The quality trainer of the elf world

The residence of the Gojo family.

Qiye, who was dressed in student clothes, saw the scene in the sky just after arriving home, and even heard Feng Mian's words.

She ran to the grass excitedly and found that her parents and everyone else were nervously looking at the figure in the sky. After all, what happened just now was related to the lives of everyone in Raven City.

"Dad, I told you that Feng Mian is not a thief! He is that person's disciple, how could he do such a thing." Nanaba ran to Gojojia Tsunekawa and excitedly took Gojojia Tsunekawa's arm and shook it.

Gojo's Tsunekawa didn't speak, just sighed.

So what if we now know that it wasn't Feng Mian who stole it, that matter is over, they have offended Feng Mian, and also offended the peerless strong man in the sky in disguise.

If they had chosen to believe Feng Mian, their family would probably have risen to prominence. And if the white-haired old man wanted to settle accounts with the Gojo family, they would not be able to resist, not even the United Alliance.

Qiye seemed to have read through his father's thoughts and smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, Feng Mian is not that kind of person and will not come to trouble us..."

Until the old man disappeared with Guo Ranweng, there was no mention of the Gojo family, which made Hengchuan breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked at his daughter and found that in addition to a little self-comfort in Qiye's clear eyes, there was more of a sense of loss.

She regarded Feng Mian as her good friend, and she wanted to continue this friendship.

She really hoped that the old man would say something like, "Hey, little girl, you don't have to take my apprentice's affairs to heart, he has never blamed you" or something like that. Unfortunately, the old man didn't, and he didn't even look here. gone.

The mother walked up and hugged Qiye, gently stroking her daughter's hair.

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Feng Mian stood on top of Guo Ranweng's head, pointed at the falling Ishikawa Keigo and the Four Heavenly Kings, and a surge of mental power surged out, gently placing them on the ground.

"This... who is this senior? How come I have never heard of him in the Hezhong area?" A king showed doubts.

Keigo Ishikawa was also surprised. The aura of the white-haired old man on top of his head seemed to be extremely ethereal, and violent energy fluctuations were surging in his every move. This was clearly the manifestation of a person with super powers.

Coupled with his Guoran Weng, who is beyond the real dragon, the whole person gives people an unfathomable feeling.

"Lord Ishikawa, what do you think of his strength? Is he stronger than you?" Another king scratched his head and looked at Keigo Ishikawa.

Ishikawa Keigo pondered for a moment and said extremely seriously: "Very strong! Much stronger than when I was at my peak. Just this Guo Ranweng. When I controlled the first team in my prime, I could beat him, but if he plays two more As for the elves, even if I use all eighteen elves, I still have no chance of winning!"

"Hiss——" All the Four Heavenly Kings took a breath of air.

They knew that the white-haired old man was very strong, but they didn't expect him to be this strong.

Simply appalling.

In the sky, Feng Mian had already communicated with Guoran Weng.

The power of the slate will drain away quickly within three hours. If there is a protracted battle with Reshiram, he will lose in the end, because Sure enough, Weng's power has been decreasing, and his current physical strength has dropped to less than [-].

So it must not be delayed.

Feng Mian gathered all the power of the stone slab and used all his skills five times in an effort to kill Queqis. In this way, Reshiram regained consciousness and the crisis was resolved.

"There are four left, we have to hurry up." Feng Mian sent Yew Shan to the back of her three evil dragons and raised the sword again.

This time, his sword was very heavy, as if it was not a sword but an entire continent.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star. With a sword, open the door!"

Sure enough, before Weng's sword fell, the entire forest where Reshiram was located, stretching for hundreds of hectares, collapsed!

It was as if it had been hit by some invisible giant, and it was shattered into pieces.

"Get out of the way! Don't take this move!" Quechis lay on the backs of the three evil dragons, roaring at Reshiram, but he didn't know that he was also within the attack range of the heavy sword.

His three evil dragons are like a small boat on a tsunami. Let alone resistance, he can't even decide the direction.

"Hide? Where are you hiding?!!"

Feng Mian's tongue exploded with thunder, like a god sitting high in the sky, majestic and unpredictable.

Sure enough, Weng wheeled his heavy sword and struck it hard on Reshiram's body, as if he were holding something as big as a door panel to kill an ant.

Boom!

The strong wind lifted up patches of trees and even the ground, causing sand and rocks to fly and black soil to block the sun.

After a long time, I saw Reshiram and Quechis flying up from the crack in the ground.

Kuiqisi's three evil dragons have been smashed into meat pies and sunk into the ground dozens of meters deep. Although his heart is bleeding, he is still more concerned about his own life.

"Reshiram, use all your strength, I will die with him!"

The determination on Queqis' lips was completely different from the fear in his eyes, and the movements of his hands were even more swift.

With a flick of his scepter and giving the final order, he released a warrior eagle, jumped on the eagle's back, and galloped in the opposite direction, not caring about the movements of the white dragon.

What he wants now is not power, but to escape from that terrifying white-haired old man.

If he managed to survive this time, he vowed not to show his face casually unless this old white-haired guy died of old age.

At this moment, Reshiram's body was covered in scars, which were too horrible to look at.

A horn-like white hair on the top of his head was cut off, and his strong wings were almost broken. The skin on his back was torn open, revealing scars of varying depths. In the deepest one, the white bones could be seen.

Its state is not normal either. The red light in its eyes is carved with a black flying bird. It is Acroma's technology, the seed of madness. But after being hit by Feng Mian, the red light in its eyes faded away. Quite a few, the flying birds also dimmed a bit, even showing a slightly clear look.

"It's so strong! It's a first-class god. If you don't concentrate on it, you can't beat it. Even though it's covered in wounds, I think it will be fully recovered after another half an hour."

Feng Mian seemed calm on the surface, but he was also extremely surprised in his heart.

They are now using the power of the Arceus Slate, which is equivalent to a part of Arceus, but they still have not completely suppressed Reshiram. One can imagine how terrifying the three dragons of the Tao are.

Feng Mian was about to use his third sword when an anxious female voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Quick! Use all your strength to kill me! Otherwise the three nearby cities will be destroyed by my skills! Hurry!"

Feng Mian was startled, and looked towards Reshiram, and found that it spit out two green and red fireballs from its mouth. The two fireballs attracted and repelled each other, constantly colliding and separating, and spiraled into the sky.

"Were you talking just now?" Feng Mian asked Reshiram in front of him.

"It's me!" The clarity and chaos in Reshiram's eyes kept alternating, and he spoke intermittently, "I'm not fully awake yet. You should ask Guo Ranweng to kill me quickly, otherwise you will all die after I successfully release this move. here."