A group of red shadows roared through the mountains and forests like a raging flood, and the rich bloody aura directly made some low-level demonic beasts who went out to forage not dare to come forward, so they had to look at the group of people rushing by from not far away with a fearful gaze. Starting

Soon after the red crowd flashed by, another black shadow jumped out from the tree, he dodged and stopped on a tree trunk, looked up at the red figures running wildly, couldn't help frowning, and said in a low voice: "If it drags on like this, I'm afraid that Fan Fu will have to chase after him."

After a moment of deep silence, Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and said secretly: "If you don't have a chance to make a move, then you can only force your move." ”

After speaking, his toes were a little branch again, and his body fell lightly, and then his body continued to hang the team in front of him.

Two teams with different numbers rushed through the mountains and forests one after the other, and they were no more than 100 meters away from each other.

Hanging tightly behind the team in front, Xiao Yan silently counted the time in his heart, so after a few minutes passed, he finally couldn't bear it, and stomped on the trunk of the tree with the sole of his foot, and the speed was just high, but he suddenly found that the team of Fan Ling and others in front of him suddenly stopped, and his heart jumped at the moment, the speed slowed down, and he quietly climbed the branches, and cautiously approached the past martial arts.

In a clearing in the forest, Fan Ling waved his hand to stop the speed of the team, looked at a blood guard in front of him who was sent out to explore the way, and said coldly: "Is there movement ahead?"

"Young Sect Master, in the mountain road in the direction of our front, there are traces of human figures, and after detection, it seems to be a person from the Black Skull Tomb. The blood guard knelt on one knee and reported on the martial arts.

"Skeleton Tomb?" Hearing this, Fan Ling's face changed slightly: "We were also intercepted, how did they know our whereabouts?"

"Young Sect Master. Look at them. It's not like they're ambushing us. Instead, it's like looking for a remote mountain trail. In this way, the experienced blood guard who rushed back to Skull City was slightly late to make a move.

"Oh, hey. Photographed the ground level fighting skills. Find the back of your way back to Skull City. This is really in line with the character of those guys," his eyes narrowed slightly. Thinking of the volume that made him salivate, the "Three Thousand Thunder Movements" body fighting technique. Fan Ling's heart suddenly flashed with an uncontrollable fiery gaze, sweeping around. Suddenly, he asked, "How many of them are there?"

"Exactly ten people. ”

"Grey Skull, that's one of them?" Fan Ling then asked. The gray skeleton in his mouth. It was yesterday at the auction. The gray-robed middle-aged man who competed with him for the "Three Thousand Thunders" was martial arts.

"The land is judged according to the land of the subordinates. The opponent should have two Dou Ling powerhouses and a great Dou Master. The rest of the land is at the level of a fighter. The blood guard said in a deep voice.

"Two Fighting Spirits. Two Great Dou Masters," he muttered to himself in a low voice. After a long time. Fan Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and a greedy and cruel smile flashed in his pupils. With a wave of his hand, he said coldly: "Speed up." Catch up with the Black Skull Graveyard Man. I didn't plan to hit them. But they had to walk such a mountain path by themselves. Then it's no wonder that Ben Shao's heart is black. ”

"The young sect master said that our most urgent task at the moment is to escort the Yin Yang Xuanlong Pill back to Twilight City first, and then it will be broken, I'm afraid it will be very unfavorable to us. Seeing that Fan Ling was actually planning to intercept the old man who had been following him from the Black Skull Tomb, he couldn't help but hurriedly dissuade Dao Wu from making a move.

"Elder Luo is worried, the other party is far inferior to us in terms of numbers and overall strength, for the sake of a volume of earth-level fighting skills, we are worth taking this risk. With a wave of his hand, Fan Ling said lightly.

Hearing this, Elder Na Luo was a little late, glanced at another old man on the side, and then looked at Fan Ling, who was full of resoluteness, so he had to nod helplessly.

