Versatile Mage

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The ice sable blue deacon saw this kind of flame flying dragon, the palm of the hand arbitrarily pushed forward, and there was a thick and incomparable ice wall in front.

After the fierce smashing fist hit the thick wall of ice, it immediately flew away, and could not penetrate this defense!

"The silence is dead!"

Mo Fan then showed the ability of the thunder, and Ray's beam showed a black death wave, and the sly hit the wall of ice.

Behind the wall of ice, the vague figure flickered, and the dead light seemed to hit only one afterimage, and did not hit the hateful blue deacon.

The air still echoes this guy's ugly sneer. Mofan looks around and suddenly finds several ice walls around him. The ice wall reflects with light, like a mirror, so many dozens of blue people Approaching Mo Fan, the pointed face is even more cruel and evil smile!

Mo Fanli slammed into the ground and rushed nine flaming columns to break the ice mirrors around.

Momo quickly discovered that the magic power of his own fire was much worse than usual. He felt that the 2.5 times power increase of the spirit was suppressed by at least half, and the ice layer that was easily crushed was difficult. break in!

"Field??" Mo Fan frowned.

This person's powerful ice field has been reduced by at least 40% of the power of Mofan Fire Magic. It is no wonder that a full-fledged Taekwondo has not broken the defense formed by the other side.

The blue deacon is close, a pair of pupils deep in the eyelids always with a sneer, dozens of eyes around, indeed also caused a strong psychological pressure on Mo Fan!

"The rule of the night!"

Realizing that the other person is probably a spiritual master, Mo Fan immediately showed the dark magic.

The other's eyes are full of fear, and the inner fear is more and more magnified by so many eyes. The best solution is darkness, so that the surrounding area is dark enough to hide itself and make the other party unable to find themselves.

"It’s useless, this trick is in front of me..."

The clothing deacon appeared behind Mo Fan, and all the front ends of the strips were all sharp sharp thorns. The ice iron lock suddenly rushed toward Mo Fan, completely to Mofan with these chains! !

The ice-tip chain was extremely fast, and it flashed past it, completely stabbing it from Mofan.

However, the moment Mofan touched the ice chain, it turned into a faint shadow, like a black smoke dissipated in place.

"It's a bit interesting, hiding well!" The blue-dressed deacon evoked a corner of his mouth and revealed a yellow tooth.

While he was talking, his body slammed to the side, and his eyes passed through the darkness, and he ran into the eyes of Mofan hidden in the darkness!

A glimpse of the light flew in that direction, a long arc fluttering in the air, such as a whip, hitting the blue deacon.

In front of the blue deacon, there was another ice armor. The dressing was just to protect him behind, and was protected from lightning.

"Get me out!" The blue deacon was violent.

A few pieces of the ice blade rotate around the blue deacon, and as the blue deacon's idea strengthens, more big ice blades roar in his body.

The ice blade is stirring, the range is getting bigger and bigger, and the cars that have been smashed are easily broken into pieces.

From a small rotation to a fierce ice blade violent attack, it was not long before Mofan’s entire night ruled area was filled with this terrible ice-knife dance. Under this terrible magic, it took a few seconds to stand. There is no bones! !

Mo Fan felt the threat of the ice blade violent, and did not dare to stay in his dark field.

He hurried to escape, but the spread of the ice blade knife dance is still sweeping, still following...

With the street as the center, the ice-blade knives and dances are destroyed. There is no longer a complete object. The cars on the street are full of iron filings. The buildings on both sides are broken into fine sand, if not before. The hailstorm struck, dispelling most of the people on this street, and hundreds of people were killed in this terrible power in a flash.

Mofan blood animal boots and shadows used together, this only barely ran out of the attack range of this ice blade knife dance.

Turning around, I suddenly saw that the street disappeared, all of them were powder and debris, and Mo Fan took a breath!

This blue deacon who wants his own life is terrible! !

"Mofan, we are running away, we are not his opponent at all!!" Zhao Manyan shouted.

This person is too strong, and some of their high-ranking mages don’t even know how to help, and the opponent’s arbitrary magic has to let them evade and escape. This kind of battle is huge, and it is the most important to save your life. of!

Mo Fan is not the kind of person who does not know the current affairs. Salang is a real person. The strength of the people sent to kill himself is terrible. If it is not his own cultivation, he has grown a lot, and he was detained by this sharp face in minutes. Kill it! !

