Chapter 61 Xinghua's Self-Created Skills
"You can't beat me, Xinghua."
Fang Lang said with a smile.
"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you say that Saints are used to perform miracles?"
Xinghua said indifferently, and at the same time replaced the shield in his hand with a golden sword.
Holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, he is a vivid image of an ancient warrior.
"Xinghua, it seems that you still don't understand, I am an existence that you cannot surpass."
The corner of Fang Lang's mouth outlined Xinghua's most familiar smile.
That was the smile that Fang Lang only had when he specially trained other people and led him to practice.
Hell's smile, devilish existence.
The guide Fang Lang will lead you to experience the life in hell, enjoy it!
"Don't smile like that!"
The sword in his left hand stabbed fiercely, and at the same time blocked the shield in front of him, for fear that Fang Lang would make any powerful attack.
"That shield of yours. It's useless at all!"
Fang Lang watched Xinghua's movements and laughed. Knowing that the battle of the Saint Seiya is useless by relying on external objects, why don't you understand it?
It seems that Tong Hu's teaching didn't have much effect, Xinghua, you still need me as a guide.
Since you still don't know the principles and combat experience of a saint, then I, the guide, will teach you how to fight!
Thinking in his heart, Fang Lang opened his fists slightly, and the small universe began to burn.
They were stunned by the move to the next house, Miro's palace in the Scorpio Palace, Seiya's reaction was the most gaffe, he never thought that his hell instructor would be so terrifying.
This small universe can hardly feel the edge. Is this small universe really something that humans can have?
Seiya and the others felt what the real universe is from Fang Lang's small universe. Compared with the small universe they burned, it was like a firefly compared to a bright moon.
There is no comparison at all. They are of the same age as the golden saints they met, but they surpass them by a lot. This kind of guy is really abnormal.
Really, will my own class be in danger?
After all, my sister Zaiqiang will not be Mr. Fang Lang's opponent.
Seiya thought to himself that he didn't have any confidence in his sister. After all, his sister's guide was Mr. Fang Lang. No matter how you looked at it, Mr. Fang Lang knew her better than her sister.
Thinking of this, Seiya swallowed a mouthful of spit. After all, even if his sister really betrayed Athena, she would not have the idea of killing her.
If Mr. Fang Lang really killed the sister who betrayed Athena, the sister would have no chance of life.
Scratching his hair in distress, Seiya looked at Binghe on his back and Shun, Zilong who followed closely behind.
They fought desperately to come up, and they couldn't retreat.
After looking at the flames on the clock tower, Seiya gritted his teeth and ran forward fiercely.
As long as you run to the Pope's Palace early, you can come back, at least you can prevent Fang Lang from killing his sister.
Sister, you must support me until I come.
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Fang Lang looked at Xinghua who was barely keeping up with the rhythm in front of him, and smiled.
He didn't use much strength at all. He didn't believe that Xinghua would be able to keep up. After all, that old Tong Hu would not like this exciting style of play more than himself. After all, Tong Hu's Lushan Bailongba could be used as a range attack.
"Xinghua, I have to speed up the pace of the next battle, so don't fail to keep up." Fang Lang said in a slightly teasing tone. After all, he still has the strength to deal with Xinghua who is completely enraged of.
By the way, Xinghua, why are you throwing out your weapon so desperately? Am I really just pulling hatred like this!
Fang Lang looked sad, and the hearts of the people he led in were madly attacking him.
Fang Lang couldn't stand it any longer. What kind of enmity between me and you, what kind of resentment, you bastard, obviously shouldn't have drawn any conclusions to yourself, but in the end I thought about the result in a mean way, am I really mean? ?
Sure enough, I hate you guys!
By the way, Fang Lang, now is not the time to go offline!
Fang Lang's expression was as innocent as he wanted. He didn't think he had provoked her, Xinghua, in the past six years since he went to the underworld.
"Hmph, don't be too arrogant, let me show you what a real golden saint is!" Xinghua suddenly ignited the small universe, pay attention, this time Xinghua did not roughly control the burning of the small universe, Xinghua This time, I thoroughly used all the methods I learned from Tong Hu.
This can reduce the rough application of skills, and even increase your own damage to the enemy in disguise.
"Really? Then let me see what you have learned from Tong Hu." Fang Lang made a handsome backflip, and slammed down hard with a whip leg. See how far the girl I recommended to Tong Hu has grown to.
"Huh!" Xinghua looked at Fang Lang in front of him with disdain, just playing tricks, even if you are strong, if you eat the strongest skill I have learned from the eighth sense head-on, you will also be injured, and then don't blame me for dying hands!
Fang Lang looked at Xinghua's face and smiled slightly. He saw something on Xinghua's face, and he felt that Xinghua must have opened something to take pictures.
Looks like this is going to be a whetstone for her original skills, check out her new skills
Could there be any flaws.
"Look at the trick, it's called balance!"
Xinghua threw the weapons in both hands to the sky, and the whole person opened his arms and rushed towards him.
"What the hell? What can you do like this?" Fang Lang looked impatiently at the flaws in Xinghua's body.
But looking at the look on Xinghua's face, Fang Lang was still seriously preparing to defend, after all, he couldn't hurt Xinghua, right?
She was the one who decided to make her a saint, and it was he who secretly helped Tong Hu decide to hand over the golden holy cloth of Libra to Xinghua. ..