Chapter 254

The sound of toothache breaking was heard. Brother Han Feng's foot was medium and hard, and the bloody scar he kicked directly howled constantly, like a meteor falling to the ground.

The green water long Sky Sword in hand, Han Feng's elder martial brother's body rises the dazzling five element gold power.

The ultimate gold, the martial realm of Yuangang, and the strength of senior brother Han Feng even increased so horribly that he entered the realm of Yuangang directly.

Lu fan is surprised to see elder martial brother Han Feng. He can't believe it.

After brother Han Feng's blood awakened, he was able to improve so much strength.

To see the vigorous strength of his body is not just the cultivation of Yuan Gang.

Elder martial brother Han Feng stood proudly in the field, and Jin's strength spread out and even condensed into a formation under his feet.

Judging from his skill level, he is totally different from the warrior who just entered Yuan Gang.

It's like an old hand who has been in Yuangang for four or five years.

A sword is thrown out, and Jin Zhili directly cuts off several blood killers.

A warrior who can't dodge is cut off by elder martial brother Han Feng on the spot, and his blood splashes out.

"Sky seizing sword, a flash."

The blue water long Sky Sword disappeared suddenly, and the extremely golden power of senior brother Han Feng was also consumed, and then a blood fog appeared.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten martial artists were killed by elder martial brother Han Feng on the spot.

When Lu fan saw this, he immediately called out, "OK."

The blood scar that is kicked to fly finally stumbled to climb up at the moment.

"Take the array, little five, go to the bloody hell array."

Has been standing on the side of the small five, heard the blood scar cry finally started.

In a moment, Lu Fan and Han Feng saw a bloody pattern spreading under their feet.

The blood killers all around immediately came forward, and all kinds of weapons were stained with blood in a moment.

The bloody light makes Han Feng and Lu Fan's vision blurred.

Turning over, Bishui Changtian sword returned to Han Feng's hand again.

"Younger martial brother Lu fan, you stand behind me. How can he fight this way? No city guard has come yet. What do the guards of Donghua city eat? "

At this time, brother Han Feng did not forget to scold the city guard.

Lu Fan also released his own vigorous clothes and scale Dragon Armor, but the little black in his body still didn't wake up.

Lu Fan shouted loudly in his heart, "old nine, old nine out, broken."

"Yes, great master, please give me ten rest," said the Xuangong tower

A little bit of vigorous Qi was released, and the Xuangong tower in Kowloon began its breaking method.

Ten rest time is not long, but it is not short. Immediately, more than a dozen weapons were suddenly killed from the blood fog.

Lu Fan and Han Feng are almost at the same time, two people back-to-back, a move to kill.

"Sky seizing sword technique!"

"sky rushing sword killing."

Two majestic swords scattered the killed blades, but disappeared in the blood fog.

"Cough."

Elder martial brother Han Feng suddenly coughed and wiped his hands on the corner of his mouth, only to find that all he coughed was blood.

"No, junior brother Lu fan, it's poisonous in the fog. Withdraw. "

Elder martial brother Han Feng rushed to the front directly with his sword, but at this moment, the tower of the nine dragon Xuangong in Lu Fan's body shouted: "don't move, master, this array is a psychedelic array. If you take a wrong step, you will have a lot of opportunities."

Lu Fan responded quickly and grabbed brother Han Feng's lapel.

With the palm of his hand, he pulled brother Han Feng back.

"Han Feng, don't rush."

Shouting in a low voice, brother Han Feng suddenly felt a terrible force passing through his face.

This force is bloody red, which is almost indistinguishable in the blood mist.

Elder martial brother Han Feng has cold sweat oozing out of his forehead. He almost got the move.

At this time, the Xuangong tower in Jiulong is finally broken.

Seeing the blood fog around rapidly subsided, the Xuangong tower in Jiulong shouted inside Lu Fan: "yes, great master, hurry up, the array has been broken. But the other side can still make a joint attack. "

Lu Fan's face was cold, and he shouted, "brother Han Feng, go quickly."

Before the words were finished, Lu Fan and Han Feng saw the blood fog, and then they showed the blood killers standing together.

Under the leadership of Xiao Wu, the blood mist on these people directly coagulated together and gathered into a blood cloud.

Clip legs, blood scar hysterical shout: "kill him, kill them."

At the command of little five.

"Blood rain, fall."

The blood cloud surged, and pieces of blood fell from the sky.

When the first drop of blood fell on Lu fan, he felt something wrong.

These bloody waters, with extremely terrible corrosive power, soon, Lu Fan felt that his scale Dragon Armor was going to collapse completely.

Originally, his scales and Dragon Armor were not completely recovered. This time, he was seriously injured again, and Lu Fan suffered internal injuries.

Elder martial brother Han Feng swept out his sword and left the blood on the little five and others.

The scream came, even if they made it by themselves, they could not resist the erosion of blood and water.

