Chapter Ninety-One: Angry Little Old Man

Lan Feng got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his big hand, and stared coldly at the young man in black who couldn't see through his strength.

The man gave him a sense of extreme danger, and he knew nothing about the man, who seemed to jump out of the room, which he had never heard of before.

"Who are you. Lan Feng asked, although he felt that this sentence was a nonsense, and the other party would not necessarily give an answer, but Lan Feng couldn't help but ask.

"Whoever kills you, Lan Feng will come up and die. The young man in black swept his eyes towards Lan Feng, and said coldly, completely treating Lan Feng as a dead man.

In his opinion, in the face of absolute strength, Lan Feng can't turn the sky, and he desperately wants to kill Lan Feng, he seems to have a kind of hatred for Lan Feng, and killing Lan Feng makes him feel extremely happy.

"Ha Lu Ha ......" Lan Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, and his whole body soared, and the blood was exposed, and by this time he no longer cared about the question of whether the blood pool was devoured or not, but wanted to save his life.

"Come and fight, ignorant young man. The young man in black smiled contemptuously, his big hand swiped in front of his chest, and suddenly there was a gust of wind around his body, and a pair of big hands appeared in the air, and under the control of his spiritual sense, the big hand grabbed Lan Feng.

He grasped this grasp with a kind of momentum of seeing the wind and clouds change color, raising his hands to kill, and he didn't take Lan Feng seriously at all. And that Sword Domain Great Spiritual Martial Artist, after the young man in black made a move, he retreated and did not participate in the war.

Lan Feng's expression remained unchanged, and as soon as his big palm hit the sky, a flame appeared in the palm of his hand, and then he dragged it up and rose into the air.

"Bang Bang ......"

The sky and the earth were instantly suppressed by black pressure, black clouds surged, thunder exploded, and then thick purple thunder and lightning filled the entire mid-air.

Lan Feng stepped out of the air, appeared in the rolling thunder and lightning in a moment, stepped into the sky, and raised his hand to point. The purple thunderbolt was gathered into his palm, and he pushed it forward.

Suddenly, the purple lightning thunder in mid-air turned into a purple lightning thunder dragon and entrenched itself, and swallowed the hands that the young man in black had hit, and swallowed the big hand directly.

The black-clothed man's face was obviously shocked, and then he settled down, his hands dragged up on his chest, and six small flags appeared in front of him.

The small flags kept spinning in front of the young man in black, creating a hazy virtual realm, and the illusory realm floated away in the air one by one on the six small flags.

The purple lightning thunder dragon seemed to be in the sky, and when it pounced on the illusory realm, it lost its figure as if it was piercing the endless void, and the purple lightning thunder in mid-air instantly lost its brilliance, and the sky returned to clearness.

"You're good, young man. The young man in black kept saying that Lan Feng was a young man, as if he was already an immortal who was over half a hundred years old, which made Lan Feng very unhappy.

Saying that, the young man in black pinched his hand and slapped six fingers on the six small flags, and then there was a burst of words in his mouth, and then the six small flags were organized into an infinite illusory realm, and he pounced towards Lan Feng.

Lan Feng's expression changed, his hands parted to both sides, and then closed, and the bloody eyes looked up at the sky, but when he heard the sound of "boom", the yin wind gusted.

"Woo...... Whew........."

The aura above the nine heavens, the demonic qi under the nine shadows surged out, gathered in the air, and then a burst of ghosts crying wolf howls came from afar, which made people palpitate for a while.

"Sixth-level spirit decision?" The black-clothed young man showed a hint of shock on his face, in his opinion, Lan Feng couldn't use a powerful sixth-level spirit decision at all, because he was only a Great Spiritual Martial Artist.

In the ghost crying wolf howl, in the Gangfeng layer, a pair of big hands seemed to sweep across the nine heavens and ten lands from the nine heavens and appeared, grabbing the six small flags.

"Hiss ......"

The big hand grabbed a small flag, and the small flag seemed to be struggling fiercely, and after a while, it was grabbed and lifted out of an illusory array formed by the six small flags.

