Chapter 142 Stupid

"Stupid? Haven't you felt the ants lurking in the sanctuary yet?" Fang Lang said with a smile, but his smile was indeed extraordinarily charming, like a rose with thorns.

Fang Lang is the most dangerous existence at this time. No matter how you want to avoid the battle, you have to go on, so why do you have to do endless things.

Go into self-exile, Tong Hu!

Fang Lang looked at Tong Hu and thought to himself, after the last jihad, you should already know how cruel it is!

Tong Hu, do you feel that you have become so cruel that people cannot judge? Do you know that what you see now is a poor wretch who is burdened with the hopes and despair of many companions.

They don't want the war to continue, and they don't want Tong Hu to lose his life in order to stop this battle that he couldn't organize. Life is important, and there is no need to waste it everywhere.

A once-in-a-lifetime treasure, don't give up easily, Tong Hu!

"Tong Hu!" Fang Lang said that facing Tong Hu is also very complicated. This stubborn old guy is actually very cute. After all, he has fought for his belief and destiny for more than 240 years.

Now he is the most respectable existence, and there is nothing that can change the fact.

There are not many people who can do this because of their own beliefs, not to mention many people have almost forgotten what belief is.

The instinct of human beings in battle is also what human beings care about the most. Things that are clearly forgotten, but always missed.

I really don't understand why there is such an idea, don't you know that the current battle is not a battle between beliefs?

This is a battle of desire and absolute power. It is no longer an ordinary battle. It has been sublimated to the point where gods participate in the battle. So, as a mortal, Tong Hu still doesn't understand? This is no longer comparable to the original jihad.

The most deadly thing is now, the enemy is not a weaker character at all, she is the strongest known hidden in the age of mythology—Qitiandi!

It is impossible for mortals to appear Long Aotian who "I cannot help my fate". Even Seiya Ye can't do this loss and illusion. When they meet the gods, they can only resist and struggle to death, even if they put on the sacred clothes. Can only accept the reality of death.

No one can really fight against the gods, no one can defeat that guy, at least humans can't!

"Fang Lang, you don't need to say too much, I have already thought about my approach, so please kill me, or I won't let you leave the Lion Palace in Aiolia!" Tong Hu said expressionlessly, holding a spear He is really not a character that is easy to solve. He is like a heroic warrior, fighting for his own ideas, even if the enemy is one he has never seen and has never resisted.

"You are stupid, Tong Hu, you know, now is not the time for you to be willful!" Fang Lang said that he was speechless. He did not expect Tong Hu's decision to be like this. Although he admired Tong Hu, he would fight to the death There is no way to avoid it.

"Do you want me to follow you?" Tong Hu said with a smile, and the spear in his hand answered.

The golden spear stabbed Fang Lang fiercely. This is a spear skill that Xinghua did not use-Hundred Birds Chaotianque!

"Small skills!" Fang Lang danced the trident. He didn't dare to underestimate Tong Hu. It's impossible for an old guy who has been popular for more than two hundred and forty years not to know that fighting requires skill and scheming.

The marksmanship of Bainiao Chaotianque is dozens of times stronger than the tricks used by Xinghua. Tong Hu's sophistication with the gun and the control of the small universe are incomparable to Xinghua.

"Xinghua, this is the last lesson the teacher will teach you, please read it carefully!" Tong Hu shouted violently, the spear in his hand picked up speed, while Xiaoyu controlled it precisely, without wasting any of his strength .

It was just right to make Fang Lang depressed. After all, it was beyond what he could think of. The old Tong Hu didn't exaggerate his marksmanship at all, and Hia deliberately took out a less powerful one and handed it to Xinghua!

Scheming, this old man's scheming is really unstoppable!

"Tong Hu! Go away obediently!" Fang Lang also roared, and the trident in his hand shook violently!

"Ping!"

Tong Hu's spear was shaken away, and Fang Lang took this opportunity to kick it hard.

Tong Hu is a veteran of fighting, so why can't he see what Tong Hu is thinking, so he knows Fang Lang's style of play.

While Fang Lang raised his leg, Tong Hu bent down, and the spear circled behind his back.

"Tsk, what a difficult old guy!" Fang Lang, who was about to approach Tong Hu's body, had to step back, and the trident returned to him. In the next battle, unless he uses the power of his god, otherwise, he will not be able to win with his eighth sense!

Tong Hu waved his hand. He saw Fang Lang who was backing away, and nodded with a smile.

"Are you mocking me?" Fang Lang asked softly, mocking, you really think highly of yourself.

Don't you feel that I don't need to be too troublesome if I want to kill you? If it wasn't for getting used to the Seagod Trident earlier, would I be wasting time?

Fang Lang was very upset, was Tong Huzhu trying to irritate him?

There is no need for this at all, because the skills he uses have no other options other than instant killing him!

"Fang Lang, look at the trick! Don't use Qianlong!" Tong Hu suddenly made an attack at this time, and his whole body became one with the golden spear, transforming into one

A golden dragon rushed straight over.

"Is this the strongest move you put under the box?" Looking at the golden dragon rushing towards him, Fang Lang said expressionlessly, this made him unmoved at all, and it couldn't cause him any harm at all!

"Hmph! You can try it!" Tong Hu said with a smile, his skills have been improved after a long time of tempering! ..