"When the time comes, trouble the two elders to drag each other's Dou Ling powerhouse, I will lead the blood guard to deal with the other people from the Black Skull Tomb, this time is the same as the people who besieged and killed the Heavenly Snake Mansion before, and I must not miss half a person!" Fan Ling said coldly, killing decisively, not too late, but he can be regarded as a character, but he is a little too greedy.

As Fan Ling's voice fell, the group of blood guards all nodded silently, and did not make any other abnormal noises.

Nodding with satisfaction, Fan Ling waved his hand and took the lead in rushing into the forest.

Soon after Fan Ling and the others disappeared, Xiao Yan's figure appeared on the trunk of a large tree, looking at the place where the former and the others disappeared, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: "Guy who is not greedy enough, when you see a good thing, you want to grab it this time, you are destined to be robbed." ”

With a slight smile, Xiao Yan's figure floated down the tree, and then turned into a black shadow and rushed into the forest.

Xiao Yan's figure drifted in the forest, and after nearly ten minutes, he suddenly slowed down, his body was hidden behind a big tree, he tilted his head slightly, and cast his gaze out to move the world.

At this time, in a clearing just a few dozen meters away, dozens of blood guards covered in bloody breath were forming a circle, surrounding several people with black skulls on their robes, looking at the mess all over the ground and the scars on their bodies, it was obvious that in the short time before, the two sides had already fought fiercely.

Not far from this battle circle, there are two small battle circles, four figures staggered past each other, the sharp weapons in their hands carry fierce energy, fiercely split, occasionally the sword light and sword qi misses, and the boulder or big tree next to it is directly cut off, which can be seen that the two sides are really fighting for life and death, without the slightest intention of fighting.

Sweeping through the messy clearing after the fight, Xiao Yan glanced at the two small battle circles again, one of them was a middle-aged man in a gray robe, who was the person from the Black Skull Tomb in the auction hall yesterday.

"The people of the Black Skull Tomb, there are no people in the Heavenly Snake Mansion who have been beaten, Xiao Yan muttered in his heart

The blood-soaked blood guards had already started attacking again, and the blood that came to their noses was almost disgusting, and under the dozens of bright blood knives, the eight people in the Black Skull Tomb, except for the two big fighters who still gritted their teeth and insisted, the others were all directly hacked to death by random knives, and the death was very miserable.

"Whew!"

The pitch-black cold arrow suddenly burst out from the side, carrying a rich blood qi, and it was fiercely inserted into the throat of a great fighter like lightning, and the huge force contained in it directly made the arrow body penetrate through the throat of the latter, and finally nailed to a tree trunk and swing rapidly.

Xiao Yan's gaze swept in the direction of the cold arrow, and it turned out that the person who shot it turned out to be Fan Ling who was holding a longbow, at this time, after killing a great fighter, he raised his bow again and pointed at another big fighter.

Seeing Fan Ling's long arrow, the face of the Great Dou Master changed greatly, and the Dou Qi in his body surged, and in an instant, a somewhat rough Dou Qi armor was condensed on the surface of his body.

"Hey, with this broken fighting armor, you want to block my blood erosion arrow?" Seeing the actions of the great fighting master, Fan Ling couldn't help but sneer, the bow was full of strings, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, the long arrow wrapped in blood-colored energy burst out into a bloody light, like lightning, and collided with the fighting armor fiercely, and suddenly, a tooth-sore creaking sound sounded.

The crunching sound didn't last long, it was a sudden stop, because the blood-colored long arrow actually directly corroded the Dou Qi armor into a thin fierce hole long arrow, and it entered the throat of the great fighting master from the hole

Indifferently looking at the big fighter who fell to the ground softly, Fan Ling looked at the two big fighters who were fighting back to the death, killing nearly ten blood guards, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed in his heart, these blood guards are not easy to cultivate

Fortunately, there were three thousand thunder movements as compensation, and Fan Ling felt a little better, and looked coldly at the two other two Black Skull Tomb Fighting Spirit powerhouses who were dragged by the two elders and couldn't move, and said lightly: "Moerhan, hand over the "Three Thousand Thunder Movements" yourself, and I will keep you with a whole corpse." ”

The gloomy opponent in front of him dodged the attack, and the middle-aged man who was called Moerhan said in a hoarse voice: "Fan Ling, you will regret it!"

