After many days of hard work and erection of piles, Yi Fan was already familiar with everything on the pile. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe swaying rhythm of the stake, he is even more handy. At this time, he stood firmly on the high pile, as if he was rooted in the pile. The wind can't blow down, and the rain can't blow down.

However, whether the training of such a method is effective, and whether it can really condense the fighting spirit. Yi Fan is still skeptical about this, because for now, he doesn't even feel a little vindictive.

There was another section where he was even more confused.

He wondered about the height of the pile, which was ten meters high, and seemed to be able to achieve the same effect at three meters above the ground in terms of balance, but why did Saab bother to build such a high stake?

This doubt had been hovering in Yi Fan's mind for several days, and he couldn't help but ask at this time.

"Old man, isn't the height of our stakes a little too high? ”

Because of the height of the station, Yi Fan had to spend a lot of effort to pass on the words.

He wasn't sure if Sabo could hear it in the distance, because the old guy seemed to be sleeping, and he roared as loudly as he could.

Sabo was sleeping soundly on a bare rock by the stream, facing the sun, covering his eyes with two young leaves, resting on the back of his head with one hand, and sliding down the stream with the other to play with the fish and shrimp.

When he heard Yi Fan's voice, the old guy opened a tender leaf with sleepy eyes, revealing one eye.

"Stinky boy, what are you screaming about, stirring people's dreams! Could it be that you have already condensed the battle ring?" Sabo had just woken up, but he didn't hear Yi Fan's shouting, and he thought that Yi Fan was there to condense the battle ring. He hurriedly said: "Look at it, how many days have it been, it's been almost a month to practice the battle ring, what do you say you have to be proud of?"

The reason why it fell was because Sabo was really dissatisfied with Yi Fan's fighting talent.

Sabo's rhetorical question made Yi Fan instantly dumbfounded. He didn't have a clue so far, and it was a shame to say it.

"Dead old man, it's definitely not that we have a problem with our talent, but that you have a problem with your teaching, otherwise how can it be ineffective at all. Yi Fan whispered to himself, but Sabo's ear power was excellent, and his words Sabo could still hear it clearly from afar.

"You kid still blame me?"

Yi Fan was taken aback and hurriedly changed his words. Now he was under the roof and had to bow his head.

Yi Fan actually had a ridiculous idea in his heart, he felt that he was supported so high like a bait, and Sabo was like a patient angler.

Yi Fan's idea was not wrong, and it was immediately confirmed.

The weather that had been sunny suddenly changed, the sky was full of clouds, and the brook on the ground was rippling.

"Old man, it's windy and rainy, go home and collect your clothes!"

Smelling the danger, Yi Fan shouted, turned around and was about to get off the pile.

Sabo pointed at Yi Fan from afar, green light flashed between his fingers, and a tender vine broke through the ground, soared up, and tied Yi Fan to the top of the stake.

Yi Fan was frightened, he didn't understand why the old man did this. But he could smell the danger getting closer, and he kept struggling.

"Old man, what are you doing!"

Yi Fan's anxiety, the old man ignored it, the old man stood up from the stream, he seemed to be able to see the distance through the dense branches and leaves.

The sky in the distance was not just a change of color, but a thunderbolt of lightning. There were no birds or beasts in the mountains, but as soon as the vision appeared, the haystacks and rock crevices trembled.

Rise!

A dragon's roar resounded in the sky within a radius of ten miles.

Yi Fan was cold.

"Dragons, there can't really be dragons, right?"

Dragons, powerful creatures that appear in legends. They are strong, hot-tempered, and penchant for money. They often appear as evil in the minstrels' tales, highlighting the hero's majesty with brutality.

No matter how the bards end up in the end, they will always pay a terrible price for humanity as the hero's worst enemy.

It is an indisputable fact that the dragon clan is strong.

"Old man, stop playing, let us go!"

At the thought of being discovered by the dragon, Yi Fan's cold hair stood on end, and he got goosebumps.

He struggled as he begged Sabo. He didn't think that Sabo was bad for him, Sabo saved him and brought him back from the dead. He would never believe that Sabo saved him so that he would die at the mouth of the dragon, because only a fool would make such a loss-making deal.

Sabomer sent a sixth-level magic, and its strength made it impossible for Yi Fan to get rid of it.

"Stinky boy, you stay honest, the old man takes care of you. Seeing that Yi Fan was arguing endlessly, Sabo couldn't help but scold.

At this time, the vision in the sky intensified, and the red-shrouded sky seemed to be the end of the world.

Yi Fan stared at Sabo, seeing that the old man still looked like he was in control of the overall situation, and then settled down.

With the certainty of immortality, Yi Fan's courage also increased, he no longer struggled, but enjoyed the 'apocalyptic' scenery.

The little fat man sighed at the way the other party appeared, it could make the mountains and rivers turbulent and the world change color.

"Dragons!"

The vision in the sky was still continuing, but Yi Fan inadvertently glanced at his eyebrows, only to find that there was a huge figure lurking in the mountains.

Its movements are very secretive, and its huge body has not only not become a burden to it, but has become a good protective camouflage for it. Sometimes it turned into a rock wall, sometimes it turned into a mountain bag, Yi Fan had already stared at it, but in a blink of an eye it disappeared again.

That's right, Yi Fan is sure it's a dragon, a dragon that is good at camouflage.

There was really a dragon, Yi Fan didn't dare to stay in such a high place anymore, he begged Sabo for mercy with a crying tone.

"Don't worry, I'm here for it!"

Hearing Sabo's words, Yi Fan was stunned.

This old man is going crazy, isn't he? He's a lot old, and he doesn't speak through his brain?

Feelings make Yi Fan climb so high every day, just to be bait?

"Master, do you want to slay the dragon?" Yi Fan smiled bitterly, this old man is crazy, he can't figure out that he wants to be killed by him.

"No, the old man just wants to take what I need from it. ”

"What do you need, you tell us, let's buy it for you, now you can let me down first......"

Although he couldn't see the dragon's whereabouts, Yi Fan was very sure that the cunning dragon was nearby.

"Shhhhhhhh ”

Expert!

Yi Fan's eyes widened, he obviously watched Sabo approach the little willow, but in a blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

"Don't look at it this way. Sabo's voice came from the direction of the little willow.

Although the small willow is full of branches and leaves, the body of the tree is only thick, and such a tree Sabo can hide?

Yi Fan wanted to be amazed, but the unknown dragon made him really uneasy.

Which direction will it pounce on? This is the question that Yi Fan wants to know most now.

"Brother Long, Uncle Long, you're just passing by, right......"

Yi Fan's back suddenly became desolate, and behind him, a pair of giant eyes several times larger than the gong appeared from the air!

The giant dragon appeared in the air, it seemed to be invisible, if it weren't for the murderous aura in those eyes, Yi Fan would never have been able to find it.

"Old man, help!"

"Oh no!" Sabo said secretly, he didn't notice the cunning dragon, which was much stronger than he had imagined.

The dragon wouldn't stop to give Sabo a chance, revealing his true form from stealth, opening his bloody jaws and biting down on the stake.

What a crisis! A life-and-death situation!

Bang Bang!

A little cold flashed, and a red tasseled spear with a blood-stained head was born!