The sense of crisis in Mitchell's heart became even heavier.

The opponent is too strong, and it is clearly well prepared and well planned. Don't look at the large number of your subordinates, but they are all rabble, and they are by no means opponents of those elite soldiers on the opposite side.

These bandits don't have any outstanding professionals, and Mitchell is not distressed by the loss. As long as he, the leader, is still around, he will soon be able to gather another bandit. Being able to provide cover for his safe evacuation is the greatest manifestation of their value.

Just after taking two steps, Mitchell was warned, and his body slammed to the left.

He heard a soft thud, and a hot fiery red ray grazed his side and shot diagonally into the ground, and the hard pavement immediately had a small bottomless hole.

Mitchell tilted his head slightly, and saw the young magician leap off the boulder and chase after him alone.

The gray wolf is cunning by nature, and has a lot of combat experience, and he also has his own experience in how to escape from the pursuit of magicians. I saw him kick under his feet and rush out to the left. Suddenly, he swerved and went straight ahead, but the next moment, he turned to the right again.

The boy who chased after him was obviously a little confused by his irregular change of position, and he just fired the ray magic in vain, but it was easily avoided by the gray wolf.

But Mitchell's plan to escape from the battlefield was also delayed by the teenager, and the speed of the two was slowly approaching. Farther away, the fierce archers had already switched to swords, and they were in close combat with the bandits, and they had the upper hand in the battle. In addition, four or five soldiers were divided, and they were rushing to the two of them.

Seeing that he was about to be caught up by the teenager, the gray wolf Mitchell did not have a panic on his face, but showed a smile that he had succeeded in his treacherous plan.

"Drink!" Mitchell let out a loud shout, and the silver fighting spirit was running to the extreme, and a faint footprint was made on the hard stone road under his feet, and his figure catapulted out like a cannonball.

Don't retreat, move forward! The direction he was heading was directed at the young magician.

The gray wolf knew very well in his heart that it was a very difficult and dangerous thing to escape in front of a magician who was not weak. This battlefield was obviously carefully selected by the other party, and the surrounding field of vision was wide, and there was nothing to obstruct it. In other words, he is in danger at all times until he escapes the range of the magician's magical attacks.

Moreover, Mitchell does not believe that the other party has only one magician powerhouse who is good at long-range attacks. If there was another Silver Fighter, even a Bronze High-level Fighter, with the cooperation of the firefights between far and near, he would not dare to guarantee that he would leave here alive.

Therefore, seeing that the young magician who lacked experience in life-and-death fighting, he actually abandoned his guards and chased after him alone. Mitchell had already judged the situation in an instant and set up the game.

Quickly take out this magician before the other strong people on the other side arrive, and then leave the battlefield and flee into the mountains and fields with difficult terrain.

The distance between the two had been much closer between the pursuit, and then Mitchell turned around and pounced, although the boy realized that something was wrong and stopped in a hurry, but before he could react otherwise, Mitchell's gray hair had already flashed in front of him.

The frightened expression of the young magician in his eyes continued to grow, and Mitchell seemed to have felt the familiar thrill of killing. Moreover, it is the extreme pleasure of killing a teenage genius.

This boy was undoubtedly a genius, an extremely rare genius. Seeing that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he could cast level 5 magic, and he had actually reached the realm of a magister. Such a talent is rare in the entire continent. And seeing that he cast a total of 3 kinds of magic just now, the 3 kinds of magic are actually different.

Less than twenty years old, Magister realm, three-line magic affinity physique. Tut-tut, such a rare young genius was actually caught by the Hilton family. In addition, the news from the line eye said that their newly recruited worship Anthony was also a sixteen-year-old silver-level genius. Could it be that their ancestral graves are smoking, and young geniuses are piling up in their homes?

Huh~ That's not right!

Sixteen-year-old teenage genius...... Silver ...... Top Magical Talents...... I only practiced for about ten days...... All of them have a magical affinity constitution...... The tour leader is Anthony...... There are three different magical ...... Sixteen or seventeen-year-old Magisters...... Rare Genius......

A jumble of words swirled around in Mitchell's mind, and he seemed to have a very important point in mind, but when he tried to grasp what was in front of him, the inspiration drifted through his fingers like smoke.

It's a long story, the battle is changing in an instant, and before he can figure out why, the young magician is already within reach. Mitchell gritted his teeth and punched the boy in the chest with a thud.

No matter! Kill this magician first, whether you fight or flee, without the shackles of magic, you will have more choices.

Suddenly, the panicked look on the young man's face disappeared, and in his place, there was calm. There was no fear or panic in the eyes he looked at Mitchell. Yes, just apathy.

looked at him indifferently.

It's like looking at a dying person!

Mitchell's eyes widened instantly. Between the lightning and flint, he finally stitched together the broken fragments in his brain.

Hit the trick!

This young magician is the new enshrinement with the strength of a silver-level fighter, Anthony? Bruce!

I just said, it is rare for a small earl family like Hilton to have such a genius willing to play for them, how can it be possible to recruit two peerless young geniuses in a row.

It turns out that the Young Silver Fighter and the Young Magister are basically the same person!

If the legal profession allows a martial artist of the same level to get close, life and death are equivalent to being in the hands of others. However, if two fighters are engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and one has been planning for a long time, the other side has other intentions......

While throwing a fatal punch at the young magician, Mitchell also kept an eye on his surroundings, beware of the silver-level "Anthony" team leader.

Where would he have thought that the object of his vigilance, which he had always attached great importance to, was precisely the magician he thought he could easily take.

A metallic glow flashed, and Anthony was covered with a layer of armor-like light.

Then, he let go of his staff and drew a circle in front of him with his left hand, slightly deflecting Mitchell's fist. Taking advantage of the flaws that the other party revealed in an instant, the powerful King Kong palm took advantage of the void to enter.

"Bang!"

"Smack!"

Both men hit their targets with their fists, but the results were very different.

Anthony took three steps back in the direction of his fist, his footwork strange and mysterious. After three steps, as soon as you step on the ground, you immediately rush forward like an arrow from the string.

Because he was always on guard against possible masters, Mitchell's punch strength was originally reserved, and his strength was at most seven points. Then it was pulled by Anthony's Tai Chi Yun hand, so that the strength deviated slightly, and the punch strength was only five points.

With such an attack, Anthony was not afraid to stand and let him fight. Not to mention, for the sake of safety, and in order to experiment with the combination of magic and martial arts in actual combat, he also brushed himself with a "steel skin".

The attack of the gray wolf leader can only tickle Anthony.

But Anthony's palm is definitely not an itch.

As Anthony's first systematic skill, the "Mighty King Kong Palm" is extremely powerful. Moreover, the power also increased with the increase in Anthony's strength.

A "strong King Kong palm" alone has already beaten the almost defenseless Mitchell to vomit blood. But the silver-level fighting qi that followed directly broke his three ribs.

"Thunder and Fighting Spirit!"

A few years ago, Mitchell was injured under Andres's "thunderous fighting spirit" and lay on the ** for two months. Unexpectedly, a few years later, I changed my opponent, and in the end, I still fell under this "thunder and fighting spirit".

The difference is that this time I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to lie down on the ** to recuperate.

However, the gray wolf is very unwilling and curious. This Anthony, who is said to be a waste material a year ago, awakens what kind of bloodline inheritance! Not only did they cultivate both demons and martial arts, but they both reached the third realm in just one year.

How could such a demon be encountered by me!