When Han Ming heard the sound of wind behind him, he tilted his upper body slightly, and a khaki figure brushed past Han Ming's neck.
"Sister, let me help you!"
The young man named Xiaoer also rushed up and waved a few scalding fireballs, flying towards Han Ming. It seemed that he was a rare great fire magician, and he was actually a third-level magician, even higher than Han Ming.
Go out two steps.
Han Ming knew that these two little guys were very talented in magic. His father must love these two children very much, and he would never hurt them.
Since you want to have fun, I will play with you. When you are done playing, I will pat my butt and leave. Then the fighting spirit has no reason to embarrass itself anymore.
Thinking of this, Han Ming no longer dodges blindly, but moves his feet, shuttling back and forth between the two teenagers.
His speed was not fast, and he deliberately used it so that the two teenagers could just see clearly, but could not catch him.
"Hit!" Han Ming held the Qinghong Long Sword in his hand and gently tapped the tip of the sword on the little boy's shoulder.
The little boy was so frightened that he quickly swung a fireball behind him, but Han Ming was nowhere to be seen.
"middle!"
This time Han Ming came to the girl's side and gently patted the girl's lower back with his long sword. By the time the girl reacted, Han Ming had already left.
The middle-aged fighting spirit silently looked at Han Ming's movements and was surprised. This kid was obviously a first-level water magician, but he didn't use magic. Instead, he used physical skills to attack like a warrior. Look carefully.
Thinking about it, it's not surprising. Water magic is notoriously weak.
In fact, there are many water mages who, while practicing magic, also strengthen their bodies and want to use this to strengthen their own strength. However, it can be said that there are very few who can reach the level of Han Ming.
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The two teenagers were hit repeatedly by Han Ming. Although Han Ming didn't use much force, he still left a few light red marks on their bodies.
"I think we'll stop here." Han Ming stopped his body and steadied himself in the distance.
"Haha, my friend's physical skills are indeed extraordinary. I admire you. I'm Mo Tianqi. I don't know what to call my friend." The middle-aged war spirit asked with a smile. His eyes occasionally glanced at the shallow red marks on the mountains of the two children.
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"Han Er." Han Ming said his name calmly, not wanting to linger any longer, he took back his sword, turned around and left.
When the girl saw this, she was very angry. She thought that Han Ming just wanted to play with her in front of her father. How could she swallow this tone?
Seeing that Han Ming had just turned around, the girl quietly took out a fiery red round bead from her waist.
"Go to hell!" the girl scolded, throwing the beads at Han Ming.
Mo Tianqi had a clear view of his daughter's movements, but did not stop him at all. In his opinion, Han Ming was at best a useless mage with no future. Even if his movement skills were strange, so what, he was still useless without fighting spirit.
One. As for the massacre order above Han Ming's head, in Mo Tianqi's opinion, this kid must have stolen some secret treasure from the Desert Snake Clan, so he was wanted. Judging from the speed of Han Ming before, Mo Tianqi didn't
I think Han Ming has the strength to compete with the Desert Snake Clan.
The round bead rushed towards Han Ming quickly. Han Ming raised his eyelids and ducked sideways.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the bead landed on the ground not far in front of Han Ming, it made a loud bang, and flames shot into the sky. An extremely powerful shock wave came straight towards Han Ming.
Han Ming was unable to dodge and was surrounded by the flame shock wave. He was rolled and thrown far away.
"Lin'er, I only got two of these broken Dzi beads in total. You and Xiao'er each got one. They are for self-defense. How could you throw them away so easily?" Mo Tianqi seemed to be blaming his daughter.
, but the smile on his face did not diminish. But he did not mention a word about Han Ming's life and death.
"Tch, isn't he just a water mage? How dare you tease me?" The girl glanced disdainfully at Han Ming lying on the ground in the distance, thinking that Han Ming was already dead.
"Haha, you are naughty! Okay, let's go." Mo Tianqi rubbed the girl's hair dotingly, which caused a burst of dissatisfaction from the girl.
Seeing his daughter's appearance, Mo Tianqi couldn't help but laugh. He pulled his daughter and son and headed west.
"Ahem...what is this? Why is it so powerful?"
Han Ming got up from the ground, coughed twice violently, and spat out a mouthful of bloody spit.
He looked around himself and saw that his body had been seriously injured by the explosion, and blood was seeping out of many wounds.
Oops!
Han Ming suddenly found that there was no trace of the demon soul in his body, and he felt bad.
He was indeed annoyed by the unreasonable girl and wanted to teach her a lesson. But suddenly he realized that it was already a step too late. The demon soul must have gone to the girl for revenge. If he went there, he would teach her a lesson properly.
Just a moment will do. He is a child after all, so there is nothing wrong with being a little willful and a little arrogant.
But if the demon soul goes away, it will be troublesome. It is not important at all to take action. It may cause big trouble for yourself.
Han Ming felt a severe headache, and regardless of the seriousness of his physical injuries, he quickly chased after the group of people, trying to stop the demon soul's behavior.
The figures of the group of five people gradually appeared in Han Ming's field of vision. Han Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the demon soul hadn't made a move yet.
Just when I wanted to play, I suddenly turned my eyes and realized that the demon soul was following the girl invisibly.
"Damn it! How can this water demon be invisible? You're so careless!" Han Ming secretly thought something was wrong and hurriedly chased after him.
But it was already too late.
