Seven hundred and thirtieth eight chapters to kill
The sick woman made herself so carelessly that she offended the people in Ziyan Pavilion was nothing more than making herself a life-and-death enemy with them, and never ended in death. ~~
Seeing Lanfeng responding so generously, the sick girl was stunned. She never thought that Lanfeng was so cruel and fearless, and just a set of spiritual techniques was to fight against a giant like Ziyan Pavilion.
She was originally planning to take out other killer moves, which made Lan Feng voluntarily take the bait, but it seemed redundant at this time.
"It's so good, so I won't say much. I want Ziyan Pavilion to be destroyed on this fairy road, and no one can survive." The invisible pathological woman's aura became weaker, but thinking that Ziyan Pavilion was killed one by one.
She laughed loudly when she killed her, which showed that her hatred for Ziyan Pavilion had reached a terrible level.
After laughing for a long time, the sick woman stopped. At this time, she looked sentimental and gently took Qianfan into her arms. When her little hand touched Qianfan's little head, shed tears of pain silently.
"Sister... what's wrong with you? Isn't Qianfan obedient? Why are you crying again..." Qianfan called softly, and his heart also became sad.
The sick woman was just shaking her head, looking reluctantly on her face. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Lan Feng, and said with a serious face, "I need you to protect Qianfan and break through the golden test cave, I
I can give you all the touchstones on my body."
Lan Feng looked at the pathological girl with confusion. He really didn't believe that there was a touchstone on the pathological girl, but he was willing to let his sister collapse in the downtown every day.
However, Lan Feng didn't ask questions in a sensible way, just nodded. He just protected Qianfan and walked through the golden test cave, just let him follow him. It was no big deal. For this cute and pure Qianfan, Lan Feng
It's very fond of it.
"Qianfan, if your sister is gone one day, you must live strongly, do you know? Just like in the past few years, I threw you into the Snowland Mystery City and broke into the test gold cave alone...
"The pathological woman said softly as if she had explained the funeral.
Lan Feng Huan Qianxue and the other two fell quietly aside. They looked at each other, and their eyes were full of confusion, but they did not talk together at this time.
"They are here. The dog and the woman escaped here..."
"Where is this Donglai Inn? Very good..."
"Everyone acted faster. Killing them was because they snatched the young master's magic weapon. No one could be let go."
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In the quiet room, accompanied by the whispers of Qianfan and two sisters, rude voices suddenly came from outside.
Then one by one, one by one, or the sound of footsteps came from a distance, "Boom..." Suddenly, the door or window of the sick woman was broken, and more than ten martial artists entered one after another, causing Lan Feng and four others.
Fence it up.
"Boy, you are very good. You are still hiding a sweetheart in the golden house, but after today, these girls will all sleep with us."
A big man among the dozen martial arts practitioners glanced at Huan Qianxue and the ladies. When his eyes fell on Lan Feng, he shouted in his voice, extremely happy.
"Boy, you are very brave. You dare to steal the treasure of our young master of Ziyan Pavilion. You have to worry about your life. Today I will let you go to hell." Another martial artist carried a bloody battle knife, and it was yin and yin.
He smiled badly.
But saying that's it, but more than ten martial artists knew that Lan Feng was powerful, but they didn't dare to rush over, as if they were waiting for some big shot to come and then kill them together.
The evil spirit that was gradually dissipating in Lanfeng appeared and once again, his eyes became more charming and bloody. His bloody eyes swept coldly over the body of more than ten martial artists, and said coldly, "It's just a bunch of waste, since you are
If I come to die, I will send you to the Western Paradise, so that I will not have to lie in Ziyan Pavilion.”
The sick woman's lips cleaves and a smile appears. Although she looks sick, she smiles so beautifully and radiantly, comparing the sky with a sick beauty.
Suddenly, the sick woman's sick body shook and appeared in front of Lan Feng. Her slender hands trembled slightly, but she grabbed Lan Feng's collar tightly, "You promised me, you must do it."
, The descendants of the Beiming Heavenly Lord have always had a word, and now I will give you the touchstone."
"Haha..." As soon as the words fell, the sick woman let go of Lan Feng and stood in the room and smiled. She smiled so wildly, and her injuries kept waving bright red blood from her mouth.
But the sick woman was unwilling to give up and was still smiling wildly, smiling wildly, smiling without fear, and bent over her smile.
"Lan Feng, you've watched it. This is the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Wind and Thunder Fist..."
With this sentence coming out, the ill woman suddenly surging lightning all over her body, and the mines in the world moved. When her slender jade hand clenched into a fist, she moved to the air, and all the lightning lights around her body condensed into a lightning fist and slammed into all directions.
past.
"No, everyone retreat quickly, don't fight this crazy woman." Among the dozen martial arts practitioners who were sieging up, the great man's martial arts practitioner secretly shouted "No," and flew back in the air.
