Chapter 42 Whoever steals Lao Tzu's girl, Lao Tzu will fight with him
"What I decided will not change. Senior brother, you can do whatever you want." Princess Mingyue said calmly, turning her head and not looking at him again.
Shame! This is the shame Fentian has never felt since he was born.
As a disciple of Tongtian Mountain, one of the Five Holy Lands, Fentian has a natural sense of superiority, but now, this sense of superiority has become the most fatal thorn in his heart, and he cannot wake up from this shame for a while. come over.
"Gana Lei, Sophie Gulala..." Fen Tian's eyes were red, and he suddenly recited a rapid magic spell, and a ball of purple lightning on the top of the wand struck Qi Bei.
The intermediate thunder magic Purple Thunderbolt was actually released in Fentian's hands in just one breath.
You know, thunder magic is famous for its terrifying attack power, but one drawback is that it takes a long time to prepare.
Like this intermediate magic Purple Thunderbolt, a normal thunder magician needs at least three or four breaths, and it is only the size of a fist, but the Purple Thunderbolt cast by Fentian is as big as a head.
Qi Bei's eyes instantly turned cold, and the anger that had been suppressed in his bones completely burst out.
Qi Bei's figure instantly turned into an afterimage, avoiding the purple thunder. The black sword in his hand shook, and a golden light pierced Fentian's throat.
"Thunder shield." Fen Tian waved his wand, and a shield of flashing lightning suddenly appeared on his body.
As soon as Qi Bei's golden fighting spirit touched it, it was bounced away.
As long as a magician becomes a high-level magician, he will no longer let mermaids take advantage of him in close combat. Senior magicians can already cast a magical protective mask, and its effect is comparable to the fighting spirit armor that can only be condensed by a king-level warrior, as well as the same level. Even if a warrior attacks, he will not be able to break through this magical protective shield for a while, so ordinary king-level warriors will not offend a high-level magician easily.
"Crazy Dragon Kill." Qi Bei's eyes became even colder, and he shouted suddenly, and the six cyclones in the middle Dantian began to spin wildly. At the same time, the internal energy from his lower Dantian surged up to the middle Dantian, and merged with the fighting energy.
The long black sword vibrated at an extremely fine frequency, turning into dragon roars. Three feet of golden light burst out from the sword, turned into the shape of a dragon's tail, and slashed towards Fentian.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Fentian's mouth. The core fighting spirit of an intermediate warrior, even a king-level fighter could not hurt him at all.
He didn't dodge at all. He waved his magic wand and formed an electric net, heading towards Qi Beibei.
There was a slight "pop" sound, and the expression on Fentian's face suddenly condensed, with a look of horror in his eyes.
The tip of Qi Bei's black sword cut through the lightning shield and was stabbing his throat at a slow but unstoppable speed.
At this moment, the power grid cast by Fen Tian had already enveloped Qi Bei.
There was a crackling sound of blazing electric light, and bursts of green smoke rose from Qi Bei's body.
Wyann Nord roared wildly and wanted to rush over, but his shoulders sank, but he was pressed down by the crutch of the head of the family, Coty Nord, unable to move.
"Don't be anxious." Cody Nord said, his cloudy eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
The little girl Feng Ruoyu on the other side also wanted to rush forward, and was so anxious that she shed tears, but was held back by her sister Feng Ruoyun.
Before Fen Tian could breathe a sigh of relief, he was shocked to find that not only did Qi Bei not fall down, but the long sword he had penetrated through the lightning shield had reached his throat.
"Death..." Qi Bei shouted coldly, and the golden light on the tip of the black long sword flashed instantly, and he swung it towards Fen Tian's throat.
Blood splattered everywhere!
Then there was a bang, and thousands of thunder snakes danced wildly on Fentian's body. Qi Bei, who was still crackling, was hit and flew up, falling from the air like a broken sack.
"Qi Bei." Huai'an Nord roared wildly and jumped up to catch Qi Bei, whose whole body was charred.
After the lightning dissipated, Fentian's appearance immediately shocked everyone and left them speechless.
The handsome Fentian still had the arrogance of a disciple of the Holy Land. At this time, his hair was disheveled and his eyes were scattered. A long gash was made from his throat to the corner of his eye on the left side of his handsome face. His skin and flesh were rolled up, and blood gushed out like a spring.
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The king-grade thunder magician of Tongtian Mountain was put into such a situation by an intermediate warrior. No one could believe their eyes.
But this is the fact. Although Qi Bei does not know whether he is alive or dead, his achievements are enough to make him proud of the world.
Let alone an intermediate warrior, even an ordinary king-level warrior would probably end up being easily dealt with by Fen Tian.
"Impossible, impossible..." Fen Tian murmured to himself in despair. The blow Qi Bei gave him was even more cruel than killing him. It was as if he suddenly fell from the high clouds into the mud and was stepped on severely.
A few kicks.
"Impossible!" Fentian suddenly roared like crazy, and a burst of lightning flashed under his feet and disappeared into the sky.
The shock on Princess Mingyue's face slowly faded away. She glanced at Qi Bei, who was surrounded by members of the Nord family. She couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart right now, but it was just a bit complicated.
A good engagement ceremony turned out to be like this. Guests from various powers and countries gathered together in small groups and talked quietly. And the entire civilian class in the imperial capital was like a pot exploding.
The atmosphere was so heated that it was unprecedented.
"Qi Bei, an intermediate warrior, seriously injured a king-grade thunder magician against a king-grade thunder magician. Is that magician still crazy?"
"What? He's not an ordinary king-grade thunder magician. He's a disciple of the Five Holy Lands and some mountain."
"Ah, Qi Bei beat the earth-level thunder magician to a disability. That magician is the core disciple of the Holy Land."
"It's true, the Fifth Young Master can trap a dragon and ascend to the sky with one move, instantly killing a top-level magician."
The heated atmosphere in the imperial capital over the engagement between Qi Bei and Princess Mingyue could no longer be revealed. Teahouses, restaurants, streets and alleys, wherever there were people, a group of people must have gathered, and one or two of them must have spitted and cheered.
Telling.
At this time, Qi Bei slowly opened his dark eyes. He was now completely black. If you didn't look carefully, it would be hard to tell that he had woken up.
"I mean, girl, your snot fell on my face." Qi Bei said to Feng Ruoyu, who was squatting next to him and crying, with his teeth cracked and his voice like the sound of two pieces of glass being rubbed together.
Harsh.
"That's not snot, that's tears... Ah, brother Qi Bei, you're not dead." Feng Ruoyu retorted instinctively, but immediately screamed and looked at Qi Bei in disbelief.
"Little girl, you cursed me. I am possessed by a god. How could I die so easily? I was just shocked to death by that guy." Qi Bei said as he stood up unsteadily from Huai'an's arms.
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"You brat, why are you working so hard? If you can't fight alone, why don't we fight in a group?" Huai'an's eyes were red, and he had obviously shed tears just now, but this big man would never admit it.
"This is a matter between two men. Whoever steals my girl, I will fight him to the death." Qi Bei said, his eyes met the beautiful eyes of Princess Mingyue, but her eyes seemed too calm, which was really very disturbing.
accurate.
(The pervert behind my butt is chasing after me so fast. Don’t let him explode our delicate little anus! By the way, we will have three orgasms tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so we’ll pay for it.)
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