In the barren land, Lan Feng exhaled slowly, and in his calm eyes, a touch of coldness swept by. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ.

In the face of Tan Ronghao's questioning, he was slightly silent, and then suddenly broke the deadlock, stepped on the ground with both feet, his body pressed against the ground, and 'shot' at Tan Ronghao.

In a dull tremor, Lan Feng was like a humanoid demon beast, and the terrifying speed caused an invisible and powerful air current, allowing the ground to pass along the way, bringing out a ravine half a foot deep and spreading to the place where Tan Ronghao was standing.

Looking at the flash of killing intent in Lan Feng's eyes, Tan Ronghao's pupils shrank, and his heart was shocked: "This guy, you really dare to kill me!"

He never expected that in this Qingtian Mansion, someone would dare to kill him, a core disciple!

Tan Ronghao's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and with his city, it was difficult to suppress the anger that surged up from the bottom of his heart, and a touch of madness flashed on his embarrassed face.

Facing the fleeting Lan Feng, Tan Ronghao's facial muscles and flesh were distorted, and he roared fiercely: "Look for death!"

Suppressing the injuries on his body, Tan Ronghao's palm rested on the hilt of the sword, and with a loud roar, he frantically pulled out the two-pattern spirit weapon-level long sword on his waist.

In an instant, Tan Ronghao's soul power was frantically absorbed, and part of it was fused into the two-pattern spirit weapon long sword, so that the surface of the long sword quickly condensed a terrifying energy, forming a sword-shaped afterimage like a substance, and the other part was scattered in the surrounding air, making the surrounding space seem to be frozen in half, completely locking Lan Feng.

"Die!" Almost instantly, enough energy had been accumulated, Tan Ronghao couldn't care about the sharp pain like tearing in his body, and slashed angrily at Lan Feng.

Blue 'color' high-level meta-skill—Optimus Sword!

The Optimus Sword, the symbol of the Optimus Mansion, is also the foundation of the Optimus Mansion, created by the first lord of the Optimus Mansion, and its power is more terrifying than many blue 'color' high-level techniques, and it is directly 'forced' purple 'color' low-level element technique, in the entire Optimus Mansion, only the Mansion Lord, the elders, and the ten core disciples are qualified to cultivate. In addition, even those deacons who are extremely powerful are not qualified to cultivate.

And Tan Ronghao not only cultivated the Heavenly Sword, but also cultivated it to the realm of Dacheng!

The power of the Heavenly Sword of the Great Completion Realm is comparable to that of most of the Blue 'Color' high-level Yuan Techniques of the Perfection Realm.

With a heavy angry shout from Tan Ronghao's mouth, the huge long sword in his hand that seemed to be magnified dozens of times released a fierce aura of destruction 'sex', tearing the air below and heading straight for Lan Feng, and everywhere he passed along the way, the space was slightly distorted, as if it was crushed by a force beyond the limit, as if it could collapse at any time.

A cruel smile appeared on his face, and in a weak state, Tan Ronghao fought hard to damage his foundation before he performed this blow, but he was confident, with this blow, it was enough to completely kill Lan Feng.

Looking at the sword-shaped afterimage that seemed to be like a substance approaching Lan Feng little by little, the cruel smile on Tan Ronghao's face became thicker and thicker.

Even a strong person in the early stage of the Heaven Level, if he suffered such a terrifying blow, he also had to suffer a little bit of injury, he didn't think that Lan Feng would be able to resist it. Although the defense of the 'flesh' body cultivator was more terrifying than that of ordinary Yuan Qi cultivators, no matter how terrifying it was, there was also a limit, and his strongest blow was enough to surpass this limit and deal a fatal blow to Lan Feng.

"Is the 'spirit' god locked?"

Lan Feng calmly looked at the sword-shaped afterimage that released the breath of destruction, this type of meta technique, it was not the first time he had encountered it, when he was in the demon beast riot 'chaos', he had been chased and killed by a master sent by Wang Kuang of the King of Red Rock City, and what that master used was a meta technique with momentum locking, although one was a 'spirit' god lock, and the other was a momentum lock, but its essence was no different, and the purpose was to lock the enemy, so that the enemy could not dodge, and the only way to resist his own blow.

This feeling of being stuck in a quagmire is hardly any different from that back then.

Faintly staring at the sword-shaped remnant that was getting closer and closer to the top of his head, Lan Feng seemed to have returned to the past, and took a light breath in his mouth, as if he was blessed with a spiritual heart, his mind moved, and the vitality in the meridians suddenly ran according to a complex route, and in just a moment, the magnetic field around Lan Feng's body suddenly underwent an astonishing transformation, and an extremely terrifying suction force surged in all directions with his body as the center.

Purple 'color' low-level meta-technique - Hell Cage.

This 'door' meta-technique is simply the nemesis of the vitality of the 'spirit' god lock and momentum lock!

As soon as that terrifying pulling force appeared, the surrounding space that was solidified like a mire shattered, and the feeling of being stuck in a mire suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The moment he broke the lock of the 'spirit' god, Lan Feng stopped casting the hell cage, his toes tapped the ground, and his body was like a fallen leaf in the wind, slightly rotating and tilting, and the sword-shaped afterimage that released the aura of destruction 'intertwined'.

