Chapter 81 Fan Lao, die!
As the two figures collided, a strong energy erupted with the two as the center, forming circles of terrifying air waves visible to the naked eye in the air, spreading in all directions. The
blood-red figure fell to the ground again like a kite with a broken string, smashing a large hole in the ground below. Fortunately, the passers-by around fled here as soon as they saw Xiao Yun take action, thus avoiding the random death of a lucky spectator.
"This... this is impossible!" A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Fan Lao's mouth. He looked at Xiao Yun in disbelief and said in horror: "You, you broke through to the Fighting Emperor!?"
Two and a half years ago, his cultivation was a five-star Fighting Emperor, while Xiao Yun was only a three-star Fighting King. If it weren't for the existence of the strange fire, he could easily kill the latter. And now, he is still a five-star Fighting Emperor, but the boy in the air actually caught up with him and became a Fighting Emperor as well.
"Xiao Yun! The grudge between us is all because you killed my son! If you hadn't killed my son, I wouldn't have made an enemy of you!" Fan Lao's eyes flickered, and a trace of fear appeared, but he still said viciously.
"Hahaha, I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. Your son wanted to kill me, so I killed him! You wanted to kill me too, so it's useless to say anything. I'm still going to kill you!" With a sneer, Xiao Yun's hand still had a green flame, and he went to kill Fan Lao below.
"Damn little bastard! Do you think you can kill me so easily? Even if I die, I will bite a piece of your flesh off!" With a roar, the fear in Fan Lao's eyes faded, and madness filled his eyes. The bloody fighting spirit that covered the sky and the earth burst out from his body, condensing into a sea of blood several dozen meters high around him, completely enveloping his body.
"Yao Lao, take out my weapon."
He clenched his hand, and a blood-red spear flashed in his palm. Green flames entangled the spear. Xiao Yun waved the spear, and dozens of green fire giant palms were hit into the sea of blood.
The green fire giant palms swept out, and the sea of blood shrank quickly like a mouse seeing a cat. The strong smell of blood also dissipated rapidly. In a blink of an eye, the originally huge sea of blood shrank into a blood stream, revealing the blood-red figure of Fan Lao.
"Damn the strange fire! Damn Xiao Yun!" An angry roar came out of Fan Lao's throat. This move of the sea of blood was his means of dominating the Black Horn Region for many years. Not only could he hide his figure, but it was also like a domain, and when he was in it, he could greatly increase the recovery of his fighting spirit. With this move, he could fight even the top fighting emperor.
But now he encountered Xiao Yun, who controlled the strange fire, and was naturally restrained by him. The former could repel him when he was the fighting king, and now that their cultivation levels were the same, he was even more suppressed.
"Swish!"
As the sea of blood dissipated, Fan Lao finally realized the gap between himself and Xiao Yun. He shot out a blood-red fighting spirit, trying to repel the latter, and then fled from the Dusk City without looking back.
"Do you think you can escape?" Xiao Yun burned the blood-red fighting spirit with a flicker of his hand. Looking at Fan Lao's fleeing figure, Xiao Yun's body trembled slightly, and a silver light flashed by. His figure turned into a lightning, and like a lightning, he crossed a thousand meters in an instant and came above Fan Lao.
"Just wait to die obediently." The blue flame condensed on the gun head and instantly tore through the air barrier and stabbed into Fan Lao's chest. Fan Lao panicked and dodged, but was still pierced through the shoulder by the spear.
The blue flame instantly attached to his body, and the terrifying power came out from the spear. Fan Lao could no longer maintain his body shape. Like a meteorite, he smashed the ground again and created a big hole.
His figure flashed again and appeared on the ground, while Fan Lao also stood up, knowing that he could not escape. With blood-red fighting spirit surging, he held a spear in his hand.
"Die!" Xiao Yun fired one shot after another, aiming at the vital points, and Fan Lao could only block hastily. Moreover, because of the injury on his left shoulder and the difference in strength with the former, facing Xiao Yun's violent attack, it seemed that he might die at any time.
The two fought again for more than ten moves, and in the end, Xiao Yun's spear was one step faster. Before Fan Lao could react, he shot directly into the latter's throat.
"Gugugu..."
Looking at the young man in front of him, Fan Lao covered his throat and widened his eyes, as if he wanted to say something else, but because his throat was pierced, blood kept gushing out of his mouth. He fell to the ground and died without saying a word.
"Have a safe journey, Sect Master Fan."
Xiao Yun showed a warm smile, waved his hand, and the ring in Fan Lao's hand flew to his palm. Then he slapped it with one palm, and blue flames burst out, directly cremating Fan Lao's body, turning it into a pile of ashes that drifted away with the wind.
Looking at the ashes that were scattered by the wind, Xiao Yun's heart was not moved at all. The flames surged, and after burning all the blood in the ring, he put it in his hand.
At this time, the streets were already empty, and Xiao Yun did not say anything like "The murderer was Xiao Yun." He flashed and flew away.
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In the evening, the sun was as bright as blood. After killing Fan Lao, Xiao Yun rushed to Canaan College without stopping.
"Finally, we are here." Looking at the town looming in front of him, Xiao Yun grinned, revealing a brilliant smile, and the flying speed increased again, quickly approaching the town. That
town was the first gate of Canaan College, Heping Town.
A moment later, Xiao Yun arrived at the gate of the town. Before he could fly into the city, a blood-red figure shot out from below.
"Come here, stop!"
A voice came with a fighting spirit, and an old man with a tall figure and white hair and beard flashed in front of Xiao Yun and blocked his way.
"Haha, it turns out to be Elder Wu." Seeing the newcomer, Xiao Yun smiled and bowed slightly.
The old man was the law enforcement elder of Canaan Academy, Wu Tianlang. When Xiao Yun was training in the law enforcement team, he helped Xiao Yun a lot, and he was also good friends with Elder Huo.
"Huh? You, who are you?" Elder Wu felt a sense of familiarity when he saw Xiao Yun's face. He kept recalling it in his mind. After a pause, he said uncertainly in surprise: "Xiao Yun? Is it you?"
It was no wonder that Elder Wu couldn't recognize Xiao Yun. Since he left the law enforcement team, he rarely had contact with the former. Moreover, Xiao Yun had disappeared for two years, and his body shape had changed greatly. He was only 1.6 meters tall, but now he was 1.8 meters tall. If someone was not familiar with him, it would be difficult to recognize him at first glance.
"Haha, Elder Wu, I just went out on an adventure for a while, so you don't recognize me anymore?"
Seeing Xiao Yun nod his head in acknowledgement, Elder Wu's face instantly showed joy. In his heart, Xiao Yun was also someone he had watched grow up. When Xiao Yun disappeared, he accompanied Old Man Huo to the Gama Empire to look for him.
"Haha, it turns out you're not dead! I said you had great luck, how could you die so easily?"