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Chapter 402 Harvest!

Chapter 402 Harvest!

"Bang!"

In the blood mist, a pair of blood palms and cyan fire palms clashed with each other, and a wave of terrifying air suddenly spread out from the palms of the two people, so that the two blood sect elders on the side had to change their expressions slightly.

He retreated hastily.

In the blood mist, after the two palms clashed, there was only a moment of silence, and a shrill scream sounded out with a hint of panic: "Fire? Damn it, you actually have a strange fire!?"

"boom!"

Just as the screams ended, another wave of fiery air spread out from the blood mist. Under the rolling of the air wave, the blood mist that surrounded the open space was directly smoked and diluted by the fiery breath.

"Pfft..."

In the gradually fading blood mist, a sound of spraying blood suddenly sounded. Immediately afterwards, a shadow shot out from the blood mist against the ground. After his feet dug a deep mark of nearly ten meters on the ground,

Finally, he hit a tree trunk hard, his shoulders shook, and the tree trunk was broken into two pieces.

With his back against the tree trunk, the figure's calves gave way, and his body fell softly. He supported the ground with his palms, and blood dripped down from the corners of his mouth. His hoarse and rapid breathing sounded like a bellows, whirring non-stop.

.

"Young Sect Master!?" His eyes glanced at the extremely embarrassed figure. The expressions of the two elders of the Blood Sect suddenly changed, and they lost their voices in shock. They never expected that Fan Ling was using the Bone-Transforming Blood Palm, which could be called sinister.

After performing strange fighting skills, he was actually reduced to this miserable state by a man whose strength was only that of a great fighting master.

Shaking and fighting from the ground, Fan Ling lowered his head and glanced at the charred palms. A look of horror could not help but flash across his pale face. He coughed violently a few times, raised his head and glanced at the gradually fading palms.

of blood mist.

As the three people became silent, the open space also fell into a quiet atmosphere. However, just a moment later, the sound of footsteps slowly echoing in the thin blood mist made the three people's expressions completely change.

The footsteps gradually became louder, the blood mist quietly dissipated, and a figure whose whole body was wrapped in cyan flames appeared in the sight of the three people.

Looking at the figure whose whole body was wrapped in green fire, and then feeling the fiery breath that was faintly seeping out, the two Blood Sect elders suddenly felt that the flow of fighting energy in their bodies was slightly blocked, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

, lost his voice and said in shock: "The... thing on him is a strange fire?!"

The blood sect's martial art uses swords to take the opposite direction and specializes in the path of coldness. Therefore, the nature of the fire attribute and the nature of the conflict are mutually reinforcing. Of course, the conflict here is only for ordinary fire attribute fighting spirit. If you encounter similar strange things,

If the flames of heaven and earth are of the same level as fire, it will be like a mouse meeting a cat. This kind of encounter is an absolute suppression without any countervailing power...

In the first rule of the Blood Sect, it is written that if you encounter a strong man with a strange fire, retreat immediately! This shows that the blood sect's skills have been restrained by the strange fire to such a miserable situation, and even,

When fighting against strong men with strange fires, it would be difficult for the blood sect to display their strength at all.

Fortunately, there are not many people with strange fires in this world. Therefore, over the years, people from the Blood Sect have rarely encountered strong people with strange fires. Unfortunately, this time, Fan Ling and others are destined to fall.

Got blood mold...

The green flames surrounding his body diminished a bit, revealing a staggeringly young and delicate face. Looking at the astonished expressions of the three of them, Xiao Yan smiled slightly, but there was a faint chill in his smile.

"Who are you? Why do you want to fight against my Blood Sect? As long as you can retreat, I swear in the name of the Young Master of the Blood Sect that I will never pursue what happened today." Standing up straight, Fan Ling struggled with the two elders.

Gather together and shout.

"Want to drag Fan Qian here?" Xiao Yan's smile was bright but icy, and he revealed Fan Ling's purpose with one sentence.

Hearing this, Fan Ling's face changed slightly, and he stared at the face that was much younger than himself. It was hard for him to imagine how he could have the kind of face that even his father could have at his age.

They are all extremely afraid of the terrifying alien fire and the extraordinary mind.

"Young Sect Master, you go first, I will hold him back! With the Sect Master's strength, he must have also defeated the elder Qing of the Tian She Mansion. As long as he delays his arrival for a little while, we can support him!" That Shang said

Elder Luo, who still had fighting power, held a long sword in his hand. Although his heart was full of fear of the strange fire, at this moment, he was the only one who could still fight with the opponent.

Hearing what Elder Luo said, Fan Ling gritted his teeth and without any hesitation, turned around and ran away, dragging his seriously injured body.

Looking at Fan Ling who turned around and ran without any hesitation, Xiao Yan suddenly smiled, but there was no movement in his body.

Turning around and running for a distance, Fan Ling did not feel the fierce battle behind him. A trace of doubt arose in Fan Ling's heart. However, just as the doubt emerged, a flash of colorful light suddenly flashed out of the corner of his eye.

The colorful lights and shadows that flashed in his sight did not make Fan Ling, who was like a frightened bird at this moment, ignore it. The soles of his feet stuck on the ground and slid out a trace. His forward speed suddenly stopped. His eyes swept around, but he didn't notice.

