Xiao Yanji possessed the body, and the power of the Falling Fist was already extremely domineering, and the fourth-level Fierce Fist of Dongfang Lie was defeated miserably!

And now, Mo Fan himself has also cultivated the fourth-level Fierce Fist, Mei Yan's 2. A 5x increase in the power of the fire system is enough to make this Fierce Fist-Jiujiao even more irritable!

And Xiao Yanji's possession and the fourth-level fierce fist were stacked together, and the Meteor Fist Nine Jiao that blasted out was even more tyrannical and irritable, and even the commander-level creatures could not necessarily parry!

What is certain is that the power of this Meteor Fist Nine Jiao has definitely reached the level of high-level magic.

Mo Fan had thought that when his 49 stars were refined, he could completely rely on the fourth-level fierce fist and Xiao Yanji's possession to blast out the level of high-level magic, but he didn't expect that the power would be a few points stronger than he expected, this is the real middle-level invincible!

"You'll leave the rest, two. Mo Fan shouted, and didn't delay much on this dead street, hurriedly following the crowd.

Mo Fan has the grace of a hermit master to make a move to rewrite the battle situation at a critical moment, turn around and float away, and let the two little brothers of the Praetorian Guard mage finish up, in fact, the magic energy is swept away, and he will not find a place to hide and recuperate, a little undead and a small skeleton can take his life.

But I have to say that Mo Fan's punch helped the two Praetorian Mages a lot, and Zuo Feng's key soul control heart successfully manipulated the corpse of the meat mound for 5 seconds.

Don't underestimate these 5 seconds, it only takes a second or two for a Commander-level creature to destroy an undead army, and these 5 seconds are the ultimate charge for the Meat Ball Corpse, crushing hundreds of skeletons of its own production!

Those little skeletons are also pitiful, and a moment ago they were charging with the king to cut down those living people. As a result, after being beaten away, the king collided with him like a nervous disorder, and they themselves were creatures who had died once. Who cares about the shadow area in their hearts, the shadow crushed by their king is so big that they can't hide it with their hands and feet.

Skull debris everywhere. After paving this wide street, those ghosts and ghosts with a little wisdom saw that the corpses were no longer distinguishable from each other, and fled in panic.

Without the interference of these imps and generals, the two Praetorian Mages could let go of their hands and feet, and the high-level magic was one after another, shaking the street to almost fall apart!

"Zuo Feng, who is that person?" The national character face Praetorian Guard mage was the earth system, and after successfully using the pupil of the rock demon to petrify the flesh mound corpse, he breathed a sigh of relief. I thought back to the young fire mage.

"I didn't know, I thought it was just a college student from the Shadow Department!" Zuo Feng glanced back and saw that the young man was missing from the street.

"I really didn't expect that he would have helped us stabilize the situation, otherwise we would have made a big mistake. The national character face Praetorian Guard mage said.

Zuo Feng nodded.

In fact, if the three of them joined forces, it would not be difficult to kill the corpse of the meat mound, but it was really the terrible ability of the corpse of the meat hill that had to be returned to the upper echelons, and the people were almost killed if there was one less person.

Fortunately, that shadow college student was so wicked that he blasted away the horse-like corpse with only mid-level magic!

"That college student can't control the soul seed flame, right?" The country-faced Praetorian Guard mage glanced at the Flesh Hill Corpse and found that the Meat Hill Corpse was no longer able to break free from his petrification power.

"It's not. I was close just now, it must have been some kind of very rare magic tool that made his fourth-level fierce fist more powerful. Zuo Feng replied.

Zuo Feng only saw the flames on Mo Fan's body, but did not see the scene of Xiao Yanji's possession. So he could only explain it with magic tools.

"Fourth Rank Fierce Fist...... That's a full 49 spirits, four or five million for one spirit...... The prince of the Great Magic Clan, right??" said the country-faced Praetorian Guard mage with a shocked expression.

He, the Praetorian Guard Mage, had just bought a winged magic tool after spending years of savings, and it was worth more than 100 million. This young man strengthened the fire system to the fourth level, how could he get more than 200 million yuan!!

Ten million is not a small number for a high-level mage. Hundred million is a huge amount, and anyway, he can't afford to be a Praetorian Mage who can't come up with so much money.

Rich. It's not so capricious!!

"Anyway, his fourth-level Fierce Punch saved us all. Zuo Feng still said in a trance.

There are already a few people who have strengthened the beginner magic to the fourth level, not to mention the fourth-level middle-level magic that requires huge resources, and he is as talented as Dongfang Lie, so he can barely use the fourth-level fierce fist, but if he is really strengthened like Mo Fan, it is estimated that he is the only one in the whole of China.

And just this fourth-level fierce fist man happened to be bumped into by two Praetorian Guard mages who were ordered to be in danger, can't this be burned incense and worship the Buddha to thank Guanyin Bodhisattva??

"Kill this beast, let's go find him, this kind of strong man is very much needed in this critical moment. The national character face Praetorian Guard mage said.

"Forget it, others are mid-level mages after all, and I can feel that his spirit is declining, his magic energy is exhausted, most likely he fought at the city wall last night and has not closed his eyes until now......" Zuo Feng is a psychic mage, so he can naturally perceive some information from the fluctuations of his mind.

"Well, when the crisis is over, we should go and thank him. ”

"Well, if this crisis can be resolved...... Zuo Feng's gaze swept over the rain-watered ancient city, obviously not holding out much hope for a safe pass.

......

Mo Fan was very tired, and he had indeed been fighting since last night until now.

After the star wolf was treated, it was quite able to hold on, Mo Fan simply lay on the back of the star wolf and fell asleep, if there was any situation, this guy would wake him up.

Mo Fan didn't follow the big army anymore, what he could do had been done, and what he couldn't do was also done, it was up to God whether this group of people lived or died, he was not a monkey and had to send the Buddha to the west.

Mu Bai and Zhou Min themselves were more compassionate, and some lost Bocheng people had also been found in this group, so the two of them wanted to send them safely to the inner city.

Mo Fan didn't go to the inner city, he had to go to Liu Ru.

The Star Wolf told Mo Fan that Liu Ru was in the other direction, and Mo Fan said goodbye to Zhou Min and Mu Bai, and let the Star Wolf carry himself to find Liu Ru's breath.

The short man didn't follow Mo Fan anymore, he naturally went to find his other hunter friends, and everyone sent a message to the inner city wall and went their separate ways.

Whether it's walking alone, the Swift Star Wolf has a nose and can avoid some unnecessary battles.

Considering Mo Fan's empty blue, the Swift Star Wolf deliberately and carefully bypassed the undead, and when he found Liu Ru, Mo Fan's own safety would be much more guaranteed, and Liu Ru's combat effectiveness was not weak. (To be continued.) )