"Whew!"

That spiral beam of light swept through the eight running black-clothed killers in an instant like a meteor, and fortunately their characteristic arrangement, otherwise the beam would not have been able to hit all of them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the light overhead, the light of the red and blue spiral beams was not very obvious, but it made the eight black-clothed killers who were lined up in a vertical formation and were running without even time to be stunned.

Because the black-clothed killer who was at the head of the fighting spirit stopped in disbelief, and a scorched hole on his forehead and brow was a mockery of his poor vitality.

The seven black-clothed killers in the back, because they didn't see the beam, were shot through their heads by the beam, and their posture was still in the process of running.

Then, like dominoes, the last killer threw down the brother in front of him and fell to the ground one after another.

"Huh! I really can't imagine that this group of stupid people will rush over in a vertical formation in a daze, am I an idiot? Of course I won't let go of such a good opportunity, it's really like acting, the star master is not as gorgeous as me in the mountains and bull fighting on the beach, right?" Seeing them fall to the ground, Fang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and then got up.

Although the process was very bloody, Fang Zhen felt that his luck was too good. Fang Zhen couldn't have imagined that this group of stupid killers would actually directly use a vertical formation sprint to approach him, if it weren't for the fact that his Scorching Cold Twin Eagles had the function of an extreme spiral beam, he was afraid that he would not have been chopped up a few pieces. Conservatively speaking, although he can shamelessly make a strategic shift (that is, escape), the young Arthur in the carriage is sad.

But it's also quite strange, from the beginning of the fight to now, I'm afraid it's not more than ten minutes, and the young Arthur hasn't moved at all, except for the sound of breathing.

Looking at Old Manny's side, it seemed that the fight was hot. Fang Zhen jumped off the roof of the carriage to see how young Arthur was doing.

"Is it over, Mr. Solomon?" came the young Arthur's somewhat weak voice, and he sat peacefully in the carriage, without even the slightest panic on his face, even uneasy.

"Yes, it's over on my side, old Manny should be soon!" Glancing at the young Arthur deeply, Fang Zhen said casually.

In such a "lively" situation, there was not even a trace of nervousness in his eyes, what had this child experienced? Fang Zhen was shocked in his heart.

Suddenly, a heart-rending scream came from outside the earthen wall, and the voice was heard from the tall and thin man who was the leader of the killers.

In a few moments, under the illumination of the roof of the carriage, which was still shining, old Manny appeared from the earthen wall with one hand, grasping the head of the tall and thin man with one hand.

At this time, the tall and thin man was bleeding from seven holes, and he was obviously dead.

"I can't see it, old Manny, the eighth-order phantom warrior can't carry it in your hands for more than a quarter of an hour. Fang Zhen said with a little meaning.

Fang Zhen judged from the coercion and aura of the tall thin man and the old man Manny, it was obvious that the old Manny was several times taller. So with the color of Old Manny's black fighting spirit, it is obviously the cultivation of the dark fighting spirit, and the slight restraint of the natural four-series fighting spirit, in terms of strength, Old Manny can definitely easily deal with the thin and tall man.

But he had to wait for Fang Zhen to deal with the eight black-clothed killers before he killed the tall and thin man belatedly, obviously testing Fang Zhen's strength.

But Fang Zhen was also very surprised, Old Manny was so relieved to hand over the young Arthur to Fang Zhen to protect, if it wasn't for Fang Zhen's extreme trust in his strength, it was that the young Arthur had items on him that could easily kill eight black-clothed killers.

"This guy is practicing the wind system fighting spirit, and the speed is very fast, it just took a little time to catch him. Old Manny jumped down with a groan, and threw the tall and thin man's body on the ground.

"Blow, just blow, if I believe it, I'll see hell!" Fang Zhen said disdainfully.

Fang Zhen knew that the night was the time when the dark elements in nature were the strongest, and Old Manny would not be able to catch a tall and thin man who was several times weaker than him in this situation?

At this moment the young Arthur stepped out and handed Old Manny a scroll with white lines.

From the slight elemental fluctuations rippling on the scroll lines, Fang Zhen knew that this was a scroll that had at least sealed the light magic of the seventh order or higher. No wonder old Manny was so relieved to let the young Arthur stay in the carriage, it turned out that he had no fear.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhen couldn't help but start bleeding in his heart after paying four precious magic coins for himself.

"Old Manny, as a mercenary, although I have the obligation to help you solve the problems that come to you, but I, a fourth-order magician, have helped you kill all the killers! I've paid a lot of belongings!" Fang Zhen began to complain.

"Oh, a lot of belongings, let me see, a third-order earthen wall scroll on all sides, a first-order illumination scroll, such a few belongings?" Old Manny muttered as he looked around.

"Wait! Illumination is a scroll, but the earthen wall I cast is not a scroll. Fang Zhen hurriedly said.

"Aren't you from a scroll? Are you still an earth magician?"

Where am I in the dual system of water and fire, am I in the sixth system, okay?" Fang Zhen said in his heart, but he was explaining: "Of course I am not an earth magician, and I don't use scrolls. Generally, the casting of the earth wall technique rises from the ground, and if you look at the foot of these earth walls, it is not at all!" Fang Zhen hurriedly went to the root of the earth wall and pointed to the flat ground and said.

The third-order earthen wall must be raised from the ground, so a lot of dirt will be squeezed out of the root of the earthen wall. Unless it is an Elemental Controller (i.e., a person who has full control of the Elemental Control), it is effortless to condense elemental magic, and it can be condensed in the air without the need to pass through the earth as a medium.

