The Golden Clothes of the Heavens Beginning with Douluo

Chapter 231
On the ground, Xiao Yan looked at the scuffle in the sky with some astonishment. Su Qian was already pinned down by the so-called gold and silver elders, and Hu Gan was also caught in a fierce battle with Han Feng.

All the elders were also forcibly held back by the blood sect and the suzerains of other forces with one enemy, two, or even three, and, in this situation of being outnumbered, they could even gain the upper hand, so they had to In other words, the gap between Dou Wang and Dou Huang is not small.

His eyes were slightly dizzy from the dazzling battle, Xiao Yan could only ask with a wry smile in his heart: "Teacher, what should we do now?"

"We can only wait. In this kind of battle between the two sides, it is impossible for you to break the seal alone, otherwise, you will definitely become the target of public criticism." Yao Lao's voice sounded quickly.

Nodding his head slightly, Xiao Yan had no choice but to obey, and once again hid his body under the cover of the flames. However, just as he hid his body, a sharp gust of wind suddenly shot from the sky, horrifying Xiao Yan. With a violent movement of the fighting spirit wings behind him, his figure swept across the upper air, dodging the strong wind.

Thanks to Bai Ge's help and the elixir he left behind before he left, Xiao Yan's strength now far exceeds the original book, and he is already a three-star fighting king.

It's no problem to turn your fighting spirit into wings.

However, even though he avoided the attack, it still made Xiao Yan show his figure, exposing his fighting king level aura.

However, fortunately, some people who were alarmed did not take an offensive against Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan did not dare to stay in this kind of sky full of vigor and turbulence everywhere. At that moment, the dark golden strange fire fighting energy hurriedly wrapped his body, Then want to back away.

Just when Xiao Yan was about to retreat, in the sky, Fan Yao, the Patriarch of the Blood Sect who was having a great time fighting with three Dou Wang powerhouses, suddenly glanced over casually, and immediately, his eyes froze!
The figure wrapped in the dark gold grudge...

This seemingly familiar back made Fan Lao's eyes instantly flush with blood. With the help of some kind of induction, he could sense 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!

That's right, Xiao Yan still killed Fan Lao's son for the remnant picture of Jinglian Yaohuo and the scroll of fighting skills in "Three Thousand Thunders".

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 murderous intent spewed out from Fan Yao's mouth. A powerful, dark red fighting spirit suddenly surged out. Immediately, the three fighting kings around were caught off guard and were shocked. You have to fly away.

While the three Dou Wang elders were retreating, the bloody wings behind Fan Lao suddenly fluttered, his body was like a bloody light and shadow, and under countless horrified eyes, he shot directly at Xiao Yan 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!"

The sudden roar that resounded like thunder in the sky also made Xiao Yan tremble all over. He turned his head hastily, and a blood-red figure rapidly enlarged in his pupils.

"Oops, how did this old guy find out?" Xiao Yan could hear Fan Yao's voice clearly, so he was shocked at the moment. To get rid of fan tuberculosis.

"call out!"

As soon as his figure turned around, a sharp gust of wind rushed towards him. Xiao Yan's heart shuddered, and he forcibly twisted his body to avoid the blood-red energy dangerously. He flew upside down and shot. He cursed angrily, "Old dog, you are really ruthless."

Fan Lao's face was full of resentment and ashen, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yan, 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, Senhan's bloody Fighting Qi, quickly condensed.

Although Xiao Yan also has the help of flying fighting skills, but in terms of flying speed, it is not as good as the real wings of fighting spirit. Therefore, in just a few blinks, Fan Lao flashed above Xiao Yan's head, with bloody energy in his hand. Slamming down hard, at that moment, even the space vibrated violently. Obviously, Fan Lao didn't show any mercy when he struck, he was completely killing it!
"Give me back my son's life!" With a grim expression on his face, Fan Yao said with a smirk, he could sense Xiao Yan's strength, he was just a fighting spirit boy, killing him was a piece of cake.

"laugh!"

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

"Oh!"

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

It turned out that this figure turned out to be an afterimage!
The blood light surged tens of meters away, Xiao Yan 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 palm, the blood that swept out was scattered. Fan Yao looked at Xiao Yan with gloomy eyes, and said in a sinister voice: "Three thousand thunders? It seems that you are the one who killed my son!"

