Four hundred and ninetieth chapters bloody broken arm
"Supreme martial arts, since you are here, let's stay for me, stay..." Lan Feng looked at it, furious, his body was shocked, and the golden light shone, and the seven seats and the ninth level of the heart refining were penetrated, constantly rotating in the golden light. .x.
"Shit..."
At this moment, the Taotian giant sword burst and turned into nine swords in the air and formed the eight-deserted sword formation, covering the seven heart-refining ninth level.
But after hearing the loud noise of "Boom..." in the sky, the ninth-level golden bridge sucked up countless golden lights into the bridge, causing the ninth-level golden bridge to rise and go in the sky.
Lanfeng fell on the golden bridge, and with a thought, he turned ninety thousand miles away, and he rushed towards the giant hands chasing the golden bridge, and instantly chased the giant hands that were about to dissipate.
"Stay for me..." Lan Feng shouted again, and suddenly the golden light surged on the golden bridge, instantly condensed into a pair of giant golden hands, slapped at Uncle Hu's magic light giant hands.
"Young man, you are too arrogant." An old-fashioned sound came from outside the distant void, falling into Lanfeng's consciousness through the endless void, attacking Lanfeng's mind.
"Hmph." Lan Feng was stunned by the opponent's soul attack. Sui snorted a little blood-colored demon fire in the soul and burned it, instantly burning the opponent's mental attack power. Lan Feng recovered. "Yeah, Immortal Soul?" A light sigh sounded, but Sui became calm again, "It turned out to be the blood-colored demon fire left for you by the old woman who had been dead for thousands of years. However, your Lan family is only sticking a woman, and all men are useless."
"I never solve anything with a dead person." With a thought, the golden light suddenly shone.
"Hmph" a cold snorted, and then the magic smoke that shook immediately fell on his hand disappeared.
"Boom..."
But just in a moment of thought, he was slowed down and was caught by the giant golden hand, which made the magic light of the giant magic light dim a lot.
However, the golden light was shaken and shrank back, instantly sank into the ninth-level golden bridge, and was defeated by the giant magic light hands.
"The real body is coming?" Lan Feng saw the dim light of the magic hands. He felt sensitively. It was the real palm. Can a pair of hands tear open the void and come here? What kind of spiritual technique is this? Lan Feng has never heard of it.
"Young man. You are very good, take me a palm." Uncle Hu's voice was obviously filled with a hint of anger.
While he was talking, the giant magic light hand shook and reappeared at its peak. After a "buzzing..." sound of breaking through the air, he grabbed Lan Feng. "I am afraid of evil demons, why should I fight if I want to fight..." Lan Feng's eyes were on the Golden Bridge, and his body was empty and empty. He broke away from the Golden Bridge and appeared under the giant magic light hand, and did not use any spiritual techniques or magic weapons.
"Die" a soul-stirring sound came, and the magic light giant hand covered Lan Feng.
"Haha...haha..." Lan Feng suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed wildly. He was laughing like Mo Caiyan just now. From this point of view, the two of them have such similar temperaments, but they are destined to be enemies in this life.
After Lan Feng's laughter rang wildly throughout the sky and the earth, his body suddenly turned into a sarcastic bloody color. A blood-colored demon fire covered his whole body.
"Bang" The magic light grabbed Lan Feng's body with a giant hand, and there was a loud noise, crushing Lan Feng.
"Ahh..." However, Sui's giant magic hands were burned by strands of blood-colored demon fire, and a scream came out of the void.
And the magic light giant hand instantly shrank and retreated.
"If you want to leave, stay for me. Even if you are just a pair of hands, I want you to be an old man with broken arms." Lan Feng's body suddenly rose and became big, and the wild body appeared in the air and broke out of the air. He swept his big hand and grabbed the retreating magic hands and tore them off.
"You actually merged the blood-colored demon fire with yourself. You are very good. I am convenient for the Academy's Banduanling Mountain to wait for you. If you have the courage, you should come. I should kill you on Lingshan to avenge me for the broken arm." After the uncle Hu's scream, a hateful voice rang in the air.
