"Supreme Martial Cultivator, since you are here, let me stay, stay......" Lan Feng looked at it, his neck became furious, his body shook, the golden light flashed and moved, and the seven heart refining ninth orders pierced out of the body, constantly rotating in the golden light.

"Hiss ......"

At this moment, the Taotian Giant Sword burst open, turning into nine swords and falling into a Eight Desolation and Six Sword Formation in mid-air, enveloping the seven Nine Orders of Heart Refining.

But after listening to the loud sound of "boom ......" in the sky, the ninth-order golden bridge absorbed countless golden rays into the bridge, making the ninth-order golden bridge grow in the sky.

Lan Feng landed on the golden bridge, and with a thought of 90,000 miles, he chased the pair of giant hands on the golden bridge, and instantly chased the pair of giant hands that were about to dissipate.

"Leave it for me......" Lan Feng snorted again, and suddenly the golden light on the golden bridge surged, instantly condensing into a pair of golden giant hands, and slapped down on Uncle Hu's magic light giant hands.

"Young man, you are too rampant. "An old loud sound came from far away from the void, through the endless void and fell into the Lan Feng Zhi Sea, attacking Lan Feng's mind.

"Hmph. Being attacked by the opponent's divine soul, Lan Feng was stunned, but then snorted and the blood-colored demon fire in the divine soul burned a little, instantly burning the opponent's mental attack power, and Lan Feng recovered.

"Well, the immortal soul?" a soft sigh sounded, but casually became indifferent, "It turned out to be the blood-colored demon fire left by the old woman who has been dead for countless years, but your Lan family is also a woman with a cane, and all men are waste." ”

"I never explain anything to a dead man. Lan Feng thought of it, and the golden light suddenly shone brightly.

"Hmph" a cold snort sounded. Then I saw the pair of magic light giant hands shake, and the magic smoke that suddenly fell on his hands disappeared with gray smoke.

"Boom ......"

But it was just in his thoughts. took a step slower, and was slapped by the golden giant hand, which shook the magic light of the magic light giant hand much dimmer.

However, the golden light was shocked and shrunk back, and it instantly disappeared into the ninth-order golden bridge, losing to the pair of magic light giant hands.

"The real body?" Lan Feng saw the moment when the light of the two magic light giant hands dimmed, he sensitively felt that it was the real palm. Can a pair of hands tear through the void and come here? What kind of spiritual technique is this, Lan Feng has never heard of.

"Junior, you're very good. Take the old man's palm. There was obviously a hint of anger in Uncle Hu's voice.

And as he spoke, the magic light giant hand flickered, and it reappeared at its peak, after a burst of "buzzing ......". Then he grabbed Lan Feng.

"Evil Demon Dao. Why am I afraid, if I want to fight, I will fight......" Lan Feng's gaze was fixed on the golden bridge, and his body was illusory and nothing, and he appeared under the magic light giant hand without breaking away from the golden bridge, and did not use any spiritual tricks or magic weapons.

"Death" A soul-stirring voice sounded, and the giant hand of the magic light enveloped Lan Feng.

"Huh...... Haha......" Lan Feng suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, laughing like a demon picking smoke just now, from this point of view. The two have such similar temperaments, but they are destined to be enemies in this life.

After Lan Feng's laughter resounded rampantly throughout the heavens and the earth. His body suddenly turned bewitching and bloody, and a ball of blood-colored demonic fire enveloped his whole body.

"Bang" As soon as the magic light giant grabbed Lan Feng's body, it was a loud noise, crushing Lan Feng.

"Ahh......hh

And the magic light giant hand instantly shrank and retreated.

"If you want to go, let me stay, even if it's just a pair of hands, I want you to become an old man with a broken arm. Lan Feng's body suddenly rose and grew, and the desolate body appeared in the air, breaking out of the air, and with a sweep of his big hand, he grabbed the retreating demon hands and tore them off.

"You actually fused the blood-colored demon fire with yourself, junior, you are very good, the old man is waiting for you in the half-broken spirit mountain of the academy, if you have the courage, you will come, the old man should behead you on the spirit mountain to avenge the old man's broken arm. After that Uncle Hu's scream, the voice of hatred and hatred sounded in the air.