When Fang Zhen saw Old Manny's even more puzzled expression, he couldn't help but hurriedly took out the last few magic coins and explained: "This earthen wall was cast by me with magic props, you see, these magic coins are made by combining magic runes and material magic alchemy, and they can seal the material with magic elements as a medium. ”

Regardless of exposing his unique invention to Old Manny, Fang Zhen was rarely stingy for the share of his own reimbursement.

Although Fang Zhen had a little money for the time being, the magic coin material Demon Essence Silver was a rare magic metal on the Baimeng Continent, and each time it was made, it would take a lot of magic power and spiritual power. So Fang Zhen decided to fight for a chance to be reimbursed for his own interests.

However, Fang Zhen forgot that he had casually given Lena and Hai Yali a magic coin before, Fang Zhen at that time, how generous and decent!

"Oh, all right, Mr. Solomon, don't cry poor. I'll give you all this guy's money!"

Old Manny smiled and took off the space ring on the thin man's finger, and then saw the cyan light of the space ring flash, as if something had cracked, and the sound sounded in Fang Zhen's ears.

Before Fang Zhen could react, Old Manny had a small leather bag in his hand.

Old Manny didn't look at what was in the leather bag, and threw it directly to Fang Zhen.

As soon as Fang Zhen took it with his hand, the leather bag made a crisp sound of coins rubbing, obviously this cloth bag must be filled with coins.

"I'm really stingy, take the loot to fill in the write-off. Fang Zhen secretly wondered, gave Old Manny a blank look, and then opened the cloth bag.

As soon as he saw the coins in the cloth bag, Fang Zhen immediately became happy. Originally, Fang Zhen thought that it was full of gold and silver coins, but he didn't expect that there were twenty-three purple gold coins inside. That's the equivalent of 230,000 gold coins! For a civilian, he can't earn it in his lifetime. And this killer leader, the tall and thin man, is obviously a guy with plenty of oil and water.

On the Baimeng Continent, phantom warriors with eighth-order strength casually join a certain organization, and their salaries are very high. I'm afraid that these twenty-three purple gold coins are the savings of the tall and thin man for many years.

Fang Zhen hurriedly put away the cloth bag containing the purple gold coin, and then glanced at the loot in Old Manny's hand thoughtfully, the space ring of the tall and thin man.

Old Manny seemed to be using his spiritual power to count the items in the space ring at this time, and suddenly felt Fang Zhen's gaze, shook his head and smiled.

"Mr. Solomon, how can you say that I killed this guy, and it stands to reason that the loot should be mine, right?"

Fang Zhen was suddenly a little embarrassed, although his face was a little thick, but it was not yet that invincible realm. So he sneered: "This, hehe, then I'll go and search for my loot." ”

Perhaps when a person is poor, his thirst for money is greatly increased. Fang Zhen was unconscious, always thinking about how to make a lot of money, so that he could buy better equipment. Because Fang Zhen found many magic weapons and magic auxiliary items with very good functions in the magic prop shop inside the Magic Guild in Sayeru City, but the price was too expensive, and any one item cost thousands of gold coins, not to mention the magic guide. There are also those magic crystals that are necessary for cultivation, which are also expensive.

This made Fang Zhen, a poor man who had just set foot in the civilized society of the Baimeng Continent, except for Harazi flowing all over the place, what was left was the feeling of grievance with empty pockets.

When searching the bodies of more than a dozen black-clothed killers, Fang Zhen felt a little, and then made up his mind to go back to his old roots and rob the rich to help the poor! Of course, poverty refers to Fang Zhen himself.

After searching the corpses of more than a dozen black-clothed killers, Fang Zhen stood up, looked at the night sky, and shouted in his heart: "All the great tomb ruins of the Baimeng Continent, the palace manor, but wait for me to come!"

When Fang Zhen returned to the carriage, the four earthen walls were knocked down by Old Manny, and the pile of wood in front of the carriage was also cleaned up by Old Manny.

And the young Arthur got into the carriage very well-behaved.

"Oh, old Manny, these killers who come to play tricks are all poor ghosts, they don't have a single space ring, and all of them add up to more than a hundred gold coins, and they don't even have useful items, do you say that this killer guild is so inhumane to its subordinates? The treatment and benefits are too bad!" Fang Zhen calmed the long-eared horse, who was obviously a little frightened, and poured bitter water.

"Killers are outlaws, they are ready for death every day, and if they are confident in their own strength, they will not carry their possessions with them. However, you can take out more than a dozen killers of the eight-star level in such a short period of time, I have to say that you are really very good. Old Manny clapped his palms, straightened his outfit, and regained the demeanor of an old butler.

"Forget it, it's not in vain, at least you're old Manny kind, hehe!" Fang Zhen patted the back pocket of his waist in a good mood.

All of a sudden, his net worth skyrocketed by hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and Fang Zhen really felt like a nouveau riche. This old Manny didn't even want to stuff all of them to Fang Zhen, it seemed that he was so rich that he looked down on these hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

"Wait, Mr. Solomon!"

Just as Fang Zhen was about to turn around and go back to the carriage, Old Manny stopped him.

"Mr. Solomon's shoulder, it should be a shoulder pad, right?" Old Manny suddenly looked at Fang Zhen's left shoulder, the chief student's shoulder pad that was covered by the magic robe but showed its silhouette.