The Fairy Tale

Reg was taken aback, and turned his head in horror, only to see that the old man Sadron had directly ascended to the sky, with two demonic wings stretched on his back, flying towards this side quickly.

Oops, found out.

Reg let out a low cry in his heart, and quickly made a decision in his heart. He still didn't show his fighting spirit wings to escape. Seeing that the opponent's strength was obviously stronger than his own, if he wanted to escape, he would definitely not be faster than the opponent. He will definitely be caught up by the opponent, and his own strength will be exposed.

Reg decided to stay.

Reg turned his head, pretending to be bewildered and looked at Sadron who was approaching rapidly, thinking about how to deal with what might happen next.

Judging by the color of Sadron's fighting spirit wings, it should be a wind magician, but I don't know how strong it is. If it is at the Zong level, it may be easier to deal with it. If it enters the King level, then it can It's going to be a big trouble.

Sadron quickly came to the top of Reg, and landed about ten meters away from Reg, his eyes were fixed on Reg, but he was holding a portrait in his hand.

"Senior, you are in a hurry to catch up, what's the matter?"

Sudron's originally kind face showed a bit of ferocity, and he shook the portrait in his hand to light up, but stared at Reg like a snake: "Are you Regfa?"

Reg was taken aback. The portrait actually painted his own appearance. Although it looked a bit childish, Reg was sure at a glance that it was indeed a portrait of himself.

A few years have passed, and Reg's temperament has completely changed, but his appearance has not changed much. Although the artist is not good enough, it is not exactly the same as his appearance, but he can still be seen after careful identification.

Looking at the portrait, Reg knew that he could no longer hide it, so he nodded calmly and said, "Yes, I am Lei Gefa. I don't need to tell you that, haven't you already confirmed it?"

Sadron shook the portrait away casually, and said with a sneer: "My boy, you are so cunning, you actually lied to me, and you almost fooled me, if you didn't feel familiar, and took a closer look The portrait really made you escape right under my nose."

Reg shook his head and asked, "What do you want?"

Sadron snorted coldly: "What, of course I took you back, are you Aslan's student?"

Reg nodded and said, "Yes, he taught me fighting qi again, why did you deal with him?"

Sadron stared at Reg, with a strange look in his eyes: "You are practicing the water-type fighting qi art. I don't know what the name of the fighting qi art you practice is?"

Reg was startled secretly, and Sadron suddenly asked about the fighting qi formula he practiced. Could it be that...he doubted it too, or did he confirm that the fighting qi formula he practiced was the water spirit formula in the legendary god-level fighting qi formula?

Reg recalled that when he first saw Lambert, Lambert was stiff all over, as if he was dead, obviously he was injured by someone's hand, could it be that he was injured by someone from the Odin Sword Sect? Must be related?

Reg quickly speculated in his heart, but he replied very simply: "I practice the Ice Art."

"Ice Art?" Sudron was taken aback for a moment, with a strange expression on his face, but then he stared at Reg fiercely and said, "You didn't lie to me?"

Reg shook his head and said, "I don't need to lie to you, I just want to ask, why did you deal with Lambert?"

Sadron glanced up and down at Reg, and suddenly laughed and said, "You didn't learn any battle qi before, and you started to practice from then on, and now, in only three or four years, you have reached the level of a mad fighter, and you are also a water-type battle qi. I am afraid that other than the fighting qi formula that has such a miraculous effect, other fighting qi formulas will not be able to achieve it..."

"Hand over your fighting qi formula, and I will let you go."

Naturally, Reg couldn't hand it over, even if it was a fake, at this moment, suddenly, he couldn't hand over a water-type battle qi formula called the Ice Jue...

"The battle qi formula is with Lambert, you haven't answered me yet, why are you dealing with Lambert?"

Sadron shook his head and said: "Boy, let me tell you, the fighting qi formula you practice is probably the legendary god-level fighting qi formula, the water spirit formula, and that old guy is willing to teach you such a fighting qi formula. If you hadn't come back, We haven’t been able to find you yet, there is a way to heaven if you don’t go, and there is no way to hell for you to break in, just catch it, otherwise, you will suffer more, and don’t blame me.”

Reg's heart was shocked, it really was the Water Spirit Art!

The Ice Jue that I practiced is indeed the God-level Fighting Qi Jue and Water Spirit Jue!

No wonder Lambert told himself not to reveal the fighting qi art he practiced, even if he did it with others, there was a danger of being exposed.

It's just that when Lambert told himself the grade of the Dou Qi Jue, he didn't say so clearly. I don't know if Lambert really didn't know, or if he deliberately kept it from himself...

