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Five seven three, the demon spirit wants to kill

"Ugh?"

Hearing this sentence, Seiya turned around in surprise. 【】

Mesti also had a look of shock in her eyes, and she couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

"What did you say?"

The noble ghost ignored the two of them at all, but closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and only stretched out his two index fingers.

Then, strands of green energy appeared on his body, and along his body, flew up into the sky little by little.

On his outstretched fingertips, a green ball of light quickly formed.

Then, with a childish shout, the noble ghost poked hard at the sky with his finger, and the green ball of light turned into a green ray of light and shot high into the sky.

The sky, which was originally only illuminated by the sun, suddenly burst into dazzling white light, white light, and the holy cloth of Pegasus descended from the sky.

"what?"

When Mesti saw this scene, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He had never seen this scene before. At this moment, he couldn't imagine it in his heart.

"Ghost, thank you... Hey!"

Just when Mesti was shocked, Seiya turned around abruptly, with the strength of his legs, he jumped into the air and jumped towards the body of Pegasus.

The Saint Cloth of Pegasus is worthy of being recognized as his Saint Cloth. With the movement of his mind, it has been disassembled, and then spliced ​​and combined on his body surface. In an instant, he put on the Saint Cloth. Seiya fell from the sky and landed in front of Metis.At this time, Seiya has a masculine energy that makes people feel startled. Looking at Metis, his body regained his fighting posture.

"bring it on!"

As if declaring war, Seiya said firmly.

Mesti was surprised, but his surprise was only because of the noble ghost's ability. For Seiya who was opposite him, it didn't make any difference to him whether he was wearing the holy clothes or not.

"Then, now that you're wearing the holy clothes, what do you think?"

"Hey, do you need to say that? Of course..." Seiya said, suddenly took a big step forward, clenched his right hand into a fist, and punched Metis fiercely, "Pegasus Meteor Fist!!!"

All of a sudden, the shadow of the fist turned into a meteor, hitting Mesti quickly and intensively.

While typing, Seiya yelled loudly.

But a shocking thing happened. The unfavorable Pegasus Meteor Fist had no effect in front of Mesti. None of the fists could hit him. They were either dodged or easily blocked. .

A few seconds later, the gasping Seiya stopped, but his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How, how is it possible, Tianma Meteor Fist has no effect at all..."

"Of course, the gap in strength between me and you, you can't catch up even if you practice for 1 years, you can't make up for it by wearing a bronze holy garment. Enough is enough, boy, let me now ……Um?"

Mesti raised his right hand, the wind spun between his palms, and when he was about to attack, he suddenly let out a little gasp and raised his brows slightly.

Because at the last moment, the magic bell suddenly appeared behind Seiya, and subdued Seiya with one move, twisting his arm behind him.

"You understand, Seiya! Your strengths are too far apart!"

"Magic bell... sister?"

Seiya turned his head back with difficulty, staring at the magic bell that appeared behind him in disbelief.

He was really surprised. He never expected that his master, who had taught him for six years and was like a sister in his heart, would attack him.This made him believe it no matter what, he absolutely couldn't believe it.

But whether he wanted to believe it or not, the fact had already happened.

And in the next second, the figure of the magic bell suddenly moved, and instantly came to him from behind Seiya.

"Seiya, die!"

The magic bell snorted softly, and his right fist was like an eagle's sharp claws, tearing the air fiercely, and stabbing Seiya's chest.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded, and one hand held the palm of the magic bell exactly. The nails of the magic bell had already pierced the holy clothes on Seiya's chest. pierced his chest.But at this point, he was stopped by the palm that suddenly appeared, and no matter how hard the magic bell was, the palm was the way to save it.

"Oh my goodness, the meeting we haven't seen for a long time turned out to be like this. Sister Moling, you really surprised me!"

A clear and bright male voice sounded, hearing this voice, Mo Ling's body trembled suddenly before he could raise his head, and his whole body froze there.

"who?"

Mesti was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the person, and concentrated on it, but found that the person was just an ordinary person without any armor on him, so he was relieved and asked aloud.

"Zhang, Zhang Fan?"

The moment Mesti finished speaking, the magic bell over there had already answered on behalf of the other party.

That's right, the person who appeared suddenly and stopped the magic bell in time was none other than Zhang Fan.

"Yo!" Zhang Fan saw Mo Ling raised his head, with a gentle smile on his face, raised his hand, and greeted Mo Ling, "Long time no see, Sister Mo Ling!"

……

Zhang Fan's sudden appearance changed the atmosphere of the venue suddenly.

"Yo! Long time no see, Sister Moling!"

Zhang Fan greeted the magic bell with an eager smile on his face.

