Chapter 122 (1/2)
Yan Rong's face changed suddenly when he heard the speech. His eyes were filled with hatred. His face muscles began to twist.
When Mo Jueyuan heard this voice, he felt cold in his heart, a kind of cold from the bottom of his heart. Originally, Mo Jueyuan was weak because he had lost a drop of heart blood, but now his face is extremely ugly.
”It seems that this man is also a strong man who can get out of the ordinary world. When did the strong man get out of the ordinary world so worthless? It's hard to see him at ordinary times. Today, he saw two at once. Does it mean that the mainland is going to change?”
Regardless of Mo Jueyuan's thoughts, master Yanrong stepped forward. His face was gloomy and terrible. He said in a deep voice:
”Old fan Lin, you dare to show up in front of me. It seems that you can get revenge today for your revenge.”
Mo Jueyuan was stunned, and immediately realized that this man was the enemy of Yanrong, old ghost fan Lin. Mo Jueyuan stood behind Yanrong and quietly looked forward.
His eyes only looked at the place about ten feet in front of him, and suddenly distorted. Mo Jueyuan couldn't see what was there. He just saw a huge mass of air, like boiling water, rolling over and over.
”Gaga, Yanrong, what's the taste of Bingyou phosphorus poison, eh, you even solved it? Did you practice Huoyan pill? It's impossible. How can you put all the materials together? ”
In the twisting and rolling air, there was a voice of surprise. It was hoarse and sharp. Mo Jueyuan felt very sad and wanted to stretch out his hand.
Master Yanrong doesn't have to look back to know Mo Jueyuan's suffering. Immediately, Mo Jueyuan feels much more comfortable. He looks at master Yanrong gratefully, but sighs in his heart. The strong man of this level, don't say he's going to do it. Even a roar is enough to kill him. Thinking of this, Mo Jueyuan immediately shrinks back.
Seeing that old ghost fan Lin had been pretending to be a ghost in the air, master Yan Rong sneered and said in a cold voice:
”Play the devil, old fan Lin, get out of here.”
Yan Rong the venerable a fury, a visible sound wave like a sharp arrow general, break open the air, straight shot to the opposite group of air.
Whoa.
The sound of cloth tearing sounded, and suddenly, a figure appeared there, but the twisted air was back to normal, and the sight was no longer blocked.
Mo Jueyuan quietly looked at the figure, and suddenly he was not happy.
Old fan Lin's voice is old and gloomy, which makes people feel secluded. But he is very young. His appearance is not much bigger than Mo Jue's. that is, he is about twenty years old. He looks very handsome. He has a sword eyebrow and a hawk nose. He doesn't speak but looks at his appearance. He is a standard beautiful man. But old fan Lin's body exudes a cold air, But also mixed with a little strange, especially his voice, gloomy and evil, is frightening.
With a cold smile, the elder Yan Rong suddenly glowed red. Looking at the old ghost fan Lin, he said in a cold voice:
”Old fan Lin, since you are here today, you don't want to go back alive.”
At the same time, a light voice appeared in Mo Jueyuan's ear.
”Brother Mo, you can hide in my Heiyan Ding later, or hide in the ding. Heiyan Ding will protect you.”
It's the voice of Yan Rong. Mo Jueyuan nods his head immediately and looks very nervous.
”Hum, Yanrong, I was escaped by you. I've been chasing you for so many years. Today I find you. It seems that God wants you and me to end the original enmity. Let's die.”
Old ghost fan Lin's sharp voice rang out. With the last loud drink, old ghost fan Lin's figure suddenly burst out into flames, but the flame was white. At that moment, the surrounding air suddenly rang out a click of ice. Moreover, in the white flame, there were faint strands of dark green. As soon as the surrounding air touched the flame, the air around him could not stop, Suddenly become slightly green, as if infected in general.
”Bingyanzhang.”
Old ghost fan Lin's body did not move. His right hand was wrapped in the white flame, and he suddenly clapped his hand.
A sharp palm wind roared to Yanrong, like a sword. Just as the palm wind flew out, a huge palm with more than Zhang suddenly appeared, burning a white flame and patting towards Yanrong.
On the white giant palm, the cold flame was burning, but where it passed, there was a frozen trace in the air, faint cold.
”Well, that's another move.”
Yan Rong's body trembles with a cold hum. Suddenly, the red light on his body changes into a red flame. When the fierce palm wind blows, Yan Rong ignores it. He lets the palm wind slap on the flame all over his body, and his attention is all on the white giant palm behind him.
”Flame palm.”
The master Yan Rong clapped his hand, and a flaming red giant palm with the same size as the white giant palm appeared in a flash. It was also burning red flame. Different from the white giant palm, where the red giant palm passed, the air suddenly twisted and expanded, and gave out a burning smell.
The two huge palms of a white and a red collided in an instant. With an earthshaking sound, the two huge palms suddenly exploded. Suddenly, the huge vitality scattered in all directions like sharp arrows, and some of them were aimed at Mo Jueyuan.
Mo Jueyuan was shocked when he lit a fire on them. It was obvious that one of the two people's flames was a kind of Yin cold flame, the other was a kind of violent flame, or a kind of ice fire, especially the flame of old fan Lin ghost. Mo Jueyuan was shocked. He never knew that there was ice in the flame.