Chapter 157 The Oriole is behind

Elder Qing's face was cold at this moment. He held a snake-shaped sword in his hand. Every strange rotation of the curved sword arc would slip past the neck of a Blood Sect warrior, then brought out a blood mark and gushing blood. As the blood fell, she drifted lightly, like a mandara sand snake with a strong poison, agile and vicious.

On the road, corpses gradually filled up, most of them were from the Blood Sect, but they were not from the Snake Palace. However, no matter how Elder Qing led the people to kill, the blood Sect warriors rushed out in the dark forest, breaking her thought of rushing into the forest.

With a cold look, a sword pierced through the chest of a Blood Sect warrior. Elder Qing's eyes swept around quickly, and he found that there were only eight people left in the sky snake palace, who were originally nearly twenty powerful men.

The snake sword in her hand thrust out from behind, piercing the throat of a Blood Sect warrior who wanted to sneak attack. His shoulders shook slightly, and a pair of wings condensed from green fighting spirits quickly emerged. His toes stepped on the ground lightly, and Elder Qing's body suddenly rose to the sky. However, just as she was about to turn around and escape, a shadow suddenly flashed past the sky, and then a powerful qi of coldness came down from the sky. As the energy was too strong along the way, a series of sonic booms sounded in the air.

Feeling the powerful energy coming from above, Elder Qing's face changed slightly, raised his palms, and the green light in the palms was magnificent, from top to bottom, wrapping his entire body.

"Bang!"

The powerful energy descended and hit the green light shield on Elder Qing's body. The latter trembled violently. After a moment, he finally couldn't resist the bombardment. With a slight sound, it exploded out of thin air. Elder Qing also made a muffled groan, and his face turned pale and fell a lot.

"Haha, Elder Qing, this sect said that no one can leave today!" In the sky, blood shadows flashed, and the pair of bright red Douqi wings behind Fan Tui, which seemed to be condensed into blood, were particularly eye-catching at this moment.

When the wings swayed, a faint smell of blood also came with the wind.

With a gloomy smile, Fan Deng didn't give Elder Qing a chance to breathe anymore. The blood wings behind him vibrated, and his body suddenly swept down, like a vampire bat seeing prey.

Seeing the pounced on Fan Tui, the pale-faced elder Qing had to grit his teeth and draw his sword to meet him. Because the fighting spirit in his body was running at full speed, the fierce fighting spirit directly caused the space around him to emit subtle fluctuations...

It seems that in order to escape from Fan Tui, a Douhuang-level Douhuang-level, this Qing elder has already put his strength to the limit.

But speaking of it, her defeat was just a matter of time.

The King of Fighting Kings and Fighting Kings, unless the martial arts are as restrained as Xiao Yan, and the martial arts and fighting skills level are far higher than the local level, which is enough to equalize the gap caused by the level, the winner will be destined from the beginning.

Moreover, Fan Tui's speed is equally scary and can be called a ghost. Seeing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This Blood Sect is really full of vampires.

I have to say something different, that is, they suck blood because they need to practice the exercises, not blood instincts.

Furthermore, they do not have the almost immortal, immortal power of vampires.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan had a very urge to buy two kilograms of garlic from the system and throw it at them.

And while Xiao Yan was letting his thoughts go, Elder Qing's pale face became paler.

"Bang!"

He was forced to blow his palm in the air again by Fan Tui. The powerful energy that surged from the contact point of his palm directly made Elder Qing spurt out blood and his body retreated rapidly. Fan Tui even took advantage of your illness to kill you and chased you reluctantly.

When he retreated quickly, Elder Qing suddenly raised his head, his originally beautiful cheeks were covered with ferociousness at this moment. With a swaying jade hand, a cold jade box appeared in his palm and shouted sternly: "Old Guy Fan, if you dare to come over again, I will ask this Yin-Yang Xuanlong Pill to turn into powder on the spot!"

"Dou!" The body that was pounced on the front suddenly nailed. Fan Deng looked at Elder Qing in an yin and said slowly: "If you dare to destroy the Yin-Yang Xuanlong Pill, this sect will destroy your fighting spirit, and then lock you in the Blood Sect and raise it as a pig or dog, and specifically serve my Blood Sect man!"

The calm and unwavering tone of voice was so vicious that it made people feel cold all over.

Thinking of the ending that life is worse than death, even Elder Qing's concentration, he couldn't help but change his color. He couldn't help but tremble even more when holding Han Yu Bo's palm.

