Seven hundred and thirtieth chapters: the day of the day cutting the ax
The Fulong Ancient Cauldron was sent out by Qianfan, and it rotated several times in the air and landed on the young man's hands. He was held in his hands and looked at it for a few minutes. Sui Kuo smiled, "Okay... It's indeed a rare ancient treasure, it's really worth the price of fifty touchstones."
The young man flipped his hand and was taken into the storage bag by him. He raised his head and looked at Lanfeng and the others, "You are doing a good job. This time I have this ancient tripod on my body, and my combat power has increased by more than 10%. But you have made great contributions to Dongguo Yuxuan, Liu Yulong and others. These are twenty touchstones, please take it."
While speaking, the young man took out a storage bag and threw it at Qianfan. Qianfan took it and saw that there were indeed only twenty touchstones in the bag. He became annoyed and threw the storage bag containing twenty touchstones to the ground.
"Boy, are you fooling me? What I want is fifty touchstones for life-saving purposes, and no one can be missing." Qianfan ignored the young and powerful things and said in a sneer.
Hearing this, the young man laughed instead of angry, "There are already a lot of twenty touchstones. You can go. For the sake of the ancient cauldron, I can not kill you. If you really want so many touchstones, it will not be too late to come again after a few months. Then I will make up for it."
"It can be seen that Ziyan Pavilion is not that touchstone at this time. The pathological woman obviously saw this and deliberately took me here to make things difficult for the other party. She wanted to get the powerful spiritual skills and several sets of ancient martial arts that created the world from the pathological woman. It was indeed not that simple. But it is hard to say that she should also take a try.
At this time, there was no way out. I, Lan Feng, was not a person who was easy to bully. But this young man was obviously a young master of Ziyan Pavilion. His strength was not simple. If I force myself, I might not be able to gain an advantage in him."
Lan Feng was mentally thinking about a countermeasure. At this time, he was sure that the sick woman did it on purpose, which was to make herself embarrassed with the people in Ziyan Pavilion.
"Sick woman, I, Lan, will take the Fulong Ancient Cauldron back as you wish in this matter. If you really don't know the tact, don't blame me for killing people." She snorted coldly in her heart. Lan Feng suppressed such a messy heart in her heart, and raised her head to the young man.
"You really don't seem to want to leave." The young man's aura slowly increased, and his eyes showed a ray of murderous thoughts. In an instant, a layer of horror was covered in the quiet room.
The gray-clothed man glanced at Lanfeng and the others with a little sneer, and withdrew back with tactfulness, leaving the battlefield for him.
"Let's go? Of course, I have to leave, but it's not too late to take away my own things. Ziyan Pavilion, others are afraid of you, I, Lan, may not take it seriously." Lan Feng's big hand was pulled behind him like an angry little hen, and his eyes suddenly turned into a erotic blood red. He stepped out and confronted the young man.
"Things that don't know what you know." The young man's face suddenly became gloomy. He raised his big hand and went towards Lanfeng.
The young man seemed to be slapping at him casually, but Lan Feng felt a huge pressure, and the spiritual energy around him was instantly solidified and could not hide.
"The martial arts practitioners who refine four touchstones are indeed different." Lan Feng was secretly shocked, but he had no intention of avoiding them, and of course he had no intention of confronting them head-on. His intention of luck made him dim.
The young man's palm seemed to be only a line away from Lan Feng's body, but nothing could be seen on his body, but in fact it was an endless void.
This movement has been changed and changed to empty **, Lan Feng learned it from Qingmeng since ancient times. At that time, Gu Qingmeng used this method to Lan Feng in the holy abyss with a celestial and human form. He had to use the ninth-level golden bridge to break it.
The young man frowned when he looked at it. His hand suddenly rotated and turned to grab it. He actually broke through the endless void and grabbed Lanfeng, directly breaking Lanfeng's **.
Lan Feng smiled, as if he knew that the young man could break it lightly and move it in the air. The bloody eyes must have become ashamed, but it quickly faded. The young man grabbed the air with his hands.
The next moment, the room was filled with the phantom of Lan Feng, and the phantom was shaking all over the sky, making it easier for Qianfan to see Lan Feng's figure to float in front of him. At this time, Lan Feng was holding a storage bag in his hand, which was the storage bag on the young man's waist.
"Looking for death." The young man was furious when he looked at it. He tried his best to push back his feet, and his whole body rushed towards Lanfeng like a tiger going down the mountain.
"The reaction is not slow." Lan Feng snorted, and knew that it was impossible to avoid the magic method. He raised his body to the strongest state in his mind, and clamped his big hand into a fist, and then bombarded him forward.
"Boom..." The two of them collided with each other, and there were waves of muffled sounds, and the aftermath swayed the room.
"Crack..." After several rounds and collisions, Lan Feng was shocked and took a few steps back before he stabilized. However, at the same time, he also blocked the young man's killing power.
"It seems that before entering the test pit to find the touchstone refining and absorbing it, it is not advisable to confront these martial artists who have multiple touchstones." During several collisions with young people, Lan Feng said to himself in a mental state.
