zombie avenue

"Bloodthirsty technique, you can suck the opponent's palm when you meet someone, and you can suck the blood in the opponent's body. Do you feel the blood in your body churning violently now, boy Ling Fan, this is the price you paid for hurting me !" Zhao Zhen sneered, looking at Ling Fan whose face had already started to contort. 【】

Ling Fan ignored Zhao Zhen's sneer. Now, as Zhao Zhen said, the blood in his body was churning, as if he was about to burst out.He had a major blood change in the pyramid, and the blood in his body was almost gone that time. Because of this experience, Ling Fan could barely bear the pain, but his resolute face could not help but twist. When he got up, there was a dense layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Ling Fan, stop struggling. No matter how hard you struggle, it's useless. I didn't intend to use this move, but who told you to hurt me? That's a provocation to a three-star spirit warrior, and it's a great deal to me. Insult! Don't blame me, blame you for provoking the dignity of a three-star spirit!" Zhao Zhen's face was full of ferocity at this time, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, boy, that Zhao Zhen is about to lose his mind. Would you like me to help you, or you will be in danger." Fu Mo said.

"No, if I can't even defeat a three-star spirit man, I don't need to seek revenge from Lu Xing!"

"Boy, it's amazing that a nine-star spirit can injure a three-star spirit, so why be so stubborn."

"I can still bear it. Don't forget that I had a blood exchange experience in the pyramid. This is just a small fight, but I can still bear it. I must break his bloodthirsty technique myself!"

At this time, Ling Fan and Zhao Zhen's palms were tightly facing each other. Ling Fan desperately wanted to draw out his right palm, but no matter how hard he tried, his right palm was still firmly attracted by Zhao Zhen's palm.It's like sticking into a bottom hole with strong suction, and you can't pull it out!

"Struggle, struggle with your mission, I want to suck your blood dry, I want you to turn into a mummy!" Zhao Zhen's face also began to distort, and his voice was full of madness!

At this time, Ling Fan suddenly felt the blood rolling in his body start to frantically rush to his right hand, and then the blood entered Zhao Zhen's body through the palm of his right hand.

And Zhao Zhen's distorted face at this time was also flushed, and it looked even more terrifying and hideous.The bloodthirsty light in his eyes became more and more intense, as if his mind was also affected by the bloodthirsty technique.

The crazily outflow of blood in his body made Ling Fan's body begin to weaken. At this time, blood was also overflowing from the corner of his mouth. Immediately afterwards, traces of blood began to spread from Ling Fan's nostrils, eyes, and ears. The face that was distorted due to pain at the time looked even more terrifying and hideous than Zhao Zhen.

The disciples of Chaotian Peak saw that Ling Fan had already started to bleed from his orifices, and they all quietly watched the situation on the field, and the atmosphere seemed a little strange.

The three of Yun Xuan and Fatty Zhou looked at Ling Fan nervously, and their palms were already sweating unconsciously.

"My Zhao Zhen seems to have lost his mind due to the bloodthirsty spell. Should we act now, or Ling Fan will be in danger." Under the stone platform, the old man with white beard and hair asked the old man in gray robe next to him.

"Wait a minute, I don't think this kid can be defeated so easily." The gray-robed old man stopped him.

On the stone platform, Ling Fan was already sweating profusely. Beads of sweat slid down his cheeks like raindrops. His face also began to turn from rosy to pale, and his lips began to become shriveled. .

"Haha, Ling Fan, your blood will run dry soon, die, die!" Zhao Zhen's eyes were scarlet, and he became even more frantic.

Ling Fan twisted his neck in pain, his right hand was completely sucked by Zhao Zhen's palm, he couldn't move at all, and now his body was losing more and more blood, his whole body was weak, and he had no strength to break free at all. Get that strong suction.

"Could it be that I can only break his bloodthirsty technique by subduing demons? Can I only rely on external forces? No! I don't believe it. There is no absolute gap between me and Zhao Zhen. I can definitely rely on my own ability." Defeat him!" Ling Fan shouted loudly in his heart, he didn't want to rely on others for everything, he wanted to be cruel to himself, he had to rely on himself!

