Taking advantage of the force, Fan Lao created some distance between himself and Lin Xiu.
He turned around.
Feeling the cracks on the Blood-devouring Armor, he looked at Lin Xiu with a hint of shock in his eyes.
For a set of Blood-devouring Armor, an ordinary Dou Emperor would need several strikes to make even a slight crack.
But this kid actually managed to crack it with just one punch.
If it weren't for his quick reaction, taking this punch to the head would have definitely ended his life today.
"Sect Master Fan, keep him occupied. Once I get hold of the Fallen Heart Flame, I'll free up my hands to help you."
Han Feng glanced at the two confronting each other without any hesitation and rushed towards the location of the Fallen Heart Flame.
Lin Xiu had already set his sights on the Fallen Heart Flame; there was no way he would let Han Feng have his way.
Thunder flickered beneath his feet.
Suddenly, Lin Xiu felt a strong wind rushing towards his head, accompanied by a nauseating smell of blood in the air.
He saw a blood-red giant hand, about twenty feet in size, materialize out of thin air, fiercely slapping towards him!
"Blood Demon Hand!"
Fan Lao's low shout echoed.
The blood hand formed a surrounding formation, leaving Lin Xiu with no spatial escape, aiming to seize him.
"Dragon Soars Four Oceans Break!"
Lin Xiu remained unfazed, raising his hand to summon a flame dragon, which collided with the blood hand.
After a brief stalemate of about a second, the flame dragon was ruthlessly crushed by the blood hand, turning into scattered flames dissipating into the air.
However, that short moment was enough for Lin Xiu to react.
Since mastering the Three Thousand Lightning Movements, his speed was extraordinary.
"If you want to die, I'll send you on your way first!" Lin Xiu snorted coldly.
"Do you think I've lived all these years for nothing?"
Clearly sensing Lin Xiu's intentions, Fan Lao let out a cold chuckle, his blood-red Dou Qi surging madly, converging into a sea of blood.
He concealed himself within the sea of blood, and Lin Xiu could only hear sounds coming from inside.
"Blood-devouring Armor!"
The blood sea surged, revealing a dark and somewhat peculiar palm print about half a meter wide.
"Fancy tricks."
As the palm print approached, Lin Xiu could sense its formidable force, something that even an ordinary Dou Emperor couldn't withstand. Yet he remained calm, seemingly indifferent.
He formed hand seals.
"Flame Soul Separation Technique!"
Lin Xiu pointed not at Fan Lao, but at a transparent fire python not far away.
The latter trembled, its breath suddenly becoming sluggish.
"Fire! Come!"
With a wave of his hand, Lin Xiu drew an invisible flame and swung it towards the blood palm print.
Hiss!
When the two met, there was no earth-shattering explosion. Instead, the blood palm print melted away rapidly as if encountering sunlight on snow.
"Damn it!"
Fan Lao was both shocked and furious.
This kid could still mobilize Heavenly Flame?!
The Blood Sect's Blood Qi was inherently cold, extremely vulnerable to fire, especially Heavenly Flame. If they collided, it would be a complete mismatch.
Despite his high Dou Qi Realm, he was utterly useless against Heavenly Flame.
But if he got close, this guy was like a humanoid Magic Beast.
"Han Feng, what are you standing there for? Hurry up, I can't hold him for too long!"
The sea of blood didn't obstruct Fan Lao's vision. So when he saw Han Feng suddenly stunned, he couldn't help but feel frustrated.
Han Feng was a well-traveled individual, and in critical moments, he generally wouldn't easily lose focus.
But the scene just now was truly difficult for him to not be astonished.
"He clearly didn't have control over the Fallen Heart Flame, so how did he manage to take a wisp of flame from it?"
Han Feng's inner turmoil was intense.
Back then, in order to obtain the Sea Heart Flame, he went through numerous life-threatening situations before mastering it and being able to wield its power.
What was Lin Xiu up to?
Did Jia Nan Academy already develop such a new Dou Technique?
"Damn you Han Feng!"
Fan Lao cursed loudly.
"Sect Master Fan, I need time to think. Fallen Heart Flame is a Heavenly Flame, don't rush me."
