The sound of the explosion was heard all the time. Lu Fan stepped back step by step. He could not see the invisible gas explosion. Therefore, in the view of many students in the stands, Lu fan is constantly retreating, and there is no reason to keep retreating.

Lu Fan's expression on his face became more and more dignified, and his vigorous strength began to shake, as if it might break at any time.

The rain in the dark is still relaxing. He is not worried at all. As a concealed weapon, patience is the most important thing.

How many martial artists were killed by him bit by bit. Now it seems that Lu Fan's reputation is just too high to break even his simple move. What kind of genius is it.

A trace of contempt rose in the heart of the falling rain, but at this time, he suddenly felt the crisis coming.

Hurry, fold fan in hand to block on the face.

Boom.

The violent explosion sounded, and the whole person was directly blown out of the state of disappearance.

The sudden explosion shocked the Xuanfeng who had been standing on the stage watching the drama.

He didn't notice when Lu Fan launched the counterattack. His pupils were dilated and filled with consternation.

Lu Fan's quick response, in the rain was blown out of the moment, then rushed up with a sword.

Kill with one sword, kill with six.

The falling rain was bombed in a great mess. Just getting up, he looked up and saw six words of killing rushing towards him.

Shocked, the falling rain flicked the folding fan, and a cold awn came out of the folding fan, blocking six characters full of vigorous Qi.

The corners of the eyes twitch, the rain falls and the wrists roll, and the whole body is full of vigorous force.

Lu Fan's heavy sword was cut on his folding fan.

When the two collided, Lu Fan felt as if he had been cut into a mass of cotton. Strange vigorous strength absorbed most of his strength.

Suddenly, the left hand of the falling rain, slightly moving.

When Lu fan saw the left hand of the falling rain moving, he rushed to Daoyu on the heavy sword.

Hum.

The heavy sword makes a trembling hum like gold and stone, and the falling rain makes more than ten steps back.

The terrifying power of Daoyu makes the disks at your feet sink three feet. The forbidden array appears in the eyes of everyone as it is.

It was a screen of silver light, covering the whole sky mansion.

Lu Fan looked down, his waist, has been silent more than a blood red fingerprint.

In a moment, evil and destructive force rushed out of the fingerprints to stir his Dantian.

It's a pity that Lu Fan's Dantian can be impacted by this force.

Without Lu Fan mobilizing his strength, the shadow of the nine dragon Xuangong tower in his body appears directly. At the same time, the sound of the Xuangong tower in Kowloon rang out.

"It's the power of demon cultivation again, hum. Kill it for me. "

The Xuangong tower in Jiulong is so magnificent that the power that just rushed into Dantian was directly destroyed by the Xuangong tower in Jiulong.

The fingerprint on the waist was impacted, and disappeared in a flash.

"Magic power. Old nine. You're sure you didn't admit it. "

Lu Fan speaks in his heart. When he heard the word "demon repair", his brow immediately tightened.

Jiulong Xuangong tower firmly said: "it is definitely the power of demon cultivation. Although the grandson is very hidden. I used vigorous force to cover it up, but I can't hide it. I have experienced the war of removing demons. I am too familiar with the skills of magic cultivation. Just now, it's called the blood hand skill palm. This grandson is vicious. His move is to kill people. Great master, do not show mercy to this grandson. "

Lu Fan's eyes glowed with cold light, and he was a man of the ethereal courtyard. Is it possible that the ethereal courtyard has become a grotto.

Lift the heavy sword, Lu fan doesn't want so much. Since the other side dare to deal with him with the skill of demon cultivation. Then knock him down and show his true shape.

Sprint, fire, gold body, red dragon roar sword.

Falling rain was shocked to see Lu Fan rush again with his sword. Damn it, he was hit by his blood palm, but there was nothing. It was merciless.

Didn't he get that shot. It's impossible.

The folding fan in his hand is waving continuously, and the falling rain throws out a small flying needle.

These flying needles are so thin that they can hardly be seen with the naked eye, and how can a folding fan hide so many flying needles.

Unfortunately, Lu fan doesn't look with his eyes. He doesn't need to look with his eyes either.

Against the flying needle, Lu Fan rushed directly to him. All the flying needles that landed on him were blocked by the gang clothes. Occasionally, some of them penetrated, but they could not break his body. The incomplete Eternal Dragon Emperor's decision made by fiery golden body and Lu Fan's research made his body not much worse than Qiao Xuan's.

All the way to fight against the flying needle in front of the falling rain, the roar of the Dragon resounded through the sky.

Finally, the face of the falling rain is distorted, the clothes are broken, the vigorous strength is broken, and all the natural and unrestrained no longer exist.

Biting the tip of the tongue, a little blood essence is ejected from the mouth by the falling rain.

"Congealing."

All of a sudden, the bloody vigorous force enveloped the body of the falling rain, which blocked Lu Fan's move.

When the heavy sword was cut in this bloody vigorous force, it only made the sound of stone and gold colliding.

"Armor."

It's a sharp drink again. The blood color vigorous strength turns into the blood color armor in the blink of an eye, and wraps the rain all over.

"Blood armor skill. Who passed it on to him. "

The Dean whispered. Next to him, master Shentu looked up at the sky and dared not answer.

This kind of skill, which needs to be guided by blood essence, is forbidden by order in Wudao college. Even if the master wants to teach to his disciples, he must report it. Because this kind of skill backfires greatly, once it is not done well, it will cause great disaster. The Dean himself knows that he has never approved to teach the blood armor skill to the falling rain. That is to say, the skill of falling rain is either obtained by oneself carelessly or taught by a teacher in violation of regulations.

Either way, it's enough to make the Dean angry.

It can be imagined that after this war, the rain will be called to "talk" by the President alone.

On the field, Lu fan saw something wrong and cut several swords, but the rain of blood armor was gathered, and the defense was comparable to that of the friars in the Gang area. What is Lu Fan's present cultivation that can be cut down.

Luoyu stares at Lu Fan. Before that, he didn't think that Lu Fan could force him to defend himself with bloody armor.

Moreover, many of his methods seem to have lost their effect on Lu Fan.

For example, as soon as he came to the stage, he actually linked Lu Fan with silk thread, and then attacked him with explosive force, but Lu Fan broke it. But in fact, there are paralytic toxins on the silk thread, but Lu fan has not been paralyzed so far.

For another example, his blood palm not only lost its function, but also lost its trace. Originally, he was guided by blood palm. Even if he refused to accept Lu Fan's treatment with one palm, he could launch several strange attacks through blood fingerprint. But the blood fingerprints also disappeared. They were clean and could not be seen at all.

The falling rain made his teeth itch with hate. Before he showed his pure concealed weapon technique, Lu fan forced him to look like this.

The cold light in his eyes came out, and the rain fell in a cold voice: "Lu fan, if you can't beat me, you will die."

As he spoke, the folding fan in the hand of the falling rain suddenly came out with a light, like a long sword, as fast as lightning, and cut straight on Lu Fan.

Lu Fan got a sword, but he didn't move. In the middle of the sword, there was a piece of scale.

Chuckling, Lu said, "do you think you are the only one who has armor?"