Chapter 320

The whole sky has become a sea of blood fog. Song Fei's figure looms in the blood waves.

Xueming held a white bone sword and followed closely. His tall body was hidden in the bloody fog.

At this moment, the people who saw the battle had made up their minds and thought there was no suspense.

Originally, the curious eyes of the people gradually returned to mediocrity. Fu Jian turned his gloating eyes to LAN Songgu to see if he was as proud as he was at the beginning.

Even ye Qiuyu, who just thought Song Fei might win, sighed gently and shook his head slightly.

"It seems that the next step is not to bet on who loses and who wins, but to win within a few moves." Fu Jian smiled.

Blood butcher smiled and nodded: "the first thing in this little secret place, my blood killing door, was disrespectful."

"Yue Tianyu has great potential. Unfortunately, he met Xueming." an Hao shook his head.

"Eh!" when everyone lost interest in the battle, Chen Tianyi inadvertently saw something different.

"Old man Chen, what's the matter with you?" Fu Jian smiled. "Are you dazzled?"

However, just as Fu Jian's voice fell, in the blue water curtain full of blood fog, a violent flame suddenly burst out. The flame exploded out of thin air like a giant bomb, and the raging flame spread wildly around. The sky originally filled with fog was burst by a burst orange flame in a short breath, A world with only a sea of fire burns out of thin air.

In the orange sea of fire, Song Fei is in the center of the sea of fire. The whole person is surrounded by flames. The turbulent flame power is slowly distributed around him.

On the other side of the sea of fire, Xueming's red eyes showed great consternation. The cold expression disappeared and replaced by a face of disbelief.

After the flame expanded to a range of three meters, it no longer expanded. It still looked very small in the whole blood colored sky.

There is still a bloody ocean outside, but no matter how close the bloody fog approaches, as long as it is close to the edge of the orange flame, it will immediately turn into nothingness and disappear.

But at this moment, no one underestimates the orange flame, because it has been proved to have the power to fight the blood mist.

On Xueming's body, a greater blood color power erupted, especially the air around him seemed to condense into viscous blood, and the blood red was amazing.

Song Fei's flame is still the same, burning slowly around him for three meters. Song Fei's skin has returned to its original healthy color. All the blood color invading his body has been burned into nothingness by the orange flame.

The people watching outside immediately became very surprised from the original dull look. Only Xuetu's originally proud look condensed on his face and looked very embarrassed.

At this time, everyone was attracted by the battle in the water curtain. No one made fun of Xuetu to make him feel better.

These giant doors of yuehuazong suddenly became very silent. They all looked at the raging flames burning in the water curtain. No one thought that the leader of this small sect could break out such a powerful force and disperse the blood fog after being suppressed by the blood ghost.

Only Sima Zhe and Bi yanrou's father and daughter in the middle looked at the scene in the water curtain. As for the silver friars around Sima Zhe, they couldn't see his face, let alone his expression.

After a while, the expressions of the people gradually recovered and slowly restored the lively atmosphere just now.

At this moment, everyone felt that there was a subtle change in the atmosphere of the scene. All this is brought by Song Fei in the water curtain.

However, Chen Tianyi teased LAN Songgu: "old man LAN, your baby granddaughter, it seems that you can't keep it."

"Ha ha." Lan Songgu smiled awkwardly, "I believe the child of Xueming won't be so useless."

As soon as they heard this, old man LAN felt bored and wanted to pull the blood butcher into the water. Xuetu was embarrassed at the moment. Hearing LAN Songgu's words, he immediately glared at him: "old man LAN, victory or defeat is a common thing in the army. It's useless to say."

"Yes, yes." Fu Jian, the old man, who was also the Lord for fear of chaos in the world, quickly shouted, "white old man, young old man, you are all respected elders. You say, if old man LAN is promised to marry his granddaughter, what kind of gift should we take?"

"Well, it's hard to say." on this festive day, seeing many talented young heroes, Bai Lao was also happy, so he joked together, "the blue sect leader is a big sect in Yuehua sect, but he can't be poor."

"Yes, yes." Fu Jian turned to Chen Tianyi. "We'll sum up another day. What heavy gifts should we give? Lan Ling, that girl, I like it very tightly. I can't let her scold our old man for being stingy."

"Old man Fu is right. That's what he should be." Chen Tianyi replied very seriously.