Elder martial brother Han Feng was also hurt by the blood rain. As he retreated, elder martial brother Han Feng scolded him.

"Grandsons, Grandpa, I'll fight with you."

The green water long Sky Sword in his hand was waved desperately. The invisible sword spirit killed many people who killed the sect with blood.

Lu Fan also desperately waved a heavy sword to keep the blood from dripping on him.

The heavy sword, like a doorplate, has resisted a lot of blood rain, but when the blood rain falls on the ground, strong white smoke will rise.

White smoke is still a deadly poison.

"Five thunders shake the sky. Gold fire and thunder sword. "

Lu Fan kills with one sword. Several thunders split on the blood cloud, shaking the blood cloud for a while.

Shaking words will definitely throw up a lot of blood rain. The rain will corrode the ground, make the walls potholes, and even make a lot of martial artists in the blood killing gate scrambling.

"Waste, a bunch of waste."

The blood scar is swearing, oneself rushed to come again.

On the ghostly blade, the blue flame, now watered by the blood rain, has turned into a monstrous scarlet.

The blood rain falls on the scar just like ordinary rain, without any effect.

"The flaming sword shakes eight wastelands."

When the knife comes out, it's inflamed.

Like a dragon out to sea, roaring clouds.

The sword of bloody scar's angry hand is so powerful that elder martial brother Han Feng's face changes.

When he bit his tongue, senior brother Han Feng scolded: "do you want to work hard? Who is afraid of you. Madness. "

Said, Han Feng's hair suddenly turned white.

Lu Fan didn't understand what was going on, so he saw elder martial brother Han Feng roaring like a wild animal.

Bishui Changtian sword was directly thrown on the ground by him. Elder martial brother Han Feng is really like a wild animal.

He rushed out in a four legged crawling manner, and his body directly hit the sword dragon that scattered the blood scar, and at the same time, he pressed the blood scar hard on the ground.

One slap, two slaps.

Elder martial brother Han Feng with a crazy roar, two palms fan in blood scar's face, unexpectedly just hit the blood scar's face sunken down.

These two slaps directly let the blood scar "Qingxiu" a lot.

The muscles of elder martial brother Han Feng are like granite. The blood rain in the sky can't hurt him any more.

Seeing elder martial brother Han Feng get angry, it's impossible for Lu fan to stand still.

Allow the blood rain to corrode his body, Lu Fan a sword toward the small five people rushed to the past.

They obviously didn't expect that Lu fan would be able to fight against the bloody rain in such a situation. He was stunned at first and then shouted out, "kill him."

The blood cloud in the air falls like a meteorite and explodes in front of Lu Fan.

The blood and water were hurling wildly. Many of the remaining people killed the martial artists on the spot.

The earth at the foot of Lu fan has been eroded into a terrible pit in the blood.

Lu Fan himself was even more ragged, his flesh and skin were emitting white smoke, but he still stood proudly.

His skin is full of flesh, but he is recovering at a faster speed.

Once again, Lu Fan's recovery ability shows that the Jiulong Xuangong tower in his body is also struggling to recover Lu Fan's body.

Pain.

The pain is incomparable, the pain is penetrating.

Lu fan is gritting his teeth, that is, he is so determined and used to suffering. He can bear the pain. For another warrior, I'm afraid that the pain is enough to kill him.

"Monsters."

Little five forced the cry out of his throat.

It seems that these two words can accurately describe Lu Fan's present performance.

Step by step, Lu Fan goes to the fifth generation.

The little five's pale eyes finally showed a trace of fear, and unconsciously stepped back a few steps.

There was a shrill scream nearby. The blood scar was pulled off by elder martial brother Han Feng.

Elder martial brother Han Feng, with red eyes and crazy look and white hair, is really like a demon.

With the strength of the blood scarred Yuan Gang border warrior, he was defeated and collapsed by elder martial brother Han Feng at the moment.

Desperately want to escape, eyes full of despair.

Elder martial brother Han Feng took the last bite on the neck of the blood scar, biting the blood scar and splashing blood.

Little five cried heartbreaking.

"Brother scar."

Lu Fan raises his heavy sword and directly stops Xiaowu from going to rescue.

"Lu fan, I will die with you," said little five, gnashing his teeth

Shouting like this, little five forced his whole body's blood essence out.

Like him, there are the remaining blood killers.

"Blood essence burst."

Let's have a big drink.

The whole man inflated like a balloon. Lu Fandeng felt the fatal threat, but it was too late to escape.

Seeing that the big explosion is about to submerge him, the shadow of Taoism suddenly flashed behind Xiaowu and others.

Poof. Puff. Puff.

A long sword pierced the little five's forehead directly.

Then, the body of little five shrinks back.

Lu Fan looked intently, and then he saw who was coming.

Black veil, a smile.

Wukong spirit way: "how are you, Mr. Lu fan?"

(I owe you another chapter, and I will make it up. I wish you all a happy mid autumn festival.)