Xiao Yan stared at Fan Yao, no matter what, the other party was a powerhouse of the Dou Huang rank, if he hadn't used "Three Thousand Thunders" when the other party didn't expect it, he might not be able to escape being caught. The end of beheading on the spot, after all, the gap between him and the latter is really too big.

In the body, strands of tyrannical battle energy continuously flowed out from the Dou Jing, and finally surged up in the meridians like a flood, and the feeling of full power brought about also made Xiao Yan feel a little confidence in his heart .

"Okay! Very good!" Slightly shaking his blood-colored fighting spirit wings, Fan Tuo suddenly laughed, the resentment in his laughter made people chill all over: "When I catch you, I will never 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! "

"Old beast, if you have the ability, come and try?"

In the pitch-black eyes, a coldness gradually brewed, Xiao Yan said slowly.

As Fan Lao, now being called by Xiao Yan one by one as an old dog and an old animal made him fly into a rage, and at the moment he also decided in his heart that he must make his life worse than death!
The slightly sharp palms swirled slightly, and the surging blood-colored fighting energy, like fresh blood, gushed out one by one, and finally formed thousands of blood threads, lingering around Fan Yao's body, roaring rapidly.

Sensing the terrifying aura gradually rising from Fan Lao's body, Xiao Yan's face was also extremely dignified. In a fight against a strong man of this level, if he made a slight mistake, he would almost die without a place to die.

Above the sky, in the extremely chaotic battlefield, the confrontation between Xiao Yan and Fan Lao naturally attracted the attention of countless inner court students in the distance.

At that moment, everyone's faces became extremely ugly. They didn't know the current situation, but looking at the current situation, it seemed that Xiao Yan stepped forward and shared a powerful enemy for the inner court!
Therefore, for a while, many people felt admiration for Xiao Yan.

Having cultivated in the inner courtyard for so many years, it is natural that he has a lot of affection for this place.

Nowadays, when a strong enemy comes to attack, it is naturally a mood of sharing the same hatred and fighting against the outside world.

However, because of their own strength and other reasons, they can only watch helplessly here, unable to do anything.

And now Xiao Yan, who stepped forward, undoubtedly became a kind of sustenance for them, so
The deafening cheers were also shouted excitedly from the countless groups of students in the distance.

At this moment, it has to be said that Xiao Yan's reputation has truly surpassed that of Lin Xiuya, Liu Qing and others!

Suddenly hearing the cheering sound resounding through the sky, Xiao Yan was also taken aback. He glanced sideways at the direction the sound came from. After seeing the enthusiasm and respect on the faces of those students, he was suddenly speechless. If Tuo found out, he would have run away long ago. Who would be willing to risk such a big risk here to fight against the Douhuang powerhouse.

"I will destroy your reputation in their hearts. A little fighting king, is it really going to turn the world upside down?"

Fan Lao smiled coldly, and immediately waved his palm violently. Immediately, the blood-colored energy threads lingering around his body suddenly swept out overwhelmingly, and there was a sharp sound of piercing wind, and chi-chi rang non-stop.

The overwhelming bloody energy threads almost completely covered all Xiao Yan's hiding space.

Fan Lao also knew that Xiao Yan, who had practiced the movement technique of "Three Thousand Thunders", had an astonishing speed of movement technique, so when he made a move, he limited the opponent's speed.

Looking closely at the energy bloodshots coming from the sky and covering the earth, Xiao Yan took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a low shout, the raging dark golden flames burst out, and finally wrapped his body in the flames.

The appearance of the dark flame immediately made Fan Lao's expression change. With his experience, he could naturally tell at a glance that the flame was a strange fire, not an ordinary fire that belonged to battle qi.

Moreover, the offensive has already started at this time, no matter what kind of attack the opponent uses, he can only continue.

Moreover, even if Xiao Yan possesses the Heavenly Flame, if he wants to exert its power, it still depends on his own strength.

Therefore, although Fan Yao was taken aback by the appearance of the dark golden flame, he was not flustered.

The overwhelming bloodshot pierced through the space like lightning, and appeared in front of Xiao Yan in the blink of an eye. However, when the bloodshot was still three meters away from Xiao Yan, the scorching temperature suddenly erupted, and the bloodshot, whose attributes were already biased towards the cold, was immediately caught. Melt into nothingness!

However, although the dark golden flame has some restraint effect on the cold blood thread, the blood thread is overwhelming and never exhausted. Therefore, Xiao Yan's flame is gradually retreating when the blood thread is continuously rushing towards him. with.

