Chapter 2245 Buddha's Farewell
On the circular outer corridor, two masters of the Buddha's Farewell Pagoda blocked the intruders. One of them was holding a bone sickle, wearing bone armor, and a gold chain hanging on his body. There are golden skulls with long hair and white beard; another man wears a gold ring on his head, wears thick armor, and has a sheep's head on his left and right shoulders.
"Don't do anything you regret." Bing Zhixie stood in the strong wind outside the tower, her magic robe moving in the wind, and a pure black magic ball with silver patterns floating faintly beside her.
"You should reflect on this sentence." The middle-aged man with a golden ring and a sheep's head crossed his hands on his chest and closed his eyes.
The two sides stopped talking and had nothing to say, just waiting for the next moment of battle.
Bing Zhixie took the lead and the two Buddha Tower masters opened their eyes to fight back at the same time. The flying ice, the fleeting figures, scattered among them, the outcome can be determined by just one move!
The cold light on Bing Zhixie’s fingers gradually disappeared, and the two people behind him showed disbelief in their eyes.
"How... is this possible..." The old man holding the bone scythe still maintained his fighting posture. The ice mark on his body continued to deepen. His body was penetrated by the deep cold, and it quickly formed from the outside to the bones. Ice, and then three layers of ice exploded, and the old man staggered and fell on the corridor.
Another middle-aged man wearing thick armor had his chest and abdomen pierced by three ice picks at the same point. He gritted his teeth and sweat fell in the cold wind. The fear in his heart was even more chilling than the cold wind. : "...What...what a powerful magic power, how could this young man..."
Bing Zhixie jumped into the air on his tiptoes, ignored the two injured people, and headed towards the tower.
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In the room at the end, the walls and floors were covered with traces of domineering cuts. Garland took a breath and shook off the blood attached to the sword. The two brothers with dwarfism and gigantism were lying in a pool of blood moaning.
Garland asked: "Tell me where Humea is? I can spare your lives."
The wound on the throat of the gigantic brother was bleeding out. Can't hear clearly. The brother with dwarfism said: "I... don't know who you are talking about."
"A girl with long green hair, in her early twenties, was sold by a Sabanta merchant."
"I have never seen such a woman." The brother with dwarfism said.
"She must be here." Garland asked again: "Where is Prince Fobie?"
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On the fourteenth floor of Fobie Tower, several people Those with the Sulla emblem painted on their foreheads gathered here, and some guards drew their swords and looked at the white-haired young man who came in from the door as if they were facing an enemy.
Bing Zhixie glanced at the people in the room, and then looked at the gorgeous and exquisitely decorated room. There were several portraits of red-haired men and other figures hanging on the wall: "This is the room of Prince Fobie. Prince. Where? ”
None of the Sulas spoke, and the guards all showed fear on their faces.
Bing Zhixie: "Do you have to take action before you say anything?"
The Sulas were frightened and angry, and suddenly someone shouted loudly: "Defend Prince Fobie to the death!"< br>
The others gathered their courage and shouted: "I will defend Prince Fobie to the death!" Everyone rushed forward, and Bing Zhixie held up a ball of cold breath in his palm to fight with them.
The strength of these people is not weak. Even if they are placed in imperial cities like Debiles and Hindmore, they can still have a place. But what they faced was Celeste Bingzhixie~!
There are also those in Sura who major in ice magic, and the magic power is quite impressive: "Ice Love·Hundred Chains·Breaking Kill~!"
Bing Zhixie responded with the same magic, the same moves , the power is very different. Ice Fasula was rushed more than ten meters, smashed the corundum pillar in the room, vomited blood and fell to the ground.
The faces of the others changed with shock, and their timidity increased even more.
The so-called Sulla is not just a scholar. In addition to being a true religious code, "The Record of Divine Will" is also a magic book. Hidden in the book is the practice of enhancing magic. All knights who use magic, Both mages and magicians can enhance themselves in this way. These Sulas have all studied the magic book of "Dafa Shen Yi Lu" and have more advantages than ordinary mages. But even so, most of them have difficulty in accepting the two magic moves of the white-haired young man, and the two moves are the most powerful. Ordinary magic.
At this time, a vast and pure force of unsystematic magic bombarded me. Bingzhixie held up the ice shield in his palm to catch it, but was shocked and slid back half a meter: "Well, there is such a thing. Magic power!" He stared at the direction of the magic blast with a focused expression.
On the ceiling at the far end of the hall, there was a magic light array intertwined with the bustling paintings. A naked and slender foot slowly descended from the ceiling, and then a black and red robe was revealed, a thin man. The golden-red divine light exuded from the whole body slowly descended, and the blood and hair were flying in the abundant magic power. "Prince..." the people in the fight shouted.
Bing Zhixie saw that this man looked a bit like himself, but it was not obvious in the portrait, and he looked even thinner in person.
Fobie sank down gently and slowly, one foot dropped to the ground with his toes, and one foot was tucked into his robe, hanging low in the air without touching the ground. In a feminine tone, he said coldly: "Stop."
"Are you Prince Fobie?"
Fobie said: "I have no name, Fobie is just a nickname."
Bing Zhixie felt uncomfortable with the way he spoke, and said bluntly: "I came here to find someone."
"I know your reason for coming."
"Please hand the person back to me. We will leave immediately without disturbing you again."
Fo was silent for two or three seconds. Just say: "No."
Bingzhi Xiexuan raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean? Do you also want to say that she is not here?"
Fobie said: "She is in the Buddhabie Pagoda, but I can't hand her over to you."< br>
"Why?"
Fobie did not answer directly, but said: "I will ask you to fight. If you lose, please leave and never mention this matter again."
< br>Bing Zhixie asked: "Did I win?"
"You can kill me."
"I won't kill you, I only want people."
Fobie said indifferently: "I can die, but people can't give me anything."
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Bing Zhixie was greatly surprised: "Why, can you tell me the reason?"
Fobie didn't say anything.
Bing Zhixie secretly pondered. After just a few words of conversation, this prince of Fobie didn't seem like a villain. Why would he rather fight to the death than hand over someone who had nothing to do with him? Is there something special about Humea that is important to him?
At this moment, Garland, Gale, Silio and Mo Fox arrived one after another.
Haifeng pointed and said: "That's Fobie, catch him, don't be afraid that he won't make friends."
"Who dares to touch the prince!" Everyone nervously guarded Fobie.
Fobie waved his arm gently, and an invisible force pushed the people around him away: "It doesn't matter, whether it's one-on-one or one-on-four, I can fight."
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Bing Zhixie thought that he could arrest the person first. Even if Fobie was unwilling to hand over the person, he could still force his men to hand over Xiumiya, so he said to Gale and the others: "You watch the others, I will challenge him to a duel."< br>
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(End of this chapter)