Chapter 267 (2/2)

Today, he was humiliated by others. He really didn't want to live.

It's just that it's unique and very secretive. Killing people in their own territory is easy to handle.

Ivy felt that there was something wrong with him. In his opinion, the killing intention of the other party was unnecessary. For those who offended themselves, the general practice of the second generation was to find someone to teach them a lesson, humiliate them, and vent their anger.

People often kill people. Even if this is the land of Dharma God, the anger is too strong.

At the same time, I'm not strong at the same time. In general, my mentality is very peaceful. I don't have such an untimely joke and mean look like today.

Very strange, this is not their own, or, by what influence.

He has a strong soul and a keen sense.

He felt the inexplicable power surging around him, which was very strong, and was rapidly increasing, which brought great improvement to people, but also left some hidden dangers.

He is calm and resolute in rejecting this temptation and closing these forces out of his body. Of course, it is impossible to completely isolate him, but he tries to ease himself so that he can completely control his emotions.

Whoa!

He took a long breath and ushered in the opposite fire fist.

The other side is also crisp and neat, which is quite boyish, so you can never make a noise when you move your hand.

This fire fist is quite delicate. It is not like the common goods. It is wrapped in a fire and then hammered into your chest.

Her hands are not small, of course, for girls.

Some orange fire like the same thread woven into gloves, quickly covered her white jade like palm, let her produce a inexplicable strange.

Careful identification shows that the space around the fist seems to be distorted. Of course, this is due to some visual deviation caused by high temperature. If the high temperature really burns the space, how can it be? I'm afraid it's the realm of God?At this time, his heart moved. Now the girl can't do it. How can we be sure that she can't do it in the future?

People always have dreams. What if they come true? The mage can't be like a salted fish.

The fist came to him, and the whole process was like an orange column of light. Death connected each other.

Just one thousandth of a breath, Ivy turned his head and his body deviated. Is a phase change displacement magic, faster than the chicken flying eggs, but does not have the ability of continuous displacement.

Sure enough, before the potential was exhausted, the fist turned into a hook, and ivy couldn't avoid it.

Bang!

Mars splashed everywhere. The female president's fist was not bad at all. She gave full play to its power and played it heartily.

Unfortunately, she couldn't be satisfied because it met the opponent's fist, a dead and silent fist with grey light.

The fist was like a cast of metal, full of power.

How handsome!

This is her first idea.

What a pain!

It was the first thought of her fist.

Ivy took back his golden fist and, with a flash, flashed back again. Of course, all their blinks are not real blinks, but they are short in distance and fast in speed, and there is no difference between them in sensory sense and real blink.

He didn't want to fight this kind of muddle headed battle, and he didn't want to let these girls bleed.

So the fight was stuck at a breakpoint in time.

Let the girl calm down with pain, let her calm down again with distance.

If he still can't calm down, he doesn't mind pressing the other party under his body and let her really calm down with his strength.

”Wait a minute. We may have some misunderstandings. Calm down and make things clear.”

Ivy was sincere this time.

The female president did not speak, looked at him viciously, as if looking for his flaw.

It's just that this guy, it seems, is not easy to be provoked. His standing position, his upright body, his outstretched arms, his strange fingerprints, his secret magic