Suddenly, a man with burning hair and flames suddenly appeared in the dust tornado, ignoring the storm and sand blowing violently, and stretched out his hand to Dai Yue, who was wrapped in purple-black flames, only to see that the unthinkable happened, the fist gloves on the man's hand suddenly shot out a soft red line of fire, and when the line of fire touched the purple-black flame, the purple-black flames suddenly surged towards the fist glove on the man's hand along the line of fire, and all the purple-black flames dissipated in an instant.

When the man with the flame burning in his hair appeared, the bullseye trembled - unlike the previous tremor to confuse Dai Yue, this time he was really afraid, afraid of the man in front of him! It was the fear from the soul! It was like a small snake rushing into his chest, tearing countless cracks in his heart!

A hand suddenly pressed on the shoulder of the bullseye, and I saw a guy with a devil-like mask quickly pull out the tiger claw that Dai Yue pierced on the bullseye's body, and then a palm was imprinted on Dai Yue's chest, and Dai Yue, who had not yet reacted, instantly flew out upside down in a burst of air explosion and fell to the ground.

After the masked man shot Dai Yue away, he used a strange grappling technique, one hand clasped a pair of wrists of the bullseye, and the other hand pressed on the shoulder of the bullseye like a mountain, making him feel extremely difficult to even breathe, it was unimaginable that someone could have such strength.

That short process was only a few seconds for others, but it was like centuries for Dai Yue and Bullseye. The palm that the masked man imprinted on Dai Yue's chest seemed to contain infinite power, and the ground under his feet actually surged with it, and a series of screams sounded in the air. As for the bullseye, it was even more uncomfortable, the arm on his shoulder was like a cast of copper and iron, and no matter how much he used magic impact, it didn't move.

After a while, only a burst of applause was heard, Dai Yue, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and the bullseye who couldn't move glared in the direction where the applause came at the same time, only to see a young man who looked sixteen or seventeen years old walking, the height of 1.65 meters was not tall among his peers, but the whole person looked gentle and elegant.

"The battle between the two of them was really exciting, and I admired it very much. The person who came was Lian Chufeng, and behind him came the two sisters Nangong Yun and Nangong Lu.

"You're a magician, how could you sign a contract with this guy who uses fire?!" Bullseye stared at Giotto blankly for a moment, and then roared angrily, he had been very indifferent to have such an angry gaffe, which made Dai Yue a little stunned.

It's not so much anger as fear, though.

Lian Chu Feng bowed slightly, showing the good cultivation of a nobleman, and then said: "Under Xia is a great Warcraft hunter, a top magician, and a forgotten war king." You can also call me Mr. War King. Lian Chufeng turned his head slightly and said to the man with burning hair, Giotto Penglie, "Mr. First Generation, you seem to have a deep relationship with this Mr. Bullseye. ”

Giotto's gaze glanced at the bullseye slightly, and then he said, "Indeed, he was once given by me the guardian weapon of the Pengley family, 'Fire in the Distant Wasteland', and in exchange, he promised me some conditions. Of course, he did not keep his promise. However, that was before I became the Emperor of Hades, so let it pass now. ”

When Bullseye heard this, he immediately showed an expression of disbelief, looked at Giotto, and saw that his expression was still flat, and after a while, he sighed and said, "Thank you to the first generation of adults for ignoring the past suspicions." ”

In fact, it had only been about ten years since Giotto transformed into the Ghost Clan's Hades Emperor, and before that, he had been fighting in all directions as the first leader of the Demon Empire's largest killer organization, Penglie. Bullseye was just a little kid under the age of eighteen at the time. It was during a mission to eradicate a target, and he was seriously wounded, which Giotto remembers vividly