Chapter 254: Frenzy

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A bitter cracking sound sounded, Brother Han Feng's foot was medium and ruthless, the blood scar directly kicked wailed continuously, like a falling meteor, hitting the ground.
With Bishui Changtianjian in hand, Brother Han Feng's body raised the dazzling power of the five elements.
The ultimate gold, Yuan Gang Wujing, Brother Han Feng's strength has been so horrified that he entered Yuan Gang directly.
Lu Fan looked at Brother Han Feng in surprise, and he couldn't believe it.
After the awakening of Brother Han Feng's blood, he was able to improve so much strength.
Judging by the vigorous strength of his body, it is by no means a cultivation practice that has just entered the Yuangang realm.
Brother Han Feng stood proudly in the field, and the power of Jin spread out, even forming a formation at his feet.
Judging by the proficiency of his movements, it is completely unlike the warrior who has just entered Yuangang Realm.
It looks like a veteran who has stayed in Yuan Gang for four or five years.
With a sword thrown away, Jin Zhili directly cut off several blood-slaughter martial artists who rushed over.
A warrior who could not dodge, was cut off by Brother Han Feng on the spot, and blood spattered out.
"Awesome swordsmanship, a flash."
In his hand, the Bishui Changtianjian suddenly disappeared, and the power of the golden body on Brother Han Feng was also consumed, and then a blood mist appeared.
In a blink of an eye, more than ten martial artists were killed on the spot by Brother Han Feng.
Lu Fan saw this scene and immediately shouted, "Okay."
The blood scar that had been kicked finally finally staggered up.
"Take the battle, Xiaowu, go to the sea and form the squad."
Xiaowu, who had been standing by and watching, finally started to hear the cry of blood scars.
The pale eyes radiated light, and in an instant, Lu Fan and Han Feng saw a texture spreading under their feet.
The blood-staining warriors around him immediately stepped forward, and the various swords were stained with blood in an instant.
The light that permeated people blurred the sight of Han Feng and Lu Fan.
Turning over, Bishui Changtianjian returned to Brother Han Feng again.
"Brother Lu Fan, you stand behind me. How did his fairy board die like this? No city guards came yet. The city guards of Donghua City do what they eat."
At this time, Brother Han Feng did not forget to scold City Guards.
Lu Fan also released his gang clothes and scaled dragon armor, but the little black in the body still did not wake up.
Lu Fan shouted in the heart of the Kowloon Xuan Gong Tower loudly in his heart: "Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu came out and broke through."
Jiulong Xuanong Tower in Jiulong said: "Yes, great master, please give me ten breaths."
Wisps of subtle gas were released, and the Jiulong Xuanong Pagoda started its means of breaking up.
Ten-breath time is not long, but short is not short. Immediately, dozens of soldier blades suddenly killed from the blood mist.
Lu Fan and Han Feng shot almost at the same time, and the two shot back to back.
"Awesome swordsmanship!"
"To kill the sword in the sky."
Two majestic sword energies disperse the murdered blade, but after disappearing into the blood mist, they disappear without a trace.
"Cough."
Brother Han Feng suddenly coughed, palms in the corner of his mouth, only to find that all he coughed out was blood.
"No, Brother Lu Fan, poisonous in the mist. Withdraw."
Brother Han Feng directly raised his sword and rushed towards the front, but at this time, the Jiulong Xuangong Tower inside Lu Fan shouted: "Don't move, master, this formation is a psychedelic formation. If you take the wrong step, you are There are many killings. "
Lu Fan responded quickly and grabbed Brother Han Feng's shirt.
With palms in hand, Brother Han Feng was dragged back.
"Brother Han Feng, don't rush."
Shouting in a low voice, Brother Han Feng suddenly felt a terrible force passing through his cheeks.
This force was blood red, and it was almost indistinguishable in the blood mist.
Brother Han Feng had cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and he almost made a move.
At this time, the Kowloon Xuanong Tower finally completed the breakout.
I saw that the blood mist around him quickly subsided, and the Jiulong Xuanong Tower shouted inside Lu Fan: "It's done, great master, hurry and run, the formation has been broken. But the other party can still make a joint attack."
Lu Fan looked stern, shouting loudly: "Brother Han Feng, go away."
Before the words were shouted, Lu Fan and Han Feng saw the blood mist and presented the blood-slaught gate warriors who stood together in the direction of the attack of the eight parties.
Under the leadership of Xiaowu, the blood mist of these people directly condensed together and gathered into a blood cloud.
With his legs in between, the blood scarred hysterically shouted: "Kill him, kill them."
Xiaowu ordered.
"Blood rain, fall."
Blood clouds churned, and pieces of blood fell from the sky.
When the first drop of blood fell on Lu Fan's body, he felt wrong.
These blood waters, with extremely terrible corrosive power, Lu Fan felt that his scaled dragon armor would collapse completely.
Originally, his scaled dragon armor did not recover completely. This time, he was hit hard again, and all of his landings suffered internal injuries.
Brother Han Feng swept it out with a sword, and threw the blood into the body of Xiaowu and others.
