Fire art burns the sky, which is a kind of fire attack in hidden art, and it is also a unique skill that the He family can easily show.

He Zhongjian once used this technique to burn a monk in the late stage of Jiedan to death.

If he hadn't had the absolute trust in this technique, he wouldn't have taken the risk of using it.

Because the He family has an unwritten rule that as long as you use this technique, your opponent must be killed.

Therefore, so far, those who have seen this technique have become dead souls.

But now, He Zhongjian looked at the fire man rushing towards him, and his thinking instantly stopped.

"ah!"

In the flames, Tang Fan deliberately let out a heart-wrenching scream.

In fact, he was not afraid of this fire at all.

But he didn't want to expose too much in front of Aiko Mitsui, so he took out the immortal shield that Wan Chen gave him and put it on his chest.

In this way, a protective film was formed between his body and the flame.

It seems that he is full of fire outside, but the damage is almost zero.

But to outsiders, Tang Fan seemed to be using the severe pain of burning to exchange for the ultimate speed.

At this moment, he flew towards He Zhongjian like a meteor.

From the time he rushed out of the fireball to the appearance in front of He Zhongjian, it seemed like it was just a moment.

"die!"

A burning arm stretched out and suddenly grabbed He Zhongjian's neck.

He Zhongjian opened his eyes blankly. He had long forgotten to resist and seemed to have not woken up from the shock.

"Do you like playing with fire?"

Amid the flames, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Tang Fan's mouth.

His arms trembled, and the flames on his body miraculously burned on He Zhongjian's body.

"ah!"

He Zhongjian was not prepared and could not withstand the burning of flames. He screamed like ghosts and wolves howling.

"This is not my fire..."

He Zhongjian suddenly woke up, but it was too late.

"Bang bang bang..."

A muffled sound came from the flames, and He Zhongjian's body exploded first, followed by his head!

"ah……"

He Zhongjian couldn't figure out what Tang Fan relied on to block the fire technique until the last moment of his life.

"I said I will crush you to ashes!"

Tang Fan looked at the flames gradually extinguished in front of him, and finally only a ball of black and gray was left on the ground.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the ball of ashes immediately floated into the distance and disappeared into the night sky.

"Bing'er, I will definitely avenge you!"

Tang Fan roared to the sky, then turned around and looked at Aiko Mitsui from afar.

"I'm sorry, I'm not dead yet, I've disappointed you!"

Tang Fan grinned, raised his foot and flew towards Aiko Mitsui.

"It's bad, he misunderstood!"

Mitsui Aiko's heart skipped a beat, and she understood something from Tang Fan's gaze.

He must have counted tonight's assassination on his own.

"Don't hurt the lady!"

Masao Zhushan flashed and blocked Mitsui Aiko.

"I will let you all be buried with my Bing'er!"

Tang Fan seemed to have lost his mind at this moment. The moment he flew in, he had already poked out his palm and grabbed Zhushan Masao's neck.

At the same time, Tang Fan's spiritual consciousness moved and his soul separated from Zhushan Masao's brain.

"Bang!"

The moment before death, Masao Zhushan finally recovered himself.

Unfortunately, he became a corpse without even making a scream.

"you……"

Aiko Mitsui's eyes were frightened, and Tang Fan in front of him was red in his eyes. It was so terrible.

Tang Fan kicked Zhushan Masao's body away with one foot, and pinched his fingers. The ice and snow wind wrapped Zhushan Masao's body, and soon swallowed it, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Tang Fan looked up at Aiko Mitsui and grabbed it with his hand. Aiko Mitsui's body flew towards him.

"Only you know my background, and the He family knows hidden skills. So today's game must have been designed by Miss Aizi?"

Tang Fan grabbed Mitsui's beiko's neck. With just one thought, Mitsui's beiko would die.

"Tang Zhuo, you can't kill anyone anymore!"

Monica rushed up immediately, she wanted to pull away Tang Fan's arm.

“Get out of here!”

Tang Fan's arm shook, and Monica was shaken away.

Tang Fan looked into Aiko Mitsui's eyes and said fiercely: "Why do you want to harm me?"

"Not me! Really...not me..."

Aiko Mitsui wanted to shake her head, but her head couldn't turn at all.

"Who else besides you? If I can't buy me, did you think of killing someone to silence me?"

Tang Fan stared at his eyes, as if bleeding was about to flow out of the corners of his eyes.

"hehe……"

Aiko Mitsui suddenly smiled, and she tried hard to keep calm.

"why are you laughing?"

"If you think so, then kill me!"

Aiko Mitsui's eyes were firm and she gave up on resistance.

"Do you want to lie to me to let you go? It's so naive!"

Tang Fan's murderous aura was not weakened at all by Mitsui Aiko's words.

"I think you are a smart person. As long as you think about it for a moment, you should understand that I have no reason to kill you."

"That's not sure, you Sang Ju people are not good things!"

"If I want to kill you, why bother with this?"

Tang Fan's eyes hesitated for a moment, as if a little shaken.

However, he soon recovered and his eyes became even more fierce: "No matter whether it was you or not, if you saw me killing so many people, I would not keep you!"

Tang Fan used his palms to force, Aiko Mitsui's eyes were dissipated, her face was blue and purple, and she seemed to be unable to live long.

"Tang Zhuo, what are you doing!"

Monica rushed up again and shook Tang Fan's arm, but Tang Fan was as stable as Mount Tai.

"I want you to let you know how painful Bing'er was before she died!"

Tang Fan looked sad, tears in his eyes, and a very ferocious expression on his face.

"Killing you can also be considered as winning glory for the country!"

"Young man, let her go!"

A strange fragrance suddenly floated in the night sky.

Then, the sky above Tang Fan's head was covered with a layer of pink, as if it was isolated from the world.

In this pink world, a pink figure suddenly flashed in the Void.

She seemed to fall from the sky and landed directly beside Tang Fan.

She raised her arm wrapped in a pink long coat, stretched out a finger, and pointed it at Tang Fan's chest.

Her fingertips were thin and long, but they led to the storm and formed a powerful vortex.

"You...who are you!"
To be continued...