124: The Battle between Master and Disciple The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Now the oriole is looking at its prey with pride, so it is time for Xiao Yan, the hunter, to make his move.
Just as Fan Ling was laughing wildly, a suction force suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the silver scroll flew out in an instant, and was finally caught by a slender palm.
"Haha, thank you for your hard work, Young Master Fan Ling, but it would be better if I help keep this thing."
On a tree trunk, a black robe flashed strangely, and in his palm, the silver earth-level fighting skill scroll was reflecting a faint luster under the sunlight.
Everything happened in a flash, and the wild laughter on Fan Ling's face had not even retreated.
"Who are you?"
Looking at this sudden uninvited guest, Fan Ling's face changed, but he was not panicked.
"Humph! I don't care who you are, hand over the scroll and I will leave you with a whole body!"
Seeing that the other party was just a great fighting master, the panic in Fan Ling's heart instantly turned into a strong murderous intent.
Xiao Yan naturally didn't care about this guy's impotent rage, shrugged his shoulders, and then put the things into his storage ring in front of the other party.
This scene instantly angered Fan Ling, and then the remaining dozen blood guards rushed up instantly, wishing to tear Xiao Yan into pieces!
"Teacher..."
The strength of the people in the Blood Sect is still very strong. In order to make a quick decision, Xiao Yan directly prepared to borrow Yao Lao's bone spirit cold fire...
"Little guy, make a quick decision!"
Yao Lao's voice sounded in Xiao Yan's heart.
Then, a pale flame instantly gushed out of his body, and when those blood guards had no reaction at all, it directly enveloped everyone.
Under Fan Ling's horrified gaze, the bodies of the blood guards in the flames were instantly covered by the white ice layer. Almost in the blink of an eye, there were only lifelike ice sculptures left!
"This... this is...!"
Fan Ling was almost scared silly by the scene in front of him!
It was like, originally thinking that the cat in front of him was just a small cat, and just when he was about to stroke it twice, it suddenly turned into a hungry tiger...
"Run!"
In an instant, this was the only thought left in Fan Ling's mind.
But...
"Ridiculous! Do you think you still have a chance to escape?"
With a sneer, Xiao Yan raised his hand and sent out a stream of fighting spirit to hit Fan Ling's back.
"Damn it!"
Feeling the cold energy behind him approaching rapidly, Fan Ling had no choice but to turn around and resist.
"You forced me to do it!"
With the desperate roar, blood quickly appeared on Fan Ling's palms, and the last trace of it penetrated into his palms...
In just a blink of an eye, a pair of blood palms that were the same as the one Fan Lao used to kill the Qing Elder of the Sky Snake Palace appeared on his arms.
Bone-melting blood palm!
This is a high-level Xuan-level fighting skill that Fan Lao is very good at. In the entire Blood Sect, only Fan Lao and his son are qualified to practice it.
However, the Blood Sect's skills were restrained by the strange fire, and Xiao Yan at this time was not just an ordinary great Dou Shi!
Bang!
The blood palm collided with the Dou Qi, and the cold bone spirit fire directly made Fan Ling scream.
However, with the power of being knocked away by the Dou Qi, Fan Ling did not dare to have any courage to fight back, and turned around and ran away.
"Hehe, you are quite clever!"
Xiao Yan laughed sarcastically, then raised his right hand slightly, and a white flame arrow condensed from ice crystals took shape in his hand.
The fleeing Fan Ling only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and slowly lowered his head, but just happened to see a white shadow piercing through his back...
His footsteps stopped beside Fan Ling's body, and
Xiao Yan's eyes swept over the body without any fluctuations, and then bent down to get the ring on the other's hand. At this critical moment, his body suddenly froze, and then a gray-white mist flowed out of Xiao Yan's body and turned into the figure of Yao Lao.
"Teacher?" Xiao Yan looked at his teacher in confusion, not knowing why he would show up directly.
Yao Lao's expression was filled with rage at this time, and even his entire soul body had a slight fluctuation...
"Beast! How dare you appear in front of me..."
Yao Lao's suppressed voice sounded, and his eyes were fixed on an area in the air.
"What...?!"
Xiao Yan was shocked, and at the same time, he was on guard.
At this moment, the empty space that Yao Lao's eyes were fixed on suddenly fluctuated, and then a figure slowly appeared.
"Hehe... You old thing, why don't I dare to appear here?"
An unpleasant voice like a vulture sounded, and then the Medicine King Han Feng, who should have been elegant and unrestrained, appeared in front of Xiao Yan and his apprentice.
In the distance, looking at the figure in the sky, Mo Tang couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
"Hey! It seems that Han Feng is still very afraid of Yao Lao. He actually hid beside him for such a long time before coming out. I think he wanted to determine Yao Lao's current state..."
With the existence of a small map, even Han Feng, the Medicine King, could not escape the detection of the system, so when the other party just came to the battlefield, Mo Tang had already discovered it.
However, Han Feng's heart was still full of panic and fear for his teacher!
As a former disciple of Yao Lao, he knew very well how much appeal Yao Lao had on the mainland.
Even though Yao Lao had disappeared on the mainland for countless years, the real peak powerhouses on the mainland still had a deep memory of the "Medicine Venerable" who dominated the mainland back then!
Han Feng had no doubt that if it was spread that Yao Lao was still alive, how many peak powerhouses would be attracted to come.
And at that time, he, the disciple who killed his master, would probably be crushed to ashes, right?
The more he thought about it, the more ferocious and terrifying Han Feng's face became.
When he heard the cold white fire from Mo Tang for the first time, he had already guessed that there would be such a result.
However, Han Feng at that time still had a hope that he was just that lucky boy who got the Bone Spirit Cold Fire by chance...
But the moment he felt the soul power of Yao Lao before, he was very sure that this was his former teacher...
the teacher who had been killed by his own hands!
With a cold murderous intent surging on his face, Han Feng suddenly raised his head, like a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows, and said in a hoarse voice: "You old immortal, you are really lucky! However, if I can kill you the first time, then I can kill you the second time! What does it matter if you are alive now? How much strength can a poor creature with only a soul left?
Hehehe, is this little thing the disciple you are looking for here? Don't worry, today, I will let the two of you walk the road to the underworld together!"