From the silver scroll to the hand, and then to being robbed, the period was nothing more than a flash of light. After hearing the joking laughter, Fan Ling finally recovered from the sudden change, his face suddenly gloomy. , Slowly raised her head, staring at the black-robed man on the tree trunk with sorrow. After seeing the familiar dress seen in the auction place, she couldn't help but startled, and immediately said coldly: "It's you?"
When Fan Ling was speaking, the dozen or so blood guards who were still able to fight in that battle flashed around with a tacit understanding, just to surround the black-robed man, and the elder Luo was also one of them. His face was gloomy, and a pair of cold eyes were filled with murderous intent. No matter what the purpose of the people came, since he broke their actions, he must not be allowed to leave alive.
"Haha, Sect Master Fan Ling, we have met again." On the delicate face under the black robe, a playful smile appeared. Xiao Yan played with the silver scroll in his hand, not caring about the Blood Guard who surrounded it on all sides. Said with a chuckle.
"Hand over the scroll and keep your corpse." The blood-bright long knife in his hand pointed towards Xiao Yan, and Fan Ling's gloomy words contained a gloomy killing intent.
Xiao Yan shrugged, not only ignored it, but flipped his palm, and the silver scroll that was spinning in his palm was taken into the ring.
"well!"
Seeing Xiao Yan's actions, Fan Ling's mouth twitched for a while, and a touch of iron blue surged on his pale face, and two good words with fierce killing intent came out in succession.
When Fan Ling and the two had just fallen, the dozen blood guards who surrounded Xiao Yan in a circular shape suddenly shouted in unison. All the blood knives were wrapped in it, and the soles of their feet suddenly stepped on the trunk, and dozens of figures shot away at Xiao Yan.
The corner of his eyes swept over the Blood Guard who was besieging from all directions, Xiao Yan slowly reached out his palms and gripped the handle of the profound ruler hidden behind his back in the black robe. After a while, his eyes suddenly opened, and a powerful aura burst out of his body, and immediately a huge black shadow took on the oppressive aura and opened the black robe to cover it, like a circle of black wind wheels, centered on Xiao Yan. , Spreading away fiercely.
"Ding. Ding. Ding.
Sparks splashed across the black wind wheel. The long knives in the hands of those blood guards were directly stunned by the huge power contained in them, and there were only a few powerful blood guards. Being able to barely hold the weapon in his hand was also on the premise that the tiger's mouth was broken by a shock.
The revolving foot suddenly stopped. "^-" The black wind wheel stared at the distance of only half a meter in front of him. But the blood guard still has a fierce face. There was a sneer at the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth. The soles of the feet slammed on the trunk. With a burst of energy. His body almost turned into a black shadow of lightning. Shuttle in the offensive of a dozen blood guards.
"Boom. Boom"
Between the body shape shuttle. There was a muffled sound constantly. And every time there was a muffled noise. It was a blood guard who vomited blood and fell from the dense branches. Smashed heavily on the ground. Struggled a few times. But it still fell weakly.
Looking up at the lightning fierce battle in the air. Fan Ling's face was originally gloomy. At this moment, it was suddenly calmer. A blood-stained long knife was lightly picked on the ground with his toes. Take a peek. It is to shake hands tightly. Ripped clothes casually. Slowly wipe the blood on the knife. Indifferent and authentic: "The four-star big battle master controls this strength. I dare to come to my Fan Ling's mouth to grab food. Courage enough. Courageous enough."
"Elder Luo, this person, leave it to me, you are aside, if he has the intention to escape, stop him."
"Well, Young Sect Master be careful."
The old man on the side nodded slightly, holding on to another Elder Han who had temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, and stepped back a few steps. From the previous shots of Xiao Yan and Blood Guard, he also roughly saw the strength of the latter, although In terms of strength and agility, this black-robed man is much better than the previous big fight master of the black skull tomb, but no matter how you say, he is only a big fight master, and Fan Ling has long been a real man. The strong fighting spirit!
"Boom!" In the air, the last Blood Guard also crashed down, his face was covered with blood, and his eyes gradually closed.
With the defeat of the last Blood Guard, Xiao Yan's body gradually fell to the ground, with heavy fingers in his hand, and the red blood gradually dripped down the ruler.
"I think, you follow us all the way, it should be because of the broken map?" Fan Ling suddenly said indifferently after throwing away the blood-stained cloth towel in his hand.
The heavy feet trembled slightly, and the delicate face under the black robe was abruptly cold.
"Hey, it seems that this young man is really lucky. If you accidentally hit it, you can get the baby. Since you care about this thing so much, it must be no ordinary thing. When I go back, I will let my father get it. Haosheng took a look. Based on his experience, he should be able to see some clues about this broken map." Although Xiao Yan's behavior is extremely subtle, it is still caught in the eyes of Fan Ling, who has been paying close attention to him, and he can't help but sneer at the moment. .
