Dou Po starts from the sign-in

Chapter 227 Gu Fan's Shot!

"Hey, do you want to block my blood-eroded arrows with this broken battle armor?" Fan Ling couldn't help sneering when he saw the action of the great Dou Shi, the bow was fully bowed, and when his fingers were loosened, his long hair wrapped in bloody energy The arrow shot out violently, turned into a streak of blood, like lightning, and collided fiercely with the battle qi armor, and immediately, there was a teeth-piercing creaking sound.

The creaking sound didn't last long, and it stopped abruptly, because the bloody long arrow directly corroded a small hole in the battle qi armor, and the long arrow penetrated into the body of the great fighter through the hole. Throat...

Looking indifferently at the big fighter who fell limply on the ground, Fan Ling looked at the blood guards who were attacked by these two big fighters and killed nearly ten blood guards. He couldn't help but feel a little distressed. But it's not easy...

"Fortunately, there are three thousand thunderbolts as compensation..." Fan Ling murmured in his heart, and then he felt better. He turned his head and looked coldly at the other two black skull tombs that were dragged immobile by two elders. Fighting spirit powerhouse.

With a gloomy face, he dodged the attack of the opponent in front of him, and the middle-aged man who was called Moorhan said hoarsely: "Fan Ling, you will regret it!"

Laughing coldly, Fan Ling waved the bow and arrow in his hand slightly, pointing at another strong fighter, the tip of the arrow was filled with blood, and his pupils were constricted at this moment, at a certain moment, he finally found the strong fighter The opening that was forced out by one's own people, the finger was loosened, and the bloody arrow shot out. Moments later, a long arrow ruthlessly shot into the chest of the strong fighting spirit man.

"Die together!"

The strong Dou Ling from the Black Skull Tomb was also fierce. He was seriously injured by Fan Ling's cold arrow, and blood kept spitting out of his mouth, but he lost the weapon in his hand and frantically resisted the scene of his arm being cut off by his opponent. Pain, the other arm clung to the latter tightly, and shouted with a ferocious face: "Bone burst!"

"Elder Han, get back!" Fan Ling hurriedly shouted after seeing the black skull tomb powerhouse who suddenly turned strangely purple.

"Oh!"

As soon as Fan Ling shouted, the fighting spirit expert exploded, and the violent energy fluctuations of the explosion directly lifted nearly half a foot of soil from the nearby ground, and the blood fighting spirit expert was also blown to pieces. Ragged, torn and torn, his face was so pale that he almost hung up in one breath.

"Damn it!" Seeing that Elder Han, who had lost his fighting power for the time being despite taking a life, Fan Ling cursed angrily, waved his palm, and said coldly, "Blood Guard obeys orders, besiege and kill Moorhan!"

"Yes!" Following Fan Ling's order, the remaining [-] or so blood guards raised their blood-stained long knives again, and then charged towards Moorhan with a bloody aura all over their bodies. .

The siege and anti-siege are brutally going on in this open space!

There is a strong fighting spirit guard in front of him, and dozens of powerful blood guards around him sneak attack, and he has to secretly watch out for Fan Ling's cold arrows outside the field. Under such extreme distraction, Moore Han After only persisting for a few minutes, he was forced out by that Elder Luo. Although he fought back desperately, causing Elder Na Luo to be seriously injured, he was completely beaten by the latter's ruthless palm. Passed out.

"Pooh..."

Clutching his chest, that Elder Luo took a few breaths, spat out a mouthful of blood, glanced at the only ten blood guards left and Elder Han who was seriously injured, couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile, he didn't expect these black skeletons The people in the tomb are also so brave and not afraid of death, what a hard fight...

Seeing that Moorhan finally fell into a coma, Fan Ling, who had been pulling the bowstring outside the arena, breathed a sigh of relief. He threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, walked forward quickly, snatched the long knife from a blood guard, and then filled his hands. He slashed at Mohan's neck with a ferocious face, killing him completely.

When Fan Ling was speaking, the dozen or so blood guards who still had fighting power in that field all flitted around in a tacit understanding, and just surrounded the black-robed man, and that Elder Luo was also one of them. His face was gloomy and cold, and a pair of icy pupils were filled with killing intent. No matter what the purpose of the visitor was, since he had thwarted their actions, he must not be allowed to leave alive.

"Hehe, Master Fan Ling, we meet again." A playful smile appeared on Qingxiu's face, and Gu Fan played with the silver scroll in his hand, not caring about the blood guards who surrounded him, and said with a light smile.

"Hand over the remnants of the picture, and keep your whole body." The long knife as bright as blood in his hand pointed at Gu Fan, and Fan Ling's gloomy words contained a gushing murderous intent.

Seeing Gu Fan's actions, the corners of Fan Ling's mouth twitched, and a tinge of lividness appeared on his pale face, and he spat out two good words that contained fierce killing intent.

Just as the word Fan Ling fell, the dozen or so blood guards who surrounded Gu Fan in a circle suddenly yelled in unison, and a gloomy blood-colored battle energy surged out of their bodies on the long knife in their hands, In the end, all the blood knives were wrapped in it, and the sole of his foot suddenly stepped on the tree trunk, and a dozen figures shot towards Gu Fan violently.

The corner of his eyes glanced at the blood guards who were besieging from all directions. Gu Fan slowly stretched out his palm, and tightly grasped the handle of the mysterious ruler hidden in the black robe behind his back. He closed his eyes slightly to feel the approaching cold air Jin, after a while, his eyes suddenly opened, a majestic aura burst out from his body, and immediately a huge black shadow brought an oppressive aura, lifted the cover of the black robe, like a circle of black wind wheels, With Gu Fan as the center point, it spread fiercely.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

Where the black wind wheel passed, sparks flew everywhere, and the long knives in the hands of those blood guards were directly shaken out of their hands by the huge force contained in it. Only a few strong blood guards could barely hold it The weapon in his hand, but that is also under the premise that the tiger's mouth is broken by the shock.

The spinning soles stopped suddenly, and the black wind wheel dissipated. Looking up at the blood guard who was only half a meter away from him, but still full of fierceness, Gu Fan sneered, and the soles of his feet slammed on the tree trunk. A burst of energy exploded, and his body almost turned into a black shadow of lightning, shuttling through the attack of more than a dozen blood guards.

"Boom, boom..."

There was a muffled sound as the body shuttled, and every time there was a muffled sound, a blood guard fell from the dense branches, spitting blood, hit the ground heavily, and struggled a few times. But it was still powerless and limp down.

Looking up at the fierce lightning battle in mid-air, Fan Ling's originally cold face suddenly calmed down a lot at this moment. He lightly picked up a blood-stained long knife on the ground with his toes, and when he stretched out his hand, he grasped it tightly. In his hand, he tore the clothes casually, slowly wiped the blood on the knife, and said indifferently: "With this level of strength, you dare to come to my Fan Ling's mouth to grab food, enough courage and pride..."

(End of this chapter)