The middle-aged man's face was flushed and red, and he kept twisting and struggling. His voice roared hoarsely: "Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, I want to take on the task..." Chen Fang stood coldly in the distance, suddenly sighed, shook his head disappointedly, and said, "Oh, my mind is numb, and I have become a useless person.

I thought there was a glimmer of hope.

I don’t know who you are, but what I want to tell you is, don’t think that the God-forbidden sealing technique is unsolvable. As long as it is the sealing technique, there is no unsolvable in this world.”

Chen Fang turned around.

Behind the middle-aged man's body suddenly stopped struggling, and his face suddenly showed a look of horror. He looked at the young man who turned his back in a daze. His eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, just like a murderous aura that killed him from the deepest part of the numbness, tearing the numb fog out of thin air.

"etc!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs.

The heavy body stopped.

The middle-aged man shouted again: "What are you talking about just now?

You say it again?"

Chen Fang stopped looking at him this time and said coldly: "I will just ask again, are you willing to go with me?"

After saying this, he walked straight forward without looking back.

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you!"

The middle-aged man yelled.

The strong captain's nose was crooked.

What, I really didn't take him seriously as the leader.

What is this place? This is the Demon Hunter Guild, a place with rules.

Under the nose of a demon hunting group leader, you can leave as soon as you say?

Is it a big deal to be the leader of him?

The strong man's angry forehead rushed, his arms were squeezing hard, and he was cruel to twist the arms of the Sangmenxing, and then dragged them to the backyard to beat him up and sober him before he could tell.

He was hurt by his affairs at both ends and asked him to pay the victim with money. How could he get out of the anger in his heart if he didn't beat him hard?

Whoosh.

The middle-aged man's arms were twisted back and slipped out of the strangled leader like a swimming fish.

Then one hand passed through and hit it out from under the ribs, exactly the same as the method he had just released.

Bang.

A palm was printed in the middle of the chest of the strong leader, and the strong leader flew backwards for a long time, and fell on the hard bluestone ground.

The strong leader was stunned.

He still hasn't figured out what happened when he got two pummeles today.

Both palms hurt very much, but they are better because they are elusive and devilish. The ghostly parts are hard to guard against. He felt a flash in front of him and his whole body fell to the ground.

"Wait for me!"

Middle-aged people are about to chase Chen Fang.

The strong leader was so angry.

It would be fine if he was beaten by that young man just now, after all, he couldn't see what kind of strength he was. It might be that his strength was too high.

But suddenly I was hit by this coward again.

This is simply a great humiliation.

"What a waste, what a bad guy, I was actually slapped by him?"

"Damn, I'm too close just now. He must have happened to be confused and caught me off guard. Why would I insult him properly? What kind of face does this commander have to do in the future?"

The strong leader was jealous and brave. He bounced his legs and walked out with a steadily. His claws were like hooks, piercing the air with sparks, and the fierce wind grabbed the middle-aged man.

"Thunder Dragon, you are looking for death. If you don't beat you up and destroy me today, I will not be the leader of the regiment..." Before the strong leader could finish his words, the middle-aged man in blood suddenly turned around and shot his feet like lightning.

Bang.

He kicked the strong leader in the neck.

With a crisp sound, the team leader almost kicked off the head.

The strong leader fell sideways with the kick like a broken sack and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man kicked his other foot out again, hitting his chin.

The strong leader lay on the ground, slid back along the force on his chin, dragged a long strip of Mars on the bluestone floor, and then hit the guild's big wall.

The wall swayed with a bang, and the strong captain's head hit a bag with a fist.

Everyone in the square was stunned.

That useless waste suddenly had such a powerful divine power. A dignified demon hunting leader was vulnerable under his hands.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the power displayed by the down-and-out middle-aged man is not strong, and it is even just at the level of the second and third-level demon lords.

His fists and feet did not hurt the leader as much as they imagined.

However, the martial arts realm contained in that punch is extremely profound. The demon hunting team leader can make the opponent have no power to fight back just by making every move.

Many people looked at this middle-aged man and their eyes changed.

Chen Fang finally turned his head and nodded at the middle-aged man and said, "Fortunately, you didn't disappoint me."

The middle-aged man's eyes turned red, and his forehead was beating violently. He clenched his fists and clenched again and again. His hair was spreading, and his eyes emitted a terrifying light.

He asked in a nearly hoarse voice: "What did you say just now, please say it again."

Chen Fang said lightly: "Does a mere God-forbidden sealing technique make you desperate?

It’s so stupid. There is no seal in this world that cannot be broken. You can’t untie it, but you haven’t found a way.”

The light in the middle-aged man's eyes surged. He never expected that this young man really knew the seal on him.

This made his heart that had been frozen for countless years loose.

"There are too few people who understand divine arts in the nearby star field. This young man can actually see the divine sealing technique."

"No one in this city knows me, and I am so down and out, even if my acquaintances don't recognize me in person, this young man would never know my situation in advance. Could it be that he could see that he also understands magical skills?"

The middle-aged man had a cold war, his eyes were like fire, staring at Chen Fang tightly, and said hoarsely: "I have worked hard for decades, searching for countless superiors, and they have knelt in front of a strong man's mountain gate for several months, but in the end no one has any way to seal me.

Everyone said that this seal has no solution except the caster.”

“That’s fart.”

Shen Fang's face full of disdain.

"If they can't solve it, they say there is no solution?

Can those who are superior do something other than misleading others?"

"You, you..." The middle-aged man wiped away the blood from his nose, and looked at Chen Fang's eyes getting brighter and brighter.

Chen Fang said lightly: "If you believe me, you will follow me. If you can't believe me, then forget it."

Slowly turned around again.

This time, the middle-aged man took one step forward without hesitation and followed Shen Fang's footsteps.

Dead horses are treated as live horses.
Chapter completed!