After Lan Feng stepped into the Soul Martial Realm, his demonic thoughts of 90,000 miles became more and more mysterious, and he traveled thousands of miles to forget the people of the Northern Hell Academy at the head of the city.

Or he thought about it and only thought about his mother, he really wanted to yell at his domineering and iron-blooded father, which has been there since he was sent to the North Underworld Academy for a few years.

"Northern Underworld Academy, you are here to find death, to find death. Lan Feng roared, and his body was shocked, and the Nine Dragons Phantom appeared and roared like thunder in the sky, and the brute sword qi dominated the nine heavens and ten earths.

Lan Feng waved his big hand, and the blood map jumped out, instantly turning into a pair of bloody big hands and stretching out towards the city, and as soon as he grabbed it, he grabbed an academy martial artist and pulled it down.

Lan Feng stepped on the ground and flew up into the air, grabbing and tearing the warrior apart in the sky above the city, staining the entire night sky red with blood.

Lan Zhan frowned slightly, grabbed it with his big hand, and a pair of big hands appeared in the air, and the big hands shook and grabbed Lan Feng, but when he heard the sound of "boom", Lan Feng condensed blood and hit the air in his hand, shattering the big hands, looking back and shouting, "You actually dare to fight, you are not responsible for your dead old man, you beat me." ”

Lan Zhan's figure swayed, and a flash of light appeared in front of Lan Feng, "You're crazy, you're really crazy" said and shook Lan Feng behind him with his big hand, and he came down in the air in a flash.

"Little Arashi Wind ......"

"Brother Wind......"

Lan Chen and Lan Yufeng rushed out of the crowd, landed in front of Lan Feng, and called out with a worried face, at this time Lan Yufeng was slapped by Lan Zhan, and the corners of his mouth were still covered with blood and did not wipe them away.

"Xiao Chen, little sister......" Lan Feng called softly, he seemed to wake up all of a sudden, he came all the way to his mother's business, but forgot about the things around him.

The Northern Underworld Academy has slashed everything that has been passed down by the Six Protectors, is this going to deal with their own Lan family? North Underworld Academy, you are very good......

Lan Feng muttered, he was trying his best to control his emotions, he felt that he was on the verge of madness, but the more he tried to control his emotions, the anger in his heart became more and more intense.

"Lan Zhan, you are determined to protect this Lan Feng, and you have put the family in disregard, everyone is ready to ......" Yang Keming said slowly in a long voice, as for Lan Feng killing you an unrelated teacher of the academy, he will not pay attention to it?

"Ahhh......h

And Lan Feng pushed Lan Zhan out of the air with a big hand, and his figure fell into the air in a flash, shouting, "Lan Zhan, I'm not your son, I'm Yun Feng, my name is Yun Feng, I'm Yun Xi's son alone, you don't deserve it, you don't deserve it...... From now on, I will leave the Lan family, I will leave the Lan family, I will be me, I will be alone...... One person ......"

"Xiao Lanfeng, you ......" Lan Yufeng was very angry, angry, her little feet took a step, she was about to go to the sky, she wanted to smoke Lanfeng down, and beat you up, you are crazy and don't even recognize your ancestors, I will kill you......

Lan Zhan pulled Lan Yufeng back with a big hand, stared at her to stop her movements, and then pulled Lan Chen back with him.

"Daddy...... Brother Feng, what is he here......" Lan Chen looked at Lan Zhan with a calm face, and asked in a low voice, Lan Yufeng was pulled back by the elders, reluctantly, and followed behind him with a twist, feeling extremely unhappy.

"Hiss......" Lan Feng's body was full of savage sword energy, and four ancient swords pierced out of his body, rotating and moving around his body.

"Now it's just me, I'm alone, I don't have anything to do with them, aren't you just here for the inheritance of the Heavenly Monarch? Lan Feng's big hand shook, and the blood map was split into two, turning into two bloody daggers that Lan Feng held tightly in his hand.

As soon as he stepped out, he rushed into the crowd of the upper courtyard, took down a few junior soul martial artists with a bloody dagger, and shouted at the three courtyard masters.

"That's the best, it's better for you not to interfere. The three courtyard masters didn't look at Lan Feng, but glanced back at Lan Zhan and the other nine brothers, and said indifferently.

Several brothers of the Lan family gathered around Lan Zhan, seeing Lan Zhan's calm face, none of his eight brothers dared to speak, after a long time, the fifth brother really couldn't help it, so he roared, "Lan Zhan, that is Yun Xi's only son, and the best young man in the Lan family, do you just ignore it?"

"He is my son, a hundred companions than you, give me a retreat, retreat. Lan Zhan's eyes swept away, and he walked towards the fifth child and shouted loudly.

Lan Zhan was a little more fierce towards people, but there was no doubt that he had never yelled at his brothers, and they all loved his brothers very much. Lan Zhan roared inexplicably, and several of them unconsciously retreated a few steps, although they were unwilling, they didn't dare to do anything.