Smiled coldly, the bow and arrow in Fan's hand swung slightly, pointing at another Douling powerhouse, the tip of the arrow was bloody, and the pupils of his eyes were constricted at this moment, and at a certain moment, he finally found the flaw that the Douling powerhouse was forced out by his own people, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, the blood arrow burst out, and after an instant, the chest of the Fighting Spirit powerhouse was shot into the martial arts by a long arrow.

"Die!"

The Fighting Spirit powerhouse of the Black Skull Tomb was also fierce, he was seriously injured by Fan Ling's cold arrow, and the blood in his mouth kept spitting out, but he lost the weapon in his hand, and frantically resisted the severe pain of being cut off by the opponent's knife, and the other arm, entangled the latter, and shouted with a hideous face: "Bone explosion!"

"Elder Han, retreat!" Seeing the black skull tomb powerhouse with a strange and purple face, Fan Ling's face changed, and he hurriedly shouted martial arts.

"Bang!"

As soon as Fan Ling's shout fell, the Dou Ling powerhouse exploded violently, and the strong energy fluctuations of the explosion directly lifted nearly half a foot of dirt off the nearby ground, and the Dou Ling powerhouse of the Blood Sect was also blown into rags, his skin was open, and his face was so pale that he almost hung up in one breath.

"Damn!" Seeing that although he had picked up a life, but had temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, Fan Ling scolded angrily, waved his palm, and said coldly: "The blood guard obeys the order and besieges Moerhan!"

"Yes!" As Fan Ling's order fell, the remaining twenty or so blood guards, the bloodstained long knives in their hands were erected again, and then with a bloody aura, they besieged and killed Na Moerhan.

The siege and counter-siege are being carried out brutally on this open space!

There is a strong fighting spirit in front of him, and there are dozens of powerful blood guards around him to sneak attack, and he has to secretly watch out for Fan Ling's cold arrows outside the field, under such extreme distraction, after only holding on for a few points, that Moerhan was forced out of the flaw by that Elder Luo, although he was also desperately fighting back, so that Elder Naluo was not lightly injured, but he was completely beaten to death by the latter's fierce palm.

"Phew"

Holding his chest, the Elder Luo took a few breaths, spit out a mouthful of blood, glanced at the blood guards who were only a dozen or so left, and the seriously injured Elder Han, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, I didn't expect these people from the Black Skull Tomb to be so fearless of death, a red battle

Seeing that Moerhan was finally unconscious, Fan Ling, who had been pulling the bowstring outside the field, breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, walked forward quickly, snatched the long knife from the hand of a blood guard, and then slashed at Moerhan's neck with a hideous face, completely ending him in martial arts.

The tip of the knife was lightly picked, picking up the ring on Moerhan's finger, Fan Ling hurriedly flipped in it, and after a while, a touch of ecstasy that could not be concealed surged on his face, and with a flick of his palm, a simple silver scroll appeared in his hand.

"Haha, thunder three thousand, damn, it's finally in my hands, after I learn it, even if it's a strong fighter, what can I do?" Haha!" Holding the scroll tightly, Fan Ling couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh wildly.

Just as Fan Ling was laughing wildly, a suction force suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the silver scroll flew out in an instant, and was finally caught by a slender palm at will.

"Hehe, thank you Young Sect Master Fan Ling for your hard work, but it's better to help keep this thing. ”

On a tree trunk, a black robe flashed strangely, and on his palm, the silver ground level fighting technique was reflecting a faint luster under the sunlight.