Starts With Fusing Devil Crystal

It was just that when Uncle Lang told him the grade of the Battle Qi Spell, he didn't say it clearly. He didn't know whether Uncle Lang really didn't know or deliberately kept it from him.    

    

Since Sadron had already said it, Reg naturally understood that he wouldn't be able to get out of this predicament just by saying it. If he was captured by this guy, he was afraid that he would die.    

    

Reg suddenly thought of a problem. This Sadron was obviously ordered to guard Uncle Lang here. He had also investigated his own information and even drew a portrait. But how many people knew his background?    

    

Reg felt lucky. After he left Bali Island, he had been studying forging in Uncle Tadlin's shop. Later, when he met Mrs. Qiangwei, he even put on the Azure Bamboo Mask and transformed into Qingzhu. In a flash, two years had passed, and Qingzhu's name was known throughout the continent. However, perhaps no one knew that Qingzhu was the same person as Uncle Lang, who had walked out of the deserted island.    

    

If he had revealed his true face to the public, perhaps he would have been found long ago...    

    

Reg felt a lingering fear in his heart. He had been hiding in the dark for the past few years. However, he had never expected that he would be standing in the opposite direction of the Sacred Land so quickly.    

    

Up until now, Reg had come into contact with or heard about the Odin Sword Sect, the Myriad Beast Sect and Thunder Sound Sect who robbed the Holy Level Battle Qi Spell, the Hongmeng Sword Sect who participated in the opening ceremony of the Azure Bamboo Mountain Manor, and the Wind Snow Sect that Ice Bear had met before.    

    

It was precisely because of these holy lands that Reg knew how powerful these holy lands were. Now, Reg was standing opposite of these holy lands, and had become the enemy of the Odin Sword Sect. This made Reg feel somewhat depressed in his heart.    

    

Reg waved the sword in his hand and said, "I understand now. You all want to rob me of the Battle Qi Spell that I cultivate, right? I won't let you all get what you want."    

    

Sadron coldly snorted and said, "That's not up to you. It's just a Mad Battle Master."    

    

Sadron stretched out his hand and a wind-style Magic Staff appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, a wind-type Magic Barrier completely wrapped around him. He casually waved his hand. A wind blade shot out and cut a big tree nearby. As the big tree slowly collapsed, Sadron sneered, "Don't tell me you plan to face a Fifth Grade Devil Sect with the strength of the Mad Battle Master?"    

    

A Fifth Grade Devil Sect?    

    

On the contrary, Reg heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't entered the King Rank yet. Reg was very clear about the difference between the Sect Rank and King Rank. He still had the strength to fight a Sect Rank expert, but if it was a King Rank expert, the difference was too great.    

    

Reg's advantage now was that his opponent had no idea about his background. He only thought that he was a Mad Battle Master. If he took advantage of this situation, he would be able to deal a heavy blow to his opponent. Furthermore, Reg still had three Star Iron Arrow in his Space Ring. This was Reg's trump card.    

    

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

    

A cold smile appeared on Sadron's face. He casually unleashed a huge tornado. The power of this tornado was not as powerful as the Death Storm, but in Sadron's mind... This tornado was more than enough to send Reg spinning in the sky, making it easier for him to catch him alive. After all, if he wanted to get the Battle Qi Spell, he had to take it out from his mouth.    

    

The huge tornado swept towards Reg, but in an instant, Reg threw away the ordinary long sword in his hand. The Level Eight Devil Crystal and Breaking Devil Giant Sword had suddenly appeared in his hand.    

    

Reg had already entered the sect level. By stimulating the energy from the Level Eight Devil Crystal and Reg's own combat energy, the power of the Breaking Devil Giant Sword had become even more violent.    

    

The Breaking Devil Giant Sword easily cut through the tornado. Reg rushed towards Sadron with his sword.    

    

To deal with a mage, he had to close the distance as much as possible. He did not want to give the opponent any chance to catch his breath.    

    

Sadron's originally proud face suddenly froze, and his eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Reg, who was rushing out like a demon god, in disbelief.    

    

His eyes were cold, and his face was so calm that it was almost cold. The huge black Devil Sword pierced Sadron's eyes. Sadron suddenly let out a strange cry, and his body suddenly floated backwards.    

    

Even though Sadron reacted fast, Reg's huge Devil Sword had already collided with his Magic Barrier.    

    

The Magic Barrier suddenly shattered, and the sword cut down. The sword cut through Sadron's body, bringing along a trail of blood.    

    

Sadron quickly flew up. The pain had yet to pass through his mind, but his heart was already filled with fear and shock.    

    

What was going on?    

    

A Mad Battle Master actually had a Level Eight Devil Crystal weapon!    

    

A Mad Battle Master could actually cut through his own Magic Barrier!    

    

Sadron flew away from the ground and his heart calmed down a little. After all, the advantage of an expert of Master Level was that it could fly. As long as he was in the sky, he could not seize the opportunity to chase after Sadron.    

    

Only then did Sadron relax a little. But when he saw Reg's feet stop on the ground... His body followed closely behind him as he leapt into the sky. A pair of Battle Spirit Wings suddenly grew out from his back. Sadron's heart almost stopped beating at this moment!    

    

This kid was actually not a Mad Battle Master, he was also an expert of Master Level!