Super bodyguard of female CEO

The young man sitting on the Dragon chair is no other than Xing Jinwu, whom He Feng has been searching for.

At the moment, Xing Jinwu was wrapped with a light golden flame. This golden flame emits a blazing high temperature, which is felt by He Feng and others almost hundreds of meters away.

Xing Jinwu, on the other hand, conveys the power of the flame to the sword above him. On the top of xingjinwu, the magic sword was constantly pouring strong Gengjin Qi into a white grass in front of xingjinwu. The snow-white grass, at the same time, is also sending cold air to xingjinwu. Among them, a triangle is formed.

See this scene, he Feng slightly frown, for this kind of thing he some don't understand, but Xiao man first opened his mouth.

"This man can cultivate this sword with the power of fire when he practices the fire skill. And this magic sword exudes the spirit of Geng Jin, which enhances the ice cold power of this ice grass. This ice grass's ice cold power, is also sharpening this person's flame power Xiao man clapped his hand and exclaimed, "it's really a good way to cycle refining now!"

Hear Xiao man's words, he Feng's eyes suddenly some not good. That ice grass is the dark ice grass he is looking for!

"Step on it!"

The enemy who almost killed himself was in front of him. No matter how hard Leng Duxin could restrain his murderous spirit, he strode towards Xing Jinwu, who was sitting on the Dragon chair.

And at this time, a burst of golden light burst out on the magic sword. When the golden light dissipated, a dragon shaped shadow had appeared on the sword.

The dragon's empty eyes looked at Leng Duxin with cold eyes without any emotion, just like looking at mole ants.

"If you take a step further, you will be devastated by this seat!"

The voice of the vicissitudes of life rings out again. At this time, he Feng and others know that the voice is actually from the spirit of the divine sword.

Leng Duxin stops, not by the sword spirit, but by He Feng's shoulder.

"Let me do it, you step back!"

Leng Duxin nodded reluctantly, and a cold sweat fell from his forehead.

As a proud and strong man, before he Feng pressed his shoulder, he also felt a strong sense of crisis. If he Feng didn't stop him, I'm afraid he would be in danger now.

He Feng went to Leng Duxin and looked at the sword spirit above the magic sword playfully. He Feng said with a smile, "there are still sword spirits. It's really interesting!"

"It's you again, mole ant. Aren't you afraid of death?" The sword spirit also looked at He Feng coldly, with a trace of killing intention.

Let he Feng have to sigh, sure enough, handsome people go where will recruit hatred ah!

He Feng sneered and said: "if you could do it, I'm afraid you would have done it already? Next time, use your head before you threaten others. How can you say that thousands of times without any change? "

"Roar ~"

After hearing he Feng's words, the sword spirit suddenly gives out a low roar of anger, which is obviously angered by He Feng's words.

"Good! Mole ant, you are the first one who dares to talk to me like this in so many years. For the sake of your bravery, I give you eternal immortality

The sword spirit's voice of vicissitudes could not hide his raging anger, and after he finished, there was another sharp dragon howling. Then, in the incredible eyes of He Feng and others, a young man in a white robe came out from behind the hall.

"Fitzgerald?"

He Feng and others exclaimed that this young man in white robe was Fitzgerald who entered the Shenjian palace ahead of them. But at this time, Fitzgerald, has not been the previous "benevolent and modest" appearance, but a dull face. Especially when he looked at the sword spirit, he was lying on the ground with a humble manner, just like a servant!

"The sword slave Fitzgerald, may he serve his master forever! The glory of the master will shine on the world

ok This is to worship the sword spirit as the Lord

However, no one pays attention to this problem at the moment. Jianling looks at He Feng and says to Fitzgerald: "here, kill him!"

"Yes

Fitzgerald nodded, then turned his eyes to He Feng and others. The original humility disappeared, replaced by a strong and fierce color.

"You're really trying to make my master angry! Especially you, wolf and berry, you two mice, where do you run this time? "

Fitzgerald's body is shining with a white golden light. Behind him, there is a pair of white wings, which looks very holy. However, his eyes are very shadowy and cruel, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

He Feng blinked two eyes, as if thinking.

"Look at this fancy special effect, it should have something to do with the Western Birdman in the novel?"

"Poof!"

Hearing he Feng's words, wolf and berry almost fell to the ground.

My elder brother, alas, if these words are heard by those lunatic believers in the constellation of God of light, they may have to slap He Feng with their lives?

not a good guy? They call it an angel! Do angels understand? Angel of God! The incarnation of divine power!

Only Leng Duxin and Xiao man have a smile on their face. Isn't Fitzgerald like the Birdman in the novel?

"Well! Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, when I kill these two mice, I'll cut off your tongue! "

At this time, Fitzgerald completely abandoned his mask of hypocrisy, and his dark heart was completely exposed in the hall of Shenjian palace.

After that, Fitzgerald pushed his hands forward and a white beam of light shot at bori.

Bori let out a strange cry, and a blood mist suddenly appeared on his body. Then his whole body turned into a blood bat two meters tall. The bat has a wingspan of almost three meters, but it's very flexible to fly. He not only dodged Fitzgerald's beam, but also got close to Fitzgerald's distance of forty or fifty meters.

In the face of bori's strange body method, Fitzgerald seemed to have expected that with a white wing behind him, he would also fly to the high altitude, with no less flexibility than bori.

"Ouch ~"

At this time, Fitzgerald body came a wolf howl. Then Wolff sprang up, turned into a three meter tall, bloody werewolf, and grabbed Fitzgerald's legs with one claw.

"Well! Animals are animals

Fitzgerald snorted, wrapped a pair of bare shoes on his feet, bent his knees slightly, and then kicked Wolff hard.

"Bang!"

When Wolff's paws and Fitzgerald's legs meet, a huge energy Bolton spreads around. And a stout figure was severely hit on the wall of Shenjian palace.