When he found something, he frowned and was about to continue running away, but a sharp pain came from his chest. Fan Ling slowly lowered his head, but he just happened to see a colorful light and shadow penetrating through the back of his vest.

...

After the colorful light and shadow penetrated his chest, it turned into a small colorful snake less than half a foot long under Fan Ling's eyes. His eyes were fixed on the little snake with a pair of strange snake pupils. Fan Ling was very surprised.

I just can't understand that with my defense power as a strong spirit fighter, I would be penetrated by it like a tofu...

"This time, I'm really going to fall..." The severe pain in his chest made Fan Ling's vision gradually blur. When he was about to collapse, he forcibly turned his head and looked through the gaps in the woods, but he happened to see that

The green flames suddenly bloomed in the open space, as well as the two shrill screams. Under the absolute restraint of the strange fire, it was impossible for the two elders, one slightly injured and the other seriously injured, to survive Xiao Yan's sudden surge in strength.

Survive by hand.

His body hit the ground heavily, and Fan Ling's eyelids slowly drooped. Faintly, he saw a man in black robe walking slowly through the forest, walking towards him...

As the steps moved, the green flames on Xiao Yan's body gradually retracted into his body, and the aura that was comparable to that of a powerful fighting spirit also quietly retracted at this moment.

His footsteps stopped in front of Fan Ling's body. Xiao Yan's breath regained the strength of a great fighting master. His face was a little pale, and he coughed violently a few times. He looked down at the body that had some burns due to excessive strength.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly and whispered: "The power of the Three Heavenly Fire Mysteries Transformation is indeed pretty good, but it's a pity that the damage to the body is not small..."

"I didn't expect that you actually succeeded in giving the first level of the Heavenly Fire Three Mysterious Changes to the seminar, but you are still a little unskilled at the moment. Otherwise, although there will definitely be losses, at least there will not be this kind of change.

Injury." Yao Lao's slightly surprised voice rang in Xiao Yan's heart. It seemed that he was quite satisfied that Xiao Yan was able to figure out how to use the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire within a month.

Surprised.

Xiao Yan nodded slightly, put the sky-swallowing python into his sleeve robe, then lowered his body and took off the ring from Fan Ling's finger. He rummaged around quickly, and after a while, he took out a cold jade box.

come out.

With a somewhat dry mouth, he looked at the horrifyingly valuable cold jade box in his hand. With Xiao Yan's concentration, his heart began to beat fiercely at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, he did not open the cold jade box, but threw it directly into his own ring, and then flipped it through again. After a while, a simple and broken map flashed out.

Spreading out the broken map, those familiar routes and only half of the monster patterns appeared under Xiao Yan's gaze.

"Finally got it..." Holding the broken map tightly, Xiao Yan's face was filled with excitement. He carefully put the map into the ring and let out a long breath.

"Little guy, hurry up and leave. I've noticed the aura of Fan Tong!" Yao Lao's voice sounded urgently just as he put the broken map into the Najie.

His heart suddenly tightened, and Xiao Yan quickly stood up. However, just as he was about to turn around, his body suddenly stopped, he leaned over again, and struck Fan Lingtian's spirit cap hard with his palm. He heard the sound of broken bones.

Only then was he completely relieved, his body turned into a black shadow and rushed into the dense forest.

Nearly ten minutes after Xiao Yan disappeared, a red shadow flashed over the mountain forest. After a moment, his body suddenly seemed to be stiff, and it was nailed to a clearing.

He looked at the corpses in the clearing with an extremely gloomy face. The red shadow flashed down and landed on the clearing. His eyes swept over the bodies of the blood guards, and finally his eyes narrowed and stopped on the other ten robes.

The corpse with the skull embroidered on it made a crunching sound when the fists were clenched.

His eyes swept across the corpses on the ground, but he didn't find what he was looking for. He looked around hurriedly. After a while, the body turned into a blurry red shadow and rushed into the dense forest.

In the dense forest, the red shadow suddenly paused, looking at the corpse on the ground with trembling eyes. Suddenly, his pale face raised his head and let out a vicious roar.

After a long while, the roar gradually subsided. Fan Qi suddenly walked quickly towards Fan Ling's body. There was a lot of blood in his hands, covering Fan Ling's head. As the blood light shone, suddenly, a drop of strange blood appeared.

, slowly seeped out from the back of Fan Ling's head, and finally floated in front of Fan Qian.

His face was filled with cold resentment. Fan Qi waved his hand, and the blood suddenly burst open and turned into a small blood curtain. In the blood curtain, a figure wrapped in green flames emerged vaguely.

It's just that the blood curtain was so thin that even Fan Qi couldn't see the exact appearance of the figure.

"Bang..." The blood curtain lasted for half a minute, and then suddenly burst open.

"Black Skull Tomb...very good..."

Slowly bending down, Fan Qi picked up Fan Ling's body, and then strode out of the dense forest with an indifferent expression. The voice that was so vicious that it sent chills all over his body gradually reverberated.

"No matter who it is, as long as we let this sect find out who did it, they will definitely suffer the pain of cutting their flesh with thousands of knives!"


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