At the moment of 'intercourse', a familiar scream came from Lan Feng's ears: "Ah!"

I saw that the long sword in Tan Ronghao's hand suddenly took off his hand, and the cruel smile on his face suddenly froze, and he immediately knelt on the ground in pain, covering his 'chest' tightly with both hands, and spurting red blood from his mouth, staining the ground with blood red.

Seriously injured, when that terrifying gravity just came, he felt as if his internal organs had been hit by a terrifying force, and a sharp pain suddenly appeared. The gravity, which was originally difficult to cause any damage to him, had now become like a talisman, causing his internal organs to shift and tear alive, and a large amount of blood seeped out from his internal organs and gushed out down his throat.

On the opposite side, the sword that broke away from Tan Ronghao's control formed an afterimage, and after 'intersecting' with Lan Feng, it fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

In the deafening explosion, the ground shook violently, and the choking dust and rubble in the sky splashed in all directions, and a terrifying crack as deep as one zhang suddenly appeared on the ground, spreading from the place where the sword-shaped afterimage disappeared to thirty zhang away.

Rao was already expecting that the power of this sword-shaped afterimage was not weak, and he still couldn't help but take a breath at this moment: "Hiss......"

Rubbing the cold sweat in his palm, Lan Feng turned his head and moved his gaze to Tan Ronghao, who was turning white on the opposite side, worthy of being a core disciple of Qingtianfu, this kind of strength is indeed a little terrifying, if it is a head-on 'engagement', Lan Feng thinks that he is not the opponent of this guy, with Lan Feng's current defense, it is estimated that he will not even be able to withstand an attack from this guy.

The ninth recultivation of the Ning Dan Realm is a superposition with the blue 'color' high-level Yuan Technique, and not everyone can stop it.

If there was no 'gate' element skill of the Hell Cage, then the one who died here today would be Lan Feng.

It's a pity that there is no ifs in this world, since Lan Feng has cultivated the hell cage, then the person who died, from the beginning, was destined to be Tan Ronghao.

Kneeling on one knee, Tan Ronghao twitched all over, raised his chin with difficulty, stared at Lan Feng with his eyes, and said with shock: "You...... How can it be...... Get out of the ......"

Walking calmly towards Tan Ronghao, Lan Feng slowly stretched out his palm, and in the other party's frightened and shocked gaze, he slowly held it, and then it burst out like lightning, hitting the sunken 'chest'.

"Boom!"

The fist that was not thick, but the power released, but Tan Ronghao seemed to be suddenly hit by a locomotive, losing the protection of the vitality cover, and in the vulnerable 'flesh' body, the internal organs were shattered by a hard punch, and then under a huge impact, it slashed all the way to the ground behind him, leaving a deep ravine.

Without giving Tan Ronghao the slightest chance to breathe, Lan Feng's soles stepped on the ground, and in a tremor, his body swept towards Tan Ronghao who was smashed by a punch and slid backwards like a meteor.

"Boom!"

At the moment of catching up with Tan Ronghao, Lan Feng's elbow hammered down at Tan Ronghao.

In a few breaths, Lan Feng exerted his speed to the extreme, and his figure flickered around Tan Ronghao, and every time it flashed, there was a huge impact sound: "Boom, boom, boom, boom!" The pressure he had endured in the past seven years, the torture he had experienced, and the suppressed grievances, at this moment, were all vented on this guy, so that every punch he threw was without the slightest reservation, and the powerful force made the bones on Tan Ronghao's body shatter alive, and there was a constant 'click' sound.

After attacking several times in succession, Lan Feng stopped his movements, moved his body to the side, and gasped heavily.

"Bang. The body smashed on the ground, in a cloud of dust, Tan Ronghao's pupils slowly dilated, and the look in his eyes gradually disappeared.

On top of that frozen hideous and bloody face, there was still a touch of unwillingness and disbelief.

Until he died, he didn't know what kind of deep hatred Lan Feng had between himself and himself, and he dared to risk being chased and killed by the Optimus Mansion and kill himself, the core disciple of the Optimus Mansion, within the Optimus Mansion.

Looking at Tan Ronghao, whose breathing gradually stopped, Lan Feng exhaled deeply, and then inhaled fiercely again, after repeating this several times, he could barely control his emotions, and his angular face was a little calmer, but the slightly trembling hands, as well as the violently undulating 'chest', were 'exposed' in his heart.

A vague black shadow floated out from Lan Feng's body, looking at Lan Feng's forced calm appearance, the transparent old man couldn't help but sigh lightly, shook his head secretly, and then muttered: "It's been seven years, and this kid is probably about to be suffocated." ”

For a young man who is less than 20 years old, seven years of forbearance and tempering are indeed a bit difficult for him.

After a moment of silence, seeing that Lan Feng gradually calmed down, the transparent old man said lightly: "As soon as this kid dies, your revenge can be regarded as half avenged, how about it, feel more comfortable, right?"