Chapter 159 Three Thousand Thunders, Fan Lao Goes Crazy
Time goes forward a little.
Lin Xiu hammered the transparent fire python tirelessly, and every time he hit it, flames would splash.
Suddenly, a familiar cry came from outside the tower.
"Zi Yan? Why is she here? Didn't I tell her not to get involved?"
Lin Xiu paused and frowned.
Because he had robbed Fan Ling before, his death was caused by the Bone Spirit Cold Fire.
So even if Fan Lao had means, he probably couldn't guess it was Xiao Yan.
Moreover, Zi Yan didn't have a good relationship with Xiao Yan, so she shouldn't attack Fan Lao.
Therefore, Lin Xiu had told her before that if the Fallen Heart Flame rioted, she should hide as far away as possible.
Zi Yan didn't ask why Lin Xiu guessed it in advance.
Because Lin Xiu almost died at the hands of the Fallen Heart Flame.
While thinking, Lin Xiu saw a thin figure flying in from the door.
Lightning flashed under his feet.
He came behind the figure and stretched out his hand to hold Zi Yan in his arms.
"Lin Xiu, someone hit me!"
Zi Yan was not injured, but she felt wronged.
She wanted to help, but she didn't.
Before Lin Xiu could speak, another figure wrapped in blue flames rushed in.
"Lin Xiu? Why are you here?"
Han Feng looked carefully and found that it was his undercover agent. He was overjoyed.
Great.
It turned out that there was an acquaintance in the tower. Doesn't this mean that he has the Fallen Heart Flame?
"Hand over the Fallen Heart Flame to me. When the matter is done, come to Fengcheng to find me. I promise to make you second to none!"
Han Feng spoke very fast.
The situation was urgent, and he couldn't talk too much with Lin Xiu. He could only plan to bribe him with benefits according to his previous impression of Lin Xiu.
However.
Lin Xiu's attitude was beyond his expectations.
"Sorry, I still want to be a good student!"
He lowered his eyelids and spoke in a somewhat cold tone.
This scene looked very strange to Han Feng.
You didn't look like this when you betrayed the academy's information before!
Han Feng didn't know at all.
Those news were just facts that would definitely happen in the future. Whether Lin Xiu said it or not, it would not have much impact on the academy.
And Lin Xiu passed it to Han Feng.
He just used his advantage as a prophet to get some benefits from Han Feng.
When the voice fell, Lin Xiu had already rushed out.
Lightning flashed under his feet.
A burst of "hissing" sounded in the tower.
"So fast?"
Looking at the young man who appeared in front of him as if teleporting, Han Feng's eyes widened suddenly.
This speed is already faster than that of an ordinary Dou Zong!
He didn't think that a student could show such a terrifying speed.
So when Lin Xiu's fist was about to hit his face, Han Feng finally reacted.
The combat experience accumulated over the years played a huge role at this moment.
Han Feng sank his buttocks and swung his waist back to avoid Lin Xiu's punch to the face. He clenched his right hand and swung it quickly, making a round arc and hitting Lin Xiu's fist.
You actually want to fight me head-on?
Finding that Lin Xiu had no intention of withdrawing his fist, Han Feng couldn't help but show a hint of sarcasm on his face, and a hint of coldness in his eyes.
I am at the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Huang and a half-step Dou Zong. If it weren't for the damned skills, I would have been promoted to Dou Zong long ago.
And you... Lin Feng!
You dare to play tricks on me, Han Feng, you have to pay the price for your behavior!
The two of them punched each other and collided.
Bang!
The power contained in each other suddenly erupted.
A force was transmitted from the arm with a devastating force, along the shoulder, and rushed into the whole body.
Han Feng was stunned at first, and then showed an unbelievable look, looking at Lin Xiu's calm face in surprise.
In his sight, Han Feng saw Lin Xiu's appearance getting farther and farther away and blurring.
The environment went from being dim to being bright.
After flying backwards for more than a hundred meters and about to land on the ground, Han Feng finally came to his senses, and the wings of Dou Qi behind him fluttered, floating in the air a few meters above the ground.
