Chapter 130 The snipe and clam fight, the fisherman wins
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Luo Chen Yan Miao
Chapter 130 The snipe and clam fight, the fisherman wins
Moorhan pulled out the sword at his waist and stared at the surrounding forest solemnly. As a fighting spirit, he naturally felt something was wrong.
"Everyone, return to Black Seal City!"
Mohan realized that something was wrong, and immediately arranged for people to return to the city. As long as they could go back, no one could kill them.
But how could the other party give the Black Skull Tomb this chance?
As a mass of blood gushed out, their way of escape was also blocked, and the two fighters who touched the blood instantly turned into a mass of bones and died on the spot!
He didn't even have time to scream.
Moorehan's pupils shrank, and he immediately assumed an attacking posture, "This is the Blood Demon Palm of the Blood Sect, Fan Ling, get out!"
"Hehehe, not bad, you discovered us so quickly, hehe, as expected of a genius at the Black Skull Tomb, where is Mohan?"
As the voice fell, Fan Ling, the young patriarch of the Blood Sect, came out with a smile, holding a scimitar with eagle claws that he couldn't put it down in his hand.
"Mohan. You have today too. I thought we would never meet again. Who would have thought that you would sneak up on a small road? Hehe, you really answered that sentence. If you don't go to heaven, there is no way to hell. break in."
"Hand over the three thousand thunders and the fragments of the Jinglian Yaohuo picture, and this young master may be in a good mood to spare your life."
Mohan snorted coldly: "Fan Ling, if you want something from me, you don't piss to see what you are. Your blood sect is not enough to see in front of my black skull tomb, so get out of here wisely. Otherwise, we will If the Dou Huang powerhouse comes here, even your father will have to die."
As soon as these words came out, the smell of gunpowder in this place became stronger, and Fan Ling gritted his teeth secretly. Since they wanted to die, then don't blame yourself for being rude.
"Quick battle, kill them all, leave no one behind!"
Following Fan Ling's order, the disciples of the Blood Sect behind him charged towards the strong man in the Black Skull Tomb like a tide.
There was no suspense in this battle, the strength of the blood sect was tyrannical, coupled with the presence of the elder of the blood sect who was at the pinnacle of fighting spirit, he easily killed all the strong men in the black skull tomb.
Mohan roared angrily: "Kill me, and you will wait for the unending revenge from the Black Skull Grave."
Hearing the other party's threat, Fan Ling immediately burst out laughing, "Hahaha, I'm so scared, but if I kill you, who would know that we did it?"
"The Black Horn Region is originally a place where the weak prey on the strong, and your deaths will only serve as nourishment for this place."
As soon as the words were finished, Fan Ling rushed up quickly, chopped off Mohan's head with a single knife, and got his ring by the way.
Now, everything belongs to their blood sect.
Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill, Earth-level Fighting Technique, Jinglian Yaohuo Remnant Map, hehehe, it's really comfortable to get so many good things without spending a penny.
Fan Ling sneered again and again, these idiots really think that they can do whatever they want with money, but they don't know that in this dark corner full of killings, the hard fists are the real hard ones!
Suddenly, a suffocating sense of oppression swept across in an instant.I saw a palm print that turned into fighting spirit and flew past suddenly, it was an attack that was enough to threaten my life.
Fan Ling's face changed drastically, and he grabbed the two Blood Sect disciples beside him, and before they could react, he threw it forcefully, directly hitting the attack that was coming at speed.
There was a loud bang, and after two screams, Zi Yan appeared here with a smile, and it was she who used the previous fighting skills.
"Hey, it's really fun to kill and steal."
"Where did the stinky child come from!"
Fan Ling yelled loudly. When he saw the other person's appearance clearly, the corner of Fan Ling's mouth revealed a greedy expression. Looking at Zi Yan who had an immature appearance, Fan Ling also licked his lips, and said wretchedly: "It turned out to be a little loli , tsk tsk, don’t know how it tastes?”
Zi Yandai frowned slightly, a little disgusted by Fan Ling's obscene gaze, she quickly raised her fist and smashed it.
The elder of the Blood Sect saw the right time to stand in front of the Young Sect Master, but with his strength, he was not strong enough to fight against Zi Yan, who was a Dou Wang powerhouse.
The whole person was like a kite with a broken string, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air, and then hit the ground heavily, dying suddenly on the spot.
Maybe he never thought that he would die tragically at the hands of a girl with a childlike face and a fierce face...
Fan Ling looked weird. This girl actually killed the Dou Ling peak powerhouse she brought with her punch. Could it be the Dou Wang powerhouse?
