Chapter 247: Uneasy, new hatred

Di Fuya heard this and subconsciously hid in the dark to avoid being discovered by the ancestor of the wind.
Who knows, the ancestor Feng sneered as soon as he finished speaking, "I'm really confused, what kind of demon is already under the cliff by me, I'm afraid he's buried in the belly!"
These words almost made Di Fu spit with blood.
This immortal is still complacent?
"The master of the Rakshasa sword ... will only be the old man, hahaha!" The ancestor of the wind held the Rakshasa sword and laughed.
Rakshasa buzzed, as if responding to him.
This made Feng Feng overjoyed, "Did the war spirit accept the old man ?!"
As everyone knows, the Rakshasa sword warrior felt that Di Fuyao was just outside the door, so he screamed to greet his master, and he did nothing wrong with his ancestors.
The ancestor of Feng thought he was accepted by the war spirit as his new master. When he got up and tried to use the Rakshasa sword, he found that he still couldn't use half of his power.
"What a broken knife! Since it is not accepting the old man, why do you make a whistle to make the old man happy?" Feng ancestor screamed angrily.
", that's because its real master is here. How could it accept a messy confession?"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from the door.
The ancestor of the wind was a little hesitated, and then the figure of Di Fuyao came to his eyes.
"You?" Feng Fengzu was surprised when she saw her. "You are not dead yet!"
Although she was easy to look like a slave, but the arrogance and arrogance in those eyes, he would never recognize the wrong person!
It was like that day, on the top of the misty mountain, even if she died, she would not submit to his threat.
Unexpectedly, he sealed her practice with a palm of fire and poison, and took a picture of her on the cliff with a palm, and fell into the Tongtian River, she did not die!
Now, standing in front of him alive!
The wind old ancestor suddenly looked like a ghost, and his face was extremely ugly.
"The wind is immortal, you have taken my Rakshasa knife for so long, and you should have played enough and returned?" Di Fu shaking a kind smile on his face.
But under that smile, a chilling chill flowed.
The wind ancestor shook the Rakshasa sword in his hand, and his wrinkled old face was full of pride, "If you want, you can grab it if you have the ability!"
He sneered, "But the old man remembers that you've hit my Fengjia lore, and the fire is poisonous, have you been killed?"
"Well, I almost forgot to mention this." Di Fuyao's smile was even more kind, and kindness was almost killing him. "Today, I count with you, new hatred!"
It's off.
She shook her figure and went straight!
The agile figure is like a flashy picture, which makes people overwhelmed and can't see her shape at all.
Feng's ancestral pupil narrowed sharply.
So fast!
His wind speed is one of the best in the Bitian continent, but after seeing this strange and agile figure of Emperor Fuyao, he feels like a little witch seeing a big witch.
"Smelly girl, your life was counted that day. Now that you are sent to death, the old man will do you a good job!" Feng ancestor sighed, broke out with one hand, and chopped to the emperor.
Learn from the car before and after the car.
Emperor Fuyao already understood the power of the ancestor's palm. Facing the wind blown from the void, she was in a teleportation, avoiding the fire and poisonous palms.
"Oh, it's a bit interesting." The ancestor of the wind watched her dodge, and the old face smiled fiercely.
Emperor Fuyao, who was clearly on hand, suddenly felt like a soft loach, escaping from the scope of his fierce palm.
Di Fu shook to the side, squinting slightly.
She has been looking for the flaws of the wind ancestor, but this immortal is too old-fashioned and sly, and if you want to make a flaw of a nine-star warrior, it is difficult to be blue.
"Escape? The old man made you nowhere to escape!" Feng ancestor sighed, and suddenly a wave of air burst out in his single palm, the offensive was extremely fierce, and he went straight towards the imperial noodle door.
With just one palm, Di Fuya felt a sense of escape.
This palm is much more powerful than Fenghuo Poison Palm, fierce and powerful.
The palm wind just printed on Di Fuyao's chest.
"Oh!" There was a sudden surge of sweetness in his throat.
The bones of the whole body seemed to be crushed by a large truck, which was extremely painful.
The ancestor of the wind stood in sneer: "Do you think there is only one Fenghuo poison palm in my Fengjia lore? In the palm of this hand, the limbs and bones will be extremely painful. The harder and harder the pain, the more painful the bones will eventually burst! It is like being chopped by the wind! "
Di Fu frowned slightly.
Kamikaze is really powerful, and now her whole body seems to be cracking.
At this time, whether she used it hard or not, she would have pain in the bone marrow.
That being the case, what about the pain!
As long as she can make up for the blood debt and blood of the old man, she doesn't care!
Di Fuyao swallowed the mouthful of Shangyong sweetly.
A slight ironic sneer suddenly evoked on the expressionless face, "The wind is old and immortal. It seems that this is not the case!"
I saw her hands knotted, and strands of fire thread bloomed freely from her palms, like a rose burning with flames, magnificent and strange.
"Sixth-order power?" Feng ancestor's face changed slightly.
I remember in the misty mountains a month ago, this stinky girl only had the fifth-order strength. How could she be promoted to the sixth-order in one month?
"The lighting of the stars is a gift from Lao Tzu!" Di Fuyao suddenly lightened at the lightning speed of Qingyan's nest, "Get up!"
These days, her avatar has been practicing star lighting in space. Now, she has practiced star lighting to the realm of fire and fire, waiting for this moment!
Where the hot wire passed, it seemed to be covered by a huge fire net. The wind ancestor just frowned, and found that the hot wire was fixed on the top of his head at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. , Divided into four, divided into eight, completely covering his position.
He had previously felt that the fire element of this stinky girl was stronger than that of the general fire element division.
Now shrouded in hot wire, he suddenly felt a sense of escape.
This feeling made the wind ancestor inexplicably disturbed.
He hurriedly drew the trick with one hand and wanted to condense the dragon.
Unfortunately, one step later, Di Fuyao could control the fire at any time. As soon as he raised his hand, Di Fuya hummed coldly, followed by the anger pouring out from the line of fire.
The power of the powerful pure fire element is different from the ordinary fire element, that is, one is the shamisen real fire and the other is the fire in the stove, which is not a qualitative level at all.
The fierce winds and waves of fire poured over the ancestor of the wind, making him feel like he was in the sea of ​​hell.
Just then, the ancestor of the wind suddenly heard several subtle sounds from the air.
"There is a hidden weapon!" He gave a cold drink.