The sound of explosions was endless, Lu Fan retreated step by step, and the invisible aura explosion was not visible to ordinary martial artists at all. Therefore, in the eyes of many students in the stands, Lu Fan is constantly retreating, and there is no reason to keep retreating.

The expression on Lu Fan's face became more and more solemn, and the strength on his body began to tremble, as if it might break at any time.

The rain in the shadows still easily released his strength, he was not in a hurry at all, as a secret weapon warrior, the most important thing was patience.

How many martial artists have been consumed by him little by little, and now it seems that this Lu Fan is just Lang's name, and he can't even break such a simple move. He is also known as a genius.

A trace of contempt rose in Luo Yu's heart, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that the crisis was coming.

Hurriedly, the folding fan in his hand blocked his face.

Rumble!

A violent explosion sounded, and the whole person was blown out of the disappearing state.

The sudden explosion shocked Xuan Feng, who had been standing on the stage watching the play.

He didn't notice when Lu Fan launched a counterattack, his pupils dilated, full of consternation.

Lu Fan's reaction was fast, and the moment the rain was blown up, he raised his sword and rushed forward.

Rush to the sky to kill the sword, one sword and six kills!

The abnormal wolf who was blown up in the rain just got up, and when he looked up, he saw six killing words rushing towards him.

Shocked, Luoyu shook his hand and waved the folding fan, and a cold light was released from the folding fan, which simply blocked the six killing words full of gangqi.

The corners of his eyes twitched, his wrists flipped in the rain, and his whole body gushed vigorously.

Lu Fan's heavy sword slashed at his folding fan impartially.

The two collided, and Lu Fan only felt like he was chopping in a ball of cotton. The strange strength of Gang actually absorbed most of his power.

Suddenly, the left hand of the rain fell slightly.

The moment Lu Fan saw the slight movement of Luoyu's left hand, he rushed to the Dao domain on the heavy sword.

Airplanes!

The heavy sword made a trembling humming sound like a golden stone, and the falling rain shook and retreated more than ten steps.

The terrifying power of the Dao Domain made the discs under his feet sink three feet, and suddenly the forbidden formation appeared in the eyes of everyone.

It was a silk net of silver light that enveloped the entire Sky Mansion.

Lu Fan looked down and saw that there was already a blood-red handprint on his waist.

Immediately, an evil and destructive force rushed out of the handprint, wanting to stir his dantian.

It's a pity that Lu Fan's dantian can't be impacted by this bit of power.

Without Lu Fan mobilizing his own strength, the phantom of the Nine Dragons Xuangong Tower in his body appeared directly. At the same time, the voice of the Nine Dragons Xuangong Tower sounded.

"It's the power of demon cultivation again, hum. Destroy me!"

The Nine Dragons Xuangong Tower was magnificent, and the power that had just rushed into the dantian was directly destroyed by the Nine Dragons Xuangong Tower.

The handprint on his waist was impacted, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Demon cultivation power? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Lu Fan said in his heart. Hearing the word Demon Cultivator, his brows suddenly tightened.

The Nine Dragons Xuangong Tower said firmly: "It is definitely the power of demon cultivation." Although this grandson is very hidden. I also used my strength to cover it up, but can you hide it from me? I've experienced the demon eradication war, and I'm too familiar with the ** demon cultivator. Just now, this palm is called the bloody hand power palm, this grandson is vicious, and the shot is a killing move that kills people. Great master, don't show mercy to this grandson. ”

A cold light appeared in Lu Fan's eyes, and he was a person from the Ethereal Courtyard again. Could it be that the Ethereal Courtyard has become a demon cave?

Lifting the heavy sword, Lu Fan didn't want to think so much. Since the other party dares to use the ** of demon cultivation to deal with him. Then knock him down and reveal his original form.

Sprinting, the golden body of the flame rises, and the red flame dragon roars the sword.

Luo Yu watched in astonishment as Lu Fan raised his sword and rushed again, damn it, he was hit in his bloody palm, there was nothing to do, it was ruthless!

Didn't he slap that palm?

The folding fan in his hand kept waving, and the rain threw out tiny flying needles.

These flying needles are so thin that they are simply invisible to the naked eye, and I don't know how a folding fan can hide so many flying needles.

It's a pity that Lu Fan doesn't see with his eyes, and he doesn't need to see with his eyes.

With the flying needle, Lu Fan rushed over directly, and all the flying needles that fell on him were blocked by Gangyi, and occasionally a few penetrated ones could not break through his body. The Flame Golden Body and the incomplete Eternal Dragon Emperor Decision that Lu Fan had researched made his body not much worse than Qiao Xuan.

All the way to the face of the falling rain with flying needles, the dragon's roar resounded in the sky.

Falling rain finally distorted his face, his clothes were torn, his strength was disintegrated, and all the chic was gone.

Biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, a little blood was spurted out of his mouth by the falling rain.

"Condensation!"

In an instant, the blood-colored strength wrapped the body of the falling rain, and it was hard to block Lu Fan's move.

The heavy sword slashed at this blood-colored gang, and there was only a sound of gold and stone colliding.

"Armor!"

There was another loud shout, and the blood-colored strength actually turned into blood-colored armor in the blink of an eye, wrapping the whole body of the falling rain.

"Blood armor skill, who passed this on to him?"

The dean shouted in a low voice. Master Shentu next to him looked up at the sky and didn't dare to answer.

This kind of need is guided by essence blood, and the ** released is forbidden by order in the Martial Arts Academy. Even if the master wants to teach it to the disciples, it must be reported. Because this kind of backlash is huge, once it is not done well, it will cause great disasters. The dean himself knew in his heart that he had never approved the ability to teach the blood armor skill to Luoyu. That is to say, the ** that falls rain is either accidentally obtained by himself, or he is taught by a teacher in violation of regulations.

Either way, it was enough to make the dean angry.

It is conceivable that after this battle, Luo Yu will definitely be called by the dean alone to "talk".

On the field, Lu Fan saw that something was wrong, and several swords were slashed, but the rain of blood armor was condensed, and his defensive power was comparable to that of a monk in the Digang realm. And what is Lu Fan's current cultivation that can be cut.

Luo Yu stared at Lu Fan deadly, before that, he really didn't expect Lu Fan to force him to use the Blood Armor Skill to defend himself.

Moreover, many of his methods seem to have lost their effect on Lu Fan.

For example, as soon as he came to power, he actually connected Lu Fan with a silk thread, and then attacked with explosive energy, but Lu Fan broke it. But in fact, there are paralyzing toxins on those silk threads, but Lu Fan has not looked paralyzed at all so far.

For another example, his bloody palm, not only lost its effect, but also saw no traces. Originally, with the blood palm as a guide, even if one palm did not convince Lu Fan, then through the blood handprint, he could also launch several strange attacks. But the bloody handprints were gone, and they were so clean that they couldn't be seen at all.

Luoyu hated it so much, and his pure secret weapon technique was forced by Lu Fan to look like this before it could be shown.

A cold light appeared in his eyes, and Luo Yu said coldly: "Lu Fan, if you can't beat me, you should die." ”

As he spoke, a light suddenly appeared from the folding fan in Luo Yu's hand, like a long sword, as fast as lightning, and slashed straight at Lu Fan's body.

Lu Fan was hit by a sword impartially, but he didn't move. In the middle of the sword, a piece of scale armor emerged.

With a chuckle, Lu Fan said, "Do you think that you are the only one who has armor?"