The screams came, even if they were made by themselves, they could not stop the erosion of blood.
Brother Han Feng was also dripped out of a corrosive wound by blood rain, and while retreating, Brother Han Feng shouted and yelled.
"Grandchildren, Grandpa, I fight with you."
In his hand, the clear sword of the long water sword waved desperately, and the invisible sword gas killed many warriors who killed the blood.
Lu Fan also desperately brandished his epee to prevent blood from dripping onto his body.
The heavy sword like a door plate resisted a lot of blood rain, but after these blood rain fell on the ground, it would rise up a strong white smoke.
Among the white smoke is still the highly poisonous blood that seals the throat.
"Wu Lei Zhen Tian Ju. Jin Huo Shuang Lei Jian."
Lu Fan killed with a sword, and several thunders slashed on the blood cloud, shaking the blood cloud.
Zhen Zi decided to throw up a lot of blood rain, the rain will corrode the ground, make the walls pitted, and even make the martial arts of blood killing the gate.
"Waste, it's a bunch of waste."
The blood scar scolded and rushed over again.
On the ghost knife, the blue flame, now under the watering of the blood rain, turned into a scarlet scarlet.
Blood rain falls on the body of the scar like ordinary rain, and has no effect.
"Flame sword, the sword is shocking."
The knife came out and the inflammation started.
Like a dragon going out to sea, roaring sky.
The blood scarred sword with anger, so powerful that even Brother Han Feng changed his face.
After biting his own tongue, Brother Han Feng scolded: "I want to desperately, you are ancestors of the day, who is afraid of who. Crazy."
With that, Brother Han Feng's hair suddenly turned white.
Before Lu Fan understood what was going on, he saw Brother Han Feng making a beast-like roar.
Bishui Changtianjian was directly thrown to the ground by him. Brother Han Feng was really like a wild beast.
Rushing out with four feet crawling, the body directly smashed the Sword Dragon with blood scars, and at the same time pressed the blood scars the ground.
One slap, two slaps.
Brother Han Feng roared with a frantic roar, and slap his palms on the face of Blood Scar, even slamming it down.
These two slaps directly make the blood scars
clear
.
The muscles on Brother Han Feng's body became directly like granite, and the blood rain in the sky could no longer hurt him.
Seeing Brother Han Feng flaring, Lu Fan could not stand still.
Letting the blood rain corrode his body, Lu Fan rushed towards Xiaowu and others with one sword at a time.
Little Five, they obviously did not expect that under these circumstances, Lu Fan could still rush under the blood rain, first stunned, and then shouted loudly: "Bash him."
The blood cloud in the air fell like a meteorite, bursting in front of Lu Fan.
The blood was slammed wildly, and the remaining blood killed the warriors, and many people were on the spot.
The earth at the foot of Lu Fan has been corroded into a terrible deep hole in the blood.
Lu Fan himself was ragged, and the skin and flesh of his body all released white smoke, but he himself stood proudly.
The skin on the body was open, but it was recovering at a faster rate.
The tyrannical recovery ability, once again, the Jiulong Xuan Gong Tower in Lu Fan's body is also desperately restoring Lu Fan's body.
pain.
Incomparable pain, heartache pain.
Lu Fan gritted his teeth, and he was so determined that people who had long been used to suffering could endure this pain. To change to a warrior, I am afraid that this skin-opening pain is enough to kill his life.
"monster."
Xiaowu forced this shout from his throat.
It seems that these two words can accurately describe Lu Fan's current performance.
Step by step, Lu Fan walked toward Xiaowu and others.
Xiao Wu's pale eyes finally showed a trace of fear, and he stepped back involuntarily.
With a screaming scream beside him, Blood Scar was torn off his arm by Brother Han Feng.
Brother Han Feng, whose eyes were blood red, his expression crazy, and his white hair fluttered, looked like a demonic head.
With the strength of the blood scarred Yuan Gang Warrior, Brother Han Feng was beaten and collapsed.
Desperately trying to escape, eyes full of despair.
Brother Han Feng bit the last bit on the neck of the blood scar, biting the blood scar abruptly, blood splattered.
Xiao Wu shouted.
"Brother Scar."
Lu Fan raised his heavy sword and directly stopped Xiaowu from trying to rescue him.
Xiao Wu gritted his teeth and said: "Lu Fan, I want to die with you."
Screaming like this, Xiaowu forced out all the blood in his body.
Acting like him, there are the remaining blood to kill the gate warriors.
"Fine blood burst."
Xiaowu shouted loudly.
The whole person swelled like an inflatable ball. Lu Fan felt a deadly threat immediately, but it was obviously too late to run away at this moment.
Seeing the big bang would overwhelm him, the black shadow suddenly flashed behind Xiaowu and others.
puff. puff. puff.
The sound of continuous soldiers cutting into the flesh sounded, and a long sword directly penetrated Xiao Wu's forehead.
Then, Xiao Wu's body shrank back.
Lu Fan looked closely, and only then saw who was coming.
A black veil with a smile on his face.
Wukong Lingdao: "Master Lu Fan, how are you,"
(I owe another chapter and I must make up. I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.)