"Who is actually on the streets of New York!"

Just then, a middle-aged man’s anger came from afar.

The man was wearing black gold clothes and a pair of winged magic gears behind him. He hovered at the end of a fragmentary street not far away, his eyes locked in the blue deacon.

Black gold, this is the symbol of the Temple Master!

Zhao Manyan, Jiang Shaoxu, and Jiang Yan saw the Temple Master appear in time and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

After a short time, everyone estimates that it is really dead, this ice mage is terrible!

"Do not hesitate, go to hell!" Hail Blue suit deacon still with disdain.

His eyes flashed with sorrows, forming a mental impact, and hit the temple mage at a distance.

The Shrine Master showed a horrifying color, just to respond, and the result was a mess, and even some basic magic could not be used.

The hail blue suit deacon was lifted, and in the hail of the sky, a huge ice cube like a mountain peak fell from the top of the temple mage! !

The ice of this half-mountain peak, the stout position is already equivalent to a building, so that it is plunged into the head of the temple mage, and the temple mage can't do any resistance...

"Learning!"

At the beginning of the millennium, Mo Fan’s hand grabbed the position of the Temple Master, and he was still stunned by the confusion.

A boom? The building-shaped ice body has fallen, and it has been more than ten meters into the ground. There are countless cracks in the long streets!

The shrine master has been coming from that kind of spiritual confusion. When he saw the terrible scene in front, he could not help but tremble.

If there was a space to save him, he had already been plunged into the ground.

As a temple mage, he never thought that the strength of the people who were in the streets would be so strong.

"Call~~call~~~~"

A purple whirlwind came from the other side of the alley and stayed in front of Mo Fan.

Mo Fan took a look at this person's dress, the same black gold, should be a purple wind spirit of the wind master, judging from the breath, this person's strength just a little bit stronger than just died.

"When you first patrol the internship, you will encounter such a strong person... I will deal with it, you protect other innocent people." said the purple temple shrine master.

After saying this, the Purple Wind Temple Master took a step and stared blankly at the ice blue deacon.

The purple airflow is constantly surrounded by them. They look messy and disorderly, but they form an ever-increasing cycle. The wind pushes the wind, the track is more and more, and it is becoming more and more obvious...

"Purple wind field... Hey!" The ice-cream blue suit deacon snorted.

The Temple Master is much faster than he imagined, especially the guy who can control the purple airflow.

It’s not afraid of this little famous temple mage, but the hail blue suit deacon to take into account the place where the temple of freedom is here. In case any super-president who is idle and has nothing to go around, he will come back and he will retreat. Difficult!

"I didn't kill a few people today. It's really unhappy. But next time, I will definitely make up for today's dissatisfaction!" The hail blue suit deacon did not have any confusion.

The purple airflow has already wrapped him in. Suddenly, the huge hail is frantic.

The hail is very dense and dense, and the figure of the blue deacon is blurred.

The purple wind temple mages just about to launch an offensive, the frenzy of the hailstorm, the blue deacon has disappeared...

The ice didn't last longer, and the air gradually began to rise. The Purple Wind Master looked around. After a long time, I confirmed that the person's breath was completely gone. Then I picked up the communication device and whispered a few words.

In the face of such a thing, it is natural to immediately report the Temple of Freedom. The damage to this street is quite high, and it is still unclear how many people are injured.

"Teacher, don't you leave him?" asked the shrine master of the winged magical whisper.

"I can't keep him." The Purple Wind Temple Master turned and looked at Mo Fan, who was all blood.

It can be seen that the target of the murderer is just this young man. What makes the purple wind temple mage feel strange is that with the powerful strength and powerful field of the villain, there is no killing of the youth in a short time. The strength of youth is not normal!

"You are a Chinese national player?" said the purple wind mage.

"Well." Mofan nodded.

"I have seen your test in the afternoon, who is that guy, why do you want your life?" asked the Purple Wind Temple Master.

"The Black Holy See, I am relatively big with them, don't say those first, you quickly send people to the cure." Mo Fan sees both of them can fly, hurriedly said.

"Your injury is not light."

"I am fine." Mo Fan's physical condition is special, and this degree of injury is not fatal.

"This matter, our temple mages will be traced, but according to me, the guy will find a chance to kill you, you are careful." said the Purple Wind Temple Master.

"He dared to start less than five kilometers from your Freedom Temple. I think it would be useless to be careful," Mofan said.

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