Fang Hong's Demon Stick was blessed with the power of the Northern Guardian, the Xuanwu Holy Beast, so it had a very large weight in itself. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the help of the teleportation effect of the Wind Moth Spell, it is heavily slashed from top to bottom, even if it is such a simple move, attacking the human body will have great destructive power.

All the strength was exerted on the Fu Demon Stick through his arm, and the force was so strong that the muscles of Fang Hong's entire arm bulged like small steamed buns. Such an attack, even if it hits the iron man, the iron man's body will definitely be deformed!

'Boom!'

As Fang Hong had expected, the tip of the Demon Devil Stick struck the angel who looked like it was nothing more than an eighteen-year-old girl with an unstoppable momentum, making a dull sound.

Immediately afterwards, the powerful shock force transmitted from the body of the demon stick almost made Fang Hong unable to grasp it, at that moment, Fang Hong didn't know how many times his hands that grabbed the stick body shook with it, and the violent vibration made Fang Hong's hand bones a little sore...... But even so, Fang Hong's ferocious attack that was enough to smash the iron man this time hit the angel's smooth and white body like a girl, but not even a single red mark appeared.

The angel's blue pupils glanced at Fang Hong, his neck twisted slightly, and he looked at Fang Hong, who was more than a head taller than him in front of him, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oops!"

Fang Hong immediately stretched out his hand to pull out his Fu Demon Stick, but his reaction speed was not as fast as the angel of the 'God Realm', the angel's twisted neck and slender white collarbone instantly stuck the Fu Demon Stick, and there was no way to pull it out even if Fang Hong pulled it out.

"Damn, careless. ”

Fang Hong's feet had just touched the ground, and he didn't wait to make an effort, he immediately pulled out and was about to retreat, even letting go of his most important spiritual suit.

However, Angel Klattier obviously also has the cautious meaning of her daughter's family, and for a guy like Fang Hong who doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, it is obvious that he can't let it go.

The angel's lips moved slightly, and then he opened his mouth suddenly, and then, a golden needle flew out of the angel's mouth, and it was extremely fast, and it was nailed towards Fang Hong's face......

The speed at which the golden needle flew far exceeded the speed at which Fang Hong retreated, if Fang Hong was an ordinary magician, in this case, he would basically be announced to receive a boxed lunch. But fortunately, as a battle mage, Fang Hong still wanted to finish the protagonist's play before leaving, so with the nerve reflex speed far exceeding that of an ordinary magician, Fang Hong made a very beautiful backward in a thousandth of a second.

No, or rather, the body instinctively acts before the brain can react. Fang Hong's body seemed to be broken in the middle, and he lay down after a moment. Immediately, the golden long needle slid dangerously and dangerously against the tip of Fang Hong's nose, and Fang Hong could even feel the irritable magic fluctuations coming from the long needle,

It's so dangerous, it's almost hanging.

"Only Flash!"

Seeing the slight change in the angel's mood, it seems that he is a little dissatisfied with his own miss, and when he was about to brew a second attack, the god next to him split the flames regardless of his physical condition, and used the 'saint mode' for the third time without hesitation, blocking the angel.

"Thank you!"

Divine Flame Blazing glanced at Fang Hong with a strange look......

Fang Hong took advantage of the brief opportunity that the Divine Flame Flame had won for himself, and let out a long breath, and the spiritual power fluctuations in his body were also calmed down by him.

In the final analysis, it was because Fang Hong's actual combat experience was not enough, and he actually took it for granted, it was true that the Demon Stick was carrying the 'Xuanwu Power' of the Northern Guardian, but Fang Hong, who held this power, was only a mortal after all, and he couldn't grasp this power at all.

In the more than ten years before coming to the school city, in Huaxia Kingdom, Fang Hong has not fought with others in the real sense, and practicing "Moral Nerves" is at most used to beat bad teenagers, go out to tell fortunes for girls and other things, this kind of battle of life and death, for Fang Hong, is really a little uncomfortable.

Although Fang Hong didn't show it on the surface, the chaos of the aura in his body couldn't hide from the Divine Crack Blazing, who also belonged to a combat mage.

In the final analysis, Japanese magic originated from the ancient Chinese Yinyangdo, but in order to fit the environmental and cultural factors in which Japan is located, it has developed its own unique characteristics over thousands of years, just like two branches on a tree, and it cannot be said who is superior and who is inferior.

However, tracing back to the source, at the root of magic, it was still possible to find the similarities, so it was only natural that the Divine Flame Flame could identify Fang Hong's current situation.

But what to do now, Fang Hong finally calmed down the spiritual power in his body that was somewhat chaotic due to the emotional fluctuations and shocks, and at this moment, Fang Hong's Demon Stick was being held in the hand of Angel Kratir, and it was entangled with the Divine Crack who had entered the 'Saint Mode'.

The Devil Rod must be recaptured.

Unlike ordinary magicians, the battle mage's 'spirit costume' is very important to their strength, if Fang Hong's combat power holding the 'Demon Stick' is called ten, Fang Hong's combat power will quickly drop to below three if he loses the Demon Stick, and he has lost the specially made spirit costume, and it is impossible for Fang Hong to transform the wandering Yuan Force Force between heaven and earth into the 'Yuan Force Sphere' (dazzling pattern) by himself alone.

"God Split, help me get my spirit costume back. Fang Hong made his hand into a trumpet shape and said at the Divine Split.

At this moment, the Divine Crack Fire is bitter and unspeakable, and the pressure on herself in the Saint Mode is also very heavy, just by fighting with her, it makes the Divine Crack's body under very great pressure, and she can feel that there seems to be a piercing creaking sound on her bones, which is enough, not to mention that Fang Hong, a pig teammate, sends equipment to the angel by himself......

The body occupied by the angel was Klattil's body, and almost the moment he got the Demon Stick, it turned into the 'Spear of the Goddess of Victory' coupled with Fang Hong's shout, the Divine Cracking Fire burst into flames......

Angel Klatir's 'Spear of the Goddess of Victory' instantly knocked away the 'Seven Heavens and Seven Swords' in God's Split's hand, and the extra-long metal knife spiraled like a windmill and inserted into a blue container not far away.

The god cracked and suddenly raised his eyes to see that there was a vast white ......

The girl's plump and well-proportioned body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and crashed into Fang Hong's arms, that force even Fang Hong couldn't withstand, and the two of them knocked down the black mist behind them together.

The black mist was like a hard iron wall, and Fang Hong, who was used as a cushion by the Divine Cracking Fire, was sturdy and almost vomited uncomfortably.

"Are you going to continue to resist, mortals!"

The angel holding the 'Spear of the Goddess of Victory' is like a true god at this moment. Angel Klatir was suspended in mid-air at a height of three meters, looking at Fang Hong and the others condescendingly.

"I ......"

Fang Hong looked at that familiar face, and a breath of breath came from his heart, he saw that it was because of his mistake that the 'Seven Heavens and Seven Swords' of the Divine Cracking Fire were sent flying and thus defeated......

Resisting, Fang Hong held back the dizziness and vomiting sensation coming from his body, he wanted to resist, but ......

What to resist? Fang Hong raised his hands that were already covered with dust, could it be that these hands were the only ones?

It's ridiculous, you don't have a 'fantasy killer', how can you beat an angel, it's ridiculous, you don't have that kind of power, you still want to learn from someone to be a hemp to do the protagonist's work, all because of you!

"Damn, it's all because of me, it's all my fault!"

Fang Hong, you are simply a pig teammate!