One of the six small flags was lost, and the illusory realm dispersed.

The face of the young man in black changed, and he quickly collected the other five small flags in the air, and the sixth small flag was already in Lan Feng's hand after grabbing it with the big hand that appeared in mid-air.

"What kind of bird flag is this? Lan Feng held the small flag in his hand and muttered in his mouth, but he couldn't figure out anything, so he put the small flag away and kept it for future research.

"Junior, you dare to accept my small flag, and quickly return it with your life. The young man in black had an unusually unsightly complexion, and he was angry, and he stepped out with his big feet, and instantly appeared in front of Lan Feng, raising his hand and slapping it away.

Lan Feng held the flame thunder light palm in his hand, stepped on the Nine Palace Steps, and the palm with the flame hit the punch from the young man in black, and suddenly the light flashed, and the two of them retreated two steps together.

"Little old man, you seem to be very strong. Lan Feng's eyes showed a trace of bloodthirsty fighting intent, he was affected by the blood pool in his body, but he didn't know this feeling, and even faintly liked it, so let's fight.

Lan Feng felt that the little old man's magical powers were not small, but the pure flesh body should not be the same, because he had a dantian halo integrated into the veins around him, and under the close combat of the pure flesh body, Lan Feng had not been afraid of anyone?

He stepped out with his big foot and appeared in front of the little old man, and his big foot swept out of the air and kicked at the opponent's waist, trying to stop the waist and kick the little old man in half.

The little old man frowned slightly, and with a turn of thought, the flow of light on his abdomen converged into a shield of light.

With a loud "bang", Lan Feng's big foot hit the shield directly, kicking the light shield to pieces, stepping on the little old man's abdomen, and sweeping the opponent into the air.

With a "boom", the little old man smashed to the ground, causing a puff of smoke and dust.

"Ahem......" The little old man walked out of the smoke and dust in a bit of embarrassment, and at this time, he saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he was injured by the force of Lan Feng's kick.

Lan Feng was unforgiving, and his figure swayed and flew over, and a punch slashed down, hitting the opponent's head, this punch shocked the world and the world, and Gangfeng swept away.

The little old man was a little angry, snorted coldly, and slammed it up with a punch from Yangtian, a little unconvinced, and was pressed and beaten by Lan Feng, a kid, and wanted to take back the momentum.

"Boom" There was another loud bang, the two fists collided together on the barren mountain ground, and Lan Feng hit a punch in the air, the fist was in the sky, and the little old man passively made a fist, and was directly hit by a blow and flew out.

The Great Immortal Spirit Martial Man of the Sword Domain was shocked when he saw it, what is this possibility, is this Lan Feng so powerful?

After a while, Lan Feng had already chased the little old man for dozens of rounds, and the strength of this little old man's body made Lan blow his tongue and look very durable.

"Young man, you make me angry. The little old man roared angrily, and his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air, floating in the air, and at this time, the little old man had a terrifying momentum around him.

Lan Feng faintly felt that this was not the strength that a peak spirit martial artist should have, what was going on, the regulations of the Upper Courtyard Blood Road Lan Feng was very clear, those who were higher than the Spirit Martial Realm, or lower than the high-level martial artists, were not allowed to step into the Upper Courtyard Blood Path.

Could it be that the little old man has some secret method? Lan Feng looked puzzled, unable to see through this little old man.

At this time, I saw the little old man pointing a little to the sky, and a ray of light flew down towards Lan Feng through the air, and the light flashed in mid-air, turning into a sword and a light.

Lan Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the light, he slapped his big hand towards the light, and the dantian halo turned into a pair of big hands and grabbed the light.

"Hiss" The light directly turned into a big hand that turned the dantian halo into a sword, pierced through it, and stabbed it horizontally, with an invincible momentum.

Lan Feng's face turned pale, and he turned pale, and the big hand that turned out of the dantian halo was a terrifying existence, no worse than the sixth-level spirit decision he used, but it was broken like this, what kind of spirit decision is this.