Lan Feng's figure shook, and then disappeared on the spot. The young man in black used the sword light to pierce the air and flew into the air. With a "boom", it penetrated into a small mountain and immediately destroyed the entire mountain.
It fell down.
Smoke and ashes were rising from the barren mountains, and movement surged out in all directions.
"Where are you going, little thief?" The young man in black failed to kill Lan Feng with his sword, so he chased after him with a big step, and with a wave of his hand, several rays of sword light flew away.
Lan Feng was extremely annoyed. He stared at the little old man coldly with bloody eyes. He had an urge to kill. He wanted to rush up to catch the little old man, smash him to the ground, and then walked up and lifted him a few times.
The sword light contained a sense of morality that was above the spirit martial realm, and it easily broke through Lan Feng's defense. He simply did not dare to go up and collide with him, and kill him head-on.
Due to his cultivation of the Heaven-defying Divine Art, Lanfeng is unique in his speed, and his speed is even a few points faster than that of a peak spiritual warrior.
He strode across the air with his big feet, and sword rays continued to fly behind him. There was a roar and explosion in the barren mountain, and gray smoke billowed, and the misty wind flew away on the gray smoke.
Half an hour later, Lan Feng felt a surge of anger deep in his heart. He suddenly stood up, looked back and coldly looked away at the little old man.
At this time, his body was stained red with many sword wounds, all of which were caused by the sword light wielded by the little old man. He suddenly realized that the little old man was extremely fast, especially faster than himself, and he could not escape at all.
Lan Feng didn't know why. In the entire Beimingtian, or in the entire world, including the Great Thousand Worlds, he asked himself that there was no mysterious mental method that could compare with the Heaven-defying Cultivation of Gods.
This can be seen when the two supreme beings who do good deeds and demons fight desperately and end up with neither humans nor ghosts. The mystery of the heaven-defying cultivation of the gods will definitely make countless strong people go crazy and risk their lives.
Therefore, Lan Feng didn't think that the little old man had any mental method that was more terrifying than the Heaven-defying Cultivation Technique, and he was ahead of him in speed, but Lan Feng really couldn't think of a reason other than this.
The little old man's mystery gave Lan Feng a headache, and then he became filled with endless anger. The little old man chased and beat him, which made Lan Feng go crazy and wanted to kill this man regardless of the consequences.
Lanfeng's bloody eyes must have turned bewitchingly red. Countless ghosts and ghosts seemed to be swimming out of his eyes. His whole body was trembling, and a bloody light covered his body like blood.
"Ouch...owow..."
Waves of ghost cries and wolf howls came from the distant ghost hell. The sound was low and low at first, then slowly became louder, and moved closer here little by little.
In the end, the black clouds above Lan Feng's head were seen flying away as if they had been maimed by something, and finally a bloody blood mist emerged. The blood mist gradually turned blood red and turned into a sea of blood.
As soon as the blood sea appeared, Lan Feng roared in the sky, raised his hands to the sky, and the blood pool in his body stretched lazily, stepped out shyly like a girl, and floated peacefully above Lan Feng's head.
"The magic weapon of destiny?"
When the little old man saw this pool of blood, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he opened his mouth to call out, with a solemn look on his face.
Lan Feng looked at him with an indifferent expression, his blood-red eyes revealed a bloodthirsty desire to kill thousands of people, and the blood-evil energy was swarming over the vast deserted mountains.
As for the nonsense the little old man was talking about, Lan Feng couldn't understand a word of it, and he didn't want to listen carefully. All he could think about was killing, killing, beheading the little old man.
Lanfeng's big hand pointed at the blood pool above his head. A sea of blood appeared out of thin air in mid-air. Blood mist surged. A pair of big white-bone hands broke through the sea of blood and grabbed down, towards the little old man.
The little old man snorted coldly, struck a point with his sword, and shot out a white light from his eyebrows and flew into the air. The white light turned into a sword and then into a sword in mid-air, flickering on and off.
"hiss"
The big hand of the white bone grabbed the sword light, and held it tightly. At this moment, the sword light in the big hand of the white bone made a sword force that cut the heaven and the earth, shattered the big hand of the white bone, and stabbed Lanfeng menacingly.
Go down.
Lan Feng's blood eyes narrowed, and he pointed at the sword light in the distance. With his heart moving at will, the blood pool flew out and hit the sword light, but with a "bang" sound, the sword light flew away.
The flames of war between the two spread out in many places. They fought all the way across the sky. Wherever they passed, there were thunderous sword lights and surges of blood, quickly attracting countless people.
They were all looking at the flames of war in the distance in fear, and their hearts were extremely uneasy. What a terrifying existence this was. Standing below, they all felt faintly swallowed up by the flames of war above.
Then they saw the existence of Lan Feng clearly. Lan Feng had caused a lot of trouble in Liberty City these days. His story was widely spread, and some nefarious people even drew pictures of his appearance and sold spiritual stones.
Therefore, now everyone has heard about Lan Feng, even if he wants to be famous, he is said to be a miracle. Now that they recognized Lan Feng's existence, everyone became extremely excited.
"This pervert is willing to dig up a hornet's nest wherever he goes." Below were two people Lan Feng knew, Liu Wenshi and Zheng Qijian, a combination of fat and thin people, who looked extremely wretched.
The little old man's eyes showed a fierce light, and the aura around him continued to rise, reaching a terrifying existence, and even a vague existence above the spiritual martial realm.
The little old man kept fighting with his big hands on his chest, muttering something in his mouth, and the sword light all over his body emerged, condensing into sword light all over his body, filling the entire sky.
Lan Feng's brows showed a hint of panic, but he was instantly occupied by a wave of passion coming from the depths of his heart. He became bloodthirsty and had a strong fighting spirit.
He moved his big hand toward the blood pool, and with the evil aura from Taotian in the blood pool, he floated up into the air.
"Boom boom..."
The clouds of sword light above flew into the sky, falling like snowflakes one after another, hitting the edge of the blood pool, covering the blood pool in the sword rain. The blood pool protected the mist wind, like a little blood light covering the sword rain.
Lan Feng was protected by blood rays all over his body, and the blood pool covered his whole body. However, the sword rays were too powerful, and there were so many of them. Even though he had defense, he was injured by many sword rays. In a moment, his whole body was hit by countless sword rays.
Sword wound.
He realized that he was really crazy. His blood-stained eyes were full of naked murderous intent. The more sword wounds he had on his body, the more intense the desire for wild killing deep in his heart became.
"Ahh..."
"Run, run, little fat boy, you don't want to live and I want to live. Come on, you bastard, your foot stepped on me."
The battle in the mid-air was fierce. The little old man's sword flew into the sky. Wherever it passed, the sword gleamed with gleaming light and the momentum surged to the sky. The people below who were affected were cut into two pieces in an instant.
Pierced in the throat, he fell bloody.
Then everyone ran away like crazy. This was a disaster. They were not watching the battle. They didn't dare to get involved in this level of war, and they couldn't even watch the war up close.
Above the flames of war, several rays of light from outside the sky lit up bit by bit, plundering towards this side. They were attracted by the movements made by Lan Feng and the little old man.
Lights like this appear one after another and fly towards here. They all want to see the root cause, which unscrupulous bastard caused the mistake.
"Lan Feng, accept death." The little old man's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The longer he fought with Lan Feng, the more determined he became to kill Lan Feng.
The rise of Lan Feng undoubtedly made him feel a great threat. This person cannot be left behind and must be killed in the cradle.