"Everyone acted according to the original plan, and when Lan Feng lured the people of the academy away, we escorted the clan out of the city. Lan Zhan glanced deeply at Lan Feng, who was caught in bloodthirsty killing in mid-air, sighed silently, and said as he looked back.

"Didn't hear it? Seeing that the clansmen looked blank and looked at the tearing in the air, Lan Zhan roared, roaring loudly, and countless clansmen came back to their senses and moved.

In mid-air, the three courtyard masters also moved, and Guo Xiang's figure disappeared in place one by one, and the next moment he appeared in front of Lan Feng, and slapped Lan Feng out of the air with a big hand.

Guo Xiang's body cultivates the immortal Xuanqi Dafa, and the strength of his physical body is not comparable to that waste in Ziyun Mountain, and he slapped Lan Feng sideways and flew out of the sky.

"Xiao Lan Feng ......" Lan Yufeng was stubborn and wanted to rush forward again, she was really excited to see it, or the young people of the Lan family were very excited at this time.

Regardless of whether they had any unhappiness with Lan Feng or not, they all disappeared at this time, only moved and shocked, and they couldn't wait to rush up and slash for a few rounds.

"Xiao Yufeng, do you really want to go up? You go up and die, go, you go up and die. Lan Zhan hurried over in a few steps, and roared with Lan Yufeng in his big hand.

Lan Yufeng lowered her head and silently shed tears, Lan Chen squeezed through the crowd and walked over, hugging this young lady who usually likes to pretend to be a big sister, comforting.

In this regard, men are always much stronger than women, but they silently remember this revenge, and look back and take bloody revenge.

"Come out and help me. Lan Feng looked at the dantian and shouted, the old man who did good sighed silently, and the old man of the demon scolded and yelled at the juniors, but he was the first to merge with Lan Feng's soul.

With the fusion of the souls of the two former supreme figures, Lan Feng's cultivation or strength rose little by little, and the strength was surging in the body, and he could kill everyone in his hands at will.

"Come and die if you don't die. Lan Feng's bloody eyes looked at Guo Xiang through the crowd, and with a wave of his hand, he killed several junior soul martial artists, pounced on Guo Xiang, and raised his hand to hit Guo Xiang.

Guo Xiang was not afraid, snorted, and punched out of the air, but when he heard the sound of "boom", the two pairs touched together, Guo Xiang did not change his body, and he underestimated the enemy, only felt that his body was light, and he was shocked and flew out of the air.

And Lan Feng was as immobile as a mountain, he raised his hand and tore apart a few junior soul martial artists who had gathered around, and pounced on Guo Xiang, who flew upside down, wanting to follow the other party's illness and ask for his life.

"Junior, you dare. Yang Keming snorted, waved his big hand, and a Taiji plate appeared in his hand, this Taiji plate is the same as the Taiji plate held by Qiu Ruofeng in the past, but this Taiji plate is far more powerful than Qiu Ruofeng's Taiji plate.

Perhaps this Tai Chi Pan is the real ancient magic weapon, the Tai Chi Pan magic weapon, in Yang Keming's hand kept rotating, and was dragged up by one of them, slowly growing in mid-air, and then a shaking, and then slammed towards Lan Feng.

Lan Feng looked back and stopped his progress, and with a wave of his big hand, the iron sword spun several times and was urged out by him. Lan Feng held the sword in his hand, pointed the sword to the sky, and when his hand hit the hilt of the sword, a bloody light shot out from his sword, rushing to the sky, exploding in the air, turning into pieces of blood.

"Boom ........."

The whole mid-air wind and clouds changed color, the dark clouds rolled and moved, gathering in the mid-air, bursts of thunder and explosions rang out from the dark clouds, and the purple lightning crossed and surfaced.

Iron Sword Thunder Resistance

After killing Qiu Mengwei, Lan Feng found this spirit decision on his body, and he had an iron sword in his hand, so he cultivated, he had already advanced to the soul martial realm, and there were two former supremes beside him to guide him. As soon as he learns this technique, he will be able to cultivate it to the fullest, and he can use it with a wave of his hand, and his momentum is not much weaker than Qiu Meng's, and that is because his realm is not as high as his opponent.

The purple lightning thunder appeared, Lan Feng's figure swayed, and he entered the purple lightning thunder, stepped into the air and looked at the Taiji plate that was pursuing, and Lan Feng's bloody eyes were half narrowed into a line.

Suddenly, Lan Feng pointed at the air with an iron sword in his hand, and the thunder exploded all over his body, and the purple lightning crossed and moved for nine days, and the thick purple lightning struck down one after another, bombarding the Taiji plate.

'Boom ......'"

Zidian Tianwei hit the Tai Chi Pan endlessly, and the plate shook and shook, but after a while, the Tai Chi Pan shrank and became smaller, and turned back to Yang Keming's hand.

Tai Chi Pan saw a slight darkness in his hand, and showed a trace of it, these were obviously bombarded and struck out by the continuous crossing of purple lightning and thunder.