Chapter 84 Nether Fire

Outside the White Pagoda, Lingyao walked back slowly with a faint smile on her face. Perhaps because of her good mood, her footsteps seemed much more cheerful.

Anyway, Lu Fan and the others are going to stay in the practice tower for an hour, so she can come back after an hour.

Others don't know the rules of the practice tower, but Lingyao knows it very well. There is no other reason. In fact, she has already entered it once. Lingyao is not on the martial arts list. She didn't have her own ranking on the martial arts list, but before the masters on the martial arts list could enter, she was brought in by her master to select martial arts.

Of course, this Lingyao will not tell others.

Smiling slightly, Lingyao patted her small purse. She has earned a lot of gold coins today, so she can go buy some shiny things.

As he was walking, suddenly three figures came towards him.

When Lingyao saw these three people, she stopped in her tracks. She knew two of them.

"Senior Sister Yanran."

Ling Yao said.

The three of them quickly came to Lingyao, and the one on the far left smiled and said, "Junior Sister Lingyao, have you come to see the practice tower?"

Lingyao nodded, hummed, and glanced at the other two. The person standing in the middle is Leng Han. She knew another man in a gray robe with a thin face and sunken eye sockets.

Yan Ran laughed beside her and said, "Junior Sister Lingyao, you should know Senior Brother Leng Han. The other one is Senior Brother Yuxin from Yinyang Academy."

Hearing Yu Xin's name, Lingyao's face was slightly surprised.

"Senior brother Yu Xin who is twenty-one on the martial arts list?"

Leng Han smiled and said: "Exactly. I didn't expect that Junior Sister Lingyao also read this year's martial arts list. However, the news about Junior Sister Lingyao may be a little behind. In fact, just now, Senior Brother Yu defeated Senior Brother Huang Rulin of Qingjian Academy who was ranked nineteenth. .So now, Senior Brother Yu Xin has entered the top 20 rankings."

Lingyao looked at Yu Xin even more surprised.

But Yu Xin said expressionlessly: "Leng Han, don't talk nonsense. Where is the kid you mentioned who lost face in our Yin Yang Yard. Let me get rid of him quickly, that's all."

Leng Han smiled and said: "Not far, not far. It's in the practice tower."

Yu Xin said coldly: "Practice Tower? Fighting is not allowed in the tower."

Leng Han said: "It can't be inside the tower, can it be outside the tower? Anyway, he is going to come out."

Yu thought for a while, and said: "Okay. Then wait for him. I hope he has some methods as you said. If he is too weak, I will kill you."

The cold smile immediately became a little embarrassed. Looking at Yu Xin, he thought to himself, this martial arts lunatic knows how to fight, and even he is going to kill him. If it's not that I can't beat you, I will definitely slap you hard today.

Lingyao frowned at this moment and said: "You don't mean Lu Fan, right? Leng Han, why do you want someone to beat Lu Fan?"

Lingyao's face was sullen, and Yan Ran said aside: "Junior Sister Lingyao. Lu Fan and Han Feng of the First Yuanyuan made Yinyangyuan lose face. It is only natural for Yinyangyuan to come and teach them. Why are you angry? .”

Lingyao blushed and said: "They are competing normally, gambling normally. You people in Yin Yang Academy are asking for shame. Besides... besides, they are my friends."

Leng Han's eyes changed, he could already hear the abnormal tone of Ling Yao's last sentence.

Yan Ran smiled and said, "Friend? Junior Sister Lingyao, you have become friends with them so quickly. Could it be that Chun's heart is moved?"

Lingyao blushed as if she was about to bleed. Leng Han's face became more and more ugly. Because the more Lingyao is like this, the more it means that Yanran's words may be true.

Leng Han, who had already regarded Lingyao as a dish on his plate, did not want anyone to snatch the food from his mouth, and said coldly: "Junior Sister Lingyao, this is a matter between our Yinyang Academy and the Yuanyuan Academy, and has nothing to do with you. But since Junior Sister Lingyao When they are friends, I can deal with them more lightly."

After a pause, Leng Han continued: "Of course, in return, I hope Junior Sister Lingyao can have lunch with me. This condition is not too much."

Ling Yao gritted her teeth and said, "It turns out that Han Feng's evaluation of you is not bad."

Leng Han suddenly stretched out his hand to Lingyao, wanting to grab Lingyao's little hand.

Ling Yao reacted quickly, and slapped Leng Han's arm aside. Yu Xin who was next to him smiled and said, "A girl with character. Leng Han, what should we people in Yin Yang Yuan want to get a certain woman?"

Leng Han chuckled lightly and said, "I understand, Senior Brother Yu Xin."

As soon as the words fell, Leng Han suddenly made a move. A finger was directly on Lingyao's shoulder, and a majestic force rushed into Lingyao's body. In an instant, Lingyao stayed where she was.

Leng Han smiled and looked at Lingyao and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Lingyao, I wronged you to watch from the side. Yanran, help your junior sister, let's go to the gate of the White Pagoda and wait for the two guys from the Yuanyuan."

Yan Ran stepped forward and supported Ling Yao's body.

Although Lingyao's body was stiff, she was still able to speak, lowering her voice, Lingyao said: "Senior Sister Yanran, are you with them?"

