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Chapter 7 Battle of Sand Wolf (1)

Sand wolf. The king that exists in the Gobi desert and desert.

Level 4 Warcraft. The level of the Sand Wolf King is variable.

A low-level monster at level 4 can become the king of the desert and Gobi. This is a strange thing, but it is a fact.

What is powerful is not their individual abilities, but their nature of living in groups. They can range from hundreds to thousands. And they are ferocious by nature.

"Are you awesome? So what if you are an eighth-level or ninth-level monster? I will still bite you to death!" The sand wolf is so awesome in the desert.

However, although sand wolves live in groups, under normal circumstances, as long as your luck is not very bad, you will not encounter them. Of course, if you encounter them, it can only be said that your luck is too bad.

"It's the sand wolf!" the little princess's guard leader said in a low voice, "Everyone, please gather where the princess's sedan is. Leave it to us!"

"No!" At this time, the little princess and the third young master jumped out of the carriage again, and the cute little princess said with an excited look on her face.

"But, princess, these sand wolves are very ferocious and dangerous."

"The reason why we go together is to exercise. I think this is good. If we can't hold on, how about you help us?" The third young master looked at the middle-aged guard leader and said firmly.

"That's it!" The little princess directly interrupted the guard who was about to say something else.

The guard shook his head helplessly and said nothing more. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. It is undeniable that every young man present is a genius, even the genius among geniuses. But after all, he is too young, and although his strength is among his peers, it is indeed

He is already the pride of heaven, but he is still very low-level after all, let alone a rookie. He lacks experience and actual combat experience, the most precious things. This is not an ability that one is born with. It must be tempered with iron and blood before it can be truly

's growth.

But it seemed a bit too dangerous to face these sand wolves for the first time, which gave him a headache even as a swordsman.

The howling wind seemed to get even crazier. Everyone's clothes were rustling under the strong wind, and the sky was covered with sand and dust, making the sky dark. Everyone's eyes were narrowed to a slit, and their sight was limited to dozens of people.

Within meters,.

The smell of danger is getting stronger and stronger.

The sand wolf, which was howling incessantly, suddenly became quiet at this moment, and the only thing that could be heard in everyone's ears was the raging wind and their own heartbeats.

Yang Tian also stared ahead excitedly, but because of his identity as a light magician, Yang Tian had to stand behind everyone. Yang Tian was secretly depressed in his heart, thinking about why he was stupid enough to agree to the two old men in the first place.

He came out as a light magician. It would be great if he was a warrior. He was holding that black iron heavy sword, so majestic.

The third young master, who has a mysophobia, no longer cares about the wind and sand at this time, and skillfully directed everyone to form the most advantageous battle formation. Among the people, the third young master is undoubtedly the most experienced one. After all, she owns the Gale Wind Mercenary Group.

Created.

Yang Tian and the little princess became the center of the battle.

Carlos and another warrior who liked to show off in front of Yang Tian, ​​as well as the coquettish perverted female swordsman Ma Li, and the young warriors from the Third Young Master Gale Mercenary Group, all stood on the outermost floor. They formed a circle.

lock up.

Murong Changkong and two other mages, as well as the Third Master and the little princess stood behind them, responsible for large-scale attacks, while Yang Tian was left in the middle, responsible for blessing. There was no way, who let this guy be the light?

What about light magicians? The only responsibility of junior and intermediate light magicians is to be a nanny.

"Fan Tong, why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and join us?" Third Young Master glanced at Yang Tian and said.

"Why are you so anxious? The monsters haven't even arrived yet, and you're so nervous. It's true!" Yang Tian said very arrogantly. After using his ears, Yang Tian could clearly judge the distance from the sand wolf to them.

There are still a few hundred meters to go.

"You!" Third Young Master stared and was speechless. Sometimes Third Young Master himself couldn't understand why he always got angry easily when talking to Yang Tian. "This is an order! I am Gale Feng.

Captain!" Third Young Master shouted angrily.

Murong Changkong looked back at Yang Tian provocatively, his eyes hot and arrogant. In his immature heart, he thought that this was his chance to show off in front of the little princess. As a wind magician, he was undoubtedly very suitable for fighting with fire.

The little princess cooperates.

Yang Tian was very contemptuous, and directly said two words to Murong Changkong without making a sound: "Silly~~~."

After saying that, Yang Tian stopped looking at Murong Changkong, whose face turned green with anger, and directly summoned a rather rubbish-looking staff from the dimensional space and started chanting.

In dimensional space, generally after reaching the level of an intermediate magician, you can arrange a very small amount of magic elements in your body in a certain arrangement to obtain your own dimensional space. The size of the dimensional space is related to your own magic power.

It varies from person to person.

"The great, kind, lovely, and benevolent God of Light, come and protect my third young 'sister' who often bullies the pure, kind, handsome, and suave 'sister'—Guardian of Light!"

Yang Tian, ​​a shameless guy, changed the sacred spell at will. When everyone was shocked, a milky white halo of light flowed out from his staff and instantly covered the third young master.

Originally, after hearing Yang Tian's spell, the Third Young Master was about to hit the person angrily, but when the warm halo of light covered his body, he suddenly thought of something, and his handsome face blushed slightly unnoticeably, and then

It became quiet.

She is a woman after all. A woman's heart is elusive and delicate. A detail that Yang Tian didn't pay attention to at all calmed down the third young master's anger.

"The first person he protected was me."

At that moment, the third young master had this news pop up in his head.

"The great, kind, lovely, and benevolent God of Light, come and protect the beautiful, lovely, pure, and kind sister Zheng Zheng. If you don't call me Rice Tong, I would be even more perfect - [Guardian of Light]!" Yang Tian once again

Shamelessly chanted.

The little princess Hua Zhengzheng, who was already nervous to hear her own heartbeat, suddenly laughed out loud when she heard Yang Tian's strange and novel spell, and her big eyes turned into crescent shapes.

Next, Yang Tian quickly added the guardian of light to everyone, but never changed the spell. But it was the turn of the last person, who often pretended to be on top of Yang Tian, ​​even like a clown.

When Murong Changkong wanted to embarrass Yang Tian, ​​Yang Tian smiled shamelessly.

When Murong Changkong saw Yang Tian's smile, he felt angry. He was afraid that Yang Tian would say something that would make him lose face while reciting the spell, so he hurriedly snorted coldly and said, "I don't need your protection, this young master!"

Yang Tian chuckled and said calmly: "Oh, I was just about to tell you that I have always only protected people. So, forget it."

"Fuck, what do you mean, am I not a human being?"

"Nonsense, do you need to say this? It's definitely not the case. How can a person have nostrils in the sky?"

The nostrils are in the sky? After hearing Yang Tian's words, everyone looked at Murong Changkong's head raised high, and finally couldn't help it, and burst into laughter.

"You!" Angryong Changkong pointed angrily at Yang Tian, ​​his face turned purple with anger.

"Idiot." Yang Tian said lightly. After saying that, he started singing again. [The Light of the God of War] was quickly injected into everyone again.

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