"Hiss~" Fan Ling gasped, "He's really a fighting king!"
Zi Yan clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Such a weak old guy, don't come out and show yourself, it's not enough for me to punch you."
The corners of Fan Ling's mouth twitched, he straightened his back, cupped his hands and said, "Who exactly is your Excellency? I am the young patriarch of the Blood Sect, Fan Ling. My father is a top ten Dou Huang powerhouse on the black list. It is not clear who offends our Blood Sect." lift!"
"Blood sect? Is it very attractive?"
"you!"
Fan Ling said angrily: "You insulted the blood sect, who are you?!"
"Who do you care about me?" Zi Yan put her hands on her hips, curled her lips with disdain, she didn't care about Fan Ling's threat to her, instead, she kicked the stone in front of her with all her strength, indirectly killing two bloody people. Zong disciples.
Xiao Yan, who was hiding in the dark, swallowed his saliva, and whispered: "Teacher, this girl is so powerful, she looks like she is only a teenager, but she has already reached the realm of fighting king, it's so terrifying."
Yao Chen said with a strange expression: "I have never felt the aura of this fighting king..."
"What, with the teacher's soul power..."
"Impossible." Yao Chen immediately said: "I've already felt it since she appeared. Obviously, someone deliberately blocked her breath, and that person should be quite powerful."
Hearing the teacher's words, Xiao Yan swallowed his saliva. In this way, the other party still has strong people nearby, and he may have already discovered his existence.
Zi Yan was also a little tired of playing, she directly grabbed Fan Ling's neck and pressed it hard on the ground.With a muffled bang, Fan Ling was thrown with stares in his eyes, blood splattered everywhere.
"It's disgusting."
Zi Yan withdrew her right hand in disgust. Obviously, she didn't want to touch the body of Fan Ling, the young patriarch of the Blood Sect.
Fan Ling's breathing became short of breath, "How is it possible... I have broken through the fighting spirit for many years, and I have never seen this kind of fighting king..."
"That only proves that you have seen too little."
Zi Yan tore off Fan Ling's ring forcefully. Brother Li Xiao told her not to hurt her life. After all, he was also Fan Lao's most beloved son. They only wanted money and didn't hurt others.
However, just as Zi Yan was about to leave, Fan Ling suddenly jumped up from the ground, rushing towards Zi Yan's position like crazy.
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Moorhan pulled out the sword at his waist and stared at the surrounding forest solemnly. As a fighting spirit, he naturally felt something was wrong.
"Everyone, return to Black Seal City!"
Mohan realized that something was wrong, and immediately arranged for people to return to the city. As long as they could go back, no one could kill them.
But how could the other party give the Black Skull Tomb this chance?
As a mass of blood gushed out, their way of escape was also blocked, and the two fighters who touched the blood instantly turned into a mass of bones and died on the spot!
He didn't even have time to scream.
Moorehan's pupils shrank, and he immediately assumed an attacking posture, "This is the Blood Demon Palm of the Blood Sect, Fan Ling, get out!"
"Hehehe, not bad, you discovered us so quickly, hehe, as expected of a genius at the Black Skull Tomb, where is Mohan?"
As the voice fell, Fan Ling, the young patriarch of the Blood Sect, came out with a smile, holding a scimitar with eagle claws that he couldn't put it down in his hand.
"Mohan. You have today too. I thought we would never meet again. Who would have thought that you would sneak up on a small road? Hehe, you really answered that sentence. If you don't go to heaven, there is no way to hell. break in."
"Hand over the three thousand thunders and the fragments of the Jinglian Yaohuo picture, and this young master may be in a good mood to spare your life."
Mohan snorted coldly: "Fan Ling, if you want something from me, you don't piss to see what you are. Your blood sect is not enough to see in front of my black skull tomb, so get out of here wisely. Otherwise, we will If the Dou Huang powerhouse comes here, even your father will have to die."
As soon as these words came out, the smell of gunpowder in this place became stronger, and Fan Ling gritted his teeth secretly. Since they wanted to die, then don't blame yourself for being rude.
"Quick battle, kill them all, leave no one behind!"
Following Fan Ling's order, the disciples of the Blood Sect behind him charged towards the strong man in the Black Skull Tomb like a tide.
There was no suspense in this battle, the strength of the blood sect was tyrannical, coupled with the presence of the elder of the blood sect who was at the pinnacle of fighting spirit, he easily killed all the strong men in the black skull tomb.
Mohan roared angrily: "Kill me, and you will wait for the unending revenge from the Black Skull Grave."