Han Feng frowned, then glanced towards the coiled transparent fire python.
It lay coiled, its aura weak, but still emitting the energy fluctuations of a late-stage Dou Emperor.
Acting rashly is not a wise move.
With a quick glance, Han Feng produced two icy blue jade bottles in his hands, dense blue cold air pouring out from the open mouths of the bottles.
"Boom!"
Throwing the bottles into the air above the transparent fire python, Han Feng uttered a command, and a large amount of cold air spread out.
"You're quite lucky, to have stumbled upon something like the Heavenly Cold Qi, you cursed creature," came an elderly voice from Xiao Yan, observing from not far away.
As the cold air covered it, the flames on the transparent fire python became even fainter, its aura weakened.
"You old geezer, if you had passed on the Qi Method to me earlier, how would you have ended up in this situation today? Wait until I've obtained the Fallen Heart Flame, then we'll have a good chat."
Recognizing his former master, Han Feng showed no respect, only killing intent and resentment.
A blue flame ignited at his fingertips, suddenly taking the form of a drill.
The drill spun rapidly, emitting a piercing shriek.
Han Feng threw it towards the Fallen Heart Flame. The flame drill effortlessly pierced through the transparent fire python's exterior, running along its body towards the Fire Seed at its head.
The transparent fire python let out a piercing and mournful scream, seeming to be in extreme pain.
Flames kept igniting but were extinguished by the cold air.
Without subsequent replenishment of flame energy, the Fallen Heart Flame was not as dominant as before.
"With me here, you absolutely won't get the Fallen Heart Flame today!"
The Heavy Black Ruler fell into Xiao Yan's palm. He pointed it diagonally towards the ground, covering the ruler's body with white flames.
The space near the ruler trembled, and large flames surged, all entering the Heavy Black Ruler.
Swish!
The Heavy Black Ruler sliced through the air, leaving behind an afterimage, and a wave of flames gushed out.
"Flame Devouring Wave Ruler!"
The wave tore through the void, the sound roaring, audible even outside the tower.
"You old bastard, if I could kill you once, what's stopping me from killing you again today."
Han Feng's eyes blazed with killing intent.
The Blue Flame surged, entwining around his arm before gathering in the palm of his hand.
Amidst the roaring flames, a trident made of fire quietly took shape.
"Sea Flame Halberd!"
With a fierce shout, Han Feng thrust his palm forward, and the flaming trident shot out, continuously enlarging until it transformed into a fiery beam resembling a dragon, colliding with the white flame wave.
Boom!
Two terrifying energies raged within the tower, distorting the entire space at that moment.
The temperature inside the tower soared.
In the sea of blood, Fan Lao saw billowing smoke rising, and he cursed vehemently.
His blood-red Dou Qi was most afraid of encountering flames.
Now, not only was there the Fallen Heart Flame, but also two other Heavenly Flames.
This wasn't a tower; it was his own grave!
"I shouldn't have stepped inside earlier."
"Sect Master Fan, speaking so loudly, are you worried I won't hear? Surprisingly, you're quite considerate."
Suddenly, behind Fan Lao, the sea of blood collapsed, as if it had been oppressed by a powerful force, causing a change.
Just as he turned his head, Fan Lao saw a gap explode in the sea of blood, and a young man with a cold expression emerged.
"Not good!"
Having experienced Lin Xiu's strange power, Fan Lao didn't dare let Lin Xiu get close. He tore open the sea of blood with both hands, preparing to dive in again.
"Ice Seal!"
Lin Xiu's gaze sharpened, and his Dou Qi wings turned pure white, emitting a chilling aura.
A cold breath emanated from beneath him.
The sea of blood quickly formed a layer of ice crystals.
On the mirror-like ice layer, Fan Lao saw his own astonishment reflected on his face, as well as the young man's raised fist approaching from behind.
How could he also possess ice attributes?
Fan Lao was knocked flying, and his first thought wasn't about his injuries.
Struggling to stabilize himself, Fan Lao felt a liquid rush to his throat.
He swallowed, forcing the blood back down.
This kid really has a chance to kill me!
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