surrounding Xiao Yan and Medusa.

"Void Easy!!"

Fan Ling struggled to squeeze these two words out of his throat like a wounded beast roaring.

"Oh, what's the matter with so many little red dots on the young sect master's face? Could it be that I was bitten by a mosquito last night? I've only heard that it's always your Blood Sect that sucks other people's blood, but I didn't expect you to be sucked by others' blood? ”

Xiao Yan looked at Fan Ling's big red face below and said jokingly.

Well? Oh, why didn't I suck the blood of those mosquitoes last night? Obviously, our Blood Sect's exercises can do this!

Phew, what was I thinking.

Fan Ling shook his head violently to drive these strange thoughts out of his head.

"False Ease! I thought you wouldn't dare to come! ”

Fan Ling looked at the Beginner Great Dou Master plus the Second Rank Alchemist "Xuyi" in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said.

"I am not weaker than others in my life."

Xiao Yan flicked his robe, pointed to the sky, and pointed to the ground.

Bite! Your friend "Forcing King" and "Virtual Easy" have been launched.

"So now that everyone is almost rested, let's get started. After all, everyone is in a hurry, so I'd better leave early if I get you on my way early. ”

Xiao Yan licked his mouth excitedly as he spoke, and looked at the people below with a dangerous aura flashing in his eyes.

Well, which sheep to start with?

Rest a ghost! Lao Tzu obviously stood here for a night, okay? Are you blind!!

The white-haired Dou Wang shouted angrily in his heart.

Well, wait, something seems wrong with his focus?!

And Fan Ling's manic mood at this time had calmed down, because he really had nothing to say to the dead.

"You're too arrogant. I've changed my mind now and won't drain your blood anymore, because I can't resist sending you to death right away. ”

Fan Ling shook his head and pointed the full moon scimitar as bright as blood at Xiao Yandao.

"Colorful scales, you first attack to trap the white-haired Dou King, pay attention to rein in some strength and don't play to death. After I finish cleaning up that Fan Ling, I will personally meet this Blood Sect Dou King for a while, after all, there are not many opportunities to kill a Dou King with my own hands. ”

Xiao Yan began to explain the mission goal to Medusa.

"Giggles, got it, little one. But I can't guarantee that the old man won't die, he's so weak, don't blame me if I can't help but slap him to death. ”

Medusa said casually with her green silk curled in her hand.

Below, Fan Ling was also explaining the target of the attack.

"Elder Wang, the guy named Xuyi is handed over to me, and you can catch that little slut first. Hehe, wait for me to kill that Xuyi, and then come to love and love his sister well. ”

Fan Ling said with a fierce look on his face.

"Yes, young master."

The white-haired Douwang arched his hand.

"Whoosh! Sou! ”

Xiao Yan and Medusa, who were standing on the trunk of the tree, shot towards the people below like two off-string arrows.

"Come on, boy."

Fan Ling looked at Xiao Yan's gaze, clenched the full moon scimitar in his hand, and said secretly.

"Whoosh!"

Fan Ling shook his scimitar and greeted him.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The two figures were constantly shuttling and colliding in the forest, and the giant trees were constantly blown to pieces by the aftermath of the energy generated by the two of them.

"Boom!"

A muffled snort sounded, and the two staggered figures quickly separated.

"Huh!"

The sound of a blade falling to the ground was heard.

"No, boy, who are you? Your strength is definitely not just just a beginner's realm. ”

Fan Ling, who had appeared in shape, stared at Xiao Yan opposite with a heavy face at this time and asked.

The guy in front of him called Xuyi didn't use a weapon, and he could shake the full moon scimitar in his hand with a pair of meat hands, no, it should be said that he had the upper hand.

As soon as he slapped his scimitar, he lightly slashed his scimitar, and the reaction from the scimitar shook his own tiger's mouth and now felt a faint pain.

Damn, this guy was made of a monster? How can the force be so great.

This understatement when he fought with himself was definitely impossible for the cultivation of a beginner-level Great Dou Master to do, and it was even faintly higher than the cultivation of his one-star Dou Ling.

"Coincidentally, I felt something in the sleep center last night, so when I woke up, I found that I had broken through a big step again."

Xiao Yan said with a smile.

As he spoke, the aura on his body changed again, and a momentum of the peak of the five-star fighting spirit began to spread on the field.

Seeing this, Fan Ling's pupils shrank, and his face became even more gloomy.

"Damn, I've met another guy who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. In the past, I pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger to eat others, when was it my turn to be eaten by others! ”

"But fortunately, the gap between me and him is not too big, hold him down first, and wait for Elder Wang to capture that beauty, I don't believe that this kid will be arrested without restraint."

Fan Ling clenched his palms and thought.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, dragon trick... Uh, no, young sect master, come, let's continue. ”

Xiao Yan said excitedly.

Xiao Yan's figure flashed and pressed towards Fan Ling, and a fierce palm wind aimed at Fan Ling's chest to meet it.

Who was Xiao Yan afraid of in close combat?

Xiao Yan's sticking to the mountain and playing with the Eight Poles Collapse are slippery.

"Snort, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed."

Fan Ling said with a cruel smile.