After Andrew pushed the topic of sorcerers, he looked at everyone in the council room, as if they had heard a thunderbolt, and the discussion gradually became louder.

Elder Mu En slapped the table excitedly, his face indignant. "How many of our people have these sorcerers killed? Don't forget that the sorcerers are still standing in our council chamber today. We will avenge the death of our people at their hands!"

Liu Jingchen smiled at Andrew. "I'm willing to take on Elder Muen's challenge!"

Elder Mu En froze there for a while, and his face suddenly became a little ugly. "I'm afraid you won't succeed, it's not for the sake of the dwarf king today, I want to fight you to the death. ”

Andrew didn't mean to dissuade, he glanced at Elder Mu En, and said loudly to the noisy crowd: "Okay! After reading it, you should know what to do in the future. ”

Mu En's face was dead, he naturally wouldn't have thought that Andrew would really let them fight, but the words had already been spoken, and they could never be taken back. He carefully looked at the sorcerer in front of him, and the young man's face was full of arrogance and disdain.

The chamber was spacious enough that tables and chairs were moved away to leave the center. The battle of magic does not need much space, and between gestures, life and death are decided.

Elder Mu En's face flushed and he stood in the middle.

Liu Jingchen slowly walked to the center, nodding humbly to everyone, and he always had a smile on his face. He clenched his fist at Elder Mu En and said, "I hope my subordinates will show mercy." ”

Elder Mu En snorted coldly and said to Liu Jingchen, "You don't have to pretend, just use any means!" After speaking, he propped up a golden shield.

The people around them stared nervously at the two people in the center of the field.

Patriarch Eric activated his spiritual power and opened an enchantment, enveloping the two facing each other.

Elder Mu En raised his hand slowly, and a strong wave of qi was born in his palm, tumbling and spreading in the enchantment.

Liu Jingchen's robe was rolled up by the qi waves, and fluttered rapidly with the qi. He didn't move, like a statue standing still.

A swift lightning roared towards Liu Jingchen, drawing a sharp curve in the tumbling waves of qi.

Liu Jingchen flipped his wrist and gently supported it. The lightning bolts are collected in the palm of the hand and converge into a brilliant ball of light, "whoosh" and emitted blue flames.

Elder Muen's face changed slightly, and he roared angrily and struck again. A huge fireball condensed and formed in the air, and the fierce flames seemed to be unaffected by the air current, roaring towards Liu Jingchen.

Liu Jingchen just flicked his hand, and the fireball changed its trajectory, flew in the direction of his finger, hit the barrier, and exploded.

Liu Jingchen raised his hand slowly, and the blue ball of light in his palm jumped happily. "Elder Mu En, be careful!" he pushed his arm violently, and the ball of light whistled out of his hand, and the rushing air flow was also torn apart, dragging a light blue trail in the air.

Elder Mu En didn't dare to take it hard, turned sideways, and dodged in embarrassment.

The ball of light instantly shattered Elder Muen's shield, and the aftermath continued unabated, hitting the enchantment behind it. The burst electric light swam unscrupulously across the barrier, "sizzling". The barrier under the patriarch Erik has also cracked!

Everyone was horrified, their faces were frightened, their eyes widened, and they seemed to be in disbelief.

Liu Jingchen didn't give Elder Mu En a chance to breathe, his body moved slightly, and the person was approaching. No one could see his movements clearly, and in the blink of an eye, he was already standing within a fist distance in front of Elder Muen.

Elder Mu En stepped back in horror, his old face losing its color. The ethereal and invisible murderous aura on the young man in front of him forced him not to breathe.

Liu Jingchen pinched the knot in his right hand and pointed at the air. A faint air current enveloped Elder Mu En and hung him in the air. The air flow became stronger and stronger, glowing with a blazing white light.

Elder Mu En had completely lost the ability to fight back, his body struggling painfully in the white light, as if he couldn't breathe, and his face was flushed.

Seeing this scene, everyone turned their eyes to Andrew's body, hoping that the dwarf king could come to the rescue.

Even Ryan was nervous, in addition to fearing the powerful spiritual power of the magician, he was more concerned about Elder Muen's life. She tried to stop it, but was blocked by Andrew's gaze.

Just when everyone was sweating for Elder Mu En, Elder Mu En's body changed, which was extremely weird.

Between life and death, Elder Mu En's body suddenly became ethereal and looming. A faint green smoke surrounded his body, as if with great spiritual power.

The blazing ball of light was strongly resisted, and those green smoke rolled up, and it could break through the ball of light at any time. Elder Muen's face also showed a dark blue, and his face turned hideous, and he roared with anger.

Liu Jingchen jumped back into the distance and stopped attacking, his face calm.

People whispered. "Elder Muen, what kind of magic is this, how does it look like dark magic. ”

The pressure on his body was relieved, and Elder Mu En fell to the ground, instantly returning to normal. He saw the strange gazes of his clansmen, like sharp cold rays, shooting at him in unison.

Silence, an unsettling breath wafted through the silent air.

Eric broke the momentary silence, his voice mixed with anger and unease. "Elder Muen, what's the matter with your dark magic? I think you must have something to say. ”

Elder Mu En stood in the center of the council chamber, he glanced around at everyone, and finally fixed his gaze on Liu Jingchen's face.

Andrew looked at Elder Muen and said slowly, "You'd better not think about running away, you won't have a chance." ”

Elder Mu En withdrew his gaze and pondered for a long time. "You must not have seen that terrifying spiritual power, and we have no chance of winning. I saw with my own eyes that terrible power, like a god in the sky. ”

Liu Jingchen said: "As far as I know, the magic of a sorcerer is not something that ordinary people can practice, and it requires a deep foundation. I've never heard of a dwarven being able to practice that kind of magic, after all, the dwarves are the same as the swordsman, they are called the chosen ones, just like your spiritual powers, which have been arranged by the gods a long time ago. ”

Elder Mu En met his gaze and smiled bitterly. "Sorcerer, have you ever seen such a thing as the resurrection of the dead?" he fell into a long memory. "My son was raised again. I buried him myself, but he stood in front of me and called me softly. ”

Liu Jingchen's calm face suddenly set off a flush. His mouth was wide open like everyone else, and the sound of his heart beating sounded like thunder.