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

Chapter 207 Killing and stealing treasures!
"bang, bang"

Endless thunderbolts hit them.

In an instant, there were muffled sounds, and every time there was a muffled sound, a blood guard fell from the dense branches spitting blood, hit the ground heavily, struggled a few times, but still It was powerless and fell down.

The blood guards fell to the ground under Ning Luo's attack.

At this moment, Fan Ling's originally cold face was extremely shocked.

Who is this young man?

How can there be such a powerful strength?
Being able to use such a powerful thunder force is enough to prove that Ning Luo is not simple.

At this time, Fan Ling's eyes were cold, and he lightly picked up a blood-stained long knife on the ground with his toes, and when he reached out, he held it tightly, tore his clothes casually, and slowly wiped the blood on the knife , said indifferently: "Boy, are you going to make an enemy of the Blood Sect?"

"Elder Luo, leave this person to me. You are on the sidelines. If he has any plans to escape, stop him."

"Well, Young Sovereign, be careful."

The old man on the side nodded slightly and blocked Ning Luo.

The corner of Ning Luo's mouth chuckled, his body gradually fell to the ground, and he pointed at the long sword obliquely in his hand, and the dark red blood gradually dripped down along the long sword.

"Now it's up to you to choose, either hand over your treasures, or die!" Ning Luo was dressed in white, and his calm voice came out slowly. The green grudge quickly penetrated from Ning Luo's body, and finally the whole body It's all wrapped up in it.

"Really? I've seen a lot of reckless men like you whose minds are occupied by treasures in the Black Corner Region! But their final fate doesn't seem to be very good." There was a cold laugh with raised eyebrows, and the cold blood Dou Qi also slowly gushed out from Fan Ling's body, and a bloody smell immediately filled the open space.

As the blood filled the air, Fan Ling's back bent slightly, like a beast that had found its prey, and the bloodshot eyes that gradually appeared in his pupils made him look more like a beast.

The soles of the feet were deeply inserted into the ground. At a certain moment, a low growl suddenly came from Fan Ling's throat. With a kick of the soles of the feet, his figure appeared in front of Ning Luo in an instant like a flying arrow.

The sharp long knife wrapped in blood-colored fighting energy in his hand brought a sharp energy that could tear the air, and slashed down hard.

Under Fan Ling's powerful slash, piercing sonic booms continued in the air.

"boom!"

Ning Luo smiled lightly.

The Heavenly Sword in his hand was thrown out instantly.

A sword cut out.

The sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded in a large burst of sparks, and a wave of energy ripples mixed with blue and red colors spread out from the junction of the sword and the sword, directly smashing the soil where the two stood. He slashed nearly half of the long sword away.

"This guy is so powerful." When the saber and long sword touched, Fan Ling's legs and Ning Luo fought each other like lightning for a few feet, and then stepped back a few steps under the opponent's long sword, feeling the faint pain left in his legs. , I couldn't help being a little surprised.

Fan Ling looked at Ning Luo in astonishment.

He understood that Ning Luo was definitely not as simple as he saw.

It seems that he has to be serious when dealing with Ning Luo.

Fan Ling threw away the weapon in his hand, and his pale face also became strangely red, and with the change of his face, blood rushed out of his palms.

The last trace penetrated into the palm, and in the blink of an eye, a pair of blood palms that were the same as when Fan Lao killed Elder Qing appeared on Fan Ling's arms.

"No matter who you are, today, you have no chance to regret it! But to thank you for bringing me the good news that there are secrets hidden in the broken map, after you die, I will not let you become a shriveled Corpse!"

Between the palms, the disgusting smell of blood continued to emanate. Fan Ling raised his head and smiled at Ning Luo. The soles of his feet fell to the ground with a bang, and his body turned into a cloud of blood. Immediately, he shot at Ning Luo violently. While waving, the blood mist almost filled the open space here.

"Hey, you deserve it. I just snatched something from my Blood Sect. If it were me, I would directly drain the blood from my whole body." The Elder Han who had lost his fighting power smiled sinisterly.

"Oh, is it just this little strength?" Ning Luo chuckled, Ning Luo actually closed his eyes slowly, and strands of blue flames spewed out like volcanoes from the Naling in the center of the cyclone in his body. Along a mysterious route, it starts running at high speed in the body.

Cyan flames burst out from his eyes, and a majestic aura that was no weaker than anyone in the field suddenly gushed out of Ning Luo's body.

Both palms protruded out of the white clothes like lightning, and purple thunder and lightning lingered upwards. A thunderous roar sounded in Ning Luo's heart, and the two palms carried an overwhelming hot aura, blasting out heavily at the blood mist in front of him.

Immediately, the strange fire hit out in an instant, and the energy of the sky burst out from Ye Chen's hand continuously.

"Oh!"

A loud bang.

Fan Ling's body was covered by endless blue flames.

Fan Ling's pupils shrank, extremely shocked.

Immediately, under the flames of Ning Luo's martial arts, Fan Ling was burned to death and turned into a mummified corpse.

"Young Sect Master!?" Looking at the extremely embarrassed figure, the expressions of the two elders of the Blood Sect suddenly changed, and they lost their voices in shock. They never thought that the young Sect Master would be instantly killed by others.

Trembling all over, Fan Ling stood up from the ground. Fan Ling lowered his head and glanced at the scorched palm. A flash of horror flashed on his pale face. He coughed violently, raised his head and glanced at the gradually thinning palm. blood mist.

Following the three people's silence, the open space also fell into a quiet atmosphere, but only a moment later, the footsteps slowly resounded in the thin blood mist, which completely changed the expressions of the three people.

The cyan flames surrounding his body diminished a bit, revealing a young and handsome face, looking at the stunned expressions of the three of them, Ning Luo smiled slightly, but there was a slight chill in his smile.

"Want to drag Fan Yao over here?" Ning Luo smiled brightly but with a hint of coldness, explaining the purpose of the other two elders.

Ning Luo rushed out immediately, and the billowing power burst out, killing the two elders directly.

Then, Ning Luo nodded slightly, then lowered his body and took off the ring on Fan Ling's finger, rummaged through it quickly, and after a while, he took out a cold jade box.

Looking at the frighteningly valuable cold jade box in his hand with a dry mouth, Yin Ningluo's concentration made his heart beat fiercely at this moment.

Ning Luo hurriedly stood up, turned into a black shadow, and rushed into the dense forest.

(End of this chapter)