However, the young man was shocked at this time. You must know that he was the young master of Ziyan Pavilion. In order to enter the test cave, he used a lot of methods to find spiritual medicine and forced the meridians to refine the scriptures and absorbed six touchstones.
He could see at a glance that Lan Feng was just a martial artist with two touchstones, but his body was definitely not as good as himself. In this way, he could conclude that Lan Feng was the king of the extreme realm martial artist, and perhaps even the extreme realm martial artist, which made him uneasy.
Once a martial artist like this is given the opportunity to refine more touchstones, he will be invincible to his peers and will have no opponents.
"This is an opponent. Before he finds more touchstones, he must be killed." The young master of Ziyan Pavilion looked at Lan Feng with a flash of eyes, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"I'll give it back to you." Lan Feng waved his hand and took out the Fulong Ancient Cauldron from his storage bag. Then he swung his hand and threw the other party's storage bag out.
There are also other elixirs and talismans in the storage bag, all of which were prepared by the young master of Ziyan Pavilion in order to step into the test cave. This storage bag was unsuccessful.
In other words, the things stored in the storage bag are not at all lower than the Fulong Ancient Cauldron. It is precisely because of this that the young master of Ziyan Pavilion was so angry just now when Lan Feng used a trick to snatch the storage bag.
At this time, Lan Feng just took out the Fulong Ancient Cauldron from the storage bag and threw the storage bag back. The young master of Ziyan Pavilion immediately focused all his attention on the storage bag and reached out to catch the storage bag that was thrown out.
Lan Fengshun this opportunity, raised his big foot and stepped down. With a "bang", a golden light shone under his feet. The ninth-level golden bridge was swept through the golden light and floated out several times, extending to the top of the pavilion. With a "boom", a big hole was poked out on the roof and stretched out.
"Qianfan, rush up without this bridge." At the same time, Lan Feng stretched out his big hand, pulled Qianfan, who was stunned, and said to him.
"Then what do you do? He is the young master of Ziyan Pavilion, extremely powerful." Qianfan said worriedly.
Lan Feng knocked Qianfan with a big hand, "Your Brother Lan, I am also very powerful. Who can keep me if I want anyone to stay."
Qianfan said "Oh", a little stunned, as if he had known Lan Feng for the first time. Lan Feng patted her with a big hand, "What are you still standing there? Run away quickly."
Lan Feng slapped another shot, and Qian Fan wanted to yell. She didn't like others to always pat her little head, but at this time Lan Feng had already turned around to face the fierce young master of Ziyan Pavilion.
Qianfan was stunned again, knowing that he would only become Lan Feng's baggage after staying. He bit it, and then dedicated it to the golden bridge and ran away desperately.
"You can't leave, so how can Ziyan Pavilion allow you to come whenever you want. If you want to leave, stand up for me." After putting away the storage bag, the young master of Ziyan Pavilion looked back and said gloomy, and instantly Lan Feng snatched over.
Lan Feng looked at it without fear. When the person landed on the bridge, his big hand flipped, and his big hand grabbed the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword out of thin air.
Holding the blood-drinking sword in his hand, Lan Feng couldn't help but feel the killing imitation deep in his heart, laughing to the sky, fighting spirit and fighting with force.
At the same time, Lan Feng opened his mouth and vomited a blood-colored demon fire to the body of the Blood-Ding Crazy Sword, causing the sword edge of the Blood-Ding Crazy Sword to dye a particularly obvious evil red, making the Blood-Ding Crazy Sword invincible.
While the young master of Ziyan Pavilion came to kill him, he took out a "Sun-Slaying Axe", used the "Sun-Slaying Heavenly Spirit Art, and slashed towards Lanfeng.
The Uncrystal Slaying Heaven Spirit Art does not have any green axe light. It is slashed and slashed, but it has the power to slash the sky and destroy the earth.
Lan Feng held the Blood-Drinking Sword in his hand and fell within the range of his axe technique to kill. He suddenly felt a sky falling down and endless pressure fell on his body.
"What a beautiful Axe in the Sky-Slaying Axe." When Lan Feng felt that the fighting spirit in his body was suppressed by the Axe in the Sky-Slaying Axe, he was slightly shocked, and then he was able to move the magical skills in his body against the heavens, eliminating the invisible pressure, and he recovered.
"You can't waste it with it. The power and power of this Weiri Slashing Axe is too great. If you waste it like this, you will definitely be defeated by it." Thinking of this, Lan Feng calmed down and jumped into the air with his feet on the ground. He broke through the power of Weiri Slashing Axe, and instantly landed under the Weiri Slashing Axe, and raised his sword and slashed it horizontally.
"Looking for death." When the young master of Ziyan Pavilion was happy, he stopped brewing the power of the Sky Axe to suppress Lan Feng, and quickly slashed with his backhand.
The moment the two collided, there was a dull sound of "boom". Lan Feng only felt the blood-drinking sword body, and an extremely powerful force surged from the body of the sword. His body broke like a kite with a broken string, falling straight down from mid-air, and hitting the bridge with a "bang". (To be continued...)