Dou Po: Become a disciple of Han Li and kill the unparalleled Xiao Lao Mo

High in the sky, the fighting spirit surged, and the sea of ​​blood and black mist surged. Occasionally, strong winds and streams of light popped up and hit the mountain ground. Suddenly, a large crater of dozens of feet appeared. The mountain collapsed and the earth cracked. It was like a natural disaster was coming. a feeling of.

There was even more unlucky luck. When the fight was in full swing, he ignored the top of his head and was hit by a spreading strong wind. He and his opponent were immediately blown away by the aftermath. He vomited blood and retreated, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

But on such a battlefield that could be called a meat grinder, no one took a step back from the beginning to the end. Both sides started fighting to the death with red eyes.

As for the Black Skull Tomb, they had friction with the Blood Sect very early on. However, due to the restrictions and control of the two sect masters at that time, even though there were small local conflicts, in the overall situation, the real strong men on both sides did not take action.

Over the years, this has almost become the default rule of both parties. Friction is friction, and a real fight cannot break out.

But all this, the tacit agreement formed over more than ten years, ended abruptly a month ago. The leader of the Blood Sect, Fan Qi, returned from the outside world. He was immediately moody, furious, and treated his subordinates much harshly.

Those subordinates, after being coerced, wanted to vent their resentment. As a result, the neighboring Black Skull Tomb suffered a disaster.

The friction between the two sides, also due to his indulgence and acquiescence, became more and more intense. In just one month, the two sides had more conflicts than in the previous year.

This caused the already fragile rules to completely collapse. Half a month ago, Fan Qi killed many people near Heixuan City at will, under the pretext of searching for outsiders, and the one who was killed Among them, many are inextricably linked to the people in the Black Skull Tomb.

Finally, after one of his retreats, Black Skull Tomb once again tolerated it. When the Blood Sect members saw Black Skull Tomb retreating, they took advantage of the victory and pursued it. They rode directly on the head and began to suppress Black Skull Tomb unscrupulously.

There is a gap between the strongest people on both sides. In terms of the strength of the backbone elders, the Blood Sect has the advantage. In addition, the Black Skull Tomb has always made concessions, which has made the Blood Sect people relax and be vigilant.

Mo Fan, the Lord of the Black Skull Tomb, originally wanted to find trouble with Fan Qi because he wanted to break through to the Five-Star Dou Huang. However, he did not expect that just when he was thinking about it, the Black Seal who was hundreds of miles away People from the eight gates of the city came over.

The person who came here was no ordinary person. He was the sect master of the Eight Gates. Yuan Yi, who had already broken through to the Three-Star Dou Huang, met the Lord of the Black Skull Tomb. He didn’t waste any time and immediately made it clear that the Blood Sect’s people had secretly attacked the Eight Gates. The caravan that opened the door robbed a batch of precious goods, and also injured the deputy door owner who was escorting the goods.

Now the Blood Sect not only provoked the Black Skull Tomb, but also provoked the eight gates. Although he felt that this matter was a bit strange, the owner of the Black Skull Tomb quickly put this idea aside. Why not use the helpers who came to the door?

The two sides immediately agreed, finalized the plan, and decided to join forces to encircle and suppress the Blood Sect, kill Fan Qi, and reap the rewards.

This was the focus of the discussion between Yuan Yi and Mo Fan. After a day of ink-writing, the two sides reached an agreement, and Yuan Yi immediately went back to gather people.

And Mo Fan also found his confidants in the Black Skull Tomb, and when the plan was about to be arranged, friction escalated at first. One of the main reasons why he did not take action to kill several Blood Sect elders was because he was worried about Yuan Yi watching the show. In this way, even though he killed an elder of the Blood Sect, if he was really tricked, there would still be room for recovery.

Fortunately, Yuan Yi's hatred for Fan Qi and the people of the Blood Sect and the following Liang Zi were real. Although he watched the show for a while, he finally informed Mo Fan.

After hearing the news, the latter also put down the big stone in his heart and immediately took action, intercepting the blood sect Fan Qian and started fighting.

At this moment, high in the sky, the center of the battle was.

Fan Qi's face was livid, and he tightly surrounded the two people on his left and right. Black mist was lingering around one of them, and he was holding a short bone stick in his hand. As he moved, the sinister wind blew out, which was quite terrifying.

The other person, holding a tiger sword, had his upper body naked, revealing his strong muscles. On his back, there was a tattoo of a tiger descending from the mountain.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that it would be the two of you who would kill me today."

