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When he found out that Mo Fan really didn't have a contract beast, he couldn't help laughing. The whole school knew about the challenge, and if he ended the big devil completely, it would be a great improvement to his reputation, and the family would pay more attention to him. Zhao Ji knew that Mo Fan did not have much fighting power, and he did not give Mo Fan too much chance to breathe. The middle magic of the fire department was already burning on his right fist. Before igniting the middle level magic, a cambered light shield appeared all over his body, and the golden light formed a 360-degree protection, in which he was perfectly guarded. Mo Fan's primary magic is powerful, but it can not open Zhao Ji's light defense, plus this Zhao Ji is using the spirit level of light, defense ability is much stronger. What Mo Fan hates most is the mage who cultivates both fire and earth. Similarly, the light system, which is famous for its defensive ability, is also what Mo Fan dislikes most. Light magic can even perfectly restrain his shadow power. Qianjun-Thunderbolt-Yaksha! Mo Fan directly used the ability of the middle order, pointing obliquely to the night sky, a purple and black thundercloud quickly appeared above Zhao Ji, with Mo Fan's fingertips flashing with thunder, a rough purple and black thunderbolt in the thundercloud hit the ground with a dazzling blast. In the middle of the fall, the thunder and lightning split into countless forked lightning,die casting parts, like a black talon tearing open the space, and the space trembled with this force. Thunderbolt-Yaksha's power is amazing, can be regarded as the most powerful magic besides the fierce fist-nine palaces, but this cunning Zhao Ji seems to be deliberately luring Mo Fan to use the middle level magic that consumes magic energy. When he saw the thunderbolt appear, he extinguished all the flames on his right fist for the first time, and quickly drew the magic of the light system. Guang You-Mural! A golden ray of light weaves rapidly above Zhao Ji, turning into a golden suspended light wall with a curved surface. The power of the thunderbolt fell on the wall of the holy light,Steel investment casting, but it seemed to be absorbed, and the roar of the group, which was enough to cause a great destructive effect, was suddenly and quietly dissolved. The purple and black thunder and lightning were constantly decomposed and turned into countless filamentous shapes, which spread all over the huge Guangyou-painted wall. Gradually, these filamentous thunder and lightning began to disappear, and finally all of them were melted. You want to kill me in one go? How much strength do you have left to fight with me after such a mid-level magic? Zhao Ji smiled insidiously. Mo Fan did not care about Zhao Ji's provocation, he stood in place, a pair of oil has run out of light. It's time to pay for your arrogance. Zhao Ji's right fist was burning again. The ring of flames spreading in all directions converged on his wrist as Zhao Ji's star map was drawn, and the energy on his wrist was about to gush out. Fierce Fist-Earth Evil Spirit! Zhao Ji is also a strong man with spiritual flame, and the power of his fierce fist belongs to the same level as Li Yujie's. The red flames lit up the field, and Mo Fan had to use the shield of the underworld, and kept retreating, trying to avoid the terrible power of the fierce fist, alloy die casting ,car radiator cap, the most central part of the earth. Although the Ming Li Shield withstood most of his strength, the hot petals still hit Mo Fan's body, and Mo Fan's beloved coat was quickly burned to ashes, revealing his scalded chest. The flame is full of Mo Fan's whole body, if he is not comfortable, he has the resistance of the flame, and his body has already been burned beyond recognition. What the shield can block is the huge energy that can burn a person's body to ashes. The spirit flame attached to Zhao Ji has a strong burning effect, but it can't resist it. Mo Fan was injured, and the flames made him grin with pain, and there were obvious signs of burns on several parts of his body. When Zhao Ji saw that he had been injured by himself, he had a smile on his face and felt that he was very close to victory. His blessing-the mural has disappeared, in this case, he only needs to give Mo Fan a punch, the battle is completely over. There was still a large dazzling flame burning in the arena, and Mo Fan, who had displayed his shield, stood in the red, and the light of the fire reflected a strange smile on his face.
Suddenly, a spear in the shield flew out of the center of the shield without warning! This is the counterattack effect of Ming Li Shield, Ming Li Backstab! It passed through the flower that was burning, and in the blink of an eye it appeared in front of Zhao Ji, who was somewhat proud. Like a cold sword that pierced the dark night, it cut through the flaming red area, and Zhao Ji, who was still proud of it, did not notice it at all. When the cold that could penetrate everything came, he cried out. Rock barrier! On the referee's seat, a brown element appeared in the hands of teacher Wei Rong, who reacted very quickly. Almost no one saw him draw a star map, and a rock barrier appeared in front of Zhao Ji. ? 。 ? The Ming Li anti-stab mercilessly penetrated the rock defense, and the tip of the part almost pierced Zhao Ji's face. Zhao Ji's cold sweat came out crazily, his body froze there, some incredible looking at the rock protection in front of him, and some frightened looking at the Ming Li anti-stab that almost killed him. Zhao Ji, if it is in the face of demons, you have already died. You lost. Come down. Wei Rong snorted coldly. Zhao Ji a lost look, how did he not think that Mo Fan, who had no fighting power, would be dying like a scorpion, because of a little slack, he lost this crucial challenge. Baidu cloud search, search novel is convenient to http://www.pan58.com. He raised his head and saw Mo Fan, who had obvious burns on his body. He forced up a little dignity after the defeat and said, "It's enough to let him get hurt." Chapter 427 of the main text is afraid of this transfer student. Updated: 2016-07-14 10:12:02 Words: 2712 The students of the Fire Court were sad,metal stamping parts, and they did not expect that even Zhao Ji, the strongest challenger, would be defeated. .。 autoparts-dx.com