Kil felt like he was flying, soaring freely in the green and vibrant atmosphere.
The young master in flight saw the auction platform that collapsed instantly, and heard people's screams and shouts.
Then, he saw his father's blood-red eyes, and saw Uncle Hedgehog and Uncle God King spreading their bodies towards him.
"What's going on? What happened just now?" Kil thought strangely, but his eyes gradually became heavy.
"How could I be sleepy? I still have to take care of that Asan?! Well, why is it so dark all around?" Mr. Gere didn't understand what happened to him until his death.
Plop! The head fell to the ground, and Keir was still staring blankly, his eyes widening still full of doubts.
And this human head is the largest and most complete part of his exploded body!
"Haha! Muhan! You lost this time! Don't deny it! I said that this guy's field can't tolerate a ray of energy from the essence of the log, right? You don't believe it! A lot more was added to it, hey
, Not to mention the waste, it also made the place a mess! Just wait for the boss to deal with you!" The Fire King's voice clearly sounded in Fatty's heart.
"Oh my God! Then wouldn't it be very dangerous for me to take you around every day?" Mr. Mai was so frightened after hearing this that his face turned pale.
In fact, everyone's face turned pale at this time. This performance had nothing to do with the camp, because no one except the fat man understood what was going on.
As soon as Keir opened the box, the little green ball rose up and sank into the opponent's body, and the second-generation official immediately exploded on his own.
Everything seems like a dream and makes no sense.
"Little Master...!" The poisonous hedgehog wailed and held up Keir's head, already in tears.
The Vulcan King turned around and rushed towards the fat man desperately.
The figure flashed, and the orange light shone brightly. For some reason, Granny Leng had already stood in front of the furious Vulcan King.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die! Get away!" The Vulcan King was already in a state of madness. While roaring, he condensed a crimson fireball and hit the person in front of him.
"Why do you want to kill me? It's a big joke!" Granny Leng said calmly, without dodge or dodge, she raised a giant sword wreathed in electric snakes and stabbed her opponent directly.
"The second one is back!" the poisonous hedgehog shouted, and had already thrown the head to the flying Claude, while he stayed close to the ground and attacked Granny Leng's lower body.
Granny Leng and the Vulcan King had a head-on collision without any fancy. The latter was immediately knocked away from a distance, while the old lady calmly slashed the giant sword down, just in time to intercept the poisonous hedgehog's sneak attack.
The fat man didn't expect that Granny Leng would take action for him, so he couldn't help but feel more favorable towards the old lady and even Barn.
He was about to take the opportunity to rush to the auction platform, but the voice of the Fire King sounded in his heart again: "Boss, stand still and don't run. How about we fight with that Fire God King?"
"Huh? Don't you always think that my strength is low? The other party is a high-level injection master. We have played with each other before? Are you tired of living?" The fat man asked in shock.
"That bastard dares to call himself the 'Fire God King'. Damn, he obviously doesn't take me as the 'Fire King' in his eyes! I can't swallow this breath. I want to fight him to the death!" The Fire King shouted angrily.
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"Huh? Is this really the mood of a child, just for the sake of fame?" Fatty thought to himself, and was about to give some advice when he heard Nana agree: "The only shortcut to improve your strength is actual combat, don't forget the Poison Spirit Pearl
A three-year agreement with you! We will all support you and the Fire King, give it a try!"
"Oh, but Linglong won't take action until it's critical!" the woman chased again out of habit.
When things came to an end, the fat man had no time to be nagging anymore. He thought for a moment and responded: "Well, since you all said so, then I have nothing to fear! But, how can you listen to me? And, Fire King,
You should quickly find something that ordinary people have never seen before and that can be used at my level. It is best to use a puppet-like fire injection technique like what Chunchun played! Hurry up!"
When the Fire King heard this, he regretted his impulsiveness. He realized once again that the one he recognized as the boss was always the one who was really difficult to deal with.
But the words have been said, and I can’t take them back! Alas!
While the Fire King was racking his brains to think of a solution, several experts on the auction stage were actually paying attention to the situation here.
At the same time that King Vulcan launched his attack, Chilan and his wife, who were about to step down for rescue, were stopped by Palmer.
"Don't worry, let's see who else will protect him besides us. This is very important!" the old man said cruelly.
Sure enough, at the next moment, Granny Leng took action.
As the poisonous hedgehog also joined the battle group, Chilan wanted to join the battle again, but was blocked by Palmer again.
"Perhaps, we have all underestimated this Mr. Asang! He is not simple! Just keep an eye on the third young master, and let's take a look at the rest." The old man said leisurely.
Hearing this, Chilan and his wife hurriedly looked into the field and couldn't help being surprised.
At this time, the scene was already in a state of chaos.
Miaochun, Nathan, Huahua, Shouhu, Panlong and the men brought by Claude were fighting together. Although they were small in number, their personal strength was higher than their opponents, so it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.
Granny Leng and the poisonous hedgehog fought evenly, both of them remained silent, as if they were enemies in the past and present life, and their moves were dangerous and fatal.
And looking at the Vulcan King who was charging toward him with a frown and glare, Fatty's demeanor suddenly changed drastically.
At this moment, Mr. Mai had a look of indifference, neither happy nor surprised. As he took a gentle step forward, he seemed to have the air of a king dominating the world.
This guy took out a blade as thin as a cicada's wing from his arms and started drawing out of nothing.
The Vulcan King was repelled by Granny Leng as soon as he made a move. You can imagine the depression in his heart.
When he saw his eldest brother joining the battle group, he immediately turned his attention back to Fatty.
No matter what the truth of the matter is, this kid can't escape his involvement. It's better to kill the spirit in heaven who sacrificed Master Keir first!
With this thought in mind, the Vulcan King stretched out a short red wooden stick and ran towards the fat man like lightning.
Then, he saw Fang Zheng holding a small blade and slicing it in the air like a lunatic.
As a high-level injection master, how could the Vulcan King care about a novice in the wind-gathering realm making false claims?
"Die!" he shouted, and the short stick surrounded by yellow flames hit the fat man's head.
With a loud bang, the Vulcan King hit the ground in front of the fat man with a stick, causing dust and smoke to fly everywhere, sparks flying, and a deep mark on the ground.
However, it is just a trace.
Although the fat man was protected by a barrier that was so light in color that he was almost invisible, he was pushed far away by the shock wave. He rolled several times in the air before landing awkwardly on the ground.
"Hey! Old, old boy! You are a crop farmer, oh, are you from a good background? You have no use for your strength, and earth, well, what's more serious?" The fat man panted and teased, limping towards the full house.
The Vulcan King looked horrified.
"You definitely didn't use wood-type injection techniques. How did you do it?" The Vulcan King asked in a deep voice while adjusting his breath quickly and recovering his arms that had been shaken to the point of losing consciousness.
"Haha! Which one are you specifically asking about? Was your stick deflected by the three chicken feet? Or why is the ground so hard?" The fat man couldn't restrain his pride and asked with a smile.
"Damn! Boss! Why are there only chicken feet? Well, that's the three-legged Golden Crow, okay? If you don't know anything, don't talk nonsense, okay?!" The Fire King complained with extreme dissatisfaction.