"Why do you need to provoke me, you wait for the Netherworld Ghost Sect, everyone has to die, ...... death" Lan Feng roared up to the sky, and his roar was surrounded by the blood of the sky.

Lan Feng was accompanied by the blood mang, and he really stepped into the air like a blood demon and slaughtered the gods.

The giant hand of magic light that had been torn off by Lan Feng shrank and shrunk after a quarter of an hour, turning into a pair of arms.

"It's really a real arm, not a hand condensed by spiritual power. Lan Feng looked at it and was shocked.

"The Supreme Realm Martial Cultivators are really mysterious, it seems that I underestimate them, and at this time, we must speed up our progress and set foot on the Supreme Realm as much as possible. Lan Feng said to himself.

"Young people, do everything according to your ability, and do not rush it. At this moment, a figure appeared in the air, looming, and a kind voice came into Lan Feng's ears.

Hearing this, Lan Feng frowned, suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile, "It turned out to be the dean, and I thought that the supreme surnamed Hu was because the dean did not dare to step into the air, and Lan Feng thanked the dean here." ”

"You don't have to thank me, it's just that I don't want my academy to be ruined. Dean Daotong's words instantly cooled down, and he looked like he had a relationship with Lan Feng.

And as he spoke, the phantom of the Dao Tong disappeared in mid-air, but after he walked away, he used the method of transmitting sound into the secret to Lan Feng and said, "Master Tsing Yi is not in the academy, you need to be careful in everything, some people don't treat me as the dean, if you really want to kill someone else's mountain gate, I won't kill you, even if this mountain gate is in the academy." ”

After these words were finished, Dao Tong really left, and he didn't care whether Lan Feng listened to him or not.

Lan Feng was stunned for a moment, but then smiled lightly, one side fell to the nine-order golden bridge, and walked down from one end of the bridge, every time he took the next step, the golden bridge would shrink by one step, and when Lan Feng walked down from mid-air, the nine-order golden bridge had already been put away by him.

At the moment when Lan Feng stood on the battle platform, the other remaining Nether Ghost Sect disciples trembled unconsciously, and looked at him with a frightened face.

"Give me all the death. Lan Feng's bloody eyes swept and looked at them, his face instantly became gloomy, and with a shake of his big hand, the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and it rotated in the air, turning into countless Blood Drinking Crazy Sword, and swooping towards the first dry person.

"Ahh......h

Lan Feng's big hand spun in the air and grabbed, and countless Blood Drinking Crazy Swords shook, gathering and forming a Blood Drinking Crazy Sword, which was held by Lan Feng in his hand.

"Huh...... Haha...... "Lan Feng held the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword in his hand like this, and he had the killing thoughts that surged from the body of the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword, and he looked up to the sky and laughed. "Nether Ghost Sect, you all have to die, die ......"

"Bastard thing, whoever let you kill people in the academy, who gave you the right to ......" Meng Yao shouted, stomped her little feet and rushed towards Lan Feng, looking like she was going to throw Lan Feng out.

"This is Fengyuntai. Being disturbed from the atmosphere of ambushing millions of corpses and killing people in the wilderness in a fit of anger, Lan Feng snorted very unhappily, and then turned his eyes to the only disciple of the Nether Ghost Sect who had not been killed in Fengyuntai, this person was the so-called Qiu Fengruo.

At this time, he was already so frightened that he knelt on the ground, and he couldn't even spit out a word, but he was afraid that Cheng was staring at Lan Feng.

"A waste. Lan Feng snorted, grabbed it out of thin air, and the autumn wind flew up into the air and landed on Lan Feng's big hand.

"No, no...... Don't kill ......" Qiu Feng Ruo was almost frightened and fainted, feeling that Lan Feng at this time was a white-haired devil.

"Go back and tell the old man with a broken arm surnamed Hu, I will go to Ban Xuan Ling Mountain and take a walk, kill him with your hands, and ask him to call some supreme strong people to send him to death. Lan Feng spit out word by word, "Get out of here now." (To be continued......)