The Overbearing Aura is Spilling Over

Chapter 98: Plain of Death (7)

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In the plain of death, except for the unshakable behemoth of the Wandu family, other forces are like shooting stars, always coming violently and leaving quickly. Such as Jiuguizhuang, which has stood upright for decades without falling down, is considered old and strong.

It's just that the mottled and mottled exterior walls of Zhuangzi can't live up to its illustrious reputation.

When Zhan Zhan saw the outer wall, he thought this was not Jiuguizhuang, but Yizhuang. "I finally know why there is a ghost word in Jiuguizhuang."

Han Feixie said: "Isn't it because Lan Chun feels like seeing a ghost when he sees Lan Feng?"

Zhan Zhan said: "...that makes sense."

The two were teasing, but they didn't stop half-stepping, and walked in lightly.

Zhu Wan said that Yuan Haofei sent people to attack Jiugui Manor, there should be no falsehood, but why did he not even see a shadow when he walked all the way.

Zhan Zhan whispered: "Did you feel anything?"

Han Feixie said: "Murderous."

Zhan Zhan looked around nervously, "Where?"

Han Feixie frowned. He did feel the murderous aura, but he couldn't feel where it leaked from, or in other words, it permeated the whole Zhuangzi, everywhere

Zhan Zhan followed the corridor to the garden. The flowers and plants in the garden are gorgeous, colorful and full of wonders. He knew that the brothers from the Lan family were Yao Jun, so he wasn't surprised.

Han Feixie suddenly grabbed him and stopped.

Zhan Zhan was taken aback, his eyes flicked from side to side.

In front is a big house with six doors. The door is closed tightly, and the light only shines on the stone steps in front of the house, making the whole house look like a dark world abandoned by light.

Zhan Zhan took half a step back, quietly teased Han Feixie, and asked him if he would leave.

Han Feixie frowned, and suddenly looked to the right.

"Clang..."

Although it was a slight noise like mosquitoes, both Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie could hear it clearly.

There are indeed people here.

The two didn't need to communicate, they turned around and ran out at the same time with a tacit understanding.

There was a sound of breaking wind behind him.

Without even thinking about it, Zhan Zhan turned around and slapped a few palms. Although the ornamental value of the flying flower palm is far greater than the practical value, it still has an undeniable power in large-area defense.

Just like now, with a few palms, he has blocked the opponent's attack route.

At the same time, Han Feixie also made a move.

If it is said that Zhan Zhan is taking the general route of casting nets, then Han Feixie is the focus of salvage. He only flicked his Huoyang finger three times in total, and the three people who rushed out were all flicked out.

Zhan Zhan withdrew his palm, looked at Han Feixie solemnly, and said, "Your credit is mine?"

Han Feixie said: "Ours."

Zhan Zhan was not satisfied.

"Let me shine a little bit." Han Feixie blinked at him.

Zhan Zhan clutched the position of his chest and heart, blinked in a daze, and suddenly hugged his head again.

Han Feixie was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

Zhan Zhan burst into tears, "I can't remember what Sora Aoi and Ran Muto looked like."

"..." The name behind "..." sounds like a woman. He asked gently, "Did you remember it very well?"

Zhan Zhan said: "Are you asking about dynamic or static?"

Han Feixie was at a loss.

The three people lying on the ground were caught off guard and attacked again.

Zhan Zhan took the lead, cutting iron like mud claws. This claw hadn't been practiced at the Sword Intent Conference, so it didn't have a chance to shine. This time is different. After being tempered in the Sword Intent Conference, he has already mastered the essence of claws - scratching, grabbing, and digging!

"Those who trespassed on my Jiugui Manor without permission..."

The sharp and sharp voice fully interpreted Lan Feng's anger, "Trapped in the villa for life, for dogs and ants!"

Zhan Zhan trembled all over. The malice in his words made people involuntarily chill.

The three people who were entangled with Zhan Zhan suddenly jumped away together.

Zhan Zhan was hit on the back, and when he turned his head, he saw Han Feixie's back facing him, his neck was tightly pinched by Lan Feng, and he had no strength to resist!

Zhan Zhan was in a hurry, and rushed up without saying a word, waving his paws.

Lan Feng sneered and said, "Come to die so early, have you reached the Sword Emperor level?" He shrank his arms and used Han Feixie to block Zhan Zhan.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Zhan's move was false, the claw that had already touched the back of Han Feixie's head suddenly changed its course, and instead grabbed Lan Feng's wrist. Lan Feng flipped his wrist, let go of Han Feixie, and grabbed his hand instead.

Zhan Zhan's five fingers fell into his palm, as if grasping on an iron plate, the fingertips were so painful that they almost broke!

Lan Feng avoided Han Feixie's Huoyang finger, narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced behind them, and suddenly moved quickly.

Zhan Zhan only felt a stabbing pain in his shoulder, and his right arm sank like lead, and he couldn't even stand upright, so he knelt down with his knees bent.

Lan Feng kicked him aside, and went to grab Han Feixie again.

Han Feixie's eyes were icy cold, and the whole portrait turned into an iceberg, showing no emotion at all, just constantly attacking. But his Huoyang finger is like a raging fire, every time he shoots it, there will be a gust of hot wind passing through it.

Lan Feng was almost hit twice, and couldn't help being contemptuous. A layer of ink blue like paint appeared on the palm of his right hand, and he grabbed Han Feixie's neck.