Hearing the other party's threat, Fan Ling immediately burst out laughing, "Hahaha, I'm so scared, but if I kill you, who would know that we did it?"
"The Black Horn Region is originally a place where the weak prey on the strong, and your deaths will only serve as nourishment for this place."
As soon as the words were finished, Fan Ling rushed up quickly, chopped off Mohan's head with a single knife, and got his ring by the way.
Now, everything belongs to their blood sect.
Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill, Earth-level Fighting Technique, Jinglian Yaohuo Remnant Map, hehehe, it's really comfortable to get so many good things without spending a penny.
Fan Ling sneered again and again, these idiots really think that they can do whatever they want with money, but they don't know that in this dark corner full of killings, the hard fists are the real hard ones!
Suddenly, a suffocating sense of oppression swept across in an instant.I saw a palm print that turned into fighting spirit and flew past suddenly, it was an attack that was enough to threaten my life.
Fan Ling's face changed drastically, and he grabbed the two Blood Sect disciples beside him, and before they could react, he threw it forcefully, directly hitting the attack that was coming at speed.
There was a loud bang, and after two screams, Zi Yan appeared here with a smile, and it was she who used the previous fighting skills.
"Hey, it's really fun to kill and steal."
"Where did the stinky child come from!"
Fan Ling yelled loudly. When he saw the other person's appearance clearly, the corner of Fan Ling's mouth revealed a greedy expression. Looking at Zi Yan who had an immature appearance, Fan Ling also licked his lips, and said wretchedly: "It turned out to be a little loli , tsk tsk, don’t know how it tastes?”
Zi Yandai frowned slightly, a little disgusted by Fan Ling's obscene gaze, she quickly raised her fist and smashed it.
The elder of the Blood Sect saw the right time to stand in front of the Young Sect Master, but with his strength, he was not strong enough to fight against Zi Yan, who was a Dou Wang powerhouse.
The whole person was like a kite with a broken string, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air, and then hit the ground heavily, dying suddenly on the spot.
Maybe he never thought that he would die tragically at the hands of a girl with a childlike face and a fierce face...
Fan Ling looked weird. This girl actually killed the Dou Ling peak powerhouse she brought with her punch. Could it be the Dou Wang powerhouse?
"Hiss~" Fan Ling gasped, "He's really a fighting king!"
Zi Yan clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Such a weak old guy, don't come out and show yourself, it's not enough for me to punch you."
The corners of Fan Ling's mouth twitched, he straightened his back, cupped his hands and said, "Who exactly is your Excellency? I am the young patriarch of the Blood Sect, Fan Ling. My father is a top ten Dou Huang powerhouse on the black list. It is not clear who offends our Blood Sect." lift!"
"Blood sect? Is it very attractive?"
"you!"
Fan Ling said angrily: "You insulted the blood sect, who are you?!"
"Who do you care about me?" Zi Yan put her hands on her hips, curled her lips with disdain, she didn't care about Fan Ling's threat to her, instead, she kicked the stone in front of her with all her strength, indirectly killing two bloody people. Zong disciples.
Xiao Yan, who was hiding in the dark, swallowed his saliva, and whispered: "Teacher, this girl is so powerful, she looks like she is only a teenager, but she has already reached the realm of fighting king, it's so terrifying."
Yao Chen said with a strange expression: "I have never felt the aura of this fighting king..."
"What, with the teacher's soul power..."
"Impossible." Yao Chen immediately said: "I've already felt it since she appeared. Obviously, someone deliberately blocked her breath, and that person should be quite powerful."
Hearing the teacher's words, Xiao Yan swallowed his saliva. In this way, the other party still has strong people nearby, and he may have already discovered his existence.
Zi Yan was also a little tired of playing, she directly grabbed Fan Ling's neck and pressed it hard on the ground.With a muffled bang, Fan Ling was thrown with stares in his eyes, blood splattered everywhere.
"It's disgusting."
Zi Yan withdrew her right hand in disgust. Obviously, she didn't want to touch the body of Fan Ling, the young patriarch of the Blood Sect.
Fan Ling's breathing became short of breath, "How is it possible... I have broken through the fighting spirit for many years, and I have never seen this kind of fighting king..."
"That only proves that you have seen too little."
Zi Yan tore off Fan Ling's ring forcefully. Brother Li Xiao told her not to hurt her life. After all, he was also Fan Lao's most beloved son. They only wanted money and didn't hurt others.
However, just as Zi Yan was about to leave, Fan Ling suddenly jumped up from the ground, rushing towards Zi Yan's position like crazy.
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(End of this chapter)
