It was just at this time that neither of them noticed that the bone dragon suddenly shook its body and slowly stood up from the ground. In its dark eyes, two points of burning phosphorus were looking at this

direction. But after a moment, it slowly turned back.

In the direction it was looking at, the soil on the ground loosened a bit. Then under the shadow there, a layer of gravel sliding stone slabs was pushed open, and a small, short, fat hand stretched out from it.

Then the pudgy sphere, a Papalar, emerged from there like a groundhog. Behind him was a human nightingale girl, and further behind were two people or, in other words, one person.

, and a humanoid creature that might even be called a 'human'.

The bone dragon glanced at the latter, then retracted its bone wings and turned back.

At the top of the square, after being briefly shocked, the wanderer finally calmed down again. "Heart of the Dragon, Golden Dragon of the Dragon," he sighed softly: "But fortunately, Lifgard's soul is not in you, and you don't have it."

The true power of the Dragon King is, at best, nothing more than a shadow of Nicol Bolas."

Then he raised his hands as he spoke, and an unformed storm once again unfolded behind him.

But the next moment, he saw a double image superimposed on Fang Plover. At that moment, the wanderer was stunned and his eyes widened.

The pointed horns, long tail, claws are as sharp as knives, and the long hair is like flowing flames. He/she raises his head, revealing his snow-white teeth, and the pointed fangs shine with the unique cold light of the dragon's teeth.

"Nico Bolas?" 'Delis' behind the wanderer was shocked: "No, how can there be dark power?"

"Who are you anyway?"

But Fang Yu didn't answer.

The Wanderer waved his hand, and the dark storm behind him suddenly took shape. He pointed forward again, and the raging storm immediately drew twisted shadows and rushed towards the square plover in front.

But Fang Yu seemed to be indifferent. The cold light flashing in his golden pupils reflected this scene. Then he raised his paw, grabbed it lightly, and grabbed the spell in his hand as if it were substantial, as if tearing off a huge piece.

Like a curtain, the entire spell storm was torn down from mid-air.

He gently held it, and the spell immediately fell into pieces. The elemental ether turned into dust in his hand and fell to the ground.

Then he took a step forward.

Just this step.

Then a lingering shadow appeared in the eyes of everyone in the square, including the homeless people.

Before the shadow dissipated, Fang Plover appeared next to the latter in the next moment. He swung his claws at the wanderer. However, the wanderer also reacted very quickly. He turned around and raised his right hand to block the blow with a loud bang.

, the moment the two people fought, the air suddenly shook, and a twisted area was created.

Then Fang Plover stepped back, turned around again, and the next moment, the wanderer saw a shadow sweeping toward him from the corner of his eye.

Dragon tail strike.

The wanderer blocked it with his hand, and there was another loud noise, the air flow flew up, and a sharp piercing sound was produced under the bottom of the pit, causing the weakest young scholar among the group to scream and cover his ears.

After Fang Plover retreated, his claws touched the ground, leaving a deep mark like a knife cutting tofu. Then he moved forward again and launched an attack. In an instant, everyone heard an explosion, and the ground

The dust on the top was shaken, and then separated to both sides.

Only then did the few people see that the moment Fang Plover lunged forward, a cone of air appeared in front of him. Then he passed through the cone of cloud, appeared in front of the wanderer like a flash, and swung his claw at the wanderer again.

.

The air torn between the sharp claws almost created a white vortex.

The vortex swept across the ground of the square, and immediately the stone slabs at the bottom of the square shattered with a 'click' sound.

However, the Wanderer still retreated and blocked. After blocking seven or eight times in a row, he struck back with his backhand. Fang Plover stretched out his claws to block before retreating. Between the two fights, everyone could only see two people.

Shadows lingered on the square for a moment.

At this time, they separated again.

The Wanderer took a step back and looked at Fang Pliance with a lingering look of fear on his face, while Delis behind him sneered: "It turns out that he is just a new sky knight. Although such a young sky knight is rare, but with your situation

With your power and your new dragon soul, if you can do anything to me, I'm afraid you are overestimating your capabilities."

However, his words did not receive any response for a while.

Because in front of him, Fang Plover's golden pupils were burning with endless anger, and he was looking at him coldly.

In fact, from the moment the dragon's golden blood poured into his heart, Fang Yu almost lost control of himself.

It seemed that he could only hear a huge and majestic pulsing sound in the endless void, one after another, exploding in his heart. If it weren't for Tata and Nini, he would have surrendered to the darkness long ago.

Under his will. And even at this moment, he could only maintain the last trace of consciousness.

Only a strong and firm will still lingers in his soul.

That is to interrupt the opponent's spell casting.

Completely end this fatal cycle.

Because that's what he promised Miss Eve.

Fang Plover took a heavy breath, and then struggled to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth:

"Is it?"

Before he finished speaking, he flashed again and immediately continued to rush forward.

The wanderer sneered when he saw this. The other party had lost his mind, but as he said, this little power alone couldn't do anything to him. But this young man had already wasted enough of his time.

Wen was about to succeed, and he no longer wanted to continue like this.

He stretched out his right hand, and the sword in the square in the distance seemed to be guided by an invisible force and automatically flew back to his hand.

Next, this will be the final blow

The wanderer raised his sword, and the cold light of the blade reflected the endless tranquility in his eyes. The battle a hundred years later was so similar to that of Yosu De, but it was time to end it all, he thought.

He raised his sword.

But the next moment, the indifferent expression froze on his face.

At that moment, a look of extreme disbelief and shock appeared on the wanderer's face. His movements seemed to be slowed down several times at once. He could only watch as Fang Plover's fist missed his own blade.

, slowly waved towards himself.

But he didn't even notice this scene.

Because in his eyes, at the far end of the square, under the shadow there, two people were slowly walking out and standing behind Fang Plover one by one.

one.

Wearing a purple robe, with a head full of black hair, and holding the Kaolin-Ithurian royal staff, he looked at this scene with indifferent eyes. It seemed that everything was just like what the opponent saw in that unprecedented battle a hundred years ago.

Same.

And another.

He was also holding a long staff, but under his robe, his white ribs were exposed, and above a somewhat ridiculous skull head, two eye holes were staring at him with dark eyes.

On the long staff in its hand, the running wolf emblem is lifelike.

Both men chanted incantations and pointed their staffs at him.

In that moment, the wanderer felt as if time had slowed down hundreds of times.

And Fang Plover's fist was moving forward bit by bit, hitting the bridge of his nose impartially at a speed visible to his naked eyes.

"This punch," Fang Yu grinned, revealing his white teeth.

He read word by word through gritted teeth:

"In the name of revenge."

One punch.

There was a loud noise.

Under everyone's shocked eyes.

The wanderer flew away like a kite with its string cut off.

As soon as Fang Plover landed on the ground, a trace of doubt actually flashed in his heart.

Why did the other party hesitate at the last moment before? It's just that the same hesitation did not appear on Fang Plover at this moment. He only stayed for a moment, and his figure continued to move forward in an instant, as if a shadow caught up with him and was still in mid-air.

The wanderer, and then another heavy blow.

The wanderer immediately turned to the ground and crashed into the pit, raising a cloud of dust. Fang Plover then landed, released his paws, and looked at the square in that direction. The dust that had been raised had not yet dispersed. However, it was already quiet.

The spell was interrupted.
Chapter completed!