After a moment of soul shattering, the leader of the big man realized that it was just a false alarm.

I was so nervous about running just now.

No, even now, I'm still nervous!

How many years have it been since he fled so fearlessly? The leader of the big man was a little vague in his heart, and he couldn't even remember whether there had been such a time of loss of courage in the past.

The camera shifted to Fang Tian's side.

Watching the group of big men rushing out like they were desperate, Fang Tian only felt funny.

Sure enough, there was a saying in the previous life that the unknown is the most terrifying.

A small lake, if it is really crystal clear, then even if it is three or four meters deep, even people who don't know how to water will definitely have the courage to go down and go down. But if the water in this small lake is pitch black, and even glows with other strange colors, then, until the bottom of the lake is known, no one will dare to go down casually, except for the brain-dead.

And now, obviously, his "magic potion pill", or his own identity as a "potion master", has played an "unknown" in the hearts of this group of big men.

The next moment, Fang Tian's footsteps moved slightly, and he slightly changed the direction in which he was standing.

The real person who said the word came out.

The previous group of big men can only be said to be "salesmen", who came out to run business, and now, manager-level figures have made a grand debut!

In the southeast direction, in addition to dozens of big men flocking in, the two magicians who were the finalists also came together, one of them was level six, and the other was level eight.

After meeting the leader and talking in a low voice, the eighth-level old magician raised his voice towards Fang Tian's side, "Friend." This matter is not right on our side, and the people below are not sensible. Offended Your Excellency. It's a little misunderstanding, why don't you let it go?"

Eighth-level magician.

When I watched them play with the caravan before. Fang Tian sighed, Nima, you are an eighth-level magician, eighth-level yes! Why don't you have to run out and be a good man?

You must know that the original Sharjah was only level nine.

Who is Sharjah? A disciple of the city commander of the city directly under the empire! Not to mention that his master later advanced to the Holy Realm or something, even if there is no later incident, this brother Tai can meet the boss of the empire after his teacher. ――What level of affairs is this?

Look at the old magician in front of him, who is only one level lower than the ninth level, doing this profession.

it. Aren't you ashamed? Aren't you afraid of discrediting the entire group of magicians? Aren't you afraid that any high-level magician passing by will see you unpleasantly and purify you casually? Even if you are old, your potential is exhausted, and there is no room for promotion in front of you, just find a unit to attach to, and you will be stronger than now, right?

Do you think it's a cabbage yourself?

To be honest, Fang Tian was really a little confused. And this example also made Fang Tian very interested, since he himself bumped into it. Of course, it is impossible to let it go casually, and it is good to understand and study it easily.

So the next moment, Fang Tian also raised his voice and said, "If you have something to say, you come over first." ”

Of course the old magician won't come.

Fools have passed!

For this guy who came out of nowhere for some reason, the old magician was still very stunned.

Don't look at the calmness when you appear. It was a must-play. - If something happens to his subordinates, if he doesn't even have his head, then don't mess around. Unless the subordinates want to leave, it is in this thousands of miles. Don't want to see people again.

But now, it's really like this damn guy said. In the past, it is very likely that it has been overturned inexplicably, isn't that looking for his own death? He hasn't lived long enough.

He hadn't dealt with a potions master before, so he really didn't know the details.

Then the old magician raised his voice again in a good-natured voice: "Friend, you and I are both people of status, and we have to do a little thing, no matter which of you and I have any injuries, it is not worth it." ”

This is also true, and it is not a sign of weakness, so the old magician said it in front of his subordinates, and it was not a loss of face. -- In any case, it will never be bad to be old. Whether it is Fang Tian's previous life or this world.

But of course Fang Tian wouldn't just leave it at that.

Therefore, he still said: "If you have something to say, you come first." ”

The old magician really came over this time, he walked in front, and the sixth-level magician followed, no, slowly.

That's it, but it's not going to work.

All the men are watching!

This is also one of the helpless things when the boss is the boss, sometimes he is put on the beam, and he has to play hard.

Fang Tian stood still with a smile, watching the old magician "come over" slowly, cautiously, walking on thin ice.