There was still a trace of surprise in his eyes, looking at the entrance of the Tianfen Refining Qi Tower.
There was no light in the tower, and it was a little dim.
In that shadow, the outline of Lin Xiu's figure could be seen faintly.
"What a strange strength, this is not like a human at all, but a bit like a monster."
Han Feng felt a little sore in his arms, so he shook it and felt better.
"Han Feng, what are you doing? Is there another Dou Zong in the tower?"
In the air, a middle-aged man in a blood-stained robe was full of surprise.
He saw Han Feng enter the tower with his own eyes, and the time from entering to exiting was too short.
In this interval, he could only play one or two moves at most.
"There is no Dou Zong, but there is a Dou Wang who can do three thousand thunders."
Han Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"What did you say? Three thousand thunders?! Han Feng, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
With a bang, Fan Lao burst out with shocking blood energy, a large amount of blood mist spread out, his hair fluttered, and his breath became violent.
The inner courtyard elders who were besieging him were hit by this blood energy and frowned and retreated a distance.
These blood mists contain a sinister aura, which will have a great impact on fighting spirit after being contaminated.
A blood shadow flashed.
The nearly crazy Fan Lao appeared beside Han Feng.
"Master Fan, Three Thousand Thunders is a secret method that Fenglei Pavilion does not pass on. It is difficult for people in the outside world to learn it. I remember that the Black Horn Domain seemed to have auctioned a volume before."
Han Feng looked at the entrance of the Qi Refining Tower, "If you don't believe it, go and verify it."
"Just go!"
Fan Qi did not hesitate.
Since the death of his son Fan Ling, he has been looking for the murderer.
However, there is no clue.
"Get away!"
Covered with energy and blood all over his body, Fan Qi once again turned into a shadow of blood. Faced with Hu Qian's obstruction, he did not stop.
The two of them exchanged palms and each stepped back some distance.
"Sect Master Fan, let me help you stop him."
Just as Hu Qian was regrouping his fighting spirit, Han Feng strangely came out, gathering fighting spirit in his hand and shooting out a powerful force.
Hu Qian was pushed out more than ten meters, and the breath in his body surged. He could only watch the blood shadow rush into the tower.
After repelling Hu Qian, Han Feng's offensive did not stop, and he hit Xiao Yan again with his other hand.
Yao Chen controlled Xiao Yan's body and used Bone Spirit Cold Fire to stop Han Feng's offensive.
When he looked up again, he could only see the back of Han Feng rushing into the tower.
"It's impossible to take away the fallen heart flames!" Xiao Yan snorted angrily and rushed into the tower.
The tower was already in chaos.
The green bull fire spirit covered his body, and Lin Xiu was surrounded by flames, facing Fan Qi.
The bloody fighting spirit that the elders were afraid of had no impact on Lin Xiu at all, and was even ignored by him.
Tsk!
Lin Xiu's figure was like electricity, and he created seven or eight afterimages in the blink of an eye, which dazzled Fan Qi.
"Little tricks!"
With a shake of his palm, Fan Qi fired out seven or eight streaks of bloody fighting energy, condensing blood snakes with thick arms, opening their ferocious bloody mouths, and pounced on Lin Xiu one by one.
In the blink of an eye, all those figures were shattered.
"Is it all a lie?"
Fan Qi was stunned.
At this time, he heard the cold voice ringing behind him.
"Reunite your father and son!"
Lin Xiu's right fist was straightened, as if he had drawn a big bow, and hit Fan Qi in the back of the head.
The wind of the fist tore through the air and let out a scream. The terrifying force pressed Fan Qi's clothes tightly to his back.
What a powerful force!
Although he had not yet felt it personally, Fan Qi could sense the opponent's determination to kill from the change in the air.
His handprints flashed quickly, "Blood-devouring Armor!"
A large amount of blood surged out of the body and condensed into a set of dark red armor covering the body.
Clang!
When Lin Xiu's fist landed on it, it made a sound like the collision of gold and iron.