Two Dimensional Journey

"Oh, I also know that I was once a companion of Intikes..." Steel was taken aback, but then he showed an indifferent expression. See 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Net

But at this time.

"Lan Sword!" Zhang Xiang violently swung the'Shadow Demon Blade' that suddenly appeared in his hand, and sprayed a blue sword aura from it, rushing in the direction of Steier.

With the sound of ‘Peng’, a powerful flame burst out around Steyr, intercepting the blue sword energy that was shot at him.

The raging flames seemed to be thousands of degrees high.

However, even with such a strong flame, the flame is inherently unsuitable for defense.

After resisting it for a while, it was broken by Zhang Xiang's angry launch of blue sword aura, passing by Steele's ear, and taking away a few strands of red hair from the opponent.

At the same time, it seemed that it was because Zhang Xiang broke through the flame shield.

There was a crisp sound from something in Steele's arms.

"This trick is just a warning. The next trick will not take into account that you used to be the companion of Inticus. It will directly attack your heart." Zhang Xiang's scarlet writing wheels stared at each other with The cold words said to the other party.

"Oh, is it?" Still lowered his head slightly, and laughed.

"In that case, I don’t have to worry about the crowds, so I’ll report my magic name here. My real name is Steer, and my magic name is FortiS93l, which means, “I’m the strongest here. The reason'!" Steele said with a smile.

And as his voice fell, he spit out the cigarette he was holding in the direction of Zhang Xiang.

An orange line followed the cigarette and attacked Zhang Xiang. Look. Wool. Line. Chinese. Text. Net

"TIAFIMH (I have fire in my hand), IHTSOTS (its shape is a sword), AIHTR (its office is convicted) -..." After Steer whispered the spell, the orange lines exploded with a crash and turned into scattered The orange flame flew towards Zhang Xiang.

Then, it was almost as if the fire hose was filled with gasoline and ignited, and a straight flame sword appeared.

However, Zhang Xiang didn't pay attention to these flying flames and the sword of flame that descended not far above his head.

Because he knew these were just appetizers.

This level of flames can't help him at all.

"PurisazNaupizGebo (gift for giving giant pain)!" A more powerful red-yellow flame suddenly emerged from the void, turning it into a more powerful source of energy for the flame sword in the opponent’s hand, completely destroying him The temperature of the flame sword in his hand has pushed up to a more powerful level.

But at the same time, the shape of the Flame Sword became more distorted, and the intensity of the flame conflict within it became more than several times stronger.

Then, Steele relentlessly waved the flame sword in his hand and slashed it down in the direction of Zhang Xiang.

"Turn me into the fuel of the flame hell!" There was a cold expression on Steele's face.

That's right, he was already murderous.

As a member of the British Puritan Special Forces Necessary Evil Church, he does not have the kindness and hesitation that ordinary people should have.

Subject to actual results, he uses a theory similar to "using deception, blackmail, torture, or violence to destroy the enemy by all means."

Not to mention, Zhang Xiang is still an ‘enemy’ standing in front of him.

So, at the moment his words fell, the speed of the hot flame sword in his hand increased several times, the flame sword lost its shape, and everything around it exploded like a volcanic eruption.

Heat waves, flashes, explosions, and black smoke were everywhere.

"Is it going too far?" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Steel muttered to himself, looking at the scene that looked like dozens of catties of TNT exploding.

In front of him, his vision was completely obscured by black smoke and flames.

However, he was not worried about whether his move would kill Zhang Xiang.

Because, the blow just now was a flame **** of 3,000 degrees Celsius, and human flesh would "melt" before it "burns" when it encounters a high temperature of more than 2,000 degrees.

He was convinced that the fate of the person in front of him must be the same as the metal lamppost that melted into maltose shape, like a large piece of chewing gum that someone spit on the wall of the student dormitory, and it was inseparable from the wall.

"Really? For the surrounding environment, it is indeed too much." Zhang Xiang's faint voice rang.

"What?" Steer's eyes widened suddenly, searching for Zhang Xiang's location quickly.

Then, through the red-yellow flames and black smoke in the flame hell, he saw that on the other side of the flame hell, standing on the wall of the student dormitory several meters above the ground.

Of course, Zhang Xiang would not be so stupid as to choose the wall of the student dormitory directly above the Flame Hell.

In that case, he would probably suffer from the burning of thousands of temperature flames.

"Does it exceed the speed of the line of sight reaction?" Stil opened his eyes suddenly, looking at Zhang Xiang standing on the wall with some horror.

This magic called the ‘flaming sword’ was used by him, so he understood.

When I finally swung the'flaming sword' over, but using the principle of flame explosion, first detonated the flames of the flame sword in the opposite direction, so that the bursting force pushed the speed of the flame sword in his hand to increase instantly. It's several times.

The speed at that instant was already in the range of the speed of sound.

Then, all the flame power contained in it burst out in one breath.

Therefore, if there is no such approach, or even speed beyond the speed of sound, it is absolutely impossible to avoid such a trick.

But the existence that can reach the speed of sound with the flesh, in his memory, only the saint can reach this speed.

Of course, this refers to the saint who does not have the liberation of the stigmata. If the saint is liberated, the speed of the saint can even reach several times the supersonic speed.

But immediately, Steele calmed down.

As a genius magician who completely analyzed the existing 24 characterrunes and developed 6 new runes with new powers, how could he come to a conclusion based on these things alone.

Saints, but there are fewer than twenty in the world, how could it be so easy to meet them.

Moreover, he didn't know whether the opponent had just used a special ability or just broke through the speed of sound with his body.

If relying on special abilities, he would not be afraid at all, because as far as magic is concerned, he knew that at least a few magics could do similar things.

It's just that, at such a fast speed, whether the body can withstand it.

More importantly, he has a proof that it is impossible for a capable person to become a saint.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel relieved.