His martial artist was shocked by the thunder power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. He dared not stay anymore. Before the Chinese could finish his speech, he flew out.
"Can you retreat? You can't escape..." The sick woman laughed even more wildly, her small fists were constantly waving, and the lightning fists became more and more.
In the end, countless thunder fists flew around the sky, and a gathering formed nine thunder dragons, roaring in the sky and biting in the air.
A few steps away from the dozen martial arts cultivators, they were torn into pieces by nine thunder dragon-shaped dragon-shaped pieces formed by countless thunder fists, and no one could escape.
Lan Feng frowned, his eyes full of shock. He had already highly regarded the "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Wind and Thunder Fist", but at this time it seemed that he was still underestimating the other party.
"The pathological woman used the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Wind and Thunder Fist this time, and even herself could not escape. No wonder this woman didn't take herself seriously at the beginning." Lan Feng was very uneasy and his heart was in a mess.
"Sister...Sister..." Suddenly, Qianfan's heart-wrenching screams sounded in the room. When Lan Feng raised his head and looked at him, he saw that the sickly girl's delicate body swayed and fell down slowly.
Qianfan rushed over, hugged the sick girl tightly and called her. The sick girl's face was pale and without a trace of blood. Her mouth was constantly spitting blood, and her delicate body was hanging down and she couldn't lift it up.
However, her bloody mouth kept laughing, smiling at Qianfan, trying hard to lift her little hand to touch Qianfan's little face, but she was too injured and couldn't lift anything.
Qianfan's tears could no longer help but drip, and his little hand grabbed his sister's hand and touched his little face, calling out "Sister...Sister..."
"Sister Qianfan is too selfish. I'm sorry for you in this life. I hope that in the next life... we... become sisters again, let's take good care of you... don't cry anymore... don't cry... I won't look good if I cry...
…” The ill-dead girl Duan Jiji's words came out. Judging from her appearance, she couldn't even speak a few words, but she was desperately trying to speak.
"Lan...feng..." Finally, the sick woman called Lan Feng's name and tried hard to look back at Lan Feng.
"Lan Feng..." Seeing that Lan Feng was still stunned, Huan Qianxue pulled him over, and the two of them stood in front of the sick woman.
After looking at Lanfeng, the sick woman smiled again, then tried hard to reach out her hand, but she wanted to grab Lanfeng's big hand, but she couldn't reach it. In the end, Huan Qianxue pulled Lanfeng's hand and forced it over.
After grabbing Lan Feng's hand, the sick girl pulled Qianfan's little hand and put it on Lan Feng's hand. Then she said, "Lan...feng...you answer..."
Before he finished speaking, the sick woman's body trembled and then fell down. Her beautiful eyes slowly closed and could not be opened again.
"Sister...Sister..." Qianfan held the dead sick woman and shouted heart-wrenchingly. As soon as she roared, her tears rolled down.
In the bloody evil spirits in the room, tears covered with silk wounds, and cries floated out of the bloody battlefield.
Lan Fenghuan Qianxue stood aside in a daze, and they felt that their mood became extremely heavy and could not even take steps.
At this moment, all the bad things about the sick woman dissipated deep in Lanfeng's heart and disappeared without a trace. This was a strong woman.
What's wrong with her just for her sister? Lan Feng felt extremely uncomfortable inside and wanted to kill someone, and he was bloody.
"Shit..."
The dead sick woman suddenly heard a scattered sound from her body, and then she saw her dead body fading like a naked eye, disappearing from Qianfan's arms, and dozens of touchstones appeared in the air.
The sick girl seemed to have thought about these things before, but she didn't know what spiritual skills she used. After she died, her body would disappear by itself without anyone else's refining, revealing the touchstone she had refined.
"Sister..." Qianfan ignored the touchstones. When the sick woman's dead body disappeared, he knelt on the ground and yelled.
"What's going on? What's going on? The people from Ziyan Pavilion are chasing us..."
"I heard that a madman was fighting with Ziyan Pavilion and snatched their young master's treasure and ran here."
"What suddenly became quiet here?"
...
The martial artists who stayed at Donglai Inn came and walked slowly towards the place. They talked about everything.
At this moment, a few lights flashed out of the void not far away and flew towards this side. A few people came out of the inn, including the young master of Ziyan Pavilion.
These people were obviously the people who had just arrived and the dozen martial artists were waiting for, but before the few people arrived, they had been killed and Qingguang.
Lan Feng, who had been standing beside him, suddenly shook his body, and he looked back with bloody eyes through the room and looked out the window.
"Several waste." Seeing that it was the young master of Ziyan Pavilion and others, Lan Feng's face instantly burst out with murderous intent. (To be continued...)