The strongest flame messenger, the demon king was so scared that he knelt down and begged for mercy

Chapter 62: Beat Lanslo!

Lanslo was puzzled: "Dad, do we really have to solve the problem this way?"

The head of the Lan family said disdainfully: "They are the only two families that can rely on their supernatural powers to suppress us. Don't they allow us to fight back?"

Lanslo wanted to say something, but he felt an astonishing wave of fighting power coming from downstairs.

When he came to the floor-to-ceiling window to check, Lanslo found that there seemed to be a fire burning downstairs, which was extremely dazzling!

"Dad, it seems that I need to take care of the next thing." Lanslo said when he saw this.

The head of the Lan family also knew that if Zhiyu was not stopped, someone might die today.

"Remember, that kid has great talent. If you can make friends with him, you don't have to fight him."

Lanslo nodded, then disappeared in an instant.

On the other hand, Zhiyu was slowly moving towards Mu Qing, frightened and collapsed to the ground, muttering, "How... is it possible? How can you be so strong!"

Taiyang still wanted to persuade Zhiyu to stop and not kill him.

But Zhiyu's pupils were blazing, and his whole body looked like a small furnace, which was extremely creepy.

Although he did not have an explosive combat power index, Zhiyu at this moment gave people a sense of obstacle that they could not look directly at.

It's just like.

Looking at God?!

Mu Qing was terrified. He quickly waved his hands and begged for mercy, hoping that Zhiyu would let him go.

Zhiyu's expression became distorted.

He seemed to hear a voice calling him from deep within his heart.

kill him!

Zhiyu wanted to suppress the sound and the sudden impulse in his body.

However, he still couldn't help but attack Mu Qing.

With a bang, just as Zhiyu's fist fell, it hit the fist of a figure.

The two of them took half a step back, and Zhiyu recognized the person in front of him at a glance.

"Lancelot?"

Lanslo was very confused. He and Zhiyu had never met before, so why did the other party know him?

When Taiyang saw that it was his cousin, he immediately walked up to him with a smile and said, "Cousin, why did you come down?"

Lansloe's face was calm as he said calmly, "If I hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid the Mu family's young master would have been dead by now."

Before Taiyang could explain, Lanslo shouted at Zhiyu, "You, private fighting is prohibited at the venue, and you dare to hurt the young master of the Mu family."

Zhiyu didn't want to explain at all. His eyes became colder as he looked at Lanslo.

There is just no place to release the desire to kill.

Here comes a practicer.

"What do you want?" Lanslo saw that Zhiyu didn't answer, and the other party was even slowly walking towards him.

He immediately took out the Ghost Wolf Knife, and Lanslo's combat power index soared wildly.

【! 】

Twelve thousand points?

too weak.

Zhiyu said coldly: "I'm very unhappy today, let's fight."

Taiyang quickly stood in front of the two men, "What are you going to do? Don't fight!"

With a whoosh, Zhiyu and Lansluo disappeared from the spot in an instant.

In an open space not far from the building, Zhiyu and Lansluo stood facing each other.

Lanslo, with blue supernatural powers all over his body, held the Ghost Wolf Knife in his hand, and his combat power index began to fluctuate.

It finally settled at 15,000 points.

It turns out that he is a guy who relies on cheats.

Zhiyu said disdainfully, "How dare you, with just a Ghost Wolf Blade, show off your prowess in front of me?"

Lanslo said, "Stop talking nonsense and do what you can."

"Let's get started."

With a swish, Lanslo teleported and attacked Zhiyu.

His speed was so fast that it could not be caught by the naked eye.

But in Zhiyu's eyes, it was too slow.

When Lanslo chopped down with his sword, he saw no trace of Zhiyu.

what? !

Lanslo didn't expect that the other party's speed would surpass his own.

Do not!

He didn't even use his true strength at the beginning.

"Where are you looking?"

With a bang, Lanslo subconsciously took out the Ghost Wolf Knife to block.

Zhiyu fell from the sky and punched the sword with the power of the ghost wolf.

It is indeed a divine artifact that can resonate with King Arthur's Sword in the Stone.

But in Zhiyu's eyes, no matter how many magical weapons there are, they are all the same.

The two sides distanced themselves from each other, and Lanslo could only feel his arms shaking wildly, his face full of disbelief.

The Hand of Ares in Zhiyu's hand emitted a faint white light, and his entire body was wrapped in flames.

"Who are you?!" Lanslo asked.

Zhiyu didn't waste any words and took a step forward: "You're done, it's my turn, right?"

Whoosh!

Lanslo hurriedly raised the Ghost Wolf Knife in front of him to block.

Zhiyu's figure did not appear in front of him.

No! Behind!

Lanslo swung the Ghost Wolf Knife and chopped continuously, and Zhiyu approached him without giving him a chance to react.

The fist light hit the Ghost Wolf Sword hard, and the continuous heavy blows put great pressure on Lanslo.

"So strong!" Lanslo whispered.

Of course, this is not the end.

Only then did Zhiyu truly unleash his full combat power index.

【! 】

Feeling an indescribable sense of oppression, Lanslo's face looked extremely ugly.

This was the strongest opponent he had ever encountered in his life, bar none.

Zhiyu slowly raised his hand and said indifferently: "I've been wanting to beat you up for a long time."

With a swish, Zhiyu turned into a flaming afterimage and disappeared from the spot.

In the following time, Lanslo used the strongest swordsmanship in his life to try to compete with Zhiyu, who had turned into an afterimage.

After several rounds, Lanslo was exhausted and could not resist at all.

"You are too weak."

Zhiyu flashed forward and punched Lanslo hard in the chest while he was gasping for breath.

Lanslo did not spurt blood, but instead took more than ten steps back.

Zhiyu ignored Lanslo's shocked expression and said indifferently, "You act so high and mighty every day, but you act so deadpan when you meet everyone. It's really annoying to watch."

Lanslo clearly remembered that he didn't know the boy in front of him at all.

Why does he hate himself so much?

Taiyang finally arrived and quickly grabbed Zhiyu's arm, "Zhiyu! Stop hitting him, he's my cousin!"

The murderous intent in Zhiyu's heart faded away, and he said calmly: "I know."

Watching Zhiyu leave, Lanslo wanted to stop him, but the intense pain made him half-kneel on the ground.

Sun went forward to check on Lanslo's injuries.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Taiyang asked anxiously.

Lanslo shook his head, he knew Zhiyu did not kill.

Otherwise, with his amazing fighting power, he would not be able to withstand the power of his punch at all.

It can be said that in the current Golden Time and Space, how many young people can be his rivals?

It can definitely be ranked among the top.

Moreover, Lanslo was very unwilling to accept his defeat.