Chapter 339: Sorry, I am late

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The sound kept coming, and there was a faint cry inside.
Lu Fan and Han Feng waited quietly, and at the same time they had already taken out their own swords.
As long as someone dared to dash out of this wall, Lu Fan absolutely gave him a sword without hesitation.
Inside the wall, the sound in the wall became louder and louder, and when Lu Fan's body lit up in flames, the sound disappeared.
Lu Fan and Han Feng glanced at each other, but neither said anything.
Xu Yu, there was no more sound in it.
Lu Fan first drew a bottle of elixir from his arms and handed it to Han Feng: "Brother Han Feng, took this elixir. Although it may not be useful, at least it will not make you paralyzed."
Han Feng took the medicine and opened the bottle and poured it into his mouth.
Inside, the sound of Jiulong Xuanong Tower sounded.
"Waste, it's a waste. A bottle of Elixir is to understand a poison, great master, you let me live with him to relieve paralysis."
Lu Fan ignored the complaints of Jiulong Xuanong Tower and opened the wall again.
A thick mist rushed across the face, and immediately Lu Fan felt that his limbs had become paralyzed and stiff.
But at the next moment, a cool force was output from the Jiulong Xuanong Tower to remove all the paralysis.
Han Feng said stiffly next to him: "Brother Lu Fan, you are poisonous enough."
After talking, Han Feng walked forward like a wooden puppet, and his movements were extremely stiff.
Lu Fan moved his body and walked inside.
As he walked, Lu Fan asked, "Lao Jiu, how long can this poison last and how far can it float."
Kowloon Xuan Gong Tower replied: "Well, within three miles, the toxicity is the strongest. The farther the thinner, if the wind is blown away outside, then the effect will quickly diminish. If it is poisoned in three miles, it is estimated that it can be For an hour. "
With calculations in Lu Fan's mind, it seemed that the toxicity was not as fierce as he had imagined, and he still held the Wufeng Epee tightly.
Not far before, Lu Fan immediately saw a man in black on the descending stairs.
He was completely paralyzed, unable to move his eyes, and his whole body was dead gray.
Lu Fan took off his hood and glanced at a man he didn't know.
Lu Fan put the little black on his shoulders down: "Break your hands and feet and stay here. No one is allowed to come in and wait for me to come back and interrogate."
Xiao Hei nodded, and quickly cut off the man's leg with a sharp paw.
Lu Fan and Han Feng quickly walked inside. Suddenly, Lu Fan felt like he was crossing a layer of water curtain and coldly invaded his body.
"Wait, great master. There seems to be a formation here."
The sound of Jiulong Xuanong Tower sounded, and immediately, the whole dungeon lit up, and the whole dungeon was illuminated in white.
"It's a massacre, haha, but no one seems to be leading. It is estimated that they are all paralyzed. Great master, you are so prescient. If we rush in stupidly, we must be the first to be killed. People concentrate on killing. "
Lu Fan was also afraid after a while.
This kind of killing array is to instantly gather together the power of the people in the main array and become a must-kill.
Even if he is armed with a magic weapon like the Jiulong Xuan Gong Tower, he can encounter this unreasonable formation, and he still has only one blow to kill. Because the opponent will not give the Jiulong Xuanong Tower time to break.
"Fortunately, fortunately."
Lu Fan murmured.
Brother Han Feng was holding Bishui Changtian Jian in his hand, and he was also scared by the sudden light.
Hearing Lu Fan's words of luck, Brother Han Feng calmed down a little bit and said: "Brother Lu Fan. Are we stepping into the formation of others. Should we withdraw first."
Lu Fan shook his head and said: "No, although the formation is there, but if you guess right. Their people can't move anymore. Charge forward and rescue Lingyao."
Brother Han Feng gritted his teeth and patted his thigh.
"Ge Laozi's, at this time, can't run."
The two rushed forward, and Lu Fan secretly ordered the Xuanong Tower of Jiulong at the same time to take the formation.
After running two steps, I saw the figure of Song Zhong again.
Lu Fan went up and was a kick, directly bleeding the seven holes kicked by Song Zhong, unaware of life or death.
Lu Fan did n’t believe that Song Zhong did n’t know about the formation here. He deliberately concealed himself and said it clearly.
Rushing all the way inside, Lu Fan saw the people in the dungeon.
This is the private prison of the Song family.
A guard, the private prison of the house is full of people, enough to prove that this guard is simply beyond sight. It is estimated that I want to catch it.
After rushing to the innermost side, she looked up and saw a woman hanging on the pillar.
The long hair was scattered, the clothes were messy, and the lower part of the body was naked, with scars.
Brother Han Feng glanced at him and gritted his teeth: "Brother Lu Fan, this is not Lingyao's sister."
Lu Fan took a deep breath and said, "If so, I will ask the entire Song family to be buried."
After talking, Lu Fan raised his hand and shot out two qi, breaking the rope, and the woman fell directly.
Brother Han Feng was about to step forward to catch it, but Lu Fan stopped him, and then raised his hands with a few gang shots, and the woman fell down like a willow leaf.