Sneering at Xiao Yan whose flames were gradually receding, Fan Lao waved his palm, and the blood threads all over the sky twisted strangely, immediately entangled with each other, and finally formed a net of blood cells, and in the net was Xiao Yan who was desperately resisting!
"So what if there is a different fire? With your strength, you can't exert its power at all." With a cold smile, looking at Xiao Yan who was struggling in the blood erosion, Fan Lao held his palm, bloody energy condensed, and for a moment In the end, it solidified into a bloody spear gleaming with cold light.

"Little bastard, go to hell!"

A hint of resentment emerged from the corner of his mouth, Fan Kuo let out a sinister smile, and shook his arm violently. Immediately, the blood-colored spear cut through the space like lightning, brought a sharp wind, and shot towards Xiao Yan in the blood ball net.

"Old guy, aren't you ashamed to bully the small with the big?"

Just when the bloody spear was about to shoot into the blood cell net, a childish voice suddenly sounded in the sky.

Immediately, a petite figure suddenly appeared outside the blood cell net. With a flick of her lavender ponytail, she swung her slender and delicate fist fiercely forward. Immediately, the air in front was squeezed into an invisible air cannon, and then , collided with that bloody spear!
Bang! "

Amidst the low explosion sound, the air ripples spread rapidly, shaking the space slightly into turbulence.

His gaze was like a poisonous snake, fixed on the petite girl who appeared outside the blood cell net, Fan Yao's face sank, and he shouted: "Are you looking for death?"

Ziyan curled her lips, and punched vigorously with her small fist a few times in front of her, a low sonic boom formed under her fist, she raised her head, and looked at Fan Yao without any fear: "Old man, you put Xiao Yan Killed, are you coming to make me a pill?"

His face was slowly gloomy, and Fan Tuo didn't bother to talk nonsense anymore. With his temperament, let alone a little girl in front of him, even if it was a baby, if it made him angry, he would not be lenient in killing him. Therefore, in the palm of his hand, The blood energy condensed fiercely again.

As if sensing the killing intent rising from Fan Lao's body, Zi Yan's small face like a jade carving was also slightly dignified, and his small fists were slowly clenched.

Ziyan curled her lips and cursed secretly, and then, her petite figure shook slightly, and shot straight at Fan Lao who was not far away, clenched her small fist tightly, brewing on it A terrifying force.

Fan Yao's pale and withered palm trembled suddenly, and immediately, three streams of blood-colored battle energy surged out, and immediately solidified into three blood snakes with thick arms. Mouth, a stench of stench 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! "

As the sound of whispering fell, Ziyan clenched his five fingers tightly, and suddenly, an invisible wave spread out like lightning, and the space ten meters in front of him was also squeezed into pieces by an extremely terrifying force. A bunch of general.

And the blood snake that just passed through here was crushed and exploded into a cloud of blood mist when the space was compressed.

Just as Zi Yan was about to continue his work, the exit of a space channel suddenly appeared above Fan Yao's head, and two figures, a man and a woman, stepped out of it.

"Here, it should be Canaan College..."

The voice of self-talk came from the man's mouth: "Hey, I'll go! What a big battle!"

As the man spoke, he stepped out of the exit of the space passage, followed by the woman.

But he couldn't die, this foot directly stepped on the top of Fan Yao's head.

As the lord of the Blood Sect with a strong reputation in the Black Horn Region, how had Fan Yao ever suffered such a shameful humiliation?
"Blood Demon Hand!"

The gloomy roar full of murderous intent suddenly exploded like thunder, reverberating between the heaven and the earth.

As the shout fell, there was a sudden strong wind in the sky, and there was even a trace of blood in the wind.

All I saw was a big bloody hand with a size of two feet suddenly appeared, and slapped the young man fiercely.

However, a scene that horrified everyone present appeared. The young man just stretched out his hand, but like a dragon reaching out from the nine heavens, he shattered the big bloody handprint and grabbed Fan Yao with one claw. throat—

"Forgiveness..." Before the words of begging for mercy were uttered, they were cut off, because Fan Yao's head had been smashed to pieces by the violent fighting spirit entangled in the wind and thunder in the man's palm!
The remaining half of the corpse suddenly fell from midair!

Seeing this scene, the corners of everyone's eyes twitched wildly, and cold sweat dripped down.

"Are you kidding me? That's a majestic fighting emperor, not a chicken! Just crushed to death like that?"

(End of this chapter)