The elemental sensing range of an eighth-level magician is forty miles, that is, twenty thousand meters, and the elemental control range is one hundredth of it, that is, two hundred meters. This is the case of an eighth-level mage who has just been promoted, and it is considered the lowest boundary. After the realm is stabilized, it is normal to double this number jù.

But the old magician in front of him is really a bit miserable. Probably because of the relationship of aging, the spiritual power is much worse than before, and at the eighth level, its ability to sense and manipulate the elements not only failed to rise, but also decreased a lot.

If you purely use the number jù, this can only be said to be a "seventh-level and a half-level magician" now, and if he really wants to fight, he may not be able to do it as a right-level seventh-level magician.

However, the sixth-level magician is still not an opponent, and the gap in hard power or real level is still a little bigger.

Under Fang Tian's gaze, and also under the gaze of a group of martial artists, the two magicians took one step, two steps, and three steps......

Perhaps in order to prevent being served by a pot, the six magicians in the back walked more slowly, from the two at the same time to about a hundred meters behind. The eighth-level magician who was the leader stopped at a distance of about one hundred and fifty meters from Fang Tian.

After stopping, the old magician did not move for a moment.

The atmosphere in the field gradually began to be solemn. - Everyone knows that the show is about to take place.

The old magician came here obviously not to "have something to say".

The old magician didn't make any more noise. There was no swing or anything like that, the next moment. Directly, a large fireball the size of an adult hugging appeared out of thin air about a few dozen meters above Fang Tian and the old magician. Little by little, it became solidified, and in the process of condensation, with a condescending momentum, it quickly smashed towards Fang Tian's side.

When it was about to enter about ten meters around Fang Tian's body, the power of the fireball reached its maximum, and then the next moment, the speed suddenly increased by about four or five times, and it was the old magician who used his greatest strength to "launch" or throw out this fireball.

A contest between two magicians. There won't be so many tricks.

Generally speaking, it is a matter of victory or defeat.

And after a single touch, the winner can pursue indefinitely, and the loser will either escape or be destroyed. However, fighting and escaping are two different things, the test of fighting is a comprehensive attack and defense, and escaping only depends on the ability to sense and manipulate the wind element, and it is not excluded that there are three or four level small magic apprentices who can successfully escape from the hands of seven or eight level magicians.

Of course. is still the same thing, the hard power of the two sides can't be too big, it's too big, don't have to play.

After the fireball is thrown out. The eyes of the two magicians widened, and so did the big men from far and near around them, anxiously waiting for the result.

Didn't keep them waiting too long. Just for a second, right. Just a second, that's the time it takes for your eyes to blink. The fireball burst into Fang Tian's body by two meters, and when the old magician and the others just thought that this guy was just an empty shelf and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, suddenly, everyone, this time was really staring!

It was a look of utter shock.

Whether it was those big men or the two magicians, the expressions on their faces were almost exactly the same at this time. If there was a difference, it was that the eighth-level magician who did it looked the most frightened.

Why do they have such expressions?

Because the fireball that was about to work suddenly disappeared, gone.

Many of the big men, even the sixth-level magician in the back, even swept their eyes to the left and right and up and down very funny, thinking that the fireball was "bounced" by this one, but the truth was that it was not bounced off, let alone scattered, but directly as they had seen a moment ago, silently dissipating.

At this time, if a certain tube named Sharjah is here, he will definitely remember an anecdote that his teacher told him. And if there were other disciples of the Sacred Realm here, they would probably know how terrifying that "Potions Master" would actually be!

It's a pity that there is no Sharjah here, and there are no other disciples of the Sacred Realm.

But even so, they will still come to the conclusion that "this man is terrible". Well, at this moment, the faces of everyone present, regardless of distance or proximity, turned pale, especially the eighth-level old magician.

At this time, Fang Tian said for the third time: "If you have something to say, you come over first." ”

It's just that after saying it this time, he added a small sentence at the end: "The weather is so good, why bother fighting and killing? You were right just now, there is really no need to do anything about a trivial matter." It doesn't matter who you or I have an injury, it's not worth it. ”

If Fang Tian said this before the fight, then the old magician would definitely feel pleased.