Yanran said in a voice that only Lingyao could hear: "Junior Sister Lingyao. In fact, I don't want to treat you like this. But who told you to steal the limelight from me as soon as you came here? Who told you to be so close to Master, as if Master Wuchou is just like you as a disciple. Junior sister Lingyao, everything is only your fault. But after senior brother Leng Han finishes solving your two friends and wants you again, you will no longer threaten me. I still The third senior sister of Mingxinyuan, and you will obediently be my good junior sister."

Ling Yao closed her mouth and stopped talking.

Yan Ran chuckled, helped Ling Yao follow Leng Han and Yu Xin's footsteps.

. . . . . .

On the fourth floor of the practice tower, Lu Fan and Han Feng were completely unaware of the situation outside, and were still climbing up desperately.

"The highest martial skill on the second floor is the high-level human level, the highest level on the third level is the low-level spirit level, and the highest level on the fourth level is the middle-level spirit level. Brother Lu Fan, as long as we reach the fifth level, we have the opportunity to obtain high-level spirit-level martial skills Yes. Go!"

Han Feng yelled loudly, and walked up desperately, wishing to use both hands and feet.

At this point, these damn stairs with runes are getting harder and harder to walk. Every step I stepped on, I felt that I was firmly attached to the stone slab, and I couldn't lift my feet at all. Not only that, each stone step also has a tyrannical light curtain, blocking the way in front of it.

The light curtain was tens of feet high, and after finally smashing it with the strength, the light curtain would turn into violent ripples of power, impacting on their bodies.

It took a lot of effort to go up each stone step, and Lu Fan's fists flew like flying, attacking desperately.

His movement must be fast, because these light curtains will recover, if his speed slows down, he will be squeezed down again by the light curtains.

Collapsing Mountain Fist!

Lu Fan had put the epee into the ring at this moment, and climbing with the epee on his back was undoubtedly asking for trouble.

When the golden body of fire was opened, Lu Fan had to use tyrannical explosive power for every punch, and the twenty times the strength of the gang energy instantly transformed him into a powerful force, all the way up. The mere stairs leading to the fifth floor can't stop him!

Han Feng was also wielding the Clear Water Changtian Sword desperately. He couldn't use the Duotian Sword Technique to deal with other students outside, but here, he could finally use it freely.

Every time the sword goes down, a light curtain can be cut. Gritting his teeth and trying not to be squeezed by the ripples of power, Han Feng was desperately moving forward. Lu Fan had to deliberately walk slowly so that Han Feng could keep up with him. With him smashing the light curtain in front, Senior Brother Han Feng can reduce a lot of pressure. Sometimes, through the gap restored by the light curtain, Lu Fan can be connected to several floors.

The two walked hundreds of stone steps, but they hadn't reached the fifth floor yet. The purple flames flying not far away can be picked up, but neither Han Feng nor Lu Fan have the slightest interest.

Finally, after quickly climbing a hundred stone steps, there is a door in front of him, stepping in, everything suddenly becomes clear.

Han Feng sat down at the door, counted the time with his fingers, and said, "It's been about half an hour. I'm exhausted. Just going up these stone steps will kill me. Junior Brother Lu Fan , let's find martial arts quickly."

Lu Fan nodded, and the two stared at each other. I saw that the fifth floor was similar to the next four floors, and a huge silver puppet stood in the middle. Black flames fluttered overhead.

Han Feng looked around, found the stele, and read aloud: "Fifth floor, ghost fire."

Lu Fan scanned the fifth floor, and immediately, Lu Fan saw two students under the silver puppet.

These two people were fast, and they were desperately grabbing the flying flames, but every time they grabbed, they were shocked by the dark ghost fire, and had to let go.

Two students, a man and a woman, had ugly faces.

Turning their heads, the two glanced at Lu Fan and Han Feng, and ignored them.

"Let's get started, Junior Brother Lu Fan. If you pick a good one, it's not for high-level spirits!"

Lu Fan nodded, the high-level martial arts at the spiritual level should be considered very good. After all, the martial arts handed down by their Lu family is only a low-level spiritual level.

Lu Fan's eyes fixed on the ghostly fireballs in mid-air. Compared with the first floor, these flying fireballs were much larger and faster, so they were not so easy to catch.

Han Feng, who couldn't wait, shot first, jumped up, Han Feng's hand flashed like lightning, and caught a black fireball.

"Haha, martial arts are in hand!"

Han Feng laughed loudly, his palm had already been inserted into the fireball, and he touched the book of martial arts inside.

But before pulling out the martial arts, Han Feng felt a heartache coming from the palm of his hand, and at the same time, a tyrannical flame force directly pushed him away.

Han Feng's eyes widened, he let out a miserable howl, and lay on the ground in an even shape.

A man and a woman next to him laughed.

The man said with disdain in his eyes: "Idiot, is the martial skill guarded by Netherfire so easy to obtain?"

Lu Fan stepped forward quickly, looked at Senior Brother Han Feng and said, "Are you all right?"

Senior Brother Han Feng looked at his palm, even with the protection of Gang Jin, it was already burned red.

"It's okay, it's okay. I call him his ancestors, and this flame will not allow people to use martial arts."

Lu Fan smiled and said, "Maybe your method is wrong. Let me try."

As he said that, Lu Fan jumped up, grabbed a jumping black fireball, and landed easily. Lu Fan held on tightly, showing no sign of letting go.

A man and a woman next to him suddenly widened their eyes.