Regg was shocked and turned back in horror, but saw that the old man Sadron had risen directly into the sky, and the two demon spirit wings on his back were stretched out, and he flew towards him quickly.

Oops, it was discovered.

Regg let out a low voice, and made a quick decision in his heart, but he still did not show his fighting spirit wings to escape. Judging from the opponent's strength, he was obviously stronger than him. If he wanted to escape, he would definitely not be faster than him. He would definitely be caught up by the opponent, and his own strength would be exposed.

Regg decided to stay.

Reg turned his head and looked at Sadron who was flying quickly with a blank look on his face, thinking about how to deal with what might happen next.

Judging from the color of the Thad Dragon Fighting Spirit Wing, it should be a wind magician. I just don’t know how high the strength is. If it is at the sect level, it may be a little easier to deal with. If it enters the king level, it will be a big trouble.

Sadron quickly came to the top of Reg and landed about ten meters away from the opposite Reg. His eyes were staring at Reg, but he was holding a portrait in his hand.

"Senior, you are chasing me in a hurry, is there anything wrong?"

Sadron's face, which originally looked quite kind, showed a bit of ferociousness, shook the portrait in his hand in the wind and lit it out, but his eyes were staring at Reg like a snake: "You are Reg. Are you?"

Regg was shocked. The portrait was actually drawing his own appearance. Although he looked a little childish, Regg was sure at a glance that he was indeed drawing himself.

Several years have passed, and Reg's temperament has completely changed, but his appearance has not changed much. Although this painting is a little worse, not exactly the same as himself, you can still see it when you carefully identify it.

Looking at the portrait, Reg knew that he could no longer hide it, so he nodded calmly and said, "Yes, I am Reg. Fa. I don't need to say this, have you confirmed it?"

Sadron's face shook open the portrait and sneered, "Good boy, he's so cunning. He's actually lying to me, and he almost let you cheat. If you didn't think it looked familiar and looked at the portrait carefully, you would have escaped under my nose."

Regg shook his head and asked, "What do you want?"

Sadron snorted coldly: "How about it? Of course I caught you back. Are you a student of Aslang?"

Reg nodded and said, "Yes, he taught me to learn fighting spirit again. Why do you want to deal with him?"

Sadron stared at Reg, with a strange look in his eyes: "You are practicing the water-based Dou Qi Art. I don't know what the name of the Dou Qi Art you are practicing?"

Reg was secretly shocked. Sadron suddenly asked about the Fighting Qi Art that he had practiced. Could it be... he also suspected, or did he confirm that the Fighting Qi Art that he practiced was the Water Spirit Art in the legendary God-level Fighting Qi Art?

Regg remembered again when he saw Lambor, Lambor was stiff and seemed to be dead. He was obviously injured when he fought with someone. Could it be that he was injured in the hands of the Odin Sword Sect? This fighting qi technique also has something to do with the Odin Sword Sect?

Regg guessed quickly in his heart, but he replied straightforwardly: "I practice the Ice Art."

"Ice Art?" Sadron was slightly stunned, his face slightly strange, but then he stared at Reg fiercely and said, "You haven't lie to me?"

Regg shook his head and said, "I don't need to lie to you. I want to ask, why do you want to deal with Lambert?"

Sadron glanced at Reg up and down, and suddenly laughed and said, "You didn't learn any fighting spirit before you were eighteen years old. You started practicing after you were eighteen years old. Now in just three or four years, you have reached the level of a crazy fighting spirit master. It is also the water-based fighting spirit technique. I'm afraid that except for that fighting spirit technique, other fighting spirit techniques cannot be achieved at all..."

"Take your fighting qi skills and I will let you go."

Naturally, Reg could not hand over it. Even if he was a fake, he suddenly couldn't hand over a water-based Dou Qi Art called the Ice Art...

"The Fighting Qi Jue is with Lamb, and you haven't answered me yet. Why do you want to deal with Lamb?"

Sadron shook his head and said, "Boy, tell you, the Dou Qi Art you practiced is probably the legendary God-level Dou Qi Art Water Spirit Art. That old guy is willing to teach you such Dou Qi Art. If you didn't come back, we wouldn't find you. It's really a way in heaven and you don't have a way in hell. If you have no way, you can break in and surrender. Otherwise, you will suffer more and don't blame me."

Reg was shocked in his heart. It was indeed the Water Spirit Art!

The Ice Art that I practiced by myself is indeed the God-level Fighting Qi Art Shui Ling Art!

No wonder Lamb told himself not to leak the fighting qi skills he practiced. Even when he fought with others, there was danger of being exposed. If it was exposed, even the holy land would have a heart of *. It turned out that the real god-level fighting qi skills he practiced!