But by this time, he had already done it.

Got your hands on it......

It's over......

Hand up......

Finish......

......

At this time, after listening to these incomparably gentle and peaceful words, the old magician felt infinitely frightened, and the person in front of him was like the devil incarnate. - God, the gods are above, what did he call me to do?

In an instant, countless terrifying thoughts flashed through his mind, and the old magician was about to faint. It's a pity that although his age is old, his body is still a good one, if no one helps him, he can't faint, at the moment, he can only squeeze out a smile and say: "Your Excellency......"

Fang Tian shook his head in his heart.

This person really doesn't know how he cultivated to the eighth level, if his teacher is still alive, he will definitely slap him to death when he sees him like this!

"I came from afar, and I heard that it coincided with the biennial gathering of the Holy Lake, and I wanted to go there to see the excitement, but I lacked a few people to be guides. Fang Tian said.

"Your Excellency, please command!"

The old magician breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it was good to be able to speak. He was afraid that the person in front of him would kill him without saying a word, or impose some other terror on him.

After saying this, he didn't feel that it was enough, and the old magician hurriedly added: "Your Excellency, but if you need it, please give instructions to all the manpower." Not only did he say respectfully, but he also bowed deeply.

This is the turning off.

Maybe a single gift can save a catastrophe.

Fang Tian nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand, you, you, you, you, you five, follow me, and said to the old magician: "As for you, in half a month, you will go to the holy lake to find me." Remember, half a month! It's best not to run blindly during this period, otherwise you ......."

Fang Tian smiled slightly, and sacrificed the four-character mantra of the previous life: "Bear the consequences!"

Seeing that this person had clicked five people in a row, but he didn't click on himself, the old magician who had just escaped the catastrophe, heard the words behind him, and for a while, he really had a dead heart, and he wanted to kick the guy who was still lying half-dead at the feet of that person directly.

Pit daddy, it's okay for you to mess with someone!

It's okay to mess with it, can you have some eyes?

Secretly hated in his heart, at this moment, the old magician could only force a smile and said: "Yes, yes, Your Excellency commands, you must obey the order!"

The sixth-level magician and the other four martial arts masters who were ordered by Fang Tian, including the big man who was the leader, all cried with sad faces at this time, and greeted the "Old Thirteen" and their elders very cordially in their hearts I don't know how many times, but they didn't dare to delay at all, and they all trotted to Fang Tian's side.

"What do you guys call each of you? Fang Tian said to the five people.

A magician, four warriors, one bowed, and four people clasped their fists, and they respectfully reported their names to this terrifying and abnormal Great Demon King from front to back.

After hearing this, the great demon king waved his hand directly and said, "What a messy name, it's not easy to hear, and it's not easy to remember." In this way, during the time with me, you will be called Adong, you will be called Axi, you will be called Anan, and you will be called Abei. ”

Fang Tian pointed to the four big men and said separately, and then said to the sixth-level magician, "As for you, just call it Ah Zhong." ”

How dare the few people who were forcibly renamed F2 have any dissenting intentions? They didn't even dare to show the slightest reluctance or anything, and they all nodded their heads again and again.

There were no other words, and then Fang Tian directly waved his hand and left with a few people.

Seeing that this extremely terrifying person had left, the big men scattered around all gathered towards the eighth-level magician, but for a while, they didn't dare to make any sound, only a few big men hugged in front of the "old thirteen" who was still fainting to the ground, and slapped his face, and shook his body or something.

It's been a long time, almost a magical hour.

Estimating that the man should be completely gone, a big man said to the old magician, "My lord, what should I do next?"

But he was still afraid of being heard, so his voice was very low. (To be continued......)

PS: The chapter name of this chapter is taken from a very famous Song poem, which must be familiar to everyone. Well, by the way, let's record it here, and if you are bored, you can practice your recitation skills. ：）

Yulin Ling-Liu Yong

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, and even more so can be snubbed in the Qingqiu Festival! Where is the wine awake tonight? This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?