"Elder Han, retreat!" Seeing the strong Black Skeleton Tomb whose face suddenly turned strangely purple, Fan Ling's face changed and he shouted hurriedly.
"Bang!"
Fan Ling Just as he shouted, the Dou Ling strong man exploded. The powerful energy wave of the explosion directly lifted nearly half a foot of soil from the nearby ground. The Dou Ling strong man Blood Sect was also blown into rags, his skin and flesh were torn, and his face was so pale that he almost died in one breath.
"Damn it!" Seeing that Elder Han had lost his life but had temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, Fan Ling cursed angrily, waved his hand and said coldly, "Blood Guard obeys the order, surround and kill Moorhan!"
"Yes!" As the Fan Ling order came down, the remaining twenty or so Blood Guard raised their long knives with wet blood in their hands again, and then, with a bloody aura all over their bodies, they surrounded and killed the Moorhan.
The siege and counter-siege were brutally going on in this open space!
There is a strong Dou Ling restraining him from the front, and there are dozens of powerful Blood Guard sneak attacks around him, and he has to secretly be careful of the cold arrows of Fan Ling outside the field. Under such extreme distraction, Moorhan After only persisted for a few minutes, he was forced out of the way by Elder Luo. Although he fought back desperately, causing Elder Luo to be seriously injured, he was completely knocked unconscious by the latter's fierce slap.
"Bah"
Holding his chest, the Elder Luo took a few long breaths and spit out a mouthful of blood. He glanced at the Blood Guard who were only a dozen or so and the seriously injured Elder Han. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't expect these Black Skeleton Tomb people to be so brave and not afraid of death. It was a tough battle.
Seeing that Moorhan was finally unconscious, Fan Ling, who had been holding the bow string outside the court, breathed a sigh of relief. He threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, walked up quickly, grabbed the long knife from the hand of a Blood Guard, and then slashed Moorhan's neck with a ferocious expression, killing him completely.
The tip of the knife gently picked up the Storage Ring on Moorhan's finger. Fan Ling hurriedly turned it over. After a while, a touch of unconcealable ecstasy appeared on his face. With a flick of his hand, a simple silver scroll appeared in his hand.
"Haha, Three Thousand Thunders, damn, it finally fell into my hands. After I practice, what can even a strong Dou King do to me? Haha!" Holding the scroll tightly, Fan Ling couldn't help but laugh wildly in the sky.
Just as Fan Ling was laughing wildly, a suction force suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the silver scroll flew out instantly, and was finally caught by a slender hand.
"Haha, thank you very much, Young Master Fan Ling, for your hard work, but it would be better for me to help you keep this thing."
On a tree trunk, a black robe appeared strangely. On his palm, the silver roll Earth-tier Combat Skill was reflecting a faint luster under the sunlight.
From getting the silver scroll to being snatched away, it was just a flash of lightning. After hearing the joking laughter, Fan Ling finally came back to his senses from the sudden change, and his expression changed. Suddenly gloomy, he slowly raised his head, looked at Black-robed Figure on the tree trunk with a stern look, and said with a cold expression, "Who are you? How dare you snatch my Blood Sect things? Are you looking for death?"
When Fan Ling was speaking, the dozen or so Blood Guards who were still capable of fighting in the field all moved away in all directions with great tacit understanding, just in time to surround Black-robed Figure., and that Elder Luo also had a cold face, with a pair of cold eyes filled with murderous intent. No matter what the purpose of the visitor was, but since he broke through their operation, he must not be allowed to leave alive.
"Haha, Young Sect Master Fan Ling, isn't this Black Skeleton Tomb's item?" A teasing smile appeared on the delicate face under the black robe. The black shadow played with the silver scroll in his hand, not paying attention to Blood Guard who surrounded it on all sides, and chuckled.
"Hand over the scroll and keep your whole body." The long knife as bright as blood in his hand pointed at the black shadow, and Fan Ling's gloomy words contained a cold murderous intent.
Hearing this, the black shadow shrugged his shoulders. Not only did he ignore it, but in front of Fan Ling, he flipped his palm and the silver scroll spinning in his palm was taken into Storage Ring.
"Okay, okay!"
Seeing the black shadow's actions, the corners of Fan Ling's mouth twitched, and a touch of lividity appeared on his pale face. Two good words containing fierce murderous intent came out of his mouth.
