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Taking a few steps back, Frans' Eye of Omniscience opened, and white runes appeared in the black eyes, watching the realm opened by Modo.

"It turned out to be the realm of power"

Just by looking at it, Frans could see what Modo's domain was, the power field, which is the most common field of all fields, of course, common does not mean that it is less powerful, and the power field can be said to be the most powerful field in the field.

After opening the realm, Modo was completely different from just now, his whole body was glowing with white light, and although he was an old man, he looked like he had a sense of power.

"Fighting Spirit"

A giant sword completely formed by battle qi appeared in Modo's hand, and with the giant sword in his hand, Modo slashed it with all his strength.

This sword was blessed by Modo in the realm of power, and even a legendary peak of the king of war would be seriously injured if he resisted hard.

However, Frans is still very indifferent to the sword that came over, although his strength is limited to the peak of the legend, it does not mean that this sword can hurt her.

The King of War at the peak of the legend will be seriously injured even if he is hit, but what if it is the gallon flame demon at the peak of the legend, what will happen even if he is hit.

The corners of Frans's mouth curled slightly, and she felt a little excited in her heart, since she was summoned by Arthur, Frans felt quite boring, although looking at the civilization or scenery of the Roland Continent can relieve boredom, but as a demon, she still has belligerent blood in her body, she has been on the mainland for so long, she hasn't fought well a few times, and she is looking at the scenery all day long, which makes Frans quite depressed, but this battle is really a bit unexpected for her"

The fiery red magic wrapped around Frans's hands, and she met the slashing sword, and her hands quickly closed together, clamping the slashed greatsword.

Mordo looked at Frans's hands in amazement, and the Arabian on the side stumbled and almost forgot to keep flying and fell.

What did the two of them see, Modo's sword, a sword that could even be slashed at the peak of the legend, was actually caught, and he caught it with his bare hands.

Holding the blade of the sword between his hands, Frans exerted a slight force, and the fiery red magic enveloped the battle qi giant sword and shattered it.

The greatsword was shattered, and Modo gasped, from the hand just now, he knew that he would definitely not be able to beat Frans, but not being able to beat it did not mean that he would be caught.

The white power realm suddenly erupted, and Modo used all his battle qi, and the pure white battle qi was mixed with the pure white realm, and he was ready to launch the final blow.

"Shooting Star"

Striking a strange pose, Modo roared, and his fists popped out like suppressed springs, and at this moment, in these few seconds, Modo threw ten thousand punches.

Due to the speed of the fist, when Modo used this martial art, it was like countless white balls of light appeared in an instant, like a meteor shower.

Countless meteor-like fists hit, under Frans's perception, Modo's move can be said to have reached the level of a demigod in addition to having no law, which made Frans flash a trace of surprise, after all, Modo exerted the attack of a demigod with the strength of the legendary high-level, and at the same time of surprise, Frans also ignited a trace of war intent in his heart.

The fiery red magic obeyed her orders, condensed a long knife in her hand, and assumed a slashing posture, just like the most ordinary soldier, Frans slashed out.

"Firedemon Slash"

A knife slashed out, a huge fiery red sword appeared, along the long knife, it slashed towards Modo, Modo's martial arts meteor looked very faint under this sword, and finally disappeared under the pressure of the sword.

After using the martial art meteor, Modo's whole body was exhausted in battle qi and physical strength, and if it weren't for the fact that the realm still existed, he would have fallen directly from the sky now.

Looking at the meteor that was annihilated by a knife, looking at the approaching red knife, Modo smiled bitterly, and closed his eyes in resignation, he couldn't block this knife, even if it was in his heyday, he couldn't do it, let alone now, although his old friend was nearby, a bunch of legends and demigods of the principal and vice principal were watching the battle below, but they couldn't save themselves too late, this knife was too fast, and it was too strong, even a demigod couldn't help him block this knife in a second.

"Arcane Shield"

"Fire Shield"

When Modo was closing his eyes and waiting for death, the red sword was about to slash at Modo's body, and two layers of shields appeared on Modo's body, and Modo opened his eyes, only to see Frans and Arabia maintaining a spell-casting posture, and the two layers of shields were cast by them.

This surprised Modo, Arabia blessed himself with a shield and understood that he was his old friend after all, but what was going on with Frans, she and herself were enemies, and the sword was still split by her, how could she save herself, which was too unreasonable.

Just as Mordo wondered why Frans had saved him, the red knife slashed at the two layers of shields, which didn't last long, and only lasted 3 seconds before they shattered.

But 3 seconds is enough, 3 seconds is enough for the two people below to save Modo

High in the air, a series of silver spatial chains suddenly appeared, the chains firmly locked the knife ray, preventing it from moving forward, and at the same time, an earthy yellow pillar of fighting qi rushed up from the ground and crashed into the top of the blade.

Arabia teleported, pulled to Modo, and quickly grabbed Modo, pulling him far away, away from the sword.

A low shout was faintly heard on the ground, and the earthy yellow pillar of fighting qi swelled even more, and finally completely wrapped the sword and refined it.

Standing in the air, Frans looked down at the ground, in her eyes, she saw a middle-aged man and an old man, the middle-aged man was sturdy, wearing a strong suit, and his whole body muscles were bulging, just standing in place, it gave people a heavy feeling, like a towering mountain.

And the old man, wearing a silver robe, white hair, white eyebrows and white beard, looks like a seventy-year-old man.

These two people Frans has seen, and when she first came to this campus, she has seen them, the two principals and vice-presidents of the Roland campus, demigods and powerhouses.

When Frans looked at the two of them, the two principals also saw Frans, and the middle-aged man glanced at Frans and ignored her, while the old mage smiled slightly.

Raising her head and looking at the vigilant Arabian and the weak Modo not far away, Frans shrugged her shoulders, the purpose of her coming here was just to beat Modo, and now that the purpose has been achieved, it is time to go.

With a polite smile on his face, Frans took a step back and disappeared into the air.

"It's been a lot of hard time these days."

The old mage in the silver robe, the principal of Roland Academy, touched his long white beard and sighed a little.

The middle-aged man standing next to the old mage did not speak, he just watched as Arabia returned to the mage tower with Modo, and finally looked at the place where Frans had disappeared.

Feeling the eyes of the middle-aged man, the old mage shook his head: "I advise you not to go to that woman to fight because your apprentice was almost killed, although you are a demigod, but you may not be able to beat her"

"I know"

Hearing the old master's words of persuasion, the middle-aged man spoke, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and the middle-aged man's voice was a little hoarse.

"I hope so, this time it's our fault, I know that Modo kid is for the academy, but I didn't expect him to be so reckless"

Thinking of the reason for this, the old mage couldn't help but smile bitterly.