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Chapter 142 My Son, Save Me (please collect, please recommend)
Endless excitement rose on Lan Caiming's face in an instant, and he burst into a huge smile, laughing wildly:

"Hahaha, Leng Qiu, your time of death has come, how can you destroy the Lan family! The deputy suzerain of Luofengling has arrived!"

The voice was ten thousand times louder, as if it was announcing to the entire Lan Huo City and all the descendants of the Lan family that the crisis was finally over.

The Ninth Princess turned a deaf ear, and the speed of the Qingfeng sword in her hand suddenly doubled.

A ball of divine fire appeared in front of his chest, shining like a big star, releasing fiery red light.

A steady stream of zhenqi poured into the sword move, stabbing forward rapidly.

Cold drink in the mouth:

"Come on!"

She has already learned Leng Qiu's fighting style, the more excited they are, the more desperate they are!

On the far side of the sky, a group of people really appeared, driving the overpass, and came in a hurry.

The weakest ones are the Lan family who heard the roar, and the rest are above the peak of the five gods.

Such a group of people came through the air, and the endless wind was blown up, and the sky was cut through.

Clothes are fluttering, with unparalleled momentum, coming quickly.

"My son Lan Feixian, save me!"

Lan Caiming sensed the murderous intent of the nine princesses, and knew he couldn't avoid it, so he yelled in panic.

The injury was too heavy, and the strength of the Five Gods Realm could not be exerted by half.

"Father, here I come! Anyone who dares to kill my father, die!"

Lan Feixian roared wildly, his voice was rumbling, and it came from a distance like shaking the sky.

He even saw the frightened expression on his father's face, and saw the huge sword flower behind him, covering him!

Leng Qiu looked at them, his eyes sparkled, his eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth turned up unnaturally, revealing a cruel sneer.

Roaring indifferently:

"The Lan family will be destroyed today. Even if the heavenly king Lao Tzu comes, he can't stop me! God blocks and kills gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas!"

The voice is so powerful that it is so powerful that even the air trembles, let alone the humans on the ground.

Everyone was so frightened that they didn't even dare to move.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Leng Qiu, feeling that his aura had risen again, and he had become a killing god.

At the same time, the fire dragon bow in his hand unfolded, and the four arrows, carrying the fire dragon, rushed out rapidly, piercing the void, and reaching the more than 20 people who rushed over.

The arm waved again and again, and twenty arrows were shot in the blink of an eye. Twenty fire dragons formed a long line and rushed forward.

The entire void crackled, and the temperature rose by dozens of degrees.

Accompanied by the roar of fire dragons, there was a series of sounds of long swords piercing the skin.

"Ah... my son, save me!"

Lan Caiming's nine-lotus swordsmanship was doubled, piercing 32 important acupuncture points on his body, and blood spurted wildly.

The endless excitement and ecstasy in his eyes have all turned into despair and sorrow at this moment.

He had already seen the figure of his son, saw many masters behind him, and started to attack with all his strength, but he couldn't wait for the moment of convergence.

"I hate it!"

Regardless of the blood spurting from his mouth, Lan Caiming stretched his right hand towards his son and roared loudly.

"Hoohoo!"

The body exhausted the last bit of strength, stared at his son with both eyes, and kept falling to the ground.

He obviously lost all his strength when he saw his son who was close at hand. Of course he was mad with hatred.

It's just that the nine princesses don't care, as enemies, how can they let them survive?

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself!
In any case, they must be killed today!
"father!"

Lan Feixian, who barely avoided the fire dragon, roared wildly, stepped on a black panther, and rushed over quickly.

The shrill screams, like the mournful cry of a cold bird, are heartbreaking.

Coming quickly, he caught Lan Caiming's body one second before he landed, and let the blood splash all over his body.

"I'm dead, puff! Take revenge for me..."

The last look flashed in Lan Caiming's eyes, and he confessed the last sentence, hoping to kill Leng Qiu.

The nine princesses are just incidental and have no effect.

"father--"

The stern roar made Lan Feixian roar to the sky.

"Whoosh..."

Just when he was distracted to check his father's injuries, the fire dragon that had just dodged past flew towards his back again with the sound of wind.

"impossible!"

When Lan Feixian came to his senses, it was too late, he didn't care about his father's body, and quickly avoided it!
Watching helplessly as the fire dragon directly burned Lan Caiming's body to ashes!

"Do not--"

He never thought that such a result would happen, without even responding, his father became a dead man.

With endless anger on his face, he roared wildly.

"呲呲呲..."

Just when he lost his mind, the nine lotus swordsmanship of the nine princesses pierced through the void and enveloped him.

A ball of divine fire was burning on his chest, releasing boundless true energy.

"Dangdang, puff!"

Lan Feixian, who was in a daze, blocked it with all his strength, and five balls of divine fire appeared in front of his chest, and there was a phantom in it.

Even though his strength was strong and his true energy was endless, he still couldn't block all the sword moves, and was pierced through his arms and thighs.

"Whoosh!"

The Ninth Princess, who accepted it as soon as she saw it, dodged in an instant, hid outside the range of power, and concentrated on looking for a fighter.

The battle between them begins, and Leng Qiu is also facing a real crisis.

The twenty fire dragons just now only shot and killed two fifth-level seventh-level masters of the five gods, injured four people, and all of them turned into corpses and fell to the ground.

It's just that during the fall, it turned into a mummy, and was sucked away by Leng Qiu.

It has to be admitted that high-level fighters increase their strength more, and they increase their strength by nearly [-] in an instant.

The remaining 19 people, [-] meters away from Leng Qiu, surrounded him in groups.

There are divine fires floating in front of each chest, and temples have appeared, with powerful strength.

One of them, between the divine fire, two blood-red palaces, floating up and down, releasing endless coercion, which doubles the pressure in people's hearts.

He is Tian Dakeng, one of the three deputy suzerains of Luofengling. He is wearing a purple robe, a green cloud crown, and tiger leather boots. He is standing on top of a giant python, watching him.

Someone suddenly shouted:

"Leng Qiu, your time of death has arrived!"

Just one sentence makes people feel the endless killing atmosphere.

The people in the entire Blue Fire City finally felt that Leng Qiu's aura was suppressed, as if a mountain in their hearts had been removed, and they could breathe air freely.

Many people took the opportunity to escape from Blue Fire City, unwilling to continue to bear the aftermath of their battle.

But there are also those who are brave, or have other purposes, and stand hundreds of meters away to watch the battle.

The battle between the Nine Princesses and Lan Feixian couldn't continue because of the overwhelming momentum. They were gazing at the battlefield from a hundred meters away.

Fan Saihua was worried about her master for the first time. Among them were the second level of the Eighth Palace Realm, six peaks of the Five God Realm, and six of the Ninth Level of the Five God Realm.

Even if it is a nine-tier sect, facing them, it can only be exterminated.

Let alone Leng Qiu alone.

But she couldn't help either.

The strength is low, only the first level of the five gods, not enough for others to breathe.

However, at this moment, Leng Qiu didn't have the slightest fear, instead, his aura kept rising.

The blood flowed rapidly, like a big river, surging and rumbling.

Murderous intent appeared in both eyes, and he glanced around coldly.

(End of this chapter)