From silver scrolls to hand. and then was snatched away. During this period, it was just a flash of light. And after that playful laughter came out. Fan Ling finally came back to his senses from the sudden change. His face suddenly gloomy. Slowly look up. looked at the black-robed man on the trunk of the tree with a calm gaze. After looking at the familiar outfits that I had seen at the auction venue. I couldn't help but be stunned. Then he said coldly: "It's you?"

As Fan Ling spoke. There were still more than a dozen blood guards in that field. All of them flashed away with a tacit understanding. It just happened to surround the black-robed people. And that Elder Luo. is also gloomy. A pair of cold eyes. Filled with murderous intent. It doesn't matter what the purpose of the person who came. But now that he's crashed into their actions. Then he must not be allowed to leave the martial arts alive.

"Huh. Fan Ling Shao Sect Master. We meet again. On the delicate face under the black robe. A playful smile. Xiao Yan played with the silver scroll in his hand. Didn't care about the blood guards who surrounded them on all sides. chuckled

"Hand over the scroll. Leave you all dead. The long knife as bright as blood in his hand pointed at Xiao Yan. Fan Ling's gloomy words had a cold murderous intent that erupted from him.

Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders and ignored it. Instead, the palm of the hand was flipped over. The silver scroll that swirls in the palm of your hand. It was taken into the vows. Good. Good. ”

Xiao Yan's move. The corners of Fan Ling's mouth twitched. Pale face. A touch of iron blue. Two good words in succession with fierce killing intent. Spit out of his mouth and move the martial arts.

When the word Fan Ling had just fallen. The dozen or so blood guards who formed to surround Xiao Yan. Suddenly there was a loud shout in unison. On the long knife in the hand. An eerie blood-colored fighting aura gushed out from his body. Finally, he wrapped all the bloody knives in it, and slammed the soles of his feet on the trunk. A few figures. shot at Xiao Yan and went to fight the arts.

The corner of his eye swept over the blood guard Xiao Yan, who was besieging from all directions, and his palm slowly poked out. Tightly grasped the heavy ruler handle hidden in the black robe behind his back. With a slight eye, he felt the cold air getting closer and closer. A moment later. His eyes suddenly opened. A majestic aura burst out from his body. Immediately, a huge black shadow brought an oppressive aura and lifted the black robe to cover it. It's like a black wind wheel. Take Xiao Yan as the central point. Spread hard and open the force.

"Dingding. Ding"

Where the black wind wheel passes. Sparks fly. The head of the Blood Guard was directly shocked out of his hand by the huge power contained in it. There are only a few strong blood guards. I can barely hold the weapon in my hand. But that's also the premise of being ruptured in the tiger's mouth. The spinning ball of the foot snapped. The black wind wheel dissipated. Raising his eyes, he looked at the blood guard who was only half a meter away in front of him, but still had a fierce face. A sneer erupted at the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth. The soles of the feet stomp on the trunk of the tree. With a blast of energy. Its body almost turned into a lightning bolt. Shuttling through the offensive of more than a dozen blood guards, they are fighting with force.

There was no muffled sound between the "bang" figures—a muffled sound came out, and a blood guard spat blood from a dense branch of the tree. Hit the surface. Struggling a few times. But it was still weak and fell down, and the martial arts were carried out.

Look up at the lightning battle in mid-air. Fan Ling's originally cold face. At the moment, it was suddenly much calmer. A blood-stained knife on the face of the toe. Get your hands on it. It is to hold it tightly in your hands. Tear your clothes with your hands. Slowly wiped the blood on the knife. said indifferently: "Four-star big fights around this, strength." is to dare to come to my Fan Ling's mouth to grab food. Enough guts. Heroic"

"Elder Luo. This person. Leave it to me. You're on the sidelines. In case he has plans to escape. Stop him. ”

"Hmm. Young Sect Master - Point. ”

The old man on the side nodded slightly. Supporting another Elder Han who had temporarily lost his combat effectiveness. Take a few steps back. From the previous shot of Xiao Yan and the blood guard. He also roughly saw the latter's strength. Although in strength and agility. This black-robed man is much stronger than the previous Black Skull Tomb Great Dou Master. No matter what, though. It's just a big fighter. And Fan Ling. But he has long been a real spiritual powerhouse.

"Bang. "In mid-air. The last blood guard also fell with a bang. The pongeons were covered in blood. His eyes gradually closed.

With the defeat of the last Blood Guard. Xiao Yan's body gradually fell. The weight of the ruler in the hand is obliquely fingered. The red blood ran down the ruler. Gradually drip down and move the world.

"I think. You follow us all the way. It must be for the sake of the broken picture, right?" casually tossed away the blood-stained cloth towel in his hand. Fan Ling suddenly said lightly.

Heavy ruler trembles slightly. The delicate face under the black robe. There was a little more coldness and martial arts.

"Hey, hey. It seems that Ben Shao's luck is really good. Hit it by mistake. You can even get a baby. Since you care so much about this thing. Presumably, it is not universal. Wait until you get back. I'll let my father observe it. With his experience. You should be able to see some of the ends of this broken picture. Xiao Yan's demeanor was extremely subtle. However, he was still taken into the eyes of Fan Ling, who had been paying close attention to him. At that moment, he couldn't help sneering and said with a martial arts.