Zhan Zhan is half immobile now, but his sense of smell is still there. He smelled a very strange fishy smell, his expression changed slightly and he said: "Be careful, there is poison in your palm!" His judgment is completely based on years of immersion in martial arts novels, and most of those who practice poison kung fu are a little weird Taste, so I said it without thinking.

Lan Feng was shocked when he heard this. You must know that his "Thousand Poison Palm" was created based on the "Thousand Poison Thousand Shadows" of the Wandu family. He never told the second person about the poison in his palm, but Zhan Zhan unexpectedly pointed it out. This made him all the more careful.

He played cautiously, so that Han Feixie's pressure was slightly relieved, and his head was fully activated. Now, he shoulders not only his own life, but also Zhan Zhan's life, and he dare not make mistakes.

Seeing that Lan Feng's patience was gradually losing and his shots were getting heavier and heavier, Han Feixie suddenly had a flash of light in his mind, and suddenly turned around and ran back, shouting as he ran, "Dharma protector! I can't stand it anymore, come out and help."

Lan Feng subconsciously followed him for a few steps as he ran in, and did not consciously slow down until he rushed into the house.

Han Feixie stood in the room, turned to look at Lan Feng, his eyes were full of provocation, as if to say: Do you dare to come in

As soon as Lan Feng entered the Jiugui Manor, he knew that there were many people ambushed in the manor, but he was a little surprised to see Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan. Because in his mind, it shouldn't be them who appeared at this time, but people from the Red Tiger League.

His thoughts coincided with Han Feixie's. Han Feixie saw that the three people ran out and ran in before, and knew that the people who were ambushing here were not interested in drinking, so he came up with a plan to divert trouble. He firmly believed that with the pride of Lan Feng, even if he knew it was a trap, he would definitely step into it, just like when Lan Chun told Zhan Zhan and himself to come to Jiuguizhuang to save him in front of him. For a man like him, there is no better strategy than the simple and crude aggressive method.

Sure enough, Lan Feng smiled slightly, raised his feet and walked in, "The protector you are talking about is Lang Ye or Mou Xing."

Han Feixie retreated all the way, grabbed the teapot on the table, opened the lid, and poured it on Lan Feng, then lifted the table, and smashed it on Lan Feng's head from top to bottom.

Lan Feng raised his fist and struck.

The table fell apart.

Han Feixie took the opportunity to go around and run outside.

Lan Feng's eyes were fixed, but instead of chasing after him, he punched in another direction. He didn't hit the real point with this punch, but crashed towards the corner of the wall with his sword energy. A figure suddenly appeared in the empty corner of the wall, with his hands crossed to block the blow abruptly.

Lan Feng sneered and said, "Hidden and hidden, Lang Ye."

The figure was leaning against the wall, panting slightly, obviously the moment just now made him very uncomfortable. He said: "You are the only one left in Jiugui Manor. You are alone, so why struggle?"

Lan Feng took two steps, looking at him like a cat looking at a mouse, "When you corner me and have no power to fight back, you will be convincing when you say such words."

Lang Ye's face turned cold, and he whistled. Suddenly, more than a dozen people jumped out of the room from all directions.

Han Feixie had already run out of the house. Zhan Zhan was still lying on the ground, looking at him eagerly, his small eyes were as hot as two little suns.

Han Feixie helped him up, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Zhan Zhan said: "The right side can't move."

Han Feixie frowned, "Heavenly Mustard Divine Book" told him that Zhan Zhan was blocked by Lan Feng's sword qi, and he could only slowly resolve it with the sword qi.

After hearing this, Zhan Zhan's eyes lit up and he said, "Can you use Lan Feng's sword energy for your own use?"

Han Feixie admired him a little. At this time, I can still think about taking advantage. He simply picked up Zhan Zhan and planned to go out.

Zhan Zhan said: "Go inside, now is a good time to save Master."

Han Feixie was not very willing. He is not related to Lan Chun, and to save him must be under the condition that the lives of himself and Zhan Zhan are not in danger.

Zhan Zhan whispered: "It's all here..."

Han Feixie sighed, jumped onto the room where the fighting was fierce, stepped on the roof and looked around. He said: "People from the Red Tiger League said that there is only Lanjiu left here, which means that there is no trace of Lanchun. Lanchun should be hidden somewhere."

Zhan Zhan said: "The secret room?"

Looking at the rolling houses, Han Feixie frowned and said, "There are so many houses here, how can I find them?"

As he was speaking, he saw thick smoke rising from the northeast corner.

Don't Zhan Zhan say that he has already run towards the northeast corner.

The smoke rose quickly, and by the time they arrived, they could already see the flames leaping in the house.

Zhan Zhan went all out, anyway, the people from Lanjiu and Chihumeng had seen them, so there was no need to hide their whereabouts at this time, and they simply shouted: "Master! This apprentice is here to save you! Come out quickly, it's over!" There is no such store in this village!"

Han Feixie: "..."

"Master!" Zhan Zhan moved into the room, but unfortunately the smoke was so heavy that his eyes were red and tears flowed.

"Master..."

Han Feixie saw him leaning in, pulled him to the back worryingly, raised his hand and slapped the room! With sword energy in his palm, he suppressed the flames, and immediately, both of them saw a secret door open in the flames.