However, when Lambour told him the level of this Dou Qi Art, he did not say it clearly. I don’t know if Lambour really doesn’t know, or if he deliberately kept it from him...

Sadron said this, so Reg naturally understood that today it was not possible to get out of the predicament by saying it. If he was caught by this guy, he would probably be dead.

Reg suddenly remembered a question. Sadron was obviously ordered to wait for Lambert here. By the way, he investigated clearly and even described the portrait. But how many people know their details?

Regg was a little lucky that after leaving Bali, he had been studying forging in Uncle Tedlin's shop behind closed doors. Later, after meeting Mrs. Rose, he even put on a green bamboo mask and turned into green bamboo. Two years have passed, and the name of green bamboo has been known on the mainland, but no one knows that this green bamboo is the same person as Lambert's disciple who walked out of the deserted island.

If I had shown myself to others in my true face, I might have been brought to you by someone...

Regg was a little scared. By chance, he quietly escaped the past few years, but Regg did not expect that he would stand in a hostile position with the Holy Land so quickly.

So far, what Reg has come into contact with or heard of include the Odin Sword Sect, the Wan Beast Sect and the Leiyin Sect that snatched the Saint-level Fighting Qi Jue, the Hongmeng Sword Sect that opened in Qingzhu Villa, and the Fengxue Sect where Ice Bear has intersected...

It was precisely because of contact with these holy places that Regg knew more about the power of these holy places. Now Regg stood opposite the holy places and became an enemy of the Odin Sword Sect, which made Regg feel quite depressed for a moment.

Regg waved his sword in his hand and said, "I understand, you want to steal the fighting spirit skills of my practice, right? I won't let you succeed."

Sadron snorted coldly: "You can't help but be just a crazy fighter."

Thadron stretched out his hand, and a wind magic wand had appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and a wind magic shield had completely wrapped him up. With a casual swing, a wind blade shot out, cutting off a big tree next to him. As the tree slowly collapsed, Thadron sneered: "Are you going to face a level 5 demon sect with the strength of a crazy fighter?"

Level 5 Demon Sect?

Regg was relieved, but fortunately he had not entered the king level. Regg was very clear about the difference between the sect and king level. The strong men at the sect level still had a try, but if they were king level, the gap was too big.

Reg's advantage now is that the other party has no idea of ​​his background and only thinks he is a crazy fighter. If he uses it, he can give the other party a heavy blow. What's more, there are three star iron arrows in Reg's space ring, which is Reg's killer weapon.

Reg's body shot out like a gust of wind, but he shouted loudly from his mouth: "Even if that's the case, I still have to try it!"

A little sneer appeared on Thadron's face and a huge tornado was emitted. The power of this tornado was not as powerful as the death storm. However, in Thadron's idea, the tornado was enough to roll Reg into the sky, so that it would be convenient for him to catch the alive. After all, if you want to get the Dou Qi Jue, you have to take it out of his mouth.

The huge tornado swept towards Reg, but Reg threw away the ordinary long sword in his hand in an instant. The level 8 magic crystal demon-breaking giant sword suddenly appeared in Reg's hand.

Regg had already entered the sect level at this time, stimulating the energy stimulated by the level 8 magic crystal and the fighting spirit of Reg. The power of this demon-breaking giant sword was even more violent.

The Demon-Breaking Sword easily slashed the tornado, and Reg rushed towards the target Sadron with his sword.

To deal with a magician, you must keep the distance as close as possible so as not to give the other party any chance to breathe.

The pride on Sadron's original face suddenly solidified, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the Regg who rushed out like a demon god in disbelief.

The cold eyes, a face that was almost cold, was calm and almost indifferent. The huge black magic sword, the eighth-level magic crystal stinged Sadelong's eyes. Sadelong suddenly let out a strange scream and his body suddenly floated backwards.

Even though Sadron reacted quickly, Reg's huge magic sword had already hit his magic shield head-on.

The magic shield shattered and the sword was cut down, and it slashed past Sadron's body, bringing up a row of blood beads.

Sadron flew up quickly, and the pain had not yet reached his mind, but his heart was completely filled with fear and shock.

What's going on?

A crazy fighter actually has a level 8 magic crystal weapon!

A crazy fighter can actually cut through his magic shield!

Sadron flew away from the ground and felt a little more at ease. After all, the advantage of a sect-level strongman is that he can fly. As long as he goes into the sky, he cannot take the opportunity to catch up with him.

Sadron's heart was relaxed a little, but when he saw Reg's feet pausing, his body followed him tightly into the sky, and a pair of fighting spirit wings suddenly grew behind him, Sadron's heart almost stopped beating at this moment!
Chapter completed!