"Why do you need to provoke me? When you wait for the Netherworld Ghost Sect, everyone will die, die..." Lan Feng roared to the sky, and his roar was covered with the evil aura of Taotian Blood Ray.
Lan Feng was accompanied by the Blood Ray Demon, and he really slaughtered the gods like a blood demon.
The magic light giant hand torn off by Lan Feng shrank and slid down a quarter of an hour later, and turned into a pair of people's arms.
"It's really a real arm, not a hand condensed by spiritual power." Lan Feng was shocked when he looked at it.
"The martial arts practitioners in the Supreme Realm are really mysterious. It seems that I underestimated them. At this time, we must speed up our progress and enter the Supreme Realm as soon as possible." Lan Feng said to himself.
"Young people, do everything within their power and do not act too quickly." At this time, a figure in the air appeared faintly, and a kind voice came into Lan Feng's ears.
Hearing this, Lan Feng frowned, suddenly remembered something, and smiled and said, "It turns out to be the dean. I think the supreme surnamed Hu is here because of the dean. Lan Feng thanked the dean here."
"You don't have to thank me, it's just that I don't want my academy to be messy." Dean Taoist Tong's words instantly became cold, and he looked like he had a relationship with Lan Feng.
And while he was speaking, the figure of the Taoist boy was lost in the air. However, after he walked away, he used the secret method of transmitting the voice to enter the secret and said, "Master Qingyi is not in the college. You need to be careful in everything. Some people do not take me as the dean seriously. If you really want to kill someone else's mountain gate, I will not be able to do you, even if this mountain gate is in the college."
After all these words were finished, the Taoist boy really left, and he ignored whether Lan Feng listened to him.
Lan Feng was stunned for a moment, but Sui smiled calmly again. He came to the ninth-level golden bridge and walked down from one end of the bridge. Every time he took the next step, the golden bridge would shrink one level. When Lan Feng walked down from mid-air, the ninth-level golden bridge would be closed by him.
When Lan Feng stood on the battlefield, the other disciples of the Nether Ghost Sect who were still alive began to tremble unconsciously and looked at him with a look of horror.
"Go to die for me." Lan Feng glanced at them with bloody eyes and looked at them. His expression became gloomy in an instant. As his big hand swayed, the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword appeared out of thin air in his hands, and turned into countless Blood Drinking Crazy Swords, and slaughtered at the crowd with a whoosh.
"Ahh..." A scream sounded, and the crowd fell to the ground and died. It turned into a dirty blood on the ground and was sucked away by the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword. In an instant, the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword became even more blood-red like a charming and exuding an evil demonic nature.
Lan Feng's big hand swayed in the air and grabbed it. Countless blood-drinking swords swayed, and they gathered and formed a blood-drinking sword, which was held in Lan Feng's hand.
"Haha...haha..." Lan Feng held the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword so much that he controlled the killing thoughts from the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword, and he smiled at the sky. "Nether Ghost Sect, you all have to die, die..."
"Bastard, whoever asked you to kill someone in the academy will give you the right..." Meng Yao shouted, stomped her feet and rushed towards Lanfeng, looking like she was about to throw Lanfeng out.
"This is Fengyuntai." After being disturbed by someone, she came out of the atmosphere of a million corpses and killing people in the wild, Lan Feng snorted unhappily, but then turned his eyes and stared at the only disciple of the Netherworld Ghost Sect who had not been killed. This person was the so-called Qiu Fengruo.
At this time, he was so scared that he knelt on the ground, and could not even speak a word, but was staring at Lan Feng for fear of being staring at him.
"A waste." Lan Feng snorted, grabbing his big hand out of thin air. The autumn wind flew up in the air and landed on Lan Feng's big hand.
"No... don't kill..." Qiu Fengruo was almost scared to faint, feeling that Lan Feng was a white-haired devil at this time.
"Go back and tell the old man named Hu, I will go to Banduanling Mountain and walk up, kill him, and ask him to call some supreme powerhouses to die." Lan Feng spit out one word at a time, "Get out now.")