After dealing with these things, it was getting dark, and Lan Feng followed the ethereal spirit element back home. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ethereal Soul was very happy all the way, and at this time in the living room, sitting on Lan Feng's lap, playing with Lan Feng's hair, and said, "Brother, I haven't touched your hair for a long time." ”

Lan Feng gently touched Ethereal Lingsu's head and said, "It's all my fault, my brother cultivated behind closed doors some time ago, and he couldn't go down the mountain, so Su Su was wronged. ”

Ethereal Lingsu shook his head and said, "Don't be wronged, my brother is an immortal now, and no one will dare to bully me in the future!"

Lan Feng smiled: "Haha, my brother is still a lot away from an immortal! Now I have just learned some useless little spells, even so, no one can bully my family Susu." ”

"How can it be useless? Even if it's a small spell, you've saved so many people!Hehe, brother, they won't suffer anymore, Su Su is so happy!"

Lan Feng scratched the nose of the ethereal spirit and said, "Su Su is so kind, when you grow up in the future, my brother will teach you the way of cultivating immortals, and you will definitely become a good immortal who saves people and helps people!"

Ethereal Spirit Su jumped off Lan Feng's leg and said happily, "Brother, are you telling the truth?"

"Of course!" Lan Feng smiled knowingly and asked, "Su Su is ten years old this year, right?"

Ethereal Su nodded brightly.

At that moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"You dare to stop me, get out of here!"

"I'm really sorry, the master just arrived home today, he is tired from the journey, and he has rested, so you might as well come back another day!"

"You dog minion, don't you want to live?

"Master, don't be embarrassed, the master is really resting!"

"Damn, shameless things, guys, give it to me!"

......

There was a kicking sound.

Lan Feng frowned, let the ethereal spirit stay in the room, pushed the door and walked out, shouting loudly: "Stop it!"

The chaotic scene suddenly calmed down.

There were seven or eight people standing at the door, all with their hands behind them. A strong man walked out of the crowd, pointed at Lan Feng's nose and asked, "You are the elder brother of the ethereal element?"

"So what?" Lan Feng looked as usual, looking up and down at the strong man in front of him.

The man was about eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a slightly upturned nose that was distinctly upward-facing. Wearing a black coat and holding an iron rod in his fat hand, he glared at Lan Feng menacingly!

"Heh, you're refreshing!" the strong man raised his eyebrows and said, "My tiger was beaten today, did you do it?"

Lan Feng shook his head with a smile and said, "No!"

"Bang!" the strong man threw his iron rod to the ground and shouted, "Wasn't you quite refreshed just now?

"Hehe!" Lan Feng laughed out loud and said, "I didn't hit him, what do you want me to confess?"

"You didn't hit him, why is his face swollen? Could it be that he can't beat himself himself?" asked the strong man through gritted teeth.

"You're so smart, you guessed it right at once, yes, he did slap himself a few times. Lan Feng clapped his hands lightly.

The strong man was completely angry, picked up the iron rod, and was about to smash it on Lan Feng's head.

Lan Feng's body flashed, and the strong man made up for it, and his wide body shook in place a few times, almost falling.

The strong man turned around and saw Lan Feng standing there smiling evilly, he instantly became angry, roared, and pounced again.

Lan Feng sighed, and the spiritual power under his feet worked, dodging away at an extremely fast speed.

He regretted in his heart, if it was the Jindan period, it would be too interesting to be able to teleport.

The strong man didn't grasp the strength well this time, and fell directly on a big horse, he didn't think that Lan Feng was so agile, and a huge wave was set off in his heart: Huzi said that this person can spell, can't it be true?

He was a little weak-hearted, but in order to confirm his inner guess, he glanced at a few people at the door.

The silver light flashed, and the hands that had been behind their backs were lowered, and they all held a foot-long knife in their hands.

With a loud shout, he slashed towards Lan Feng.

Lan Feng sneered in his heart, retreated quickly, his spiritual power was running, he pointed in the air, and a blue butterfly flew out between his fingers, rising into the air and turning into a light blue ice flame, the ice flame instantly solidified, "Bang!", the solidified ice flame burst into seven or eight angular ice crystals, and the sharp point was aimed at every guy holding a long knife.

It stands to reason that Ice Spiral Fire is not suitable for close-range attacks, but Lan Feng has learned a skill in the dream space before, which is acceleration.

The time of the dream space is eight times that of the outside world, so his speed can also be eight times faster than that of ordinary people. His process seems complicated, but in fact, it is only a matter of a moment from the transformation of butterflies, the solidification of ice flames, and the splitting of ice crystals.

The blue butterflies were extremely beautiful in the dark night, but unfortunately, no one at the scene saw them except for the blue maple.

Everyone was shocked, and the strong man stared at the strange blue ice crystals in the air in disbelief.

"Brush, brush, brush!" The ice crystals shot straight into the guys' legs.

With a "bang", the knife fell to the ground. Everyone fell to their knees, and the leg where the ice crystals had shot into it was already frozen.