A dazzling flash of light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Frankie noticed that the scene in front of him had changed dramatically.

The official road is gone, his subordinates are gone, and even the mysterious and difficult genius boy, who was still within reach just now, has completely lost his trace.

The place where he was now was surrounded by dense jungle, with tall trees and leafy foliage, covering the sky above him.

Is this an illusion?

Aside from the illusion, Frankie could not imagine any other plausible answer.

To say that the boy could teleport himself to another place in an instant, Frankie didn't believe it anyway. If he had this ability, the boy wouldn't have to be so embarrassed.

Just as he was thinking, a rolling log suddenly slammed down from the treetops on top of his head!

Frankie didn't have time to think about why such a solid rolling log could be hidden in the treetops, and raised his hand to swing it with a punch.

Rumble!

The strength of the Golden Fighter's fist was so strong that the rolling wood was unsurprisingly blasted into sawdust.

Frankie withdrew his fist, but his brow furrowed.

That piece of rolling wood is not a phantom!

Suddenly, the object in front of him changed again, and this time, Frankie was in the middle of a desolate mountain.

There was a tremor beneath his feet, and Frankie turned his head to look. On the hillside behind him, three huge stones rolled down in glyphs.

Frankie threw his fist again, but his brow furrowed even tighter.

Anthony sat down on the ground and waved his hand to dispel the "mana burning" magic on his body. Then he pinched a trick and threw the cultivation spell "Pure Heart Mantra" onto his head. He took out three bottles of magic potion from the spatial ring, and poured them into his stomach with a grunt.

After doing all this, Anthony had to reach out and wipe the sweat from his face. The face like a blank sheet of paper finally returned a little blood.

The difficulty of skipping challenges and skipping challenges is not at all on the same order of magnitude. The third realm and the fourth realm of the golden fighters are facing each other, and the whole one is the end of being crushed.

Even if he is a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts, coupled with all kinds of powerful skills endowed by the mysterious system, his strength is far superior to that of the silver fighter and the demon master who also belong to the third realm. Facing the Golden Warrior, the result did not change in the slightest.

Using all his might, even at the cost of burning mana in exchange for powerful and fast casting speed, it only lasted five rounds.

If it weren't for the epiphany a few days ago, Anthony's formation cultivation would have progressed rapidly. Let him use this five-element formation in a short time in the process of "flying a kite". Now, presumably, he has become a stiff corpse.

Even so, the hastily arranged Five Elements Formation was probably still not enough to trap a Golden Fighter.

The strength of the Golden Fighter, Anthony now understands it deeply, it is really terrifying!

He had to use the containment and convenience of the formation to personally attack and give the other party enough heavy trauma before this Riga man broke the formation.

Anthony stood up with one hand on the ground. A slender sword that was very different from the style of the Oss continent suddenly appeared in his palm.

In the Five Elements Array.

Frankie was on a reef in the middle of the sea, where the wind and waves were blowing, and waves several feet high were rushing towards him from all directions.

The Golden Fighter was expressionless and calmly responded. But in his heart, like the scene in front of him, there were monstrous waves.

Although he has repeatedly raised his evaluation of this teenager, every time he thinks that when he sees the boy's hole cards and all his strength, the boy can always surprise him again.

Not to mention the pressure brought to him by this illusionary magic array, just the young man was able to hide his eyes and quietly lay down the formation in the face of the fierce battle between the two and the threat of death. This ability, this scheming, there are few young people in the world who can do it!

In Frankie's mind, he has elevated the teenager to the level of a strong man who may pose a threat to himself.

While thinking, Frankie slapped his palms continuously. The fierce palm met the rushing waves, and scattered them with a bang.

He now had a certain understanding of this magic array, and knew that although the various attacks were menacing, they were not powerful enough to pose a threat to him. The only thing to consider is how to break the formation.

Suddenly, a swordfish with sharp bone spurs on the tip shot out of the waves that dissipated into mist, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Frankie. The bone spur points to the left side of his neck.

