In the face of Zhang Qingye's questioning, Fang Kill also knew that he was at a loss, and he threatened Xiao Hulan completely for performance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He wanted to get the Templar's bounty so he could make it custom-made.

Fang Kill weighed the pros and cons, he knew that killing the whale and releasing it was also an irrelevant matter, so he said to Zhang Qingye: "You come over and put my nephew down, and I will spare the whale immediately." ”

Zhang Qingye couldn't wait to go up and bite that guy's flesh, but he knew that now was a critical moment, and it was very dangerous to fight wits with such a cunning old thing, and if he was not careful, he would be ruined.

So Zhang Qingye said to Fang Shu: "You throw your staff over, and I will send your nephew to you." ”

Magicians need a staff when casting spells, and if Fang Kill doesn't have a staff, then Zhang Qingye is confident that he won't lose to melee combat.

Fang Killing Evil smiled, and threw the staff at Zhang Qingye's feet very freely. Zhang Qingye picked up the staff, didn't have time to see if it was valuable, and then stuffed it into his trouser belt.

Since the other party had obeyed his request, Zhang Qingye couldn't admit it, so he dragged Fang Wei forward. Slowly, step by step, Chaofang killed and approached.

Fang killed **** chapped lips, and said with a wicked smile: "I heard that you are called a violent magician, how about a fight with me?

Fang Kill digested two bottles of the Twelve Star Strong Body Solution when he was young, and it took six years to digest the solution before and after. This also laid a solid foundation for his current melee Saint attack.

Therefore, Fang Kill was very confident in his body, and felt that even if his fist was not wrapped in divine power, this Zhang Qingye was not his opponent. After all, he was only seventeen years old, and his family background was very poor in the past, so it was impossible for him to come into contact with a good strengthening solution.

After Zhang Qingye threw Fang Wei at Fang Kill's feet, he pointed to the official road next to him and said, "Come on, let's fight in this flat place!

Fang Shu also put down the whale release, and after checking that his nephew was still breathing, he also followed Zhang Qingye to the official road. As soon as he heard that Zhang Qingye asked him to call Ye Dad, he also said defiantly: "Then you have to call me grandpa if you lose!" But what we said secretly doesn't count, do you dare to bet with me on the Magic Alliance platform?"

After saying that, Fang Kill took out his Magic Alliance membership card, and said to the spar screen above: "I, Fang Kill, will face off against Zhang Qingye today." When I lose, I recognize him as a wild father. If he loses, he'll call me a grandfather!"

At this time, Zhang Qingye's pocket shook, and then he found that it was his alliance deacon certificate that was shaking. After he took it out, he saw a line of words appear on the spar screen: "Deacon Zhang Qingye, Fang Kill will bet with you, do you accept it?"

Zhang Qingye also learned from Fang Kill, and said to the spar screen: "I agree!

'Beep' sounded twice, and the Magic Alliance officially approved the bet between the two people. This ridiculous bet also takes effect immediately!

Zhang Qingye secretly sighed that this magical world was so interesting, and even the bets were so rigorous. However, in this way, a lot of follow-up disputes have been avoided, and no one dares to play tricks with the Magic Alliance as the backing!

But now it's still the most important thing to fight!" Zhang Qingye snorted coldly, rushed over and punched him. And Fang Kill was too confident in his physical fitness, not only did he not dodge at all, but he also attacked Zhang Qingye's momentum.

There was a crisp sound of 'pop', and Zhang Qingye's fist hit Fang Kill's face. His remaining double shield exploded in response, and the guy's head was deflected, and two streams of blood suddenly spurted out of his nose.

And Fang Kill's fist also hit Zhang Qingye's face, Zhang Qingye suddenly felt that the Venus in front of him flashed, his throat was sweet, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Qingye was secretly frightened that this Fang Kill was really strong, and an empty-handed attack could have such great power, no wonder he was a character who became a mentor. In my heart, I was secretly glad that I stepped on the yin and yang steps of the sect just now, and unloaded part of the impact. But even so, he felt that his whole head was unconscious.

Fang Kill was beaten back a few steps, and he felt the bones in his neck be shaken to a 'click' sound. He wiped the blood on his face and shouted excitedly: "Come on, do you dare to fight with the second master and me again?"

Zhang Qingye spit out a few mouthfuls of bloody phlegm, and without saying a word, he raised his fist and rushed over. He can't wait to devour this guy alive! He wants to be the tiger in Xiao Hulan's name now, and he will bite at all costs!

The two of them punched each other again, and this time they all fell to the ground, after all, this kind of reckless attack is burning lives in the final analysis! But this is the most primitive and bloody way of fighting! It is the benchmark of the uncompromising hardcore between men!

Zhang Qingye twisted a few times and sat up reluctantly. He bared his teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and laughed and said, "How is it? Do you want to do it again?"

