Unaffected, Buli grabbed Billon Eisenhower's other ear and tore it off.

"I'm asking you, where is the library?" asked Bu Li, who didn't see who was coming, but just looked down at Billon Eisenhower.

"Presumptuous!" The cold ice magic elements were converging, but they had just begun, and there was no more. Da Hei didn't know when Lu Dao appeared behind that person, holding a big black stick in his hand, and smashed it directly on the back of the man's head.

This time, Da Hei used some strength, and according to the strength of the person's figure, he directly pulled the person away and landed beside Bu Li.

"You're despicable, you're sneaking up on me. Is this provoking me?" kicked Billon Eisenhower away with one kick, although he controlled his strength, Billon Eisenhower's ribs were broken by an unknown number of ribs, and the entire rib cage was deflated instead of swelling.

Bu Li came to the ice mage who was about to sneak attack him just now, and glanced at the corner of his clothes, the second-level magician? No matter who it is, I just want to ask for a way, why is it so difficult?

"What's your name?" Bu Li's voice was even colder, even colder than the ice-type magic elements that had just been condensed by the second-level magician.

All kinds of negative effects on the big black stick of the big black fell on the body of the second-level magician, not only the concussion that Bu Li imagined, but also countless other negative effects. The mage's resistance to negative states is not very strong, and the number of negative effects on the big black stick of Daikoku is outrageous. In such a short period of time. The second-level magician was still in a dizziness, where could he hear what Bu Li was asking.

"Smack~~~" step away and squatted down. A slap on the face of the second-level magician asked, "Where is the library of Orlando Barrell School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"Smack~~~" The slap sounded again. "Where's the library at Orlando Barrel's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

......

Everyone was in a trance, tearing off the ears of a ninth-level great magician and turning a second-level magician into a dead dog, not for any huge benefit, but just asking for directions?

But the magician from the countryside didn't ask anything else, only to ask where the library of Orlando's Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was. If there is no answer, it is a slap in the face, and then another question. Looking at this momentum, it doesn't take a few clicks. The second-level magician will be slapped to death.

"...... over there," the girl behind Buli whispered, pointing in a direction to show Buli the way.

"Thank you. Bu Li's palm was just about to fall on the face of the second-level magician, and when he heard the girl's voice, he looked back and said seriously.

"No...... You are welcome. The speed of the change in Bu Li's face was completely beyond the girl's psychological capacity. In her heart, Buli should be as fierce as a vicious god, but when Buli turned his head. The moment she looked at her smile, the girl suddenly found that the gentleness and beauty of the smile when she stepped away had a sense of intimacy.

Buli stood up from the body of the second-level magician. He clapped his hands and said, "Da Hei, let's go." ”

It's as if nothing happened. Buli was ready to go. Lying on the ground was a ninth-level magician whose ears had been torn off, and a second-level mage whose face was swollen like a pig's head.

He's really asking for directions...... Everyone knew that Buli was really asking for directions. Instead of trying to take advantage of the opportunity to provoke. What do you say...... To ask for directions, to offend a second-level magician, the person who had this idea felt stupid in an instant. Teacher Slinka, a second-level magician, can't even beat the pet of that ninth-level great magician from the countryside. Can people still be afraid of offending second-level magicians?

Maybe it's a prince and nobleman of a family, if you look at the clothes they wear, they are all so chic.

"Wait a minute. Bu Li had just taken a few steps out of the road when he heard a person next to him talking to him. It's really troublesome, master, I didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone, walking here, a girl fell from the sky, can you catch it? And then there are so many troublesome things, every day, how can you be the same as Conan, where do you go to a dead person? Bu Li was a little irritable in his heart, and thought fiercely in his heart, could it be that he didn't kill people ruthlessly today? Maybe kill one or two magicians, and the world will be quiet.

However, with the pass given to him by Karl Mian in his arms, if he kills the magician, he will still be in the Orlando Barrell School of Magic and Wizardry, I am afraid that Karl Mianxia's face will not look good, and he will not be able to speak when they meet in the future.

Buli's reaction was a little sluggish, and he was thinking about whether to kill someone, and in the eyes of others, Buli became a person who wanted to leave when he caused trouble, but was caught by someone. Richer Eisenhower, a ninth-level magician, looks good this time with that magician from the countryside. Everyone thought so, and the girl who showed the way was about to cry. I regretted in my heart, if only I had shown Buli the way earlier, at least Buli would not have been caught at the scene.

