Fan?

An Kang looked back with interest at the big fat man Anfu standing in the distance.

An Fu had already seen the fan in the sorcerer's hand, and he also held his two fans in his hand, which anyone would never forget, and shook them demonstratively.

I have to say that compared to Anfu's two giant fans, that magician's fan is too small. At first glance, it is not shocking.

Of course, fools also know that the power of weapons does not care about size.

If not, then An Yiyu's sewing needle would be lethal.

If it weren't for An Kang, who would have asked them not to come close and only be allowed to watch, An Fu would have rushed over with An Yiyu and Song Xiayang's brothers and sisters.

The other party is three magicians with high mana, and their own side are three primary awakened people with weak Force, plus an easy rain who can use sewing needles as hidden weapons.

Comparing the two, the gap is very obvious.

Although Lord Zheng didn't come to Xincheng this time to make things difficult for Ankang, since he had met him unintentionally, he was quite confident in the abilities of the three sorcerers under him.

The teenager was still young after all. Although I don't know how the priest Shen Yang was defeated at the hands of the young man, Lord Zheng probably thinks that it was because the priest Shen Yang underestimated the enemy, and this young man played some tricks.

Channeling? What a joke.

If there is a thunder channeling technique in this world, I am afraid that every day when I look up, I can see the gods flying in the sky.

Lord Zheng's expression was calm, and the situation on Ankang's side could be described as imminent, and it was as dangerous as a tired egg.

Suddenly, a glowing door appeared in front of everyone.

And Ankang walked into the door in full view of everyone and disappeared.

"Not good! He's going to run, chase after him! Master Zheng was the first to react and let the three magicians chase after him.

The three sorcerers received the order, collected their magic circles, and chased after them as fast as they could.

However, as soon as the three sorcerers ran near the door, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew through the door, blowing the three sorcerers away.

Before the three sorcerers could get up from the ground, they saw a huge golden wing stick out of the door and wave it twice from side to side. Then a huge golden-winged roc flew through the door and roared away.

The Great Roc cast a huge shadow on the ground, enveloping the stunned Lord Zheng and his entourage.

When the three sorcerers saw this roc, their faces had changed.

One of the sorcerers stammered, "This ...... This is the Roc Goldwing. ”

"What bird?" Master Zheng asked.

"The Dapeng Goldwinged Bird, this is an ancient divine bird."

"Ancient Divine Bird?" Although Lord Zheng was deeply shocked by the size of this Dapeng, he thought that since he wanted to teach Ankang a lesson, he would go on it even if he was hard-headed. Besides, these three sorcerers are also very human, can't they even deal with a bird?

"Three, what are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up? Master Zheng urged.

Three sorcerers holding blood-dripping magic weapons rearranged the circle.

With a "duh" sound, a sorcerer pointed his blood-dripping sword at the Dapeng Golden-winged Bird hovering in the air, and a red sword light shot towards the Dapeng.

The Roc used one of its wings to flick at random, and the red sword light deflected off and shot towards the ground.

I saw that the ground was dusty. Where the sword light passed, the earth was cut with a crack three feet long.

This sword light is really fierce!

However, although the sword light was fierce, it couldn't stop Dapeng from lightly fanning.

As soon as Dapeng retracted his wings, he saw a red fan twice as big as Dapeng fly into the air, slashing at Dapeng with a fierce momentum.

For a time, the wind was raging and the wind was surging. Heaven and earth change color, and the sun and moon are unpretentious.

Dapeng was caught off guard and was covered by the big fan dripping with blood.

In the process of falling from the sky, the blood fan became smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller.

Dapeng's body is completely gone.

"Hahaha. But that's it. The sorcerer stroked his beard and smiled.

"Sir, you are wonderful! Spells are outstanding! No wonder it is known as the first in the world. "Lord Zheng was very satisfied with the sorcerer's hand. Sure enough, I didn't look away.

"The first in the world? Hey, hey, hey. Someone even made a mockery.

Lord Zheng and the Blood Fan Sorcerer turned to look, and An Kang, who didn't know when he came out of that door, was smiling.

"Didn't you see that your Roc had turned to powder?" The blood-dripping fan magician's face was full of pride.

"I don't see it." An Kang pointed to his back: "However, if you talk about the first door in the world, I'm afraid it's that one." ”

Behind him, An Fu continued to demonstrate with two large fans held high.

"Hahaha." The Blood Fan Sorcerer laughed, "You dare to judge the first fan in the world." You must know that this fan is a divine weapon. but of old...... Ancient ...... Ancient ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly widened. His eyes were so wide, not at Ankang, but at his own fan.

For the fan that floated down from the sky did not fall into his hand, but as if it had been blown by a gust of wind, it quickly floated up to the sky.

The fan is getting bigger, bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger.

Finally, two wings stretched out from the fan, and with a "stab" sound, the fan was torn apart.

An ancient divine soldier was actually torn apart!

"My treasure fan! My treasure fan! The blood-dripping fan magician screamed, his body went limp, and he fell to his knees.

His fan stopped dripping blood, but his heart began to bleed.

"It turned out to be ...... Not dead? Master Zheng watched as the Dapeng Goldfinch soared in the air again. The body is very strong.

Master Zheng turned his head and looked at the third sorcerer.

Where did the third sorcerer need Lord Zheng's order at this time, I saw him gently shaking the blood-dripping wine venerable in his hand.

I don't know how much blood was in the wine venerable. As the sorcerer trembled, the blood in the wine venerable flowed downward.

The wine lord kept shaking, and the blood kept flowing.

The corners of Lord Zheng's mouth raised, this one is really a master - the blood dripping magic weapon of the first two can only drip blood, and the blood dripping magic weapon of this one is almost spurting blood.

Soon, someone will spurt blood. It's about to happen.

Master Zheng sat down in the chair placed behind him by his entourage and leaned back comfortably.

To appreciate a good play, it is natural to have a calm attitude.

only to see that the sorcerer threw the blood-dripping wine venerable in his hand into the air, and shouted, "Mom! Then he spread his feet and ran......

After a short time, the Blood Wine Venerable Wizard ran away without even a shadow.

Ran away? He actually ran away?

Everyone present was immediately petrified.

This dignified magician with superior mana actually escaped in the wilderness?

Soon, someone will spurt blood.

Master Zheng's prediction was very accurate, because he was sitting in a chair with his waist hooked, spurting blood constantly.