Sadron has already talked about this, and Reg naturally understands that he can't get out of the predicament today by talking. If he is caught by this guy, he will probably die.

Reg suddenly thought of a question, this Sudron was obviously ordered to wait for Lambert here, and by the way, he investigated clearly along with his own information, and even drew a portrait, but how many people know his details ?

Reg was a little fortunate. After he left Bali, he had been learning forging behind closed doors in Uncle Teidelin's shop. After meeting Mrs. Qiangwei, he even put on a green bamboo mask and turned into a green bamboo. Two years later, the green bamboo His name is well known in the mainland, but probably no one knows that this green bamboo is the same person as the disciple of Lambert who went out on the deserted island.

If I had shown my true face to others, I might have been approached long ago...

Reg was a little scared, and he had escaped quietly for the past few years by accident, but Reg didn't expect that he would stand in a hostile position with the Holy Land so quickly.

So far, Reg has come into contact with or heard of the Odin Sword Sect, the Wanshouzong and Leiyinmen who are robbing the Holy Fighting Qi Art, the Hongmeng Sword Sect who participated in the opening of the Green Bamboo Villa, and the Ice Bear. Xuezong...

It is precisely because of these holy places that Reg is more aware of the power of these holy places, but now Reg is standing opposite the holy places and has become the enemy of the Odin Sword Sect, which makes Reg feel depressed for a while.

Reg waved the sword in his hand and said, "I understand, you are trying to snatch the Dou Qi Jue I practiced, right? I won't let you succeed."

Sadron snorted coldly: "That's up to you, you're just a mad fighter."

Sadron stretched out his hand, and a wind magic wand appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, a wind magic shield had completely wrapped him up. With a wave of his hand, a wind blade shot out, cutting off the side As the tree slowly collapsed, Sadron sneered and said, "Are you going to confront a fifth-level demon sect head-on with the strength of a mad fighter?"

A fifth-level demon sect?

On the contrary, Reg was relieved. Fortunately, he did not enter the king class. Reg was very aware of the difference between the clan class and the king class. The gap is too big.

Reg's current advantage is that the opponent doesn't know his background at all, and only thinks that he is a mad fighter. If he uses it properly, he can inflict a serious injury on the opponent, not to mention, there are three more in Reg's space ring Star Iron Arrow, this is Reg's trump card.

Reg's body shot out like a gust of wind, but he shouted loudly: "Even so, you still have to try!"

There was a bit of a sneer on Sadron's face, and he sent out a huge tornado. The power of this tornado was not as powerful as the death storm, but in Sadron's mind, this tornado was enough to blow Reg into the sky. He was dizzy, and it would be easier for him to catch himself. After all, if he wanted to get the fighting qi formula, he had to take it out of his mouth.

A huge tornado swept towards Reg, but Reg dropped the ordinary long sword in his hand in an instant, and the eighth-level magic crystal demon-destroying giant sword suddenly appeared in Reg's hand.

Reg has already entered the Zong level at this time, stimulating the energy stimulated by the eighth-level magic crystal plus Reg's own fighting spirit, the power of this demon-breaking giant sword is even more violent.

The Demon-Breaking Great Sword easily cut through the tornado, and Reg rushed towards the target Sadron with both men and swords.

To deal with a magician, it is necessary to close the distance as much as possible to prevent the opponent from having any chance to breathe.

The pride on Sadron's original face suddenly froze, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Reg who rushed out like a demon god in disbelief.

The cold eyes, the face so calm and almost indifferent, the huge black magic sword, the eighth-level magic crystal hurt Sadron's eyes, Sadron suddenly let out a strange cry, and suddenly turned his body backwards Float away.

Although Sudron reacted quickly, Reg's huge magic sword had already hit his magic shield head-on.

The magic shield shattered with a bang, and the sword slashed across Sadron's body, bringing up a stream of blood.

Sadron flew up rapidly, the pain had not yet entered his mind, but his heart was completely filled with fear and shock.

How is this going?

A mad fighter actually has an eighth-level magic crystal weapon!

A mad fighter can cut through his own magic shield!

Sadron flew away from the ground, feeling a little more at ease. After all, the advantage of Zong-level powerhouses is that they can fly. As long as they go to the sky, their opponents can't take the opportunity to catch up with him.

Sadron's heart just relaxed a little, but when he saw Reg's feet hit the ground, his body followed him tightly and jumped into the sky, and a pair of fighting spirit wings suddenly grew out of his back, Sadron felt very shocked. Delong's heart almost stopped beating at this moment!

This kid is not a mad fighter, he is also a Zong level powerhouse!

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