Feng Lin looked up at the fireball high up, and Yin Lan had already gotten into it.
The fireball was hovering in mid-air at this moment, spreading continuously.
Not only that, the huge fireball sprayed flames in all directions, falling to the earth like countless meteors.
Boom!
Rumble!
The surrounding buildings were destroyed by the falling fireballs and turned into seas of fire.
At this moment, a strong pressure suddenly came from the sky.
The pressure turned into a circle of ripples, producing a loud noise like thunder.
boom!
After the sound, the fireball in the sky suddenly dispersed, and the middle-aged man inside burst out with blood and fell downwards.
But at this moment, the middle-aged body surface ignited with flames again.
He roared, and the flames around his body turned into a one-horned war horse with wings.
It's as big as a truck and looks majestic.
However, Feng Lin below observed carefully and found that the huge war horses on the periphery of the opponent's body were not substantial changes.
For example, Yu Zhi met the epitaph before.
Her transformation was that her entire body turned into a physical snake.
But this person is more like Qingqiu Yun.
Qingqiu Yun also used similar tricks in the Sun Clan.
She didn't completely turn into a fox, but the shadow of the nine-tailed fox appeared around her body.
"Ouch!"
The one-horned warhorse raised its head and roared. He waved his flame wings as fast as a normal person catching flies in flight.
You can see the trajectory, but you can't capture it.
Brush! Brush!
The one-horned warhorse is so fast that it can only see a string of fire, and it can adjust its direction at any time.
Easily dodged several sword energy swung by Yin Lan.
"Oh! Trouble, I'm so tired. Why do I always meet people like this?"
Yin Lan murmured in despair, "I really want to sleep, I can't even open my eyes."
The one-horned war horse first circled around Yin Lan, and then suddenly turned into light and hit Yin Lan's back.
Yin Lan immediately turned around and had already drawn his long sword.
However, this time he made a blocking action, blocking the long sword in front of him.
A dark shield appeared on the black sword.
Boom!
The one-meter-long horn hit Yin Lan's shield.
Because of this force, a hurricane blew up all around.
Facing the mountainous pressure, Yin Lan kept flying back.
Click!
Suddenly, the one-horned war horse regained its strength, came to Yin Lan's side like lightning, and charged again.
Feng Lin below sighed at the opponent's speed. It seemed that in this state, his movement was comparable to that of Sublimation.
Yin Lan, who was still flying upside down, grabbed the sword tightly and said helplessly: "Trouble! You are so fast, ordinary attacks can't hit you."
"You know now? A lackey of the Yin Yang Crusaders! Die!"
The one-horned war horse roared, and its one-meter-long horn cut through the air and instantly penetrated Yin Lan's body.
"What?"
Feng Lin below saw this scene and was shocked again.
What is going on with Yin Lan? I always have high hopes for him and think he is a powerful master.
But every time he could break Feng Lin's illusions and prove to Feng Lin that he was not that strong.
"With such a thick horn, it feels like all the internal organs have been destroyed by this blow."
Ye Yourong also looked up high and couldn't help but say.
"Hahaha! Brat, you are next! Look at me dressing you up in a string!"
The one-horned war horse laughed and turned into light and struck towards Feng Lin.
"Oh! I'm so tired!"
At this moment, Yin Lan, who was pierced on the horn, made a voice, "You have me nailed to the horn now. No matter how you move, you shouldn't be able to get rid of me, right?"
"Hmph! Are you looking back? Just the way you are now?"
The one-horned warhorse didn't care at all.
"well!"
Yin Lan grabbed the black long sword, the bell on the tail of the sword kept ringing, and the black long sword emitted billowing smoke.
Swish, brush, brush!
Countless black slashes were like a meat grinder, attacking the horned horse's head.
At this moment, Yin Lan is nailed to the horn. No matter how the war horse moves, it will carry Yin Lan with it.
Therefore, this attack is bound to hit.
Buzz!
The black sword energy like a meat grinder slashed in from the horse's head and flew out from the tail in an instant.
boom!
In an instant, the flaming horse disappeared, and the bald middle-aged man inside had blood spurting out from his body.
Falling feebly from the sky to the earth.
This time, he never made any resistance and just fell into the ruins not far from Fenglin.
"Oh! I'm so exhausted."
Yin Lan slowly fell from a high place, and at this moment, a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl appeared in front of him.
He tore open the cloak he was wearing and threw it out, then took out another cloak and put it on to cover the wounds on his body.
"Brother Yin! Are you okay?"
Feng Lin was completely confused, which could make him fight back.
"Oh, it's okay, I'm just a little tired."
Yin Lan hung the black sword on his waist and walked over there.
Feng Lin immediately followed, "You are seriously injured, let me help you stop the bleeding."
"No, I can recover by myself." Yin Lan waved his hand to Feng Lin.
"Recover by yourself? Armed with veins?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"You...hehe, when did you find out?"
Yin Lan asked with a smile.
"I couldn't find it, but Yourong did. As a descendant of the old gods, she should be able to feel the aura of the Yin-Yang Crusaders."
Feng Lin just said it casually.
"Oh, I'm just a mixed-race. Look at me. I don't have the characteristics of the Yin-Yang Crusaders."
Yin Lan smiled and shook his head, then walked towards the middle-aged man who fell on the ground.
The middle-aged man on the ground lost one of his arms and had cuts all over his body.
However, most of the sword energy flew past his right side, cutting off a lot of his body, but he did not die.
"Now you should admit that you are a strange beast, right?"
Yin Lan sat aside and looked at the middle-aged man, "Go on, tell me the situation over there. As long as you tell me, I will let you go. With the recovery ability of the alien beast, you should still be able to survive this injury."
"Hmph! Kill or behead him, you are free! I won't tell the Yin Yang Crusaders anything!"
The middle-aged man had blood in his mouth, but he still sneered, "Just wait, when our army comes, that will be the day your Yin Yang Crusade is destroyed!"
"Alas! Why bother?"
Yin Lan shook his head slightly and placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.
At this moment, Feng Lin stretched out his hand to block Yin Lan's face.
He came to the middle-aged man with a smile, knelt down and asked: "Senior, if you want to come through the crack of the destructive storm at this moment, you will probably escape death, right?"
"Yes! But the cracks are constantly expanding. Soon, our army will..."
"Stop! I'm not talking about what happens next, I'm talking about you. Since you narrowly escaped death, why did you come over there?"
Feng Lin interrupted him and asked with a smile.
"I……"
"Let me guess, you are being hunted by your enemies, right?"
Feng Lin said with a smile, "I think this is the most likely possibility. Who would die if nothing happens? So you may want to get into the cracks and try your luck in order not to be caught by the enemy."