"You may not have this chance. Under the black robe, a calm voice slowly came out. The blue fighting energy quickly penetrated from Xiao Yan's body, and finally enveloped his entire body.
"Really? I've seen a lot of people like you, a sane man who is occupied by treasures. I have seen them in the Black Point area! But their final fate doesn't seem to be very good." Raised his eyebrows and let out a sneer laugh, cold blood. Dou Qi also slowly poured out of Fan Ling's body, and a bloody smell filled the empty space for a while.
With the blood filling, Fan Ling's back slightly bent, like a beast that found its prey, the bloodshot eyes gradually appearing in his pupils also made him look like a beast.
The soles of the feet penetrated deeply into the ground. At a certain moment, a low growl suddenly came from Fan Ling's throat. With the soles of his feet, his body shape was like the arrow from the string, and he instantly appeared in front of Xiao Yan, his hands wrapped in bloody vindictiveness. The sharp long knife made a sharp force that tore the air, and slashed down fiercely.
Under Fan Ling's strength, there were endless piercing sonic booms in the air.
The huge black ruler violently raised, the blue vindictiveness on it was as thick as a viscous liquid, and finally it was heavily intertwined with the blood knife.
"boom!"
The sound of the golden intersecting sounded in a big spark sputtering. A wave of green and red mixed energy ripples scattered from the intersection of the knife and the ruler, directly cutting the soil where the two people stood. Nearly half a foot.
The mud flies flying all over the sky, receiving the almost numb arms, the face under Xiao Yan's black robe changed slightly, he is indeed a strong fighting spirit, how much power is known to surpass the big fighting master, but why this guy's vindictiveness A sense of vanity
With Xiao Yan’s strength, without using any fighting, even though he could contend with a strong fighting spirit for a few rounds, it would consume a huge amount of fighting energy. Not as tyrannical as Xiao Yan expected.
"This guy is so powerful." With a knife touch, Fan Ling's legs and Xiao Yan fought against each other like lightning, and then slanted down the other side's heavy feet. He stepped back a few steps and felt the faint pain in his legs. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. .
"It's true that my father said that although the blood sect technique is overbearing and weird, and the cultivation progress is quite fast, but it is too dependent on external forces to make it difficult for the body to reach a solid state, and it is always a disadvantage to fight against people, but it is good. At this guy’s level, it’s not difficult to pack it up.” A thought flashed in his mind, but Fan Ling suddenly abandoned the weapon in his hand. With the change in his face, blood quickly emerged on both palms, and the last trace of blood penetrated into the palm. In the blink of an eye, a pair of blood palms that were the same as those in the previous Fan: killing the elder Qing appeared in Fan Ling. On the arm.
"No matter who it is, today, you have no chance to regret it! But in order to thank you for bringing me the good news that the broken map has secrets, I will not let you become a shriveled corpse after you die. !"
Between his palms, the disgusting smell of blood continued to emanate. Fan Ling raised his head and smiled at Xiao Yansen. The soles of his feet landed on the ground, his body turned into a cloud of blood, and he shot away at Xiao Yan, both palms. During the wave, the blood mist almost filled the open space.
"Destroying bones and blood?"
Seeing Fan Lingna's bizarre palms that became blood-like, the two blood elders outside the field couldn't help but stared at each other and said: "I didn't expect the Sect Master to teach these fighting skills. Young Sect Master, that black-robed man can be regarded as hitting the gun by himself."
"Hey, deserve it, just grabbed my blood sect's things, if you change it to me, you will drain all your blood." The elder Han who had lost his combat effectiveness said with a vague smile.
A pair of pitch-black eyes under the black robe stared at the bloody mist that burst out, smelling the diffuse bloody smell, and excellent soul perception, which made Xiao Yan feel the bloody mist clearly. The fierce power of the blood palm.
"Little guy, be careful. With your current strength, you are not yet an opponent of a strong fighting spirit." Yao Lao's reminding voice sounded in Xiao Yan's heart.
"Not always."
With a chuckle, Xiao Yan actually slowly closed his eyes. At the center of the cyclone in his body, at the center of the cyclone, a cyan flame gushing out like a volcano, and finally followed a mysterious route, moving through the body at high speed. Turn around.
"you think?"
With the strange rotation of the cyan flame, Xiao Yan, who was abrupt and closed his eyes, faintly felt a vigorous energy full of violent factors, rapidly seeping out from all parts of his body as the flames revolved!
The blood is overwhelming, and the cold energy in the blood mist is also instantaneous!
However, just as the blood mist wrapped Xiao Yan's body in, the eyes under the black robe suddenly opened, and a cyan flame shot out from the eyes, a powerful aura no weaker than anyone in the field, suddenly Emerging from Xiao Yan's body.
His palms protruded out of the black robe like lightning, cyan flames lingered upward, and a thunderous roar resounded in Xiao Yan's heart, and his palms carried an overwhelmingly hot breath, blasting out the blood mist in front of him heavily.
"The first stage of the Heavenly Fire Three Profound Transformation: Qinglian Transformation!"