Dou Po: Signed for three years, starting from capturing the goddess

Chapter 326 Fan Lao!

"Su Qian, I think you should hand over the strange fire, so that we don't have to do anything!" The gold and silver elders said.

"In that case, stop talking nonsense, let's fight!" Su Qian shouted sharply.

Su Qian's face was cold, but he was too lazy to talk nonsense. He twisted his palms slightly, and the majestic battle energy spewed out from his palms, shaking the space so much that it trembled a little.

"Elder Su Qian, I'll ask you one last time, Yihuo, are you going to pay or not?" Han Feng's patience was gradually exhausted during the dawdling. road.

Su Qian had no expression on his face. Facing Han Feng's question, he just waved his sleeve robe, and a powerful fighting spirit suddenly shot out from his sleeve and went straight to Han Feng!
"Humph!"

Su Qian's first attack made Han Feng's face gradually turn cold. He let out a cold snort, flicked his fingers, and a ball of dark blue flames appeared in his palm. With a final wave, he matched that fighting spirit and hit hard together.

War is imminent.

Ning Luo looked into the sky and saw those people fighting with each other.

The whole world rioted in an instant.

"kill!"

The elders flew up one by one, the fighting spirit in the whole body burst out, and powerful breaths were revealed from the whole body.

The overwhelming coercion was released instantly.

Han Feng's side is not easy either, and strong men keep appearing by Han Feng's side one by one.

Han Feng is a Douhuang powerhouse, and he is a sixth-grade pharmacist, so there are naturally many people who help him.

Each of them found an opponent of their own and began to fight.

At this time, Xiao Yan and Yao Lao also started to act.

Ning Luo looked at Yao Lao and Xiao Yan, and smiled lightly.

"Xiao Yan, it seems that you also want to be fishermen!" Ning Luo sneered, not rushing to make a move.

Xiao Yan and Yao Lao rushed out in an instant, and flew towards the tower.

"Do you want to be a fisherman?"

Ning Luo smiled, and immediately flew towards Xiao Yan and the others.

And at this time, someone seemed to have noticed Ning Luo's figure.

It was none other than Fan Yao.

This seemingly familiar back made Fan Lao's eyes instantly flush with blood. With the help of some kind of induction, he could know that this back was the same as the murderer's back in the mirror image that he extracted from the blood of his dead son. Definitely the same person!

The murderer who couldn't be found in every possible way, did not expect to meet by chance on this occasion!
"Roar!"

The blood in his eyes was red, and a roar full of anger and killing intent rang out from his mouth, and a powerful dark red fighting spirit suddenly surged out. Suddenly, the three fighting kings around were caught off guard and were shocked. Fly back.

While the three Dou Wang elders retreated, the blood-colored wings on the back of Fan Lao suddenly fluttered, and his figure was like a blood-colored light and shadow. Under countless horrified eyes, he shot directly at Ning Luo in the sky, sharp The roaring sound shocked the sky.

"Little bastard, you made it easy for me to find, go and bury my son with you!"

Ning Luo frowned slightly when he saw Fan Yao.

He knew that this Fan Lao was a powerful Dou Huang.

The Douhuang powerhouse is not so easy to deal with, but the current Ning Luo is also a Douhuang powerhouse, and he is also an invincible Douhuang powerhouse at the same level, so he is not afraid at all.

Fan Lao's face was full of resentment and ashen, his eyes were fixed on Ning Luo, his bloody wings vibrated on his back, his figure turned into a blood shadow, and he shot straight at the latter. On the palm of his hand, Sen Han's blood color Fighting Qi, quickly condensed.

"Give back my son's life!" Fan Yao grinned grimly.

"laugh!"

Blood light swept over the sky, suddenly, there was a faint thunder sound, and immediately, the body of Ning Luo, who was standing still in the sky, trembled slightly, and the whole body became a little illusory at this moment.

"Oh!"

The blood light surged down and smashed firmly on Ning Luo's body. However, the expected bleeding and serious injury did not happen. The blood light penetrated Ning Luo's body without hindrance, and then , that body.
It is slowly dissipating.

It turned out that this figure turned out to be an afterimage!
The blood light surged dozens of meters away, Ning Luo suddenly flashed out panting heavily, and sneered at the astonished Fan Yao: "It's not that easy to kill me, old dog!"

With a wave of his hand, he scattered the bloody glow. Fan Yao looked at Ning Luo with gloomy eyes, and said in a sinister voice, "Three thousand thunders? It seems that you are the one who killed my son!"

"Okay! Very good!" Slightly vibrating his blood-colored fighting spirit wings, Fan Yao suddenly laughed, and the venom in his laughter made people feel chills all over his body: "When I catch you, it won't make your death too easy, I will Raise you as a blood slave, and provide the freshest blood every day and night, otherwise, I will be sorry for my dead son!"

At this time, Ning Luo shook his head and looked at Fan Yao with compassion.

"Since you want to seek death, then I will fulfill you!"

As Ning Luo said, suddenly, the aura burst out from his body.

The coercion of Dou Huang spread out in an instant.

Fan Tuo looked at Ning Luo in shock and couldn't believe his eyes.

Ning Luo, how could he be a Dou Huang powerhouse?
How can this be?

This kid is obviously so young, when he met, he was just a strong fighting spirit, how could he become a fighting emperor in a few years?
How did he cultivate?
Fan Tuo was puzzled.

But now, the arrow is on the string and has to be launched.

Fan Kuo looked at Ning Luo, and the pressure of the rolling Dou Huang broke out, and he shouted sharply: "Ning Luo, even if you are Dou Huang, you are just a newly promoted Dou Huang. You killed my son. You have to pay with your life for my son!"

Three streams of blood-colored fighting energy surged out, and immediately solidified into three blood snakes with thick arms. With a flick of the fingers, the blood snake shot out suddenly, with its bloody mouth wide open ferociously, and a stench of blood hit people's faces.

The blood snake shot at the blood snake in an instant, feeling the violent and cold energy contained in the former body, Zi Yan's face was also a little dignified, his small fist slowly spread out, and his five fingers pointed at the blood snake that came violently: "Break! "

The dry palms danced rapidly, and a surge of blood-colored energy suddenly gushed out from Fan Lao's body, and finally formed a round energy shield as sticky as blood on the left side of his body.

"boom!"

"Oh?"

Ning Luo smiled faintly.

Suddenly, a long sword appeared in Ning Luo's hand.

I saw Ning Luo exercising his sword technique, driven by his fighting spirit, three thousand sword intents gushed out in an instant, smashing into the air to form a huge sword, and slashed towards Fan Yao.

(End of this chapter)