Chapter 140: Hunt for the gold medal killer

"Hehe, what a strong body..."
The man in the golden robe smiled and looked at Zhou Fan in the distance. Chen Sheng did not pursue him, but his eyes were slightly narrowed. He knew how powerful his fingers were, if this finger fell to the same level. The body is bound to be hit hard, but now...
"Strong power."
Zhou Fan rubbed the blood on his shoulder with the palm of his hand, and smiled immediately, but the smile looked extraordinarily cold!
He has cultivated eight or nine profound arts, and with the second round of cultivation, his physical body can be said to have been greatly improved, not to mention invulnerability, not much difference.
But such a powerful body was still easily injured by the golden-robed man, which is enough to show how powerful the golden-robed man is.
"It seems that I still underestimate you... In that case, I won't give you too many opportunities. I fight against people and always make quick decisions."
The man in the golden robe shrugged, his handprints changed, and he shouted in a low voice, suddenly saying: "Buddha golden body!"
Bang!
As his voice fell, the monstrous golden light swept out of the golden robe man's body, and his body swelled in the golden light, and his skin was glowing with golden luster, like gold cast. , While the light flickered, there was an indescribable sense of domination, and on his skin, there were also strange lines spreading.
In the changing body of the man in the golden robe, the golden light also turned into a giant golden body holding a Zen stick behind him. From a distance, it looked like a glaring King Kong with amazing power.
"Boy, use your strongest technique, otherwise you won't have a chance." The man in the golden robe grinned, and the golden robe shook violently without any wind.
"If that's the case, let's give it a go!" Zhou Fan took a deep breath, his expression was solemn, his fingers were imprinted, and crimson flames gushed out of his body, and it was just an instant that wrapped his whole person.
"Samadhi real fire, real fire protector!"
As the Samadhi real fire enveloped his whole body, Zhou Fan could feel that his strength was also increasing sharply, and he possessed the terrifying power of burning mountains and boiling the sea between his actions.
"What a terrible flame!" Seeing the scarlet flame burning on Zhou Fan, the man in the golden robe looked moved.
From the beginning to the end, he did not value Zhou Fan. Even though Zhou Fan showed good combat effectiveness, he was quite confident in his own strength. He thought that once he used the Buddha's golden body, he would surely defeat Zhou Fan.
But now, the scarlet flame that Zhou Fan sacrificed gave him an aura of throbbing soul. If this scarlet flame was contaminated, he would probably die.
"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, you are only in the early stage of the immortal state, how can you control such a terrible flame!" Although he was frightened, the man in the golden robe was not an ordinary person. After thinking about it, he felt that Zhou Fan was just using something. The spell made him feel palpitations.
Such a powerful flame can bring him such a strong danger, let alone Zhou Fan, whose cultivation base is lower than him?
How could Zhou Fan be safe from exposure to such flames?
"You'll know if you try!" Zhou Fan smiled.
"Try it, when I'm afraid you won't succeed." The man in the golden robe said solemnly.
He stepped on his footsteps, and his figure appeared to Zhou Fan's side like a teleport. At the same time, the angry King Kong behind him raised his Zen stick and slammed down at Zhou Fan angrily.
Facing Zhou Fan at this moment, he directly used his full strength. He knew that if there was a slight difference, he would be killed by Zhou Fan.
"It's a powerful offensive." Zhou Fan frowned. After the golden-robed man cast the golden body of the Buddha, he and the angry King Kong behind him showed signs of fusion.
After the movements were synchronized, the strength of the man in the golden robe increased sharply, and it seemed vaguely to reach the level of being able to reach the strength of true immortals.
However, Zhou Fan was not too worried. He reached out his palm, and the red flames in his palm gathered and slapped towards the soaking man.
Chi Chi...
Under the attack, there was no earth-shattering roar.
Under the burning of the samādhi real fire, the Zen stick in the hands of the angry king vajra bears the brunt, vaporized directly under the terrifying power of the samādhi real fire, and disappeared little by little.
Not only that, even the angry King Kong figure disappeared a little bit.
"Why... how could this happen!" The man in the golden robe looked shocked, his body trembled, and the glaring King Kong was the Buddha's projection from the Buddha's golden body. Even the strong in the realm of real fairyland could not be broken.
But under this crimson flame, you can't stop it for a moment!
If this crimson flame fell on him, it would be a terrifying sight. With his strength, it would be difficult to resist.
He withdrew and retreated violently, already having a retreat heart.
Zhou Fan, who possessed the Crimson Flame Guard, was no longer a target he could hunt.
In other words, this time the action failed!
He is a gold medal killer from Mandala. He has participated in no fewer than a thousand assassination operations, and his success rate has reached a terrifying 100%. He has never missed.
But facing Zhou Fan, he didn't have the confidence to hunt him down.
"I want to go, it's too late." Zhou Fan grinned and flicked his fingers. A crimson flame cut through the air and instantly appeared in front of the man in the golden robe.
"The golden body melts, the sky is broken!"
Facing the scarlet flames, the man in the golden robe did not dare to be indifferent at all, his fingers were sealed like lightning, the golden body melted, forming a golden fist mark in front of him.
The golden fist mark suddenly shook, and then the air burst, blasting toward the red flame like a cannonball.
Chi Chi...
Even if the man in the golden robe tried his best, there was still no egg to use. The golden fist prints began to vaporize before touching the red flame, and disappeared instantly.
However, Crimson Flame did not lose its momentum, still heading towards the man in the golden robe.
"No..." The man in the golden robe yelled in horror as he looked at the crimson flame that was rapidly expanding in his pupils.
However, the crimson flame still blasted on his body, but his body did not vaporize, it seemed that the power of the crimson flame dissipated.
Da da……
Zhou Fan walked slowly towards the man in the golden robe.
"Let's talk." Zhou Fan said in a deep voice.
"Hehe...boy, you are very strong, but you don't want to know any news from me." The man in the golden robe grinned and suppressed the fear in his heart.
He knew that even if he said everything, Zhou Fan would not let him go, and even if Zhou Fan let him go, Mandala would not let him go.
For traitors, the mandala's methods are even more frightening. It is a terrible criminal law that can't survive and die!
"In that case, it's useless to keep you. You should go to hell." Zhou Fan smiled slightly, and put his palm out, and suddenly shook his hand at the man in the golden robe.
The real fire of Samadhi suddenly broke out, and the man in the golden robe burned to ashes in an instant.
"Who wants to kill me?" The man in the golden robe died, Zhou Fan didn't have any happiness, he was worried.
If he can't find the person behind the scenes, he will probably end up in panic and fear.
This group of people is only targeting him. If they attack Yan Shuimo and Wen Ting, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"No matter who you are, I will find you out, so you have to hide it, otherwise it will be boring." Zhou Fan looked at the dark night sky with a strong killing intent in his eyes.