Walking on the way back to the city, Nero's face was gloomy, recalling the details of the fight with the guy named Li last night, in the fight, Nero's swordsmanship is growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, which is Nero's super-fast growth in technology that has not been seen for so many years, although Nero is unwilling to admit it, but Li is indeed a grandmaster-level figure above the swordsmanship, and in the face of this grandmaster-level god, even if he is beaten to the ground, he has no power to fight back, But I was still able to quickly learn a lot from it.

"Good swordsmanship, but when I surpass you, your swordsmanship will be all mine." Nero clenched his fists and sneered, and suddenly his brows furrowed slightly, and his keen perception sensed that there was a rather strong spiritual power not far from him.

Looking up, I saw a man in white clothes and white hair standing not far from Nero, who seemed to have discovered Nero as well, and his indifferent cheeks showed a moment of thought, and then a sneer.

"Yo, isn't this a spirit master, why did you come here alone?" The man in white looked at Nero and said with an unabashed smile, "Could it be that it came from the Avalon branch that can't fight?" ”

"You're right, the Avalon branch Li is indeed not a single one who can fight, after all, the federation is built on the Russian side." Nero looked at the man in front of him and laughed equally disdainfully, "But that's not something you can judge as a mere soul killer!" ”

"Soul killers." The man smiled slightly, "You're quite interesting, my name is Fang Zetong, what about you?" ”

"You don't need to know." Nero sneered and stepped forward, "Get out of the way." ”

Fang Zetong smiled and stepped back sideways.

Nero narrowed his eyes slightly, swept over Fang Zetong, and then walked forward.

At this moment, the corners of Fang Zetong's mouth suddenly raised a sarcastic smile, and he suddenly raised his foot and kicked it fiercely towards Nero's side waist.

However, just as Fang Zetong's foot was about to touch Nero's body, Nero quickly retreated to the side, and his body was as fast as a phantom, allowing Fang Zetong's kick to kick directly into the air.

"Hey, hey, you're doing a good job." Fang Zetong said with a smile, "You're not like those spirit masters I've seen before, except for the indiscriminate use of your own stigma, you don't have any physical strength. ”

"That's because the ones you met were all poor students in the spirit master, and I just made some basic reactions to the spirit master." Nero said coldly, "But it seems that you kid is trying to fight?" ”

"Originally, I didn't have this idea, but ......" Fang Zetong smiled slightly, "How can I say it, I feel that if I don't vent it now, I may bully and bully those poor students that you said." ”

"Yes." Nero clenched his fists, and the lines of stigmata began to glow faintly on the back of his hand, "Then it looks like I'm going to have to teach you a little lesson, you megalomaniacal soul killers!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Nero's figure rushed towards Fang Zetong, his right hand clenched into a fist, but just as he rushed in front of Fang Zetong, a dagger suddenly appeared in his left hand and stabbed fiercely towards Fang Zetong's shoulder.

Fang Zetong's pupils shrank slightly, and when his right hand flipped over, a pitch-black whirlwind appeared on his palm, facing Nero's dagger and pushing his right hand out suddenly. Shih Tzu literature

The black storm was mixed with violent spiritual power, Nero's face changed slightly, and his left hand sent away the dagger he was holding at that moment, and at the same time, the dagger was swept into the black storm, and he could vaguely see that the dagger made of alloy was twisted into a strange shape in the storm.

Quickly stepping back, Nero pulled a revolver from his waist. The pistol, aimed at Fang Zetong, pulled the trigger continuously, and the time of two seconds was to turn the revolver. The eight bullets in the pistol all shot out, all pointing directly at Fang Zetong!

Fang Zetong's body moved rapidly at the moment, his body was like a black whirlwind, leaving afterimages one after another in the process of action, saying that those bullets dodged accurately, and just after avoiding the last bullet, the black storm swept in place, and Fang Zetong's figure disappeared under Nero's nose.

Looking at the location where Fang Zetong had disappeared, Nero narrowed his eyes slightly, the spiritual power in his body was rushing at this moment, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

And at this moment, on the tree behind Nero, Fang Zetong's figure suddenly appeared, swept down as quickly as a black wind, and rushed towards the back of the unsuspecting Nero.

"Bang!"

A dull sound sounded, and Nero stood in place, his body leaning down slightly, his right fist raised in the air, and behind him, Fang Zetong was lying on the ground motionless.

"Shhh...... It really hurts. Getting up from the ground, Fang Zetong rubbed his forehead, gritted his teeth and smiled fiercely, "This guy of yours is really different from those other spirit masters, his reaction ability is indeed fast enough, and even my black wind has not been able to hide my figure." ”

"That's because you're too vegetable." Nero looked down at Fang Zetong and said coldly, while shaking his right hand, "You are a spirit killer, then there must be a totem, use it to show me how much strength you have." ”

The strength of this Fang Zetong in front of him at this moment should be in the seventh-rank Lingge, and if he exerts his power, he should be in the eighth-rank Lingge, Nero really wants to see if he can use the totem of the gods that only the Soul Slayer can resonate with, whether he can overcome the hurdle that is difficult for all the Spirit Masters and Spirit Slayers to reach.

"You're not a god, why should I use a totem?" Fang Zetong sat on the ground and smiled, then stood up with his hands propped up, "This kind of thing, of course, can only be used when you are fighting to the death, could it be that you already want to fight with me to the death?" ”

"Of course I don't mind if you have this idea, but I have more important things to do now, and when I solve it, if you still want to live and die, I can accompany you." Nero said lightly.

"Heh, you're kind of interesting." Fang Zetong smiled at Nero, and then stretched out his right hand, which had been clenched from the beginning, and slowly opened it.

Looking at his right hand, Nero's pupils shrank slightly, and what Fang Zetong was holding on his fingers was actually the eight bullets he had just shot, none of which was quite a lot!

"I say you're different, is it because you like to use these tools, or is it because your stigmata can't provide you with too many actual combat effects, and you need to use your body to exert more power?" Fang Zetong smiled, "Don't look at me like this, in fact, I prefer this kind of stigma, if you really rely too much on things like stigmata, then it will definitely not be the opponent of the gods, just like if we spirit killers rely too much on totems." ”

As he spoke, Fang Zetong patted the dust on his body, and the white clothes were still a little too dazzling with dust.

"There are still quite a lot of interesting guys among your spirit masters, such as that Liang Xiao is good, of course, if he dares to fight, it will be perfect."