"Are you calling me?" asked Buli with a tilted head. This sentence is basically a nonsense, who else can you call except for Buli.

"I'm Richer Eisenhower, a fire magic teacher at Barrel's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Orlando, and you're beating up teachers on campus, and you're disrespectful, either, you and I go back to be punished by the school rules, or we're fighting to the death. "Richer Ausenhower had already seen the sign of the ninth-level great magician on the corner of his clothes, and despised Lang Ou in his heart, a second-level magician actually let a ninth-level great magician beat him like this, and the face of the entire Orlando Barrell School of Witchcraft and Wizardry made Lang Ou lose his face.

"Fight...... Let's duel, hurry, I'm going to the library. "It's indispensable, since you've decided not to kill, it's just a matter of giving him a beating.

"Rampant!" Ricky D. Eisenhower rebuked when he saw that he was acting frivolously and had not even looked at his magic level to come down to the duel.

After speaking, Richer Eisenhower took out a piece of paper from his arms, his fingers fell, and a fiery red aura of magical elements gently brushed the paper, and rows of words appeared on the paper in order.

"If it's a duel, sign it, life or death. Richer Eisenhower said: "I suggest you see it first. ”

"Nothing to look at. Bu Li just glanced at it, and saw that there were no hidden terms, it was extremely simple, so he wrote his name on the paper.

Dewey Stepaway Eisenhower ...... It's a long name, and it's really troublesome to write, so when Buli finished writing it, he threw the piece of paper back again. A thin piece of paper was thrown around by the two of them, and through the aura of the magic element, it was like an invisible big hand grasping the paper out of thin air, and it fell from one hand to the other with great stability.

Ricky Eisenhower saw Bu Li's signature, snorted coldly, and said: "The Eisenhower family's side branch, the ninth-level great magician, today I will tell you, what is the real bloodline of the Eisenhower family." ”

"You talk a lot of nonsense, when will it start?" asked Buli.

"Let's start!" Ricky Eisenhower finished speaking, and the aura of magic elements began to surge between his fingers, and in an instant, three flame magic shields appeared around him, layer upon layer, as if a fire was burning around Richie Eisenhower.

The instantaneous magic shield was cast so quickly and at such a high level that Richard Eisenhower could be sure that even a first-level magus would not be able to break his three-sided flame magic shield in an instant. But the moment the flame magic shield appeared, a figure passed through the flame magic shield. The fire-type magic element, which was supposed to be violent, was like a well-behaved and docile child, automatically dodging a way for that figure.

Originally, he could have stepped away a little faster, and rushed over before Ricky Eisenhower laid out the instantaneous flame magic shield, but as soon as he felt the breath of the flames, his heart moved, and he remembered what Uncle Hao said to himself in the sea of knowledge, and all fire-based attacks were immune. If that's the case, you might as well give it a try.

Sure enough, as expected, the fire magic element in the fire magic shield cast by Richer Eisenhower automatically dodged a way for himself, and there was no damage at all. Like a predatory cheetah, he rushed directly in front of Richer Eisenhower and punched Richer Eisenhower in the shoulder.

This punch, Bu Li used half of his strength, although he didn't use all his strength, but Bu Li had already had a little understanding of the weak physique of the magician on the magic continent, and he didn't want to kill Richie Eisenhower directly, but hit him on the left shoulder.

There was a crisp "click", and before the sound could be heard, Bu Li only felt the bone in Rieger Eisenhower's body break, so he bent his elbow extremely quickly and hit Richer Eisenhower's chest with the tip of his right elbow.

Raise your knees and knock Richer Eisenhower straight out of the air.

This battle is over. Broken shoulder blades, broken sternum, multiple rib fractures on both sides, pelvic fractures, and the diagnosis of Rieger Eisenhower was immediately given in mind.

"Just now you said you want me to know what is the blood of the Eisenhower family?" Bu Li walked a few steps, came to Richer Eisenhower's side, looked down at Richer Eisenhower, and said slowly.

"You wouldn't be so weak to represent the Eisenhower family. Buli continued to turn on taunt mode. If it weren't for the Eisenhower family, Buli wouldn't have said so much nonsense, but thinking of the so-called heir in line to the throne who went to Night Town, Buli always had to have an explanation with Little Tom, if he could help Little Tom solve the matter, it would be good, and it wouldn't be a waste of much time anyway. (To be continued......)