"You may not have this chance," said the black robe. Calm voice. Slowly coming out. Cyan vindictive. It quickly penetrated out of Xiao Yan's body. Finally, the whole body is wrapped

"Recklessly, a reckless man like you, whose reason has been taken over by treasures. I've seen a lot in the Black Corner. But what happened to them in the end. None of them seem to be very good. An eyebrow raised and a sneering laugh erupted. A cold blood-colored fighting spirit. It also slowly poured out of Fan Ling's body. A smell of blood. Suddenly, this empty martial arts universe was filled.

With the spread of the flesh. Ling's back was slightly bent. Like a beast that has found its prey. The pupils gradually became bloodshot. It also makes it look a little more beastly and martial arts.

The surface that the sole of the foot is deeply inserted. A certain moment. A low roar suddenly came out of Ling's throat. Kick the ball of your foot. The figure is like an arrow from the string. appeared in front of Xiao Yan in an instant. The long blade in his hand was wrapped in blood-colored fighting energy. With a sharp aura that tore through the air. Fiercely slashed down and moved the world.

Under Fan Ling's force. In the air. A screeching sonic boom. Endless force.

The huge black ruler slammed into the air. On it, the cyan fighting spirit was thick, like a viscous liquid, and finally the knife was heavily intertwined.

"Boom. ”

The sound of gold and iron intersecting. A large sputter of sparks rang out. A ripple of blue and red energy rippled from the intersection of the knife ruler. Spread out. It is directly the soil that will put the two of them on their feet. slashed nearly half a foot away.

Muddy debris flew from the sky. Feel the near-numbness of the arms. Xiao Yan's face under the black robe changed slightly, and he was worthy of being a spirit fighter. I don't know how much more power this kind of strength surpasses that of the fighting master. It's just that why does this guy's fighting spirit have a sense of vanity? With Xiao Yan's strength. Under the use of no buckets. Although it can compete with the Dou Ling powerhouse for a few rounds, it is consumed into a huge fight. But the previous Fan Ling seemed to be a fierce and incomparable attack. But it was not as strong and forceful as Xiao Yan expected.

"This guy is so strong in strength" knife, contact. Ling Leg and Xiao Yan exchanged lightning-fast kicks with each other. Then the opponent's weight is diagonally down. Take a few steps back. Feel the faint pain remaining in the leg. I couldn't help but be a little surprised in my heart.

"What my father said was true. Although our blood martial arts are domineering and treacherous, our cultivation has progressed quite quickly. But it is too dependent on external forces. As a result, it is difficult for the fighting energy in the body to reach the state of condensation. Fight against people. There is always something to lose. It's not good, it's not difficult to clean up at the level of a big fighter in this home. A thought flashed through my mind. Fan Ling suddenly discarded the weapon in his hand and his pale face. It's also weird. And with the change of its face. In the palm of your hand. Blood is rapidly emerging. The last trace of penetration enters the palm of the hand. Just blink of an eye. A pair of bloody palms that were the same as when Na Fan had killed Elder Qing earlier. It appeared on Fan Ling's arm.

"It doesn't matter who you are. Today. You don't have the slightest chance of regretting it. But to thank you for bringing me the good news that the broken picture has a secret. Wait until you die. I'm not going to let you be a shriveled corpse. ”

Between the palms of your hand. The disgusting smell of blood kept coming out. Fan Ling raised his head. smiled at Xiao Yansen. The soles of the feet fell with a bang. The body turned into a mist of blood. immediately shot away at Xiao Yan. Between the waves of the palms. The blood mist almost filled the air here.

"Bone Blood?"

Fan Ling's strange palms turned like blood. Two Blood Sect elders outside the field. I couldn't help but be stunned. They glanced at each other. Said: "I didn't expect the sect master to use such fighting skills. It was also taught to the young sect master. The black robe. It's kind of hitting the muzzle of the gun."

"Hey. Deserve. Just robbed me of my Blood Sect's things. If it were me. Drain the blood all over the body. "That Han Lao, who has lost his combat effectiveness, is smiling and moving.

A pair of dark eyes under a black robe. Staring at the burst of blood-colored mist. The smell of blood that pervades the smell. Excellent soul perception. Xiao Yan clearly sensed the blood-colored mist. The ferocious power of the pair of bloody palms is unleashed.

"Little one. Be careful. With your current strength. It's not the opponent of the Fighting Spirit powerhouse. Yao Lao's reminder voice. It sounded in Xiao Yan's heart. "Not really. ”

chuckled. Xiao Yan actually closed his eyes slowly. The Naling place in the center of the cyclone in the body. Wisps of cyan flame resemble volcanoes. gushing out. Finally, follow a kind of arcane route. In the body, the high turn turns to the martial arts.

"You want to?"

With the treacherous rotation of cyan flames. Abrupt. Xiao Yan in his eyes closed. I faintly felt a majestic energy filled with the rage factor. In the flame room. Quickly infiltrated from all over the body.

Blood. Come. The cold energy in the blood mist. It is also an instantaneous martial arts.

However. Just as the blood mist wrapped Xiao Yan's body in. Eyes under the black robe. Suddenly opened. Blue flames burst out from his eyes. A majestic aura that is no weaker than anyone in the field. Suddenly, from Xiao Yan's body, martial arts poured out.

Both palms poked out of the black robe with lightning speed. Cyan flames swirled upward. A thunderous roar sounded in Xiao Yan's heart. The palms carry a mountain of blazing breath. Heavy at the blood mist in front of him, blasted out, and the martial arts.

"The first of the three heavenly fires: the green lotus changes. ”