Just as Elder Qing was slightly distracted by Fan Tui's vicious words, Fan Tui's body suddenly trembled and disappeared out of thin air.

As soon as Fan Tang's body disappeared, Elder Qing noticed it, and his face changed suddenly. However, before he could retreat, a blurred red shadow appeared in front of him. A palm as red as blood shot out, and finally cut it hard to Elder Qing's arm. Suddenly, a sound of bone shattering sounded out of thin air.

"ah!"

The severe pain from his arm directly made Elder Qing scream in a shrill voice. Before he could take back the cold jade box in his palm, he was taken away like lightning by Fan Tui, and then he laughed wildly and retreated anxiously.

When he retreated, Fan Deng quickly opened the cold jade box, and suddenly, a golden light shot out!

Seeing this, the pride and ecstasy on his face became more and more intense. He immediately closed the lid, threw it at Fan Ling below, and shouted loudly: "Ling'er, take it away first!

Blood Guard of Blood Sect escorts the young master back to the city of Twilight! This is the sect to stop here!"

Hearing the shout, Fan Ling quickly jumped, grabbed the Han Yu Box in his hand, and quickly stuffed it into the ring. With a wave of his hand, dozens of blood guards suddenly escaped from the battle circle. The group, led by Fan Ling, turned around and rushed towards the south.

"Ah! Old Fan, I won't let you live a life today!" The most important thing was taken away. Elder Qing's cheeks turned blue, and he screamed loudly to the sky. The terrifying Dou Qi, which was nearly two or three times stronger than before, surged out of his body. As the Dou Qi surged, some blood actually overflowed under the skin of Elder Qing.

His eyes were staring at Fan Tang, who was frowning slightly opposite, and Elder Qing disheveled his hair, holding the snake sword tightly, his wings vibrated, and his body turned into a stream of light, causing a sharp sound of sound explosions all over the sky, attacking Fan Tang.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan turned into a black shadow and fell silently behind Fan Ling again.

A group of bloody figures whizzed through the mountains and forests like a raging flood. The rich smell of blood directly made some low-level monsters who were going out for food dare not come forward, and had to look at the group of people rushing past not far away with fearful eyes.

Xiao Yan hung a hundred meters behind the Blood Sect team slowly, as if he was strolling in the garden, without any rush.

In an open space in the forest, Fan Ling waved his hand to stop the team's speed, looked at the blood guard in front of him with a gloomy face and said coldly: "Is there any movement ahead?"

"The young master, there are traces of human figures in the mountain path facing us. After investigation, it seems that he is from the Black Skull tomb." The blood guard knelt on one knee and reported respectfully.

"Black Skull Tomb?" Hearing this, Fan Ling's face changed slightly and said, "We were also intercepted? How did they know our whereabouts?"

"Young Sect Master, looking at their appearance, it doesn't seem like they are ambushing us, but instead they seem like they are looking for remote mountain paths and taking shortcuts to rush back to Skeleton City quietly..." The experienced Blood Guard hesitated slightly and said.

"Oh? Hey, I bought the ground-level fighting skills and looked for a remote path to rush back to Skeleton City. This is really in line with the temperament of those guys..."

With his eyes narrowed slightly, he remembered the body fighting skills of "Three Thousand Thunders" that he had coveted, Fan Ling's heart felt an uncontrollable heat. His eyes swept around and suddenly asked, "How many of them are there?"

"It's exactly ten people."

"That guy in the gray skull is also among them?" Fan Ling asked immediately. The gray skull in his mouth was the middle-aged man in gray robe who competed with him for "Three Thousand Thunders" at the auction yesterday.

"Yes, according to the judgment of his subordinates, the other party should have two fighting spirit powerhouses and great fighting masters, while the others are at the fighting master level." The Blood Guard said in a deep voice.

"Douling and Da Doushi are two of them..."

Fan Ling murmured softly in her mouth. After a long time, a hint of greed and grinning flashed through her slightly narrowed pupils. She waved her hand and said coldly: "Start up and catch up with the Black Skull Tomb, the people who had no intention of making up for them, but they wanted to walk such a mountain path by themselves. That's no wonder that I was so mean."

"Young Sect Master, the Sect Master said that our most important task at this moment is to escort the Yin-Yang Xuanlong Pill back to the Mucheng first. If there are branches and branches, it may be very unfavorable to us."

Seeing that Fan Ling was planning to rob the man from the Black Skeleton tomb, the old man who had been following him couldn't help but hurriedly dissuaded him.