When the words Fan Ling just fell, the dozen Blood Guards surrounded by black shadows in a circle suddenly let out a sharp shout in unison. On the long knives in their hands, gloomy bloody fighting energy surged out of the body, and finally wrapped all the bloody knives in it. The soles of their feet suddenly stepped on the tree trunk, and more than a dozen figures were about to shoot towards the black shadow in the middle.
However, the next moment, several black shadows appeared behind Blood Guard at the same time.
"Ding, ding, ding"
Following a burst of cutting sounds, Blood Guard, who were about to rush out, fell to the ground one after another, blood slowly scorning the ground.
Sheathing the knife, these black shadows turned their heads one after another at this moment, directly surrounding Xue Lingyu Elder Luo.
Looking up at the fierce lightning battle in mid-air, Fan Ling's originally cold face suddenly became much calmer at this moment. He lightly picked up a blood-stained long knife on the ground with his toes, reached out with his hand, and held it tightly, then He tore his clothes with his hands, slowly wiped the blood on the knife, and said indifferently, "At least four-star Dou Ling strength. With this strength, you dare to come to my Fan Ling mouth to grab food. You are brave enough and heroic enough."
"Elder Luo, leave the one in front for me, the others, Elder Luo, kill them!"
"Well, young master, be careful."
The old man on the side nodded slightly, supported another Elder Han who had temporarily lost his fighting power, stepped back a few steps, and then headed towards the other black shadows! It didn't take long before a fierce battle broke out.
At this moment, Fan Ling was confronting the black shadow who appeared first and snatched Three Thousand Lightning Movement's fighting skill scroll.
"I think it's because of Fragmented Map that you followed us all the way, right?" Throwing away the blood-stained cloth in his hand, Fan Ling suddenly said calmly.
Hearing the words, the black shadow remained silent, but the killing intent around him became a little more intense.
"Hehe, it seems that I am really lucky. I can get treasures by accident. Since you care so much about this thing, it must be not an ordinary thing. When I get back, I will let my father take a closer look. With his experience, he should be able to see some clues about this Fragmented Map." Feeling the sudden murderous intention of the black shadow, Fan Ling thought he had guessed it right and couldn't help but sneered.
"You may not have this chance." A calm voice slowly came out from under the black robe, and cyan fighting energy quickly seeped out of the black shadow's body, and finally enveloped the entire body in it.
"Really? I've seen a lot of reckless men like you in Black Corner Region whose sanity has been taken over by treasures! But their final fate doesn't seem to be very good." He raised his eyebrows and let out a cold laugh. The cold blood-colored fighting spirit also slowly emerged from Fan Ling's body, and a smell of blood suddenly filled the open space.
As the blood filled the air, Fan Ling's back was slightly bent, like a beast that had found its prey. The bloodshot eyes gradually appeared, making it look more like a beast.
The soles of his feet were deeply inserted into the ground, and at a certain moment, a low roar suddenly came from Fan Ling's throat. He kicked off his feet, and his figure was like an arrow from the string, and instantly appeared in front of Xiao Yan. The sharp long knife wrapped in blood-colored fighting spirit in his hand brought a sharp energy that tore the air, and slashed down hard.
Under the force of Fan Ling, the air was filled with harsh sonic booms.
Seeing this, a spear suddenly appeared in the black shadow's hand, and he raised his hand to attack the slashing blade!
"Boom!"
The sound of gold and iron intersecting resounded in a large burst of sparks, and a ripple of green and red energy spread out from the intersection of the sword and ruler, directly chipping away nearly half a foot of soil where the two stood.
Mud debris flew all over the sky, feeling the weak fighting spirit on the other side, Heiying couldn't help but understand.
"This guy is so powerful." When the sword and ruler came into contact, Fan Ling's legs and the black shadow fought with each other for a few lightning-fast kicks. Then, under the opponent's spear, he stepped back a few steps. Feeling the faint pain remaining in his legs, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
"What my father said is indeed true. Although our Blood Sect skills are domineering and weird, and our practice progresses very quickly, we rely too much on external forces, so that the fighting energy in the body cannot reach a solid state. When fighting against others, we always suffer a bit. But fortunately, this guy has just entered the Dou Ling level, so it is not difficult to clean up." A thought quickly flashed in his mind, but Fan Ling suddenly lost it. After abandoning the weapon in his hand, his originally pale face turned strangely red. As his face changed, blood quickly emerged on his palms. The last Sisi seeped into his palms. In just the blink of an eye, a pair of bloody palms that were the same as when Fan Lao killed Elder Qing appeared on Fan Ling's arms.
