The Ice Magician stood on the three-dimensional ice block and watched quietly. Suddenly, several cracks appeared in the solid ice under his feet, and then Jack rushed out from the ice cracks. The Ice Magician and his guardian attacked at the same time.
, knocking him away, and freezing him again: "I knew this ice couldn't freeze you, but now you go die!"
Jack, who had turned into an ice mass again, was still flying down, but a dozen strong and sharp ice shuttles had already stabbed out from behind him. Just as he was about to hit him, Jack's magic power started to move again, and the crazily growing organ nematodes sealed him away.
His ice burst and quickly formed a rope, which he grabbed onto the ice pillar behind him.
The ice magician looked at him coldly: "You came out like this under the ice, right? What a powerful guy. A worthless monster is not useless at all. It is more powerful than I imagined."
Jack also stared back at the other person, but didn't say a word.
At this moment, the two mages from Carter Danluer arrived: "Leader, Jack!"
When the ice magician saw the figure coming over, his face showed displeasure: "...Those two people were defeated? Damn it!" He glanced at Jack again: "Today's battle has not decided the winner. If there is a chance, next time
Let’s fight again.” After saying that, he jumped into the air, forming a winding ice belt under his feet, took back his protection and ran away.
Carter ran over: "Boss, why don't you chase me?"
"What are you chasing?" Jack jumped down from the icicle and endured the injury and knelt on the ground: "Stop chasing him. We don't have time to waste our efforts. We have to save Sando and leave here. What if that guy Bing Zhixie can't help but be here?
A fight would be bad. Hey, where's Bertha?"
"Bertha was seriously injured. She asked me to come over and see you first. She didn't want to drag us down, so she went back to the tavern." Carter asked with concern: "Captain, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I can still fight." Jack struggled to get up from the ground: "Let's go to the office building in Cronston."
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Over at Danluer Castle, a difficult battle has been going on for a long time. Half Skin, the True Knight and the Red-robed Magician have all been seriously injured.
The three people stood in the air facing each other. They were all exhausted and making a last-ditch effort.
Among the three, the one who looked the most complete had half of his skin, but in fact he was the most seriously injured. His outer body was hard and hard to be damaged, but his internal injuries were already very serious, and there was constant flow from the corners of his mouth.
Blood. Fighting two people of the same level would be unbearable even for the most tyrannical warrior.
Ban Lianpi looked at the red-robed magician. He always wanted to kill the magician first, and then deal with the real knight who could compete with him in physical combat, but every time he tried, he failed.
The red-robed magician was the least injured among them. He only had eight wounds and a completely broken right foot bone. However, he could still fly in the air, which did not affect his ability to perform the thunder magic that he was best at. He
The humpback griffon can also fly in the air.
The true knight was kneeling on his guardian Phantom Lion, covering his right shoulder with his left hand. His right arm was all gone, and there was still blood on the wound, which was obviously the injury he had just suffered. He gave a slight sigh.
He tried hard, trying to use the power of imitating elemental regeneration to grow his arms again, but the flesh and blood only grew a little and could no longer grow: "Damn it, I don't have enough power!"
Cuishan and Ting were still standing on the wall of the castle, watching coldly.
"Miss, the battle is almost over. Our guards still have a great advantage, and we can win this battle," Ting said.
Cuishan didn't speak, she just looked at the half-pipe. She knew that if he didn't die, she would have no way to survive.
Halfpipe took a few deep breaths, and his sharp eyes appeared again. He had already rested, and after resting, he would go to fight.
The target is still the red-robed magician. There is no doubt about this. Compared with the real knight, the magician is more fragile. In a battle like this, how to deal with the magician faster is the key, but it is obvious that half the skin is not there.
I did it. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been imprisoned for more than ten years, or if these two guys cooperate so well.
For a true knight, of course he knows that the magician cannot be killed, so he has to risk his own life to stop Half Pi's actions.
"Blood Lion, enter!" Half Leather's fighting spirit rushed back, and he shot directly at the red-robed magician directly in front. His guardian Blood Lion also slipped down, cutting his way back from another angle.
However, the red-robed magician's snowy griffin was still there, and it would not let the blood lion's attack succeed. It screamed like an eagle and pounced straight at it with a powerful dive attack.
The red-robed magician quickly stepped back. Wooden walls, ice walls, earth walls, and thunder walls were all erected in front of him. But he knew that these could not stop the opponent at all, so he could only gather all his magic power to resist.
Of course, the true knight on the other side couldn't let half-pipe succeed: "Phantom Stream Lion, spread the hurricane!"
The phantom lion monster roared, and the huge wings it flapped matched the brilliance of the horn on its head, and the wind was twisting like a chaotic rain, tearing through the air without any rules.
After the blood lion collided with the snowy griffon, it was immediately caught in the turbulent wind, and its feathers were swept all over the sky.
The true knight shouted loudly, braving the pressure of the powerful fighting spirit and the tearing wind, he dodged and rushed to Banpipi's side: "This is my last strength, take my last move, the Fist of the Temple!"
