The best grandson of Nongmen

Chen Nifeng completely ignored his scolding and said calmly: "Kid, why don't you go see the carriage running here?"

Coachman? Zhang Zuo was stunned when he heard this, and his face turned blue. In fact, it is true that he is Kong Qiu's boss, but when he first asked to see the carriage because the boss happened to be short of manpower and he wanted to get close to the boss, he really couldn't explain it. But Zhang Zuo immediately shook his head and cursed: "I told you that I am not a coachman, but the highest-level magician in this city. You have humiliated me again and again today, and I will definitely kill you today." The words had just finished. Translucent blue mental power surrounded Zhang Zuo in a circle, and the surrounding temperature rose two degrees with the appearance of blue mental power. Obviously Zhang Zuo is a fire magician, one of the five elements, a noble magician. Moreover, this type of magician is very angry, and it is their nature to be aggressive.

"Mr. Chen Nifeng." Seeing this familiar black figure, Xiao Xue saw a glimmer of light. But Xiao Xuejiao's face showed uneasiness again. Although Chen Nifeng easily defeated a group of ruffians with his bare hands before, B-level magicians are no better than ordinary third-rate magicians. Their mental power can mobilize the power of nature. Chen Nifeng, who does not know magic, is sure He can't deal with a B-level magician who can't fight with his mental power. And it was obvious that Zhang Zuo was furious. Mr. Chen Nifeng might be beaten to death if he continued like this. He immediately shouted: "Mr. Chen Nifeng, run away. These people are no better than those ruffians. Even the city lord can't control them. Leave this place of right and wrong quickly."

"Hey!" Xiao Xue said this in amusement. Although it was a bit incredible to hear that the gang boss here was killed by this uncle, his group of people is not comparable to that group of trash. Moreover, their boss But this city is an important source of funding, and my group can be considered on par with the city's security team. The useless city lord neither dared nor wanted to care. And as Kong Qiu's thug, no one dared to provoke him in this city, but now he was looked down upon by this out-of-town bumpkin, which really made him feel unhappy. Zhang Zuo proudly raised his head and glanced at the ignorant uncle in front of him to see how he begged for mercy.

I wonder if the lifeless uncle at the door is deaf. He yawned and glanced lazily at the city's strongest man with groggy eyes. Immediately he observed the surrounding environment by himself, and keenly observed the surrounding mages and the environment as well as the positions of the Xiao father and daughter. It seems to form a habit.

Zhang Zuo became even more furious when he saw that he still didn't take him seriously. He threw his coat to a follower with a flick of his hand. Unexpectedly, as soon as the coat touched the follower's hand, the hot clothes burned the follower's hand red, revealing an extremely ugly look on his face. But I didn't dare to throw it away. This is Master Zhang Zuo's coat. As the magic trainees below, they turned all their anger on the uncle who had offended their boss. With an ugly sneer, they thought about how the ignorant uncle in front of them was burned to charcoal.

Zhang Zuowu, who was worried that he would be burned and uncomfortable, picked up the staff standing in the corner and chanted a spell quickly. Everyone except Chen Nifeng just listened to the spell and couldn't help but feel his serious look. Trembling. As the spell was recited from the mouth, the air seemed to change, and the blue spiritual power slowly crawled towards the staff like a green snake along the raised hand. Finally, all the mental power was concentrated on the top of the staff, like a blue flame. But the huge blue mental power was quickly compressed, and finally it was only compressed to the size of a basketball. The blue slowly faded away, replaced by a dazzling fiery red.

The temperature of the entire room was raised again. The surrounding air was distorted by the fire. "No way, the boss just used a trick? This is unnecessary." "He deserves to be unlucky. Who wants him to make our boss angry? It's his own fault." Seeing the boss using a trick, the subordinates whispered among themselves, revealing A grimace of gloating. With a "click" sound, the fireball flew toward Chen Nifeng as if it had eyes.

Chen Nifeng quickly took out the long sword hanging from his waist, but to his surprise, the scabbard was still on it. He took a stance as if he wanted to use the scabbard sword to chop the high-temperature fireball. "Hahahaha" jeers rang out following Chen Nifeng's silly movements. Zhang Zuo's follower ignored the heat coming from his hands and mocked: "Idiot, you want to chop with a sword."

Before he finished speaking, something incredible happened. As soon as the long sword touched the fireball, the fireball began to distort slightly. When the sword struck down cleanly, a few starlights flashed by, and the fireball immediately turned into a few starlights and disappeared miraculously. At this moment, time seemed to be blocked, until the stars disappeared in front of Zhang Zuo's eyes. Everyone present showed their incredible side, just like the face changing in Peking Opera. "What is going on? Did the spell fail?" But if you think about it carefully, this is impossible. Spell failure most often happens to magic trainees, and it is impossible for the strongest person in the city to happen. Zhang Zuo seemed to have thought of something and said in horror: "You, you are also a mage, no, you are a magic swordsman?"