‘Fang Xingjian alone killed No. 10 so easily.’

Thinking of Fang Xingjian chasing No. 10 from beginning to end, he was like I was hitting my son, and he was not injured at all until the end.

Thinking of the other party's style of sweeping the entire base one by one, Hillbrand's face was bitter.

Suddenly, he looked at Fang Xingjian and asked, "Fang Xingjian, where is my grandfather and the others? And the big dragon head, have you met it? Why did you learn the big dragon head's Xingchen Wuxiangjian?"

Fang Xingjian said lightly: "Apart from the big dragon head, everyone else was killed."

Hillbrand suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Fang Xingjian in disbelief, as if his worldview had collapsed.

But he believed that he could do this with the strength shown by Fang Xingjian.

His grandfather, the previous generation of Beizezhou, was the pillar of their family. Now he was killed by Fang Xingjian, which made him feel completely disappointed and his future family's future is worrying.

What made him even more angry was that when he looked at Fang Xingjian in front of him, he could not even show the courage to be an enemy of the other party.

‘It’s so strong. The Fang Xingjian in front of me is so strong. Even if I try my best, even if I mobilize the entire family, it’s just a suicide...’

Fang Xingjian glanced at Hillbrand and said, "Do you want to take revenge?" Seeing Hillbrand's ugly face, Fang Xingjian said, "Your grandpa comes to kill me, so I will naturally kill him.

As for you, letting Tylenol come to cause me trouble, I will naturally teach you a lesson."

As he said that, he pointed his sword at a glance, Hillbrand broke it all the way, but he is worthy of being the second student in the academy and he does not want to show weakness in front of Fang Xingjian.

Even though the veins with forehead aches rose, he did not scream in pain.

Fang Xingjian nodded and said, "Yes, I'll let you suffer a little. Although this injury is painful, with your cultivation level, you will be reborn.

I will ignore what you did before, but if you want to come to seek revenge on me, I will still kill you."

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xingjian turned his head and looked at Fang Qian, with a cold look on his face and said, "Fang Qian, you are a family member. I really have a lot to ask you, let's talk about why you are here first."

Fang Qian smiled bitterly, lay down on the ground, and looked deeply at Fang Xingjian.

When she thought of the power that Fang Xingjian had just revealed, she was extremely shocked.

‘If he is really immune to black magic with this kind of swordsmanship, then maybe... he can already fight against Li Shuanghua (the old lady of the Fang family).’

Looking at Fang Xingjian, Fang Qian said, "With your current strength, you are indeed qualified to know these things."

When she said this, she was already using Chinese, only she and Fang Xingjian could understand it, while Hillbrand was confused.

"The Fang family was only contacted by the eldest prince more than half a year ago. He has strong technical strength, so we are here to try the combination of technology, magic patterns and etheric mystery."

Fang Xingjian raised his eyebrows and asked, "You made the out-of-control thing just now?"

"That's No. 10. He was not made by us, and we have not been able to transform him yet. As for the other two metal-skinned and black demons you saw before, they were transformed by us."

Fang Xingjian thought of the evil will coming from No. 10, the strange ability of the other party, and the aura similar to the evil aura on the god-level spine, and he asked: "Where did you find the one... No. 10? What is he?"

Fang Qian shook her head: "I don't know, we found him from an ancient tomb, which is a bit strange. We cannot confirm the age of his home for the time being. According to the research of historians here, they have not been able to find the decorations and buildings of similar countries and dynasties, but only know that they are very ancient.

The strangest thing is…” Fang Qian shook her head strangely: “The words used in the ancient tomb are very similar to our Chinese.”

“It’s very similar?”

"It seems to be a little simpler than our Chinese. Although I haven't seen many words before, I can understand them." Fang Qian smiled bitterly and shook her head: "There are so many unsolved mysteries in the Miracle World. There are a lot of faults and gaps in the history here, which makes people unpredictable."

Fang Xingjian thought of the Book of Origin and the Twelve Impacts, and asked again: "What is written in the ancient tomb?"

"The content is very little, that is, the 10th, they called the Arrival. He appeared in a country called China, and then killed variously and created disasters. In the end, the army at that time spent countless sacrifices to capture and sealed in the ancient tomb.

Then warn the discoverer to leave and tell us that No. 10 is very dangerous."

Thinking of this, Fang Qian smiled bitterly and shook her head: "It's a pity that we didn't take it seriously."

Fang Xingjian asked: "They didn't say why they didn't kill No. 10, nor did they say why they had to seal it like that?"

"No." Fang Qian shook her head.

"China?" Fang Xingjian touched his chin and said, "Which country is this?"

"I don't know." Fang Qian said.

At the same time, Tyrant in the bracelet frowned and said, "How come China... feels very familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Fang Xingjian did not comment on this. He was just curious about the existence and origin of No. 10. Now that Fang Qian couldn't answer much, he didn't care. He looked directly at the other party's eyes and asked, "Then now tell me what the Fang family is doing now."

"Fang Family..."

"Yes, let me ask you first, my brother, how is his condition?"

"Is Fang Xingchen?" Fang Qian sneered and said, "Your good brother is doing very well. Not only has he become a disciple of the Black Witch King, but he also has my brother as an apostle, and his strength has reached a thousand miles a day.

You should understand that whether it is black magic or magic patterns, the growth of strength is as long as the method and resources are correct, it will be very fast, just like the mass production of factories, unlike the way of knights, which requires day and night to practice."

Fang Xingjian asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "The power of black magic comes from the gods in the sky, and the same is true for the magic pattern. What is their relationship? Was it invented by the Wizards Association?"

"What do you think?" Fang Qian said lightly: "The origin of the magic pattern is the highest secret. Even if I don't know, but as far as I know, the association... there was no magic pattern in the past."

"No magic pattern?"

"Yes, in the history of the Miracle World, I mean there is no magic pattern in the history I can find." Fang Qian said: "And don't you think that magic pattern is simpler and more practical than black magic? It is more technical, just like a product after the evolution of black magic."

Fang Xingjian pondered silently, but Fang Qian on the other side suddenly laughed and said, "Fang Xingjian, I have another message to give you for free.
Chapter completed!