Fan Qi's face was pale, his breath was a little floating, his eyes were fierce, and there was a sea of ​​blood around him, but his tone was a little unnatural compared to before.

"How long have you been targeting me?!"

Fan Qi immediately asked fiercely.

Mo Fan, the Lord of the Black Skull Tomb, exhaled slowly, with a glint in his eyes, and replied calmly:

"There is nothing to explain to a dying person!"

As for Yuan Yi on the side, the old god was still there at this moment, grinning and showing a provocative smile to Fan Qi, but did not say any words.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Qi's face turned cold, and he suddenly said:

"You two, do you really think you're going to eat me?!"

Following his words, the surrounding sea of ​​blood immediately stirred up. For a moment, people and the momentum of the sea of ​​blood merged into one, looking extremely terrifying.

The Lord of the Black Skull Tomb opposite him immediately sneered and replied:

"How difficult is it to keep eating you?"

"Even though your sea of ​​blood is endless, under my black mist, how can you use it arbitrarily?"

"Without the blessing of the sea of ​​blood, how can you, a five-star fighting emperor, defeat the two of us? Do you really think that our fighting spirit is just a decoration?!"

At this moment, Yuan Yi also flicked the sword in his hand, and a tiger roar spread from his body. He smiled ferociously:

"Old ghost Fan, just accept your death and it will be less painful."

Seeing that the two of them were not deterred by his threat, Fan Qi understood that now it was a desperate situation. He and the Blood Sect were obviously being plotted to death.

Not surprisingly, there are probably eight gates of reinforcements outside. The fact that several Blood Sect elders still can't find anyone to help shows the seriousness of the problem.

"Okay, okay, you forced me!"

Fan Qi's eyes were sharp, and he immediately formed mysterious marks on his hands. In an instant, the monstrous sea of ​​blood began to gather and converge towards him.

"Blood Transformation Dafa!"

Along with the violent shouting, the blood sea that had disappeared reappeared, but it was nearly twice as big as before. At this moment, Fan Qi also condensed blood armor covering his whole body, and his momentum also surged. few.

"Tsk, Old Ghost Fan, start working hard!"

The Lord of the Black Skull Tomb, Mo Fan, obviously knew about Fan Qi's move. He immediately clicked his tongue and swung out the short bone stick in his hand. With the condensed fighting spirit, several black light balls suddenly shot towards the center of the blood sea. Fan Qi called over.

On top of the black ball of light, a lot of majestic fighting energy was condensed, and it exploded, enough to blast a crater dozens of meters into the ground.

But when those seven or eight pitch-black light balls entered the sea of ​​blood, they were like throwing stones into the sea. They only made a few splashes and then completely disappeared.

This made Mo Fan's eyes become more solemn.

As for Yuan Yi on one side, he had already moved a few steps to the side at this moment. He was not stupid. Although he came to help Black Skull Tomb surround and kill Fan Qi, the latter was already desperate and he rashly stepped forward, even if He won't be killed, he will still use his trump card, and he may even suffer serious damage. When the time comes, Mo Fan, the Lord of the Black Skull Tomb, may also secretly attack him, and Mo Fan has the same mentality at this moment.

He had the same fear of Yuan Yi. In this way, although the two of them joined forces, at this moment, they both had the intention of shrinking back. A flaw suddenly appeared in the originally exquisite cooperation.

Although it is very small and fleeting, on the battlefield of Dou Huang, even a small opportunity means a turning point.

opportunity!

Fan Qi clearly understood that the two were not of the same mind, and were still jealous of each other. Seizing the moment when their cooperation stopped, Fan Qi immediately surged with fighting energy, carrying a majestic sea of ​​blood, and rushed over. .

"Damn it!"

Mo Fan's expression changed immediately. Facing Fan Qi who was rushing towards him, he immediately raised the short bone stick high and then smashed it down hard.

And that Fan Qi, at this moment, did not dodge or evade, and took this attack forcefully. With the power of this attack, Fan Qi suddenly accelerated, directly tore apart the encirclement, and fled towards the outside world.

"Fuck, we can't let him run away!"

When Yuan Yi saw this, he immediately cursed. Because the distance was quite far, and because he was thinking of protecting himself immediately, Fan Qian seized the opportunity and ran out.

He was a little annoyed at this moment, but obviously this was not a good time to repent. He immediately flashed his fighting wings behind his back and chased Fan Qi, who was flying quickly into the distance.

And Mo Fan also realized his gaffe, and immediately cursed secretly, followed Yuan Yi, and chased after him, drawing three dazzling streams of light in the sky.

"Quick, quick!"

