Chapter 233 (1/2)
The man who came.
It's Zhao Fang!
Zhao Fang looked coldly at Xuanfeng with cold eyes. ”Are you the leader of these demons?”
Xuanfeng stared at Zhao Fang with dignity and said in a cold voice, ”who are you? With your ability, you should not be an unknown person in the North spirit realm!”
”You don't seem to understand the situation.”
Hearing the speech, Xuanfeng was stunned.
But when he heard Zhao's next sentence, his expression immediately became a little more solemn.
”You are not qualified to ask questions in front of me!”
”Die!”
Xuanfeng looks gloomy and murderous. He stares at Zhao Fang coldly.
”With you, you are not qualified!”
Zhao Fang opened his mouth indifferently and patted his palm forward. There was a roaring sound, which was no less powerful than the mysterious girl's ”Mount Tai”.
”Magic gun!”
Xuanfeng drank heavily. A magic gun several times higher than the previous one appeared in his palm, and then threw it out with great force to smash the palm with mountain potential.
This time, he tried his best and thought to himself that even if he could not strangle Zhao Fang and crush his palm, there would be no problem at all.
However.
The result was that he was a little stunned.
”Hold!”
The cold sound came, and the cold Su contained in the sound seemed to freeze the whole space.
Even the speed of the original sharp roaring magic gun has slowed down a lot.
The palm transformed by the spiritual power, grasped it and held it tightly in the palm.
The magic gun struggled desperately, but the palm was like an unbreakable chain, making it unable to move!
”This!”
Xuanfeng stared, a chill rushed into the sky.
”Magic gun? Interesting, but its strength is too weak! Gun, it should be used like this!”
The words have just fallen.
The magic gun held by the palm of Lingli suddenly rotates, and the palm tilts back slightly to make a throwing action.
Seeing this, Xuanfeng's eyelids jumped wildly, and a very dangerous feeling filled his heart.
In horror.
He didn't want to, so he stepped back.
Hiss!
The moment the magic gun crossed the sky, it took a harsh howl, turned into a black awn and suddenly disappeared!
Ah
The scream suddenly sounded.
Xuanfeng, who had retreated hundreds of feet, stumbled out with a pale face and looked at his chest in horror. It was like a blood hole like the mouth of a bowl!
A feeling of weakness pervaded his mind.
”How do you feel about being hurt by your magic gun?”
Zhao Fang asked expressionless.
Xuanfeng tightly pursed his lips. Beads of sweat, big as beans, hit the ground from his forehead, but he didn't dare to move. He didn't dare to move, but there was a cold killing intention that locked him!
He can be sure.
Once he dares to react, he is bound to suffer a thunderous attack from the other side.
If he hasn't been hurt yet, he can barely fight.
But now, he is seriously injured. If he moves again, he will die!
”Are you not the demon leader?”
Zhao Fang frowns at Xuanfeng.
Xuanfeng's strength is among the best in the same martial arts.
But after a fight, Zhao Fang noticed that the demon leader should not be so weak.