"Elder Luo, don't worry, the other party is far inferior to us in terms of numbers and overall strength. For a roll of ground-level fighting skills, we deserve this risk." Fan Ling waved his hand and said lightly.

"This..." Hearing this, Elder Luo hesitated for a moment, looked at another old man beside him, and then looked at Fan Ling with a firm face for a while, and had to nod helplessly.

"At that time, please both elders will hold back the other fighting spirit powerhouse. I will lead the Blood Guard to deal with other people from the Black Skeleton Tombs. This time, like the people who surrounded the Tianshe Mansion before, you must not miss half of the person!" Fan Ling said coldly, killing and calming, but he can only be considered a person, and he cannot be said to be a fool.

But unfortunately, he met Xiao Yan.

There is no chance of winning against Douhuang.

As Fan Ling's voice fell, the blood guards all nodded silently, without making any other strange noises.

Nodding, Fan Ling waved his hand and took the lead in rushing into the forest.

After more than ten minutes, when Xiao Yan smelled a bloody smell coming with the wind, he slowly stepped in.

At this time, in an open space just a few dozen meters away, dozens of bloody guards were surrounding them in a circle, surrounding several people with black skulls embroidered on their robes. However, looking at the situation in front of them, the outcome was almost decided.

Except for the two Douling Spirits, the rest of the people in the Black Skeleton Tomb have been killed by random knives.

"It's not enough to be beaten!" Xiao Yan sighed. The name of the black skull tomb was scary, but it was useless to do it with real swords and guns.

After a few more breaths, the powerful Douling Spirit Man named Moorhan from the Black Skull Tomb had exhausted his fighting spirit and his blood was dried up. Then Fan Ling, who had a ferocious look on his face, cut off his head.

The tip of the knife was gently lifted up the ring on Moorhan's finger. Fan Ling hurriedly flipped it. After a while, an unconcealable ecstasy surged on his face. His palm shook, and a roll of ancient silver scroll appeared in his hand.

"Haha, "Three Thousand Thunders", Damn it, it finally fell into my hands. After I got to the meeting, even the strong man of the Dou King would not do anything to me? Haha!" Holding the scroll tightly, Fan Ling couldn't help laughing wildly.

Just as Fan Ling lost his composure and laughed wildly, a suction force suddenly appeared out of thin air. The silver scroll flew out instantly and finally fell into a white and slender palm.

"The Three Thousand Thunders Moves" requires absorbing a trace of the power of heavenly thunder into the body before it can be practiced.

However, the power of heavenly thunder is great and extremely strong, and it conflicts with the Yin and Cold Practice attributes of the Blood Sect.

Therefore, it is not suitable for Young Master Fan Ling to rest.

I would like to advise Master Fan here: If you don’t want to go astray and die, don’t think about this fighting technique.”

From the silver scroll to the hand, and then to being snatched away, it was just a flash of lightning. Therefore, when Xiao Yan's voice sounded,

Ling finally came back to his senses from the sudden change, his face suddenly became gloomy, he slowly looked up and looked at the man in the black robe on the trunk of the tree. After seeing the familiar dress he had seen at the auction, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then said coldly: "It's you?"

"Sold the scroll and leave your entire body." The long sword in his hand pointed at Xiao Yan as beautiful as blood. In Fan Ling's gloomy words, there was a cold murderous intent that burst out.

Xiao Yan shook his head: "Didn't I just say it, Young Master Fan?

"Three Thousand Thunders" conflicts with your martial arts attributes, and you force yourself to practice, but you can only seek death.

Why are you so unscrupulous?”

"Blood Guard, kill..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard only thunder thunder, like a bolt from the blue!

No, that was Xiao Yan, the force that blasted out in an instant!

Twenty-four solar terms shocking the gods - summer solstice!

This finger is used to attract the thunderstorm in the summer solstice.

The sky is full of force, like the summer thunderstorm, dark clouds cover the sun, heavy rain pours, and lightning and thunder!

The so-called June day, the child's face, and in the summer thunderstorm season, the sky is often clear in the previous second, and the next second it is soaked into a chicken.

However, being soaked in the thunderstorm, at best, was soaked all over and was a little embarrassed, but his life was worry-free.

But at this moment, Xiao Yan's shocking fingers were hit by the sky, and those who were weak, such as those blood guards, became minced meat all over the ground, and those who were stronger were instantly beaten into sieves.
Chapter completed!