Chapter 81 Fan Lao, Die!As the two figures collided, a powerful energy erupted with the two of them 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, creating a big hole in the ground below. Fortunately, the passers-by around fled 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 Douhuang level!?” Two and a half years ago, his cultivation was five-star Dou Huang, while Xiao Yun was only three-star Dou Wang. If the latter had not had the existence of the strange fire, he could easily kill him. Now, he is still a five-star Dou Huang, but the boy in the air has caught up with him and has also become a Dou Huang. "Xiao Yun! All the grudges between us are because you killed my son! If you hadn't killed my son, I wouldn't have become your enemy!" Fan Lao's eyes flickered, with a hint of fear, 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 also wanted to kill me at the beginning. It's useless to say anything. I still want to kill you!" With a sneer, Xiao Yun still had a green flame in his hand, and he killed Fan Lao below. "Damn little bastard! Do you think you can kill me so easily? Even if I, Fan Lao, die, I will bite off a piece of your flesh!" With a roar, the fear in Fan Lao's eyes faded away, and madness filled his eyes. The overwhelming blood-colored fighting spirit burst out from his body and condensed around him into a sea of blood dozens of meters high, completely enveloping his figure. "Master Yao, take out my weapon." With his palm clenched, a blood-red spear appeared in his hand, with green flames wrapped around the spear. Xiao Yun waved the spear, and dozens of giant green fire palms were driven into the sea of blood. The giant green fire palm swept out like an overwhelming force, 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 strange fire! Damn Xiao Yun!" An angry roar came out of Fan Lao's throat. This move, Sea of Blood, was his method for many years in the Black Horn Region. Not only could he hide his body, but it was also like a domain, greatly improving the recovery of his fighting spirit when he was in it. With this move, he could fight even against a peak Dou Huang. But now he meets Xiao Yun, who controls the strange fire and is naturally able to restrain him. The former was able to repel him when he was a Dou Wang, and now that their cultivation levels are equal, he is even more suppressed. "call out!" As the sea of blood dissipated, Fan Lao finally realized the gap between himself and Xiao Yun. He sent out a blood-red fighting spirit in an attempt to repel the latter, and then fled from the Dusk City without looking back. "Do you think you can escape?" He burned the blood-red fighting spirit with a wave of his hand. Looking at Fan Lao's fleeing figure, Xiao Yun's body shook slightly. A silver light flashed by, and his figure turned into a ray of lightning. Like lightning, he crossed a thousand meters in an instant and came above Fan Lao. "Just wait for death." The blue flame condensed on the tip of the spear and instantly tore through the air, piercing towards Fan Lao's chest. Fan Lao tried to dodge in panic, but the spear still pierced his shoulder. Green flames instantly attached to his body, and terrifying power emanated from the spear. Fan Lao could no longer maintain his body shape, and like a meteorite, he smashed a big hole in the ground again. His figure flashed again and appeared on the ground. Fan Lao also stood up, knowing that he could not escape. His blood-red fighting spirit was surging and he held a spear in his hand. "Die!" Xiao Yun fired one shot after another, each shot aimed at the vital points, and Fan Lao could only defend hastily. Moreover, because of the injury on his left shoulder and the difference in strength between him and Fan Lao, facing Xiao Yun's violent attack, it seemed that he might die at any time. The two fought for more than ten moves again. In the end, Xiao Yun's spear was faster. Before Fan Lao could react, he pierced the latter's throat directly with a spear. "Gugugu..." Looking at the young man in front of him, Fan Lao covered his throat and widened his eyes. He seemed to want to say something else, but because his throat was pierced, blood kept pouring out of his mouth. He fell to the ground and died without saying the last word. "Have a safe journey, Sect Master Fan." Xiao Yun showed a warm smile and waved his hand. The storage ring in Fan Lao's hand flew to his palm. Then he struck out with his palm. A green flame burst out and directly cremated Fan Lao's body, turning it into a pile of ashes that drifted away with the wind. Looking at the ashes scattered by the wind, Xiao Yun's heart was not shaken at all. The flames surged, and after burning all the blood in the ring, he held it in his hand. The streets were already empty at this time, and Xiao Yun did not say anything like "The murderer is Xiao Yun." He flashed and flew away into the distance. …… In the evening, the setting sun was as bright as blood. After killing Fan Lao, Xiao Yun rushed to Canaan College without stopping. "We're finally here." Looking at the town that was looming in front of him, Xiao Yun grinned and revealed a bright smile. The flying speed increased again and he quickly approached the town. That small town is the first gateway to 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 on, stop!" A voice was heard along with 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 person coming, Xiao Yun smiled and bowed slightly. The old man is the law enforcement elder of Canaan College, Wu Tianlang. When Xiao Yun was training in the law enforcement team, he helped Xiao Yun a lot, and he is also good friends with Elder Huo. "Eh? You, who are you?" Elder Wu felt familiar with Xiao Yun's face when he saw it. He kept recalling it in his mind. After a while, he was surprised and asked uncertainly: "Xiao Yun? Is it you?" It was no wonder that Elder Wu could not recognize Xiao Yun. Ever since he left the law enforcement team, he had rarely had contact with the former. Moreover, Xiao Yun had disappeared for the past two years and his body shape had changed drastically. He was only meters tall, but now he was 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, and you don't recognize me?" Seeing Xiao Yun nod in agreement, Elder Wu's face instantly showed joy. In his heart, Xiao Yun was someone he had watched grow up. When Xiao Yun disappeared, he had accompanied Old Man Huo to the Jia Ma Empire to look for him. "Hahaha, so you're not dead! I said you had great luck, how could you die so easily?" (End of this chapter)