But at the moment of landing on the ground, a dozen flying knives blasted out of her body.
Inside those wounds, all flying knives contaminated with toxins were hidden.
Wufeng Epee stood in front of him, blocking all flying knives.
The benefits of the sword body are revealed at this moment.
The last flying knife was bounced off, and Lu Fan carried the Wufeng Epee forward.
Gently flicking away the woman's hair, Lu Fan said: "Not Ling Yao, she is dead."
Han Feng said: "He is heartbroken. He actually took a woman to do this kind of trap. These people, even if they are not Moxiu, are almost the same."
Lu Fan also brought Han Mang into his eyes.
Turning around, Lu Fan walked towards the cell on the left.
This is a dark prison, even if the surroundings are brightly illuminated by the formation light, it is still dark here, and I can't see the inside at all.
Lu Fan turned to Han Feng and said, "Brother Han Feng. I will go first. You are waiting for me outside. If something goes wrong, I will immediately ruin it."
Han Feng nodded heavily.
Lu Fan tightened his head in the cell.
Upon entering, the light in front of him became bright immediately.
Lu Fan could see through the dark mirrors on all four sides, standing on all sides, full of dark light inside.
Shading mirror.
Lu Fan smiled slightly, and it seems that there is still a gas refiner here.
An empty cell, with nothing but four shade glasses.
But Lu Fan had a smile on his lips at this time, and his body burst into a sudden.
The world retreated.
Gang Qi instantly dissipates the power of all the heavens and earth around him, no matter how much you can do, you ca n’t use the power of heaven and earth to be a gas refiner, which is a waste.
Suddenly, Han Feng outside saw the black color go away. The four shading mirrors are bleak.
Two figures suddenly appeared in front of Lu Fan.
"Lu Fan."
One of them is Ling Yao.
With a cry, Ling Yao struggled to run out.
And beside her, there is an old man with a blank face.
The jade ruler in his hand shrouds his vitality, proving that he is a qi refiner.
But at this moment, he has lost control of the forces around him.
Lu Fan ’s current strength is far more powerful than the warrior in suppressing the gas refiner.
"you......"
The old guy hadn't finished speaking, and was directly hit by Lu Fan with a sword.
The vitality of his body still wants to block, but it is a pity that Lu Fan's Wufeng Epee specializes in breaking the vitality.
The sword fell, the vitality collapsed, and the old guy was fragmented by Lu Fan's skeleton.
The shocking power of the Wufeng Epee is not the fragile body of the Gas Refiner who can bear it.
The old guy kicked away, Lu Fan walked to Lingyao's side.
At this time, Ling Yao held a rag doll in his hand, and Lu Fan just wanted to reach out and touch her.
Ling Yao exclaimed: "No."
boom.
A golden light will blow Lu Fan.
Lu Fan didn't even see exactly what power concentrated him.
With pain all over the body, Lu Fan looked at Lingyao in amazement.
Lingyao said: "Lu Fan, you first took the old man's jade ruler, and she fixed me with a fixed-body method."
Lu Fanqiang propped up, and Ling Yao almost let his qi off.
What kind of ghost doll is this?
Stepping forward, Lu Fan snatched the old man's jade ruler.
When Yu Chi left his hand, he began to struggle violently.
Lao Jiu's voice suddenly sounded.
"Haha, there is a magic weapon. The great master, it is given to me."
Lu Fan threw it directly into his belt. At the next moment, Lu Fan felt that the jade ruler had been suppressed by the Jiulong Xuanong Tower.
At this time, an aperture rose at Ling Yao's feet, and then turned into a phantom.
Ling Yao sat on the ground with a butt, and said with a cry: "Why are you here. I have been arrested for several days."
Putting up the rag doll in his hand, Ling Yao's eyes were flooded with water.
Although the words said so, Ling Yao's mouth still couldn't restrain the smile, and opened his hands to Landing Fan.
Lu Fan stepped forward and picked up Ling Yao.
Only then did he realize that Lingyao had collapsed.
"Sorry, I am late."
Lingyao leaned his head on Lu Fan's shoulder and said, "Just come. I know, you will definitely come."
Brother Han Feng also rushed in at this time and saw that Ling Yao was fine. Han Feng laughed three times.
"Ha ha ha, Lingyao sister. It's really nice to see you all right. Brother Lu Fan, let's go out soon."
Lu Fan turned to look at the old man on the ground and said, "Bring this old guy on. He is a gas refiner. Maybe he is still a high-level gas refiner,"
Brother Han Feng's eyes immediately flashed a strange light.
"Qi gas master, I like gas master most, fat sheep, big fat sheep."
With a grin, Brother Han Feng gave the old guy another punch, lest he wake up again, anyway, it seemed that there was still a breath left, and it would be fine without killing him.
Brother Han Feng went out with the old guy in one hand, while Lu Fan gently held Lingyao, and took the four shading mirrors together.
Good things, don't waste it.
The two went out of the cell and were about to go out. At this time, five or six men in black rushed out of the cell on the right.
"Lu Fan, come, and want to go,"