Ling Fan's body became weaker and weaker. Due to the excessive consumption of energy and blood, his thoughts gradually became blurred, and three Zhao Zhen appeared in his sight.

Ling Fan laughed at himself, it looked like this was really the end for him this time, he turned his head and glanced, saw Yun Xuan's anxious eyes, saw Fatty Zhou and Ma Qiang worrying about him, and looked away, suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw The witch's staff held in his left hand.

My mind moved, as if I remembered something instantly, a burst of joy and excitement began to permeate my heart, and then I waved my left witch staff and shouted: "It's really hot!"

"Boom!" Suddenly, a thick green flame burst out from the witch's staff, covering Zhao Zhen's body in an instant, and then quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

The flames dissipated, Zhao Zhen's body surface did not show any damage, but his whole expression froze, and then a mouthful of blood sprayed out from his mouth.Seeing this, Ling Fan quickly shook his right hand, and the two of them were sent flying more than ten meters at the same time, and fell to the ground at the same time.

"Pfft!" Ling Fan spit out a mouthful of blood as he lay on the ground. He cursed himself for being too careless. He should have thought of using a real flame blaster. Although he couldn't move his right hand, his left hand was holding a witch's staff. Come on, I forgot about it.

"That kid just used True Flame Explosion?" the old man with white beard and hair asked suspiciously.

"The situation should be that we originally kept this Taoism secret in the Taoism Pavilion, and no one discovered it for decades, but it was discovered by someone who had been in the door for less than a month. This kid, Ling Fan, looks like he has a big chance. People." The old man in gray robe sighed.

"Pfft!" Zhao Zhen, who fell on the ground this time, spat out mouthfuls of blood, and now his thoughts had begun to become blurred, his head was dizzy, and he murmured blankly: "How is it possible? How could I lose, how could I be defeated by a nine-star spirit, no! I won't lose!" Zhao Zhen got up from the ground, swinging his fists and ran towards Ling Fan staggeringly.

Ling Fan also got up, and now his whole body is covered in blood, his face, hands, eyes, ears, nose, nose, and mouth are covered in blood!Due to too much blood consumption, his head also became dizzy at this time. Zhao Zhen changed from one to two, and then turned to three and ran towards him. Ling Fan also struggled desperately to stand up. .

The two rushed towards each other at the same time.

"Boom!" Because their minds became blurred at this time, their fists did not meet, but they hit each other's body, and then fell to the ground at the same time.

"Brother!" Zhao Da yelled in disbelief, but Zhao Zhen was still lying on the ground without moving.

"Ling Fan!" "Boss!"

Yun Xuan and Fatty Zhou also shouted in shock at the same time, but Ling Fan also remained silent, still lying on the ground.

1 minutes have passed!

2 minutes have passed!

Both of them were lying on the ground without moving, and no one knew whether they were dead or alive.

The disciples of Chaotian Peak all held their breath, not daring to let out a breath, it was so quiet, it was surprisingly quiet, as if they could even hear the sound of their heartbeats.

3 minutes have passed!

4 minutes have passed!

No movement, still no movement!

Suddenly, Ling Fan, who was lying on the ground, moved his blood-stained fingers once, then moved again, and then his hands also started to move.

"I can't fall, I still want to become an inner disciple, I still want to kill Lu Xing, I don't know Ling'er's secret yet! I want to stand up!" Ling Fan screamed in his heart, then opened his eyes suddenly, Supporting the ground with both hands, the blood-stained body finally stood upright on the stone platform again with difficulty.

"Ling Fan! Ling Fan!"

"Ling Fan is the best! Come on, Ling Fan!"

At this time, all the disciples of Chaotian Peak couldn't help cheering for Ling Fan, they were deeply shocked by Ling Fan's spirit!

"I won!" Ling Fan stood on the stone platform, yelled at all the disciples of Chaotian Peak, and then fell straight to the ground.