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Chapter six hundred and ten defeat(1/2)

"My president of Black Scale Club, Black Eyed Kaso!"

Kasso opened his hands and looked at him with scrutiny: "I don't know what the disciples of the Sword Saint are here?"

"I'm just a little curious about the magician and have a little interest in the Dead Sea Scrolls." Fang Yuan said calmly: "Do you know its whereabouts!?"

"Yes, I know, one of the pages fell into the hands of the flame demon Seit."

Casso smiled: "You don't seem to be satisfied with this answer?"

"Yes!"

Fang Yuan said directly: "Tell me your hidden information, and then open the highest collection room of your family to me, and I will spare you this time!"

"What did you say?"

The bloody people present suddenly silenced. Even Ferrona looked at Fang Yuan with surprise, almost thinking that there was auditory hallucination.

This young witch hunter is so bold! In the core of this magician family, threatening the president of the Black Scale Society?

After the sudden silence, there was a terrible noise, as if a little spark was thrown into gasoline, and the bear rose: "Kill him!"

"Let the witch hunter have a better memory!"

"The people who insult the president and the black scale will die!"

...

Faced with many accusations, Fang Yuan looked coldly: "I think you misunderstood something..."

Before the other magicians could smile contemptuously, he added: "I am not targeting someone, I am just saying that everyone present is rubbish!"

"It's going to die..."

Ferrona looked at the ferocious people and felt that she was almost collapsing.

She looked at the witch hunter with a smile, and could not imagine why the other party had such a big change after just a moment.

"Trump? You are the first person to dare to say this here!"

Casso's face also turned cold: "Do we be afraid of having a relationship with Cerris? Tell you that he is unable to protect himself, but... you have not returned to give him a chance to collect the body. Kill him!"

"Hehe!"

Many figures emerged from the darkness, with scales on their bodies, like orcs turning half-beasts, pounced fiercely on them.

"Night Demon Kill!"

The package behind Fang Yuan exploded, and Xingye's sharpness emerged and turned into a wheel of light.

Puchi!

The remains of the limbs splattered, and a lot of blood flew everywhere.

"Too weak! Too weak! Is there only a little ability to transform?"

Fang Yuan's long sword was cut, and the night demon blood descendant who had said he would severely punish him, his whole head flew high like a fountain, scaring some cowards backed down and almost fainted.

‘I was careless…’

Black-eyed Casso regretted seeing this scene.

The difficulty of this witch hunter was completely beyond his expectations. If he had known this, he would have arranged more, rather than using a paper cage like now, he would have trapped a tyrannosaurus.

When the Morning Star Sword Technique reaches the dawn, it represents a kind of control, not only the body, but also various sword energy and consumption.

In addition to the physical fitness that has been increased with holy water over the years and the original master-level combat awareness, Fang Yuan was still ashamed and unafraid even if he had a few superior night clans.

Not to mention, these blood descendants only have the bloodline of the Night Demon, and they don’t even have geniuses to reach the level of superior bloodline!

Therefore, at this time, Fang Yuan was like a tiger entering the flock of sheep, traversing wildly, breaking out a bloody path, and rushing straight towards Black-eyed Kasso.

"die!"

At this time, three black-robed men around the other party rushed out, their speed and strength were beyond the ordinary night demon blood descendants.

Bang bang!

Countless fists and feet collided with sword shadows, successfully stagnating Fang Yuan's footsteps.

"Hmm? Fighting technique?"

Fang Yuan was a little surprised and looked at the blood descendants of the night demons opposite him.

They were tall, covered with scales, as if they were covered with hard armor, and they also wore boxing gloves on their hands.

"Tiger Sect Chief Angrey!"

"Haoist Chief Lin!"

"Sodoma's Chief Valen!"

The three night demon blood descendants reported their names and immediately launched a fierce charge.

Each of them has the same strength as the median bloodline, and has the peak combat awareness and skills. With the cooperation, even the upper bloodline can fight.

But for Fang Yuan, it is still not enough: "It's too weak! It's too weak! It's really garbage!"

As soon as he whipped his palm on his belt, a holy light potion exploded like a small sun, emitting an unparalleled light.

"Morning Star Sword Technique Night Demon Kill!"

At the same time, the long sword in his hand seemed to turn into stars, with a confusing light passing through Angrey's neck.

puff!

The giant fell to the ground, a red line appeared in his throat, and shattered scales splashed.

"Angre… can't even hold on to a sword?"

Lin and Valen retreated quickly, but did not flee directly, because the time they had acquired was enough for Kasso to start.

"weak!"

At this time, Kasuo had bit his fingers and drew a five-pointed star magic array on the ground. Looking at Fang Yuan, he suddenly spit out a note.

Buzz!

A layer of blood-colored light spread and fell on Fang Yuan, making him frown: "Black Magic?"

This is the rise of the true magician family! From simply using the power of blood to using bloodline to using bloodline to using various mysterious black magic tricks, it can not only simulate the abilities of other night clans, but also be stronger than them!

In fact, there has always been a saying in the dark world that only the blood descendants who master the black magic can be considered a real magician!

"Interesting, is it driven by the power of blood by using the big five-pointed star as a magic array?

Although he was covered with a layer of blood light and his speed and strength decreased, Fang Yuan was not too busy. After savoring it carefully, he took out a bottle of holy water and poured it directly.

Gulugulu!

In the holy light, the blood-colored light on his body immediately disappeared, and his speed did not decrease but increased. Two more swords were slashed out, smashing the other two chiefs to the ground.

‘Are these still those witch hunters who are so poor that they have to use bullets one by one?’

Kaso looked at this scene, but his eyelids twitched.

He has seen many demon hunters, but it is really rare to see such a hero as Fang Yuan, one bottle after another, and one with high concentration of holy water.

He didn't know that Fang Yuan himself was a pharmacist, and his ability to make money was unparalleled and he was extremely rich.

Fortunately, the efforts of the first three chiefs were not in vain.

Through their entanglement, another magic of his own was also completed.

"Hand of the Necromancer!"

Black-eyed Kasuo howled, his hands suddenly turned white, and he grabbed Fang Yuan.

Woo woo!

In the void, there seemed to be an invisible spirit body, sweeping towards Fangyuan with astonishing malice.

"Evil spirit magic? Do you drive evil spirits?"

Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

This kind of spell is a very dangerous type even in black magic. It can harm the soul. Even if it is a level A witch hunter, you have to retreat when you encounter it.

But unfortunately.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and rushed straight towards him.

"court death!"

When Kasso saw this scene, he was immediately overjoyed: "Even the title-secret witch hunter, he would not dare to be attacked by evil spirits so forcibly, you idiot!"

Unfortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure rushing out of the sea of ​​evil spirits, coming straight to him, sweeping the hilt of the sword.

"puff!"

Kasso spit out a mouthful of blood, lying on the ground like a dead dog, still looking incredible: "Impossible... Why are you okay? My black magic will not fail!"

"hehe……"

Fang Yuan was condescending, stepped on his chest with one foot, carrying the great majesty of defeating the three chiefs and capturing the president. The blood descendants of the Night Demon who had been surrounded retreated one after another, showing a look of horror.
To be continued...
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