"Zhang, Zhang Fan, you, why are you here?"

When the magic bell arrived at Zhang Fan, he was shocked for a moment, and his body kept retreating, backing away a distance of four or five meters.

"Ai ai ai ai, sister Moling, why can't I be here anymore? I still want to ask you why you are here. Also, what did you do just now? You can't be real I really want to kill Seiya!"

Zhang Fan retracted his left hand, which he had already released, and asked with a light smile.

Hearing his question, Mo Ling's body trembled again, and she subconsciously shook her head, "No, I just..."

"Magic Bell!"

At this moment, Mesti on the side suddenly yelled softly, making Magic Bell hold back the words that were about to be spoken.

"Who is this person? You seem to know him?"

Mesti had no idea what the magic bell was about to say just now, and his attention was all on Zhang Fan at this moment.Although he was a little relieved because the opponent didn't have the Saint Cloth, but the speed of the opponent just now, even he could only reach a phantom. This level is extremely rare even for the Silver Saint Seiya, so even if the opponent does not have the Saint Cloth, He still paid 12 points of attention, and even asked about the magic bell that he thought might know Zhang Fan.

"he is……"

Mo Ling paused, opened her mouth, and just wanted to get rid of Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan spoke.

"It's the first time we met, I'm the apprentice of Mo Ling, and my name is Zhang Fan."

"Zhang Fan?"

When Mesti heard Zhang Fan's words, she frowned suspiciously, thought about it carefully, and her eyes lit up slightly.

"Oh, so it's you, you are the genius Zhang Fan? But I heard that you seemed to be forced to give up the battle for the Pegasus Saint Cloth due to other reasons. It was a pity for you, but Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't get the Saint Cloth. Now Sanctuary is about to take back all the Saint Cloths that fell into the hands of foreigners. If you don't get the Saint Cloth, it's a chance to save your life. Alright, Get out of here, we still have things to do, we don't have time to play with ordinary people like you."

Mesti sneered a few times, raised her right hand again, the strong wind gathered again, and was about to attack Seiya again.

"In this case, even if you say so, I'm really embarrassed!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan suddenly smiled, shrugged, and said with a look of regret.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the last smile on Mesti's face also slowly dissipated.His patience has been exhausted, and the work that he thought would be completed soon has been delayed for so long due to various reasons, and what is even more hateful is that this man named Zhang Fan who suddenly appeared was nothing more than A low-level species that didn't even have a holy cloth dared to reject his words, which made him feel a raging anger in his heart.

"What do you mean by asking me... Isn't this obvious? It's fine if I don't know, but now that I've bumped into it, how could I allow you to kill my little junior brother without being moved?"

Zhang Fan shrugged and smiled innocently.

"Oh?" Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Mesti raised her eyebrows, "Young man, think about your position, and fight against me, Mesti, for the sake of a so-called junior brother who is dear to you. You will pay, but you Oh, my life! If you don’t want to die, just get out of here obediently, I don’t want to say this sentence a third time!”

"Hey, that's troublesome. To be honest, I don't even want to say what I just said a second time..."

Zhang Fan replied without showing any weakness, but Mesti's eyes froze suddenly.

"Very well, then you..."

"and many more!"

Suddenly, the magical bell that came back to her senses spoke, and she quickly ran to Zhang Fan's side and stood in front of him.

"Ok?"

Seeing the movement of the magic bell, Mesti frowned.

"Ma Ling, what are you doing? Could it be that you are going to betray the Sanctuary, the Pope, and Athena?"

"No, no, please wait a moment, I will persuade him, I will persuade him to leave..."

Mo Ling quickly explained, then turned her head and looked at Zhang Fan eagerly, just as she opened her mouth to say something.

"Sister Moling, don't say anything. I know your difficulties, so I never thought of blaming you from the beginning. But Seiya can't die, no matter if it's real death or fake death. Even if it's fake death, the person in front of him This man, do you think he can’t tell the truth from the fake? So the script you prepared is useless, the only way to end all this is to defeat him and then kill him.”

"You, Zhang Fan, what are you talking about, he is a silver saint, how could you be his opponent..."

When Mo Ling heard his words, she was nervous for a moment, and wanted to persuade him.

"What did you say?" Mesti over there suddenly laughed loudly, "You said you wanted to defeat me and kill me? Hahahaha! It's so interesting, it's really so interesting. I don’t even have the Saint Cloth, and I’m not even a Bronze Saint Warrior. Even if you want to kill me, what’s your right? Ah? What’s your right? Hahahaha!”

"Why?" Zhang Fan repeated softly, and smiled softly, "The reason is, of course, strength..."

Before he could finish speaking, the golden-yellow universe had spewed out from Zhang Fan's body!

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