"No matter who you are, today, you have no chance to regret it! But in order to thank you for bringing me the good news about Fragmented Map's hidden secret, I will not let you become a shriveled corpse after you die!"
Between his palms, the disgusting smell of blood continued to emanate. Fan Ling raised his head and smiled solemnly at Xiao Yan. The soles of his feet landed with a bang, and his body turned into a burst of blood mist. He then shot towards the black shadow. As he waved his palms, the blood mist almost filled the open space.
"Bone-melting Blood Fiend Palm?"
Look at Fan Ling's strange hands that turned like blood. Outside the battlefield, Blood Sect Elder Han was seriously injured in the previous battle with Black Skeleton Tomb. couldn't help but be startled, looked at each other, and said, "I didn't expect that the sect master would teach such fighting skills to the young sect master. That Black-robed Figure can be regarded as hitting the muzzle of the gun himself."
"Hey, you deserve it. You just robbed me of the Blood Sect's things. If it were me, I would have drained all the blood from my body alive." The Elder Han who had lost his combat effectiveness said with a sinister smile.
A pair of dark eyes under the black robe looked at the attacking Bone-melting Blood Fiend Palm with an indifferent expression, and slowly raised the spear,
The next moment, an aura far surpassing that of Dou Ling suddenly erupted,
"Die."
In an instant, a spear shadow was seen piercing the bloody palm, and it was forbidden to kill Fan Ling with a pale face!
In the gradually fading blood mist, a sound of spraying blood suddenly sounded. Then, a shadow shot out from the blood mist against the ground. After his feet made a deep mark of nearly ten meters on the ground, he finally hit a tree trunk heavily. His shoulders shook, and the tree trunk Lima was shaken into two pieces.
With his back against the tree trunk, the figure's calves gave way, and his body fell limply, with his palms on the ground, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his hoarse rapid breathing, like a bellows, whirring non-stop.
Looking carefully, a blood hole the size of a bucket appeared in his abdomen! The internal organs inside were broken!
It seems that I can't survive!
"Young Sect Leader!?" Looking at the extremely embarrassed figure, the expressions of the two elders Blood Sect suddenly changed, and they lost their voices in shock. They never imagined that after Fan Ling displayed such vicious and strange fighting skills as Bone-melting Blood Fiend Palm, they were actually made to look like this by a man with only Great Dou Master's strength.
Shaking and struggling on the ground, Fan Ling lowered his head and glanced at the blood hole in his abdomen. A look of horror and death could not help flashing across his pale face. He coughed violently a few times, raised his head and glanced at the gradually fading blood mist.
"You, you are Dou King..."
He pointed at the black shadow tremblingly, Fan Ling immediately lost all his breath and died!
Elder Luo, who was still fighting with other shadows, and Elder Han, who was seriously injured on the edge of the battlefield, also discovered the dead Fan Ling at this moment. They couldn't help but jump out of the battlefield, and they fell silent. Their faces were also extremely embarrassed!
After a moment, Elder Luo suddenly turned his head and moved forward quickly!
When Elder Han, who was seriously injured, saw this, he immediately understood what Elder Luo was thinking. He knew that if Sect Master Fan Lao knew that Young Sect Master Fan Ling died under their protection...
A shiver ran through his body, and Elder Han immediately started yelling at the black figures.
However, at the next moment, a black shadow appeared in front of Elder Han and slashed him to death with a knife!
"There is still one alive, chase him!"
The next moment, all the black shadows chased in the direction of Elder Luo shield!
Ten minutes later, these black shadows finally caught up with Elder Luo and hacked him to death on the road!
And dozens of meters ahead, a carriage was moving forward leisurely, seemingly not paying attention to the fighting behind it!
"What's going on? Do you want to silence me?"
"Forget it! Don't ask for trouble!"
"Withdraw!"
After a brief conversation, several black shadows disappeared one after another!
In the carriage ahead, Xiao Yan raised the corners of his mouth, and then continued to drive the carriage in the direction of the Jia Nan Academy.
More than ten days later, there were many pedestrians on this loess avenue. These people were obviously coming from Black Corner Region. Among the crowd, a carriage was driving leisurely.
On the carriage, Xiao Yan, who was driving the carriage, ignored the looks of those people looking over. What surprised Xiao Yan was that although these people had some ferocious auras in their bodies, there was no murderous aura on their faces. However, this concealment of the murderous aura in their hearts was not natural. Instead, it looked like forced oppression. Therefore, the expressions on the faces of these passers-by were a bit strange.