I've been hungry for a day, can I still have a good meal?

Su Ze complained in his heart and looked up.

The night is too dark.

In addition, the distance is far, so he can only see the outline of a motorcycle and the figures on it.

Firewood ignited.

Su Ze turned the Red Flame Sword and continued to roast the iron-haired wild boar meat.

Ding Yiming jumped off the motorcycle and walked towards the fire.

He needs to inquire about Su Ze's news.

Even so, your identity may be exposed...it is not hesitating!

For the great cause of the God Church, sacrifice and shed blood are the pursuit of all the "Black Lotus Society" believers.

So the brains of the "Black Lotus Society" believers are not very normal...

After joining, brainwashing every day, can it be normal?

He walked forward with a firm pace.

Soon, the fire approached.

He is a fourth-grade warrior with excellent eyesight. He was nearly fifteen meters apart and could see clearly the face of the young man who was shining with fire.

Very young.

Very handsome.

It looks very energetic...and a little familiar.

"Su Ze?"

Ding Yiming was shocked, hey, this... was found?

"Do you know me?"

Su Ze raised his eyebrows and looked up at Ding Yiming.

"Haha, I really searched for it without any effort... Su Ze, it seems that God wants you to die too." Ding Yiming laughed loudly, pulled out the alloy sword with a clang, pointed the tip of the sword at Su Ze, and said indifferently: "Remember, the one who killed you is Ding Yi...what?"

Before Ding Yiming finished his words, he saw the young man sitting cross-legged in front of the fire suddenly raised his hand and pointed at him gently.

Hurry!

A ball of flame suddenly appeared in the night sky.

The flame seemed to have life, and instantly condensed into a five-inch-long fire sword, pierced through the night sky with a thunderous sound and shot towards him!

Ding Yiming had no time to react.

He subconsciously waved his sword to slash at the fire sword.

Bang!

The fire sword was shattered.

But the bursting fire instantly fell on Ding Yiming's body, face, and arms.

Ding Yiming felt pain and rolled on the spot, trying to extinguish the fire on his body... But as soon as he turned over, he saw another fire sword attacking and shot it on his chest with a bang.

A burnt smell came with a heart-wrenching burning sensation. Ding Yiming, who was half kneeling on the ground, looked at his chest with difficulty, his eyes full of disbelief and regret... His chest was shot through by the fire sword, and he even saw his broken heart and the intestines roasted by the scorching temperature...

"You...you..."

Ding Yiming pointed at Su Ze, used the last power of his life to spit out two words, and then fell to the ground, losing his breath.

"Huh~~~"

Su Ze let out a breath, patted his chest and looked scared: "I'm scared to death... I'm so sick, are you? You're sending someone to fuck me in the middle of the night??"

He stepped forward and kicked the corpse, and confirmed that he was dead and could not die anymore. He completely relaxed his vigilance and whispered: "It seems that the training of Fire Sword and Fire Control Technique cannot be relaxed... If I practice these two magics to the point of being free, then I don't need to use a second move to kill such a person. He slashed my Fire Sword with his sword? Go dreaming... I will directly control Fire Sword and turn it around and shoot his head!"

Fire sword technique and fire control technique seem similar, but in fact it is not.

As long as you can use your own magic power to condense a "fire sword" and then control it to shoot it out, then the fire sword technique will become... As for the power of the fire sword technique, the length and size of the fire sword, it is related to your own cultivation and proficiency in the mastery of "fire sword technique".

The low-level spell of "Fire Control" is regarded as the "basic" of all fire-based spells.

If you want to make the "fire-type magic" you cast change as you wish, you must master the "fire control technique".

"By the way!"

"What did this guy just say he was called... Ding Yi?"

"The cultivation level is not weak, and the internal energy and true qi seem to be stronger than Liu Guodong, but why do I feel that his qi and blood are weak, and his aura is worse than that of Lao Liu?"

Su Ze muttered to himself.

He glanced at the Red Flame Sword in his hand... In a hurry, the flesh that was picked on the sword fell to the ground, which made Su Ze even more depressed. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn Black Lotus Club, I'm not finished with you!"

"That's right, the group of black lotus clubs should be killed!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Su Ze was shocked, but saw a middle-aged man in a worn-out clothes standing behind him, subconsciously shooting out a fire sword technique.

The man looked calm and grabbed the fire sword technique lightly.

Then……

Swish.

My fingers and burning smoke came out.

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically and he threw the fire sword aside. With a bang, the trunk of a big tree was burst by the fire sword, the branches trembled, and the leaves fell one after another.

"How is it possible..."

The middle-aged man looked incredible, and he stared at his palm.

The palms and fingers were burned.

"You...what super skill are you?"

The middle-aged man looked at Su Ze and couldn't help but say, "I am the fire-type super awakened person at the peak of level B. The fire-type energy in your body is at most D. Can you actually hurt me?"

Fire-type superpowers, there is no fear of flames.

What's more, hierarchical suppression?

This is also the reason why a middle-aged man would take Su Ze's "fire sword technique" with his bare hands... But he didn't know that Su Ze was not a "fire-type super awakened person", but an immortal cultivator. His fire sword technique was not a "fire-type super-type super-type super-type" super-type magic, but a spell... This is because the strength gap is too big, otherwise the fire sword technique just now would be enough to burn him up.

The middle-aged man was surprised.

Su Ze was even more surprised.

He stared at the middle-aged man's face for a few seconds and said in surprise: "Are you... Principal Ning?"

"oh?"

The middle-aged man looked at Su Ze and asked in confusion: "Do you know me?"

"Of course I know you, I am also a second... I used to be a student of No. 2 Middle School."

This middle-aged man is Ning Dongze, the principal of Ningcheng No. 2 Middle School!

He spent several months in the wilderness area, looking for an opportunity to advance to the "A-level", but suddenly he remembered... This class of senior high school students are about to take the college entrance examination, so he temporarily wanted to go back to Ningcheng. Unexpectedly, on the way back to the city, he sensed the battle just now, so he ran over, which led to the current scene.

When Ning Dong heard Su Ze say that he was a student of No. 2 Middle School, he didn't care about the scalding on his hand. He stepped forward a few steps, looked at Su Ze, and said in surprise: "Which class are you? Why don't I have any impression of you? When did our Ningcheng No. 2 Middle School produce such a genius?"

"Principal Ning, I am a fresh graduate of this class... you probably don't know me."

"But I made a mistake a few days ago and have been expelled from the school."

Su Ze said truthfully.

Ning Dongze: “………”
Chapter completed!