The attack came too suddenly, the timing was excellent, and the angle of attack was very tricky. is as strong as Frankie, but he didn't react for a while, and was bullied to the front.

I saw that his neck was barely twisted, and his whole body was tilted to the right as best he could. At the same time, his left hand was raised to block the side of his neck, and his right hand clenched his fist and blasted towards the strange swordfish.

Boom!

The bone spurs pierced the palm of his hand, and there was a sound of swords clashing.

Immediately, the swordfish was hit by the punch, its body writhed, and then disappeared.

Frankie's hearing was sharp, and he faintly heard a snort of forbearance.

Three feet to his left, Anthony took shape. The long sword in his hand had been broken from it, and on the arm holding the sword, his clothes were broken and blood flowed.

With a slight sigh, Anthony couldn't help but shake his head.

I have exhausted all means and calculated everything I can calculate, but I still can't help the other party. The gap in strength has reached a certain level, and it is really not something that can be made up by skills.

Perhaps, he should run away while this Riga Golden Fighter has not yet broken out of the formation? But the speed of adding people here is also extremely fast, and I am afraid that I may not be able to run away. With the help of the formation, attacking with all your might not have no chance of winning.

Anthony looked at Frankie, who was not far away, and fell into a difficult choice.

Of course, in the Five Elements Array, he could see Frankie, but Frankie couldn't see him.

"General! That young man took advantage of the magic bombardment to block your vision, and stepped the magic crystal into the magic circle laid in the dirt! ”

A sudden voice broke the deadlock on the field.

But it was one of the Riga cavalrymen who finally woke up from the shock and dementia, and hurriedly reminded his commander.

Frankie was stunned for a moment, and then his brow furrowed.

"Hi~"

I only heard him shout, and the surging golden fighting qi frantically poured into his right hand. Then he clenched his fist and swung it, and the fist slammed into the ground like an iron stake.

Rumble~

With a roar, the whole ground shook three times. There was dust all around, and the ground around Frankie was turned over. Of course, the magic crystals hidden in it are not immune.

Anthony calmly looked at Frankie, who was gradually emerging in the dust, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

Fight or flee, you don't have to choose now.

Instead of looking at Anthony, who was close at hand, Frankie looked down at his left palm.

The palm that was enough to crack the stone stele, in the middle of the palm, there was a small wound. Strictly speaking, it wasn't even a wound, it was just a little bit of skin that showed a red dot.

Frankie finally looked at Anthony, at the broken sword in the boy's hand. He knew that the bone spur of the swordfish was the long sword in the young man's hand.

"I have to say, you gave me too many surprises today."

The two fought fiercely for a long time, and this was the first time Frankie had spoken. He didn't rush to make a move, because of his respect for Anthony and recognition of his strength.

This teenager has the qualifications to talk to him directly. Even if it was a waste of precious time, which might cause some unpredictable little troubles, Frankie didn't care.

"You're strong, even now, you're strong enough. If you are given another 10 years, no, maybe only 5 years, you will definitely surpass me far and become a top powerhouse. ”

"But alas, I won't give you this chance."

Frankie took shape and walked slowly towards Anthony.

With each step, the ground trembled slightly. With each step, Frankie's momentum grew exponentially.

"Boy, everything you have shown has earned you the respect of a golden fighter. With my strongest blow, I will send you a funeral worthy of your death. ”

Feeling the momentum of Xiao Killing, Anthony smiled bitterly in addition to a bitter smile.

Frankie stepped forward with his left foot, his right leg slightly arched, and his right fist tucked at his side.

This is the prep stance for his strongest blow.

Frankie has done what he says, and he already sees Anthony as an opponent of his level. Even if it is a lot of fighting energy, killing chickens with a knife, you have to send the opponent on the road with the strongest blow.

"If you have any hole cards, use them quickly! This will be your last afterglow in this world. ”

As he spoke, Frankie was ready to complete his fame move.

He didn't believe that the boy had any other hole cards. In other words, even if there is any means, it will not change the tragic fate he will face.

Frankie doesn't know, right