They began to discuss what gifts Lan Ling should give after she got married, but no one went to ask LAN Songgu's opinion. Seeing that they ignored their ridicule, LAN Songgu was so angry that he had the impulse to fight with everyone in the past.

But he also knew that he could not fight so many people alone, so he had to turn his eyes to the water curtain and think fiercely to Song Fei: "boy, if you dare to win, I'll tell you to look good when you come out."

"Good blood fog." although people are still in the blood fog, Song Fei smiled, "unfortunately, your blood fog is mostly filthy. My Zhiyang flame can restrain you."

"Hum, since ancient times, yin and Yang have been balanced. Positive can suppress evil and evil can also suppress positive. How can we restrain it." Xueming was shocked, and the blood fog suddenly centered on him and began to flow into his body. With the influx of blood fog, Xueming's momentum began to soar.

On Xueming's face, he regained his self-confidence and said coldly, "I underestimate you. You are qualified for me to take it seriously."

"So arrogant, it seems that you are the so-called genius player." Song Fei still holds his chest with both hands and said faintly, "but what I like most is to abuse the genius. Don't underestimate the enemy any more, so speak with your real strength."

Xueming is crazy. I didn't expect to meet a more crazy Song Fei.

Song Fei's words and deeds were clearly transmitted to the outside world, which surprised several old men.

LAN Songgu gritted his teeth and said, "arrogant boy, he will only fail."

"I'll take good care of him." Fu Jian smiled and turned to Chen Tianyi. "It's too shabby to send Shuangling ring. You should add another Jiaolin coat."

"Exactly, exactly." Chen Tianyi turned their eyes to one side again.

LAN Songgu looked at Xuetu again and remembered that Xuetu thought he had won his baby granddaughter's first proud face just now. LAN Songgu had to stare at the picture on the water curtain alone.

Although you speak and I speak, they all know that most of their energy is focused on the competition at the moment.

Sima zhe attaches great importance to young talents. A young hero who can confront Xueming with his own efforts and adventures can attract the attention of the high level of Yuehua sect.

The blood fog was absorbed by Xueming, but it didn't wait until the blood fog was absorbed. Xueming's white bone sword turned into a streamer and flew out, stabbing Song Fei's body.

Song Fei smiled faintly. His chest holding hands began to stretch out left and right. The burning flame around him suddenly began to shrink violently. After shrinking to his body, he moved from all over his body to the palms of his hands.

Song Fei's hands immediately closed, and an orange long sword composed of flame grew in the palm of his hands. The flame long sword immediately collided with the white bone flying sword.

The flame sword turned into a flame, and Song Fei's body retreated more than ten meters and stayed in the void behind the fire spirit sword. With one move of Song Fei's hand, the huge fire spirit sword that had stepped on his feet immediately turned into a red streamer, and turned into the original size to fly back to Song Fei's hand.

The white bone sword was cut back by Song Fei's sword, but Song Fei also felt great power from the white bone sword. This power is almost the same as when he cast Zhenyang sword. He is worthy of being a proud genius disciple. He really has to surpass himself in mana.

Because the other party only uses ordinary moves, and he has used spells, which he is better at.

Seeing this scene, Fu Jian and other people watching the good play were deeply sorry. LAN Songgu was relieved. At the same time, he also secretly blamed himself. He was so confused just now. How could he use his granddaughter's willpower.

The white bone sword flew back and was held by Xueming. At this time, most of the surrounding blood fog had been absorbed by Xueming, and the bloody sky returned to a clear color.

Xueming was holding a white bone sword. A bleeding red mana suddenly appeared in the palm of his left hand. At the moment, the mana was as viscous as liquid, and was held in his hand by Xueming, emitting shocking power.

Song Fei's expression is also serious. This is indeed the most powerful opponent so far. The name of the other party also appears in Song Fei's mind. Xueming, the top ten strong candidate in this tianbang.

Xueming grabbed the blood colored sticky ball and smiled grimly, "dare to kill the disciples of our blood killing sect. Today is just a lesson for you. When you go out, you will really taste the taste that life is better than death."

The blood cells with blood color and thick blood came out of Xueming's hands, turned into a blood shadow, and rushed to Song Fei's body in an instant.

Song Fei stared at the blood cells that came in an instant. The blood cells had been condensed by the blood ghost for so long. It was definitely more than a simple attack.

Sure enough, the blood cells didn't attack Song Fei's body and burst open. They turned into blood red liquid blood and poured into Song Fei in the air.