Fang Kill was beaten and his face was covered in blood, but he had seen how powerful Zhang Qingye was, and he knew that if he did it again, he might be killed. So he laughed darkly, and suddenly conjured a white holy power spear in his hand!

Magicians above ten stars can cast spells without a staff, but this magic cannot be separated from the body, and can only be used close to the hand.

This holy power spear is more than three meters long! Now Fang Kill can stab Zhang Qingye while sitting still. He sneered, lifted the spear and stabbed Zhang Qingye, this shot happened to hit Zhang Qingye's abdomen, Zhang Qingye's heart sank, he now has no strength to fight again. His head had been heavy, and he was already powerless to dodge it any longer.

At this critical moment, Zhang Qingye's eyes flashed with golden light, and the light refractor of the spring star suddenly appeared, and tightly protected Zhang Qingye in front of him.

Only a 'poof' sound was heard, and Chunxing's refractor was pierced. Chunxing suddenly opened her mouth and squirted a mouthful of blood, and then she urgently shouted to Zhang Qingye: "Run! He is a ten-star magician! It's not something you can deal with! Remember, live well!"

Zhang Qingye's heart sank, and he no longer knew what sadness was. He hated himself for not being able to stand on his own feet, and he was always protected by the Blue Flame Bear and the Spring Star.

Why! Why doesn't he have a magical affinity! Why doesn't his dantian react at all!

Is he, an outsider, unable to adapt to the world? He will always live under the wing of others? Will he never be able to protect his loved ones?

Zhang Qingye's spirit beast ring shook, and the blue flame bear that had been sleeping also jumped out. It rushed towards Fang Kill in a huff, and was about to beat up this unruly guy.

But Fang Kill's marksmanship was quite superb, he sat on the ground and shot the Blue Flame Bear in the ankle, and then raised his hand and stabbed the Blue Flame Bear in the stomach with another shot.

The Blue Flame Bear screamed, a stream of red fire erupting from his throat. It looked back at Zhang Qingye with affection, its eyes full of unwillingness and horror.

Zhang Qingye looked up to the sky and roared wildly, his body was already wrapped in monstrous flames, and he walked towards the proud Fang Kill step by step. Zhang Qingye was now free of sorrow or joy, his heart was completely immersed in the understanding of the fire element, and the fire element within fifty meters around him swirled and surged, quickly weaving a set of flame armor for him.

This armor is like the majesty of gods and demons descending into the world, and the huge shoulder guards are like the claws of two giant dragons, opening and closing back and forth with one grasp and one grip, and the high-profile stand on both sides of Zhang Qingye's shoulders. The cuirass was like a dragon's head, and under the puff of the flames, the dragon's head roared angrily, as if it wanted to tear everything in front of it.

The abdominal armor resembles the back of a giant dragon, with layers of flames superimposed to form a structure like dragon scales.

His legs and arms seemed to be in a cloud of fire, and he couldn't see the movement of his limbs at all. It has the effect of burning clouds. This armor as a whole is like an oriental dragon lurking in the clouds of fire, ready to rush out and destroy all enemies at any time!

This time, Zhang Qingye's fire magic perception has once again improved a lot in the despair of grief and indignation! In the past, he could only control the fire element within a radius of ten meters, but this time, he was able to control the fire element within fifty meters!

So his current flame armor is no longer an ornament, and it is no longer a thing to scare people. It's a real armor that can be defended!

As soon as Fang Kill saw Zhang Qingye's appearance, he was frightened and panicked, and then took the Holy Power Spear and stabbed indiscriminately. When the spear stabbed into the flame armor, suddenly under the burst of sparks, more than a dozen fire pythons appeared to wrap the spear and push the spear to the side. So that Zhang Qingye would not be stabbed by the spear.

Fang Kill was still unwilling, and continued to stab hard. But each of his attacks was defused by the armor flames, which was completely the concept of four or two thousand pounds.

This style is fundamentally the unloading style of the inner fist, which is Zhang Qingye's understanding of the fire of the Dan furnace. Today, this potential has finally been activated in the boundless grief and indignation.

Zhang Qingye walked to Fang Shu's side step by step, lifted his collar, and said calmly: "How is it! Do you think you can still live today?"

Fang Kill was so frightened that he had already peed his pants, and begged bitterly: "Wild Daddy spare me, how can there be a reason in the world for a father to kill his son?

Zhang Qingye laughed and pulled off Fang Shu's left arm. I saw a bloody arrow shoot out, killing Fang so painfully that he didn't even have the strength to call his father.

Zhang Qingye kicked his knee again in hatred, and this Fang Kill directly passed out in pain.

At the moment when Zhang Qingye wanted to kill, a big fat hand suddenly put on his shoulder. Zhang Qingye turned his head and saw that it was the fat hall master looking at him with a smile.