Fan Qi was both excited and resentful. He was happy that he could run, but hated that he was ambushed. In the bottom of his heart, resentment immediately rose, and he secretly swore:

"Black Skull Tomb, eight doors, just wait for me!"

Just as he was thinking about how to take revenge on the two of them anonymously after escaping, suddenly, a faint voice appeared in his ears.

"Tsk, tsk, misstep. As expected, the cooperation between these two people is not very good. Thanks to my arrangement."

As soon as the words fell, a heavy pressure accompanied by a severe sting appeared in Fan Qian's mind. The latter's face immediately changed, but he had no time to react. The flying speed and the sudden dizziness and stinging made his speed... Suddenly it slowed down.

Although it only lasted a few seconds, it was enough for the two people behind to catch up. When the two saw Fan Qi who paused for some reason, they ignored him and listened to him, letting him run away. Instead, they immediately directly Take action.

"kill!"

With this loud shout, Yuan Yi rushed over immediately, raising the Tiger Soul Sword above his head. Fighting energy suddenly burst out, and then condensed on the broadsword, coupled with fierce killing intent, he suddenly slashed towards Fan Qi's head below. Suddenly, The sword energy, which was dozens of feet long, passed through the space and slashed towards Fan Qi.

Mo Fan on the other side immediately put away the short bone stick in his hand, and then a mysterious mark suddenly formed in his hand. With his movement, the fighting energy around him was immediately condensed.

A pitch-black palm the size of a small mountain appeared in mid-air, and then struck Fan Qian below like a mountain of tai, overwhelming the sky and the earth with an astonishing force!

"Big black handprint!"

At this moment, Fan Qi had just recovered from his dizziness. When he saw this life-and-death crisis scene, his vision was immediately split. He did not care about the secret person who sneaked up on him. In a hurry, he formed seals with his hands and violently shouted:

"Blood Transformation Dafa, condense!"

Suddenly, the sea of ​​blood under his feet suddenly covered him, turning into waves of barriers and facing the two powerful attacks.

"boom!"

The sword energy entered the sea and cut through the rocks. Although it was weakened layer by layer, it finally struck Fan Qi. The latter immediately turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood. He slashed a deep slash from his left shoulder to his right waist. of scars.

On the other side, the big black hand also shattered the layers of blood sea, and immediately hit Fan Qi. The latter immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out upside down, was smashed to the ground, and fell into a deep pit.

Fan Qi was seriously injured on the spot!

Yuan Yi and Mo Fan immediately looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes. However, they did not choose to turn against each other, but moved forward hand in hand.

In the deep pit, Fan Qi was lying on the ground with disheveled hair and a miserable state. Blood was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his breathing was like an old bellows. There were countless broken bones all over his body.

"Old Ghost Fan, today is the day of your death!"

Mo Fan stared at Fan Qi in front of him and said slowly that the enemy who had been suppressing him for more than ten years was finally going to die in his hands, which made him feel a little excited.

At this moment, Yuan Yi also had a flash of greed in his eyes, staring at the Najie in Fan Qi's hand, but out of fear of Mo Fan, he did not take action directly.

The disheveled Fan Qi suddenly laughed wildly when he saw the two people approaching him. Because of the bleeding from his mouth and nose, he was constantly choked when he laughed, but he didn't care at all.

"Huh, are you losing your mind and going crazy before death? What are you laughing at?"

Seeing Fan Qian's move, Mo Fan, the master of the Black Skull Tomb, immediately turned cold, and a touch of uneasiness flashed through his heart.

"Hahaha, cough cough, you two idiots cough cough"

“You don’t even know you’re being plotted against!”

In Fan Qian's eyes, there was a look of crazy resentment, which revealed without any concealment that even if he died, he would drag these two guys on his back!

As soon as these words came out, Mo Fan and Yuan Yi's expressions immediately changed. But at this moment, it was too late. They only heard a faint voice suddenly coming from the darkness:

"Array up!"

Immediately, the fighting spirit in the surrounding environment was drained away like well water pumped up by a water pump. For a moment, the three people felt as uncomfortable as fish out of water.

A figure in black robes appeared silently in mid-air. Behind him, a pair of silver-blue wings flapped slowly, and he could see a small green lotus seed in his fingertips.

"Fire Lotus, go!"

Along with his words, he flicked his fingertips, and the thumb-sized green lotus seed was immediately ejected and flew towards the three of them. Immediately, on his panicked face, the fire lotus seed suddenly appeared. It shrinks, expands, and then explodes! (End of chapter)