The left fist with a blue-white halo hit Banpi's back hard, knocking him away. Then the red-robed magician's twelve thunderous lightnings hit him with a loud noise.
.
Half of his skin was beaten and rolled around in the air, and the blood sprayed out of his mouth was like raindrops. He took a breath to pressurize his fighting spirit, and stopped in the air. His fighting spirit suddenly grew: "Then you go.
Die!" Qiang withstood the lightning strike, his fighting spirit shook violently, and he bounced back from dozens of meters away. The solidified fighting spirit in his hand hit the true knight's chest with a palm, knocking him directly.
Smashed into the brick wall of the castle.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The red-robed magician shouted in shock: "Griffin!"
His snowy griffin recovered from the dizziness of the collision, flew high into the sky, and used the force of its dive again.
Ban Lianpi had just used his fighting spirit, but now he was out of strength. He was slammed into him by a body of seven to eight meters, knocking him to the ground.
The red-robed magician breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called to the blood lion who was about to rush out of the wind formation. But at this moment, half of the skin suddenly jumped up and flew to his side, and his heart skipped a beat: "It's over.
." The big hand of the cattail fan slapped him in the face.
The crisp sound of 'pop' was like the sound of a watermelon smashing into pieces. The red-robed magician had no time to gather his strength to resist, and his moment of paralysis cost him his life.
"This guy is far inferior to that true knight. He is just a waste with no power."
The red-robed magician died, and the snowy griffin instantly lost all spiritual contact with its master, flying across the air into the distance, leaving here without even a trace of sadness.
The Phantom Lion did not leave because his master was not dead yet. It flew to the wall that the master had crashed and guarded it.
Banpipi turned around and stared at Cuishan.
Ting was shocked: "How could this happen! The two of them actually..."
Cuishan bit her lip tightly. She did not expect this. A true knight and a red-robed archmage would lose against a violent warrior.
"I said, I will kill everyone around Paluoka!" Half of the skin fell on the blood lion, and it slowly flew to the city wall, staring at them with a pair of big eyes.
Ting was trembling. Although the two of them also had some fighting skills, they were so frightened that they forgot everything under Ban Pi's aura. And even if half of the face was a dying tiger, they couldn't beat it. In such a situation
In their fighting spirit, they couldn't bear a single move.
When Banpi raised his hand to swing it down, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. The pain on his body made him unable to use his strength for a while: "Fist of the Temple! The secret skill of a true knight is indeed not that of a child running a family..."
When Cuishan saw this, she was heartbroken: "Ting."
When Ting heard the call from the hostess, she immediately understood that if she didn't fight, she would die, but if she fought, she would still have a chance to live. She immediately waved her pink fists left and right, hitting half of her body randomly. After all, she was also a human being.
A junior knight still has some fighting ability.
Cuishan also recited the fire magic spells in her heart, and cast the fireball spells one by one, and the flames exploded.
Half of his skin was severely injured. He had tried his best to defeat the real knight twice and killed the red robe. Now the injury took effect. For a while, he had no strength to parry, and he could only take a beating.
However, the half-skin body is still very strong. If he is hit like this, he will not be able to resist, but it will hardly cause him much harm.
Cuishan's eyes turned cold. She knew that if she didn't kill him at this moment, it would be over after he regained his composure. She shouted: "Ting, open his mouth!"
Ting's heart moved, and she jumped on the strong body, and opened his teeth with all her strength. Cuishan also put her hand on his mouth, and poured the fire element stored in her hand into his stomach.
Banpi was shocked and grabbed the two of them, trying to pull them off, but he couldn't use much strength.
After Cuishan finished pouring the fire element, she immediately dodged with Ting, and her magic power moved: "Explode!"
There was an explosion, and flames spurted out of half of his eyes, nose, and ears, and he fell to the ground motionless.
Cuishan and Ting sat on the snow, staring blankly at the half of the skin. A gust of wind picked up the snowflakes and blew them away, and they didn't see him go there for a long time.
Cuishan couldn't help but ask: "Dead? Did he die like this?"
"He must be dead." Ting was not sure. Such a powerful guy was killed by the two of them just like that.
Cuishan pushed Ting: "Go and take a look."
"Shall I go?" Ting pointed at himself in surprise.
"Yes, go quickly, do you still want me to go?"
Ting had no choice but to move over carefully step by step, poked with his finger, and when he saw no response, she probed his neck again, then turned around and nodded to Cuishan: "Dead."
Cuishan breathed a sigh of relief and fell on the snow.
Ting was also laughing, and suddenly he was stunned: "Where is his blood lion?"
This sentence frightened Cuishan so much that she immediately sat up. Looking around, she saw that the blood lion had already fallen to the ground, and its tongue that was sticking out had been frozen. It was unknown when it had died.
"Did he die from his injuries?" Ting asked.
Cuishan didn't think so: "It still has the strength to fly over with its owner, so how could it be injured and die?"
"That's...?" The two of them stood on the wall of Danluer Castle and saw no one else around.
But in the distance of this dark night, under the wind and snow, the white fox walked quietly into the distance, with a piece of blood lion's feather stained on her clothes...