The water demon spirit followed the girl faintly. The moment the girl turned around to talk to her father, the water demon spirit appeared instantly.
The fighting spirit saw a white thing appearing behind his daughter. Before he could take action, the white figure quickly turned its hands.
A thin silver-white silk thread circled around the girl's head, and the girl's head suddenly fell off her neck.
"Stop!" Han Ming also rushed closer at the same time, just in time to see this scene.
"No!!!"
Mo Tianqi howled angrily, knelt down and hugged his daughter's body. He cried and went to pick up his daughter's head, trying to put it back together, but the person was already dead, how could he recover again.
"Sister." The boy was stunned for a while, and suddenly burst into tears.
"Stop! Damn it!" Han Ming was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. He thought it was over. This demon soul was too ignorant. How could he just kill an ignorant little girl?
Well. He was still hesitating what to do, and then he saw the demon spirit flashing behind the boy, which frightened Han Ming out of his wits.
"Seeking death!" Mo Tianqi's fighting spirit was released fiercely, and he punched the demon spirit standing behind the boy.
The demon soul suddenly opened its small mouth and sprayed out countless filaments. While wrapping Mo Tianqi's fist around him, he turned his right hand and cut off the boy's head again.
Seeing what happened in front of him, Han Ming was completely dumbfounded.
It was true that this demon soul disobeyed his orders, but now he couldn't argue with it. The demon soul belonged to him, and if Mo Tianqi didn't seek revenge from him, who else could he seek revenge from.
Seeing the two children die in front of his eyes, Mo Tianqi suddenly went crazy and attacked Han Ming like crazy.
Han Ming secretly thought it was not good and had no time to argue, so he turned around and ran away.
And the demonic soul, recklessly, swung a long silk thread behind Mo Tianqi and wrapped it around Mo Tianqi's neck.
Mo Tianqi waved his hand angrily to stop him.
While the demon soul was fighting with Mo Tianqi, Han Ming disappeared without a trace in a puff of smoke.
A heartbreaking roar came from the distance behind him.
"Han Er! I want your life!!"
Han Ming ran on in one breath, and it took another day and night before he stopped.
A small city vaguely appeared in the strong wind in front of me.
"Why does a city exist in a place like this?" Han Ming looked at the city and felt very strange.
Looking at the demon soul following him again, Han Ming felt very angry and helpless.
This demon soul didn't obey his orders at all, and he couldn't do anything about her. After all, he couldn't hurt his demon soul.
Han Ming thought sadly that he was probably the only demon soul in the world who disobeyed his orders.
"Go back! If you act without permission again, I will really cut off your magic supply. At worst, we will both lose. I will do what I say!" Han Ming roared at the demon soul angrily.
The demon soul didn't even look at Han Ming, shrank back and returned to Han Ming's body.
Han Ming was hesitating whether to go to the city to change some food and clothing when he heard someone's voice coming from behind him.
Looking back, I saw two men walking together.
The two men also discovered Han Ming and stared at the bloody words above Han Ming's head in surprise.
"Excuse me, why is there a city here?" Han Ming was the first to say hello and asked.
One of the slave-looking people smiled and said: "My friend, I don't know. This Savage Storm is located in the outer ring of the Savage Fire Hell. Many masters want to explore the Wild Fire Hell, and this is the last stop, so many human beings
The masters built a total of eighteen cities, large and small, here. Each city has a city lord. And these city lords are under the jurisdiction of the lords of Savage Storm. Among these eighteen cities, the largest one became Stormwind.
The city is exactly where the Wild Storm Lord is."
Han Ming heard this and said politely: "Thank you so much, my friend."
The man was rude.
Han Ming nodded kindly and wanted to turn around and leave the place. Entering the city in this state with blood on his head would probably cause a lot of trouble.
In that small city, a large group of people came out from the city gate and surrounded a man. The man was about forty years old, tall and strong, and he looked like a first-level fighting spirit.
Han Ming shook his head helplessly. As expected, there were many masters gathering in the depths of this wild forest. This fighting spirit must be the lord of this small city. And there seemed to be sixteen such masters, and the last one was the lord of the Savage Storm.
, should be similar to Gugel, and also at the King of War level.
Han Ming saw this group of people walking toward him with the fighting spirit around him, and thought it would be best to leave here as soon as possible.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard the sound of wind blowing behind him.
He quickly turned his body away, and a snow-white long sword grazed his shoulder and stabbed him diagonally.
Han Ming turned around and saw the young man who answered his question retracting his sword. Another guy, who was obviously the owner, was swinging two sledgehammers in front of him.
Han Ming secretly thought that these two men were not weak in strength, so he hurriedly dodged to avoid them. Unexpectedly, the two men cooperated very well, and they danced with one sword and two hammers in an airtight manner.
"Keep your head!" The young man who looked like a master laughed strangely and hit Han Ming heavily on the shoulder of the injured Han Ming.
"court death!"
Han Ming felt pain, knowing that this young man was a fifth-level warrior who was not easy to deal with. Obviously, the opponent was not willing to let him go. In anger, he directly drew out the Qinghong sword, dodged the attack tactfully, and used the sword to
Stained with blood, he swung his sword, and the huge crescent-shaped red light directly cut the two people in half.
"Lie'er!!!"
The war spirit in the distance let out a distant scream, and his body suddenly turned into a ball of light and shadow and headed towards Han Ming.
I won’t go! Could it be that I killed another son of a fighting spirit!?dd