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The old rascal held his chin and smacked it for a long time.

The "Flame Knife" he kicked with his right foot was clearly shot at a special angle, relying on a super-large flight arc to give all onlookers an illusion of vision, and then attacking the target by surprise with excellent landing magic.

High-level mages all have the ability to "gaze on", so how easy is it to dodge the interception magic launched by the dragon?

Moreover, after this "Flame Knife" cut off Prince Moore's jewel crown, it immediately disappeared into invisibility, and did not accidentally injure other elven guards, and the control of elemental mana was simply wonderful! It's so hard! Any mage can do it with all his might, but reducing the power of a spell to this point is too powerful!

This small "flame knife" has already exerted the strength, angle, arc, and speed to an almost perfect realm!

"Could this be the strength of the Innate Fire Physique Mage?" Liu Zhenzhen scratched his head, turned his head to look at Beckham, and felt sad while watching, human beings are human beings, and there will be no shortage of Junyan geniuses at any time!

Xiao Bei owed the boss and smiled very upright.

If handsome can kill, Liu Zhenzhen is definitely a thousand cuts now.

Prince Moore was surrounded by the guards, touching his head vigorously, and sweating profusely behind his back.

The eight Drow Masters were still moving fast, and they had summoned themselves the demons of the Deep Continent such as the Hell Stalker and the Cramdocus, and guarded them at their own side.

The fright just now is really too scary, and this "flame knife" is really too tricky!

The Elder of the Shepherd was still quietly gesturing and muttering long and obscure incantations, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but take a closer look at Beckham.

"David, when will I take some time to help you find a beautiful woman to be your secretary, help you wash your clothes and cook!" Liu Zhenzhen squeezed his eyebrows at the leader of his mage group. He knew that Beckham hadn't married a wife yet, and many magicians were like this, who had studied magic all their lives, and handled other private matters succinctly.

Liu Zhenzhen has decided that he must trap this magic wizard, he is a hen, whether it is Beamon or Fei Lengcui, he will need to cultivate countless magical successors in the future.

Beckham's face was flushed and shy.

Prince Benitez on the city tower finally woke up at this time, squinted at Liu Zhenzhen, and nodded at Beckham with a smile.

His Royal Highness the Prince performed very well, and this graceful demeanor made him lose face.

"We Fallen Elves also have magicians, if Richard is interested, I might as well call one and compete with you, a mage." His Royal Highness continued to laugh.

Liu Zhenzhen turned his head to look at David, and the head of the Fei Leng Cui Mage Group shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

A Moorish mage riding a blood baby flew into the sky at once, his eyes almost ready to be eaten alive by Beckham.

"I'm 'Wimbledon' Sullivan!" Twenty-five blood-colored balls of light swam around the neck of this blood mage, and they were quite polite.

"Wimbledon" means "Dana" in the Elven language, and in layman's terms, it is a leader, and Moore only has forty-two high-level mages, and this one is undoubtedly the best.

"I am David, the first head of the Wizard Regiment; David Beckham. The handsome mage nodded gracefully, saluted his opponent, and then raised his foot, and a "flame knife" appeared again.

Instant magic!

Aegean mages are extremely strict, even if they are limited by the laws of the elements, and they can instantly cast a specific apprentice-level spell without chanting, at least a high-level title, and they must be cultivated for a long time to do so - similarly, Warsong's single-control aura is also limited by this elemental law.

David's hand is equivalent to revealing his trade union title from the side.

The dripping and spinning "Flame Knife" quickly circled in the air, throwing out a beautiful arc, and the tail flame was brilliant.

Master Sullivan's blood baby was obviously hatched from the egg of a wind-based flying demonic beast, and when he opened his mouth, he was a red and white "Wind Arrow", wanting to intercept the "Flame Knife".

Just like just now, the "Arrow of the Wind" had obviously captured the trajectory of the "Flame Knife", but because it couldn't learn that tricky flight arc at all, it was off the beaten track in a misguided eye.

Blood magic is a magic that is known for its speed, and I didn't see how Mage Sullivan prepared it, and a "colorful blood arrow" followed closely to meet it.

The "Flame Knife" and the "Colorful Blood Arrow" staggered between the lightning and flint, first slicing the "Light Ball Shield" and then bursting out a huge cloud of sparks on his face.

As for Master Sullivan's "Colorful Blood Arrow", God knows where it went.

Everyone watching this showdown trembled.

The "Light Ball Shield" of a high-level blood mage can at least resist the attack of a spell of the same level, how can it be defeated by a trainee-level magic?

With a cry of pain, Master Sullivan smashed an upside-down onion from the Blood Baby's back to the ground.

His long and thick and gorgeous hair was completely wrapped in flames, burning quickly and vigorously, and a kind of "sizzling" sound unique to fever sounded endlessly, and the whole person fell to the ground like a burning candle.

Fortunately, the Blood Infant glided in time and grabbed the Sullivan mage again, and it seemed that the Blood Infant was preparing to find Beckham desperately, but Gleanen suddenly opened his mouth, and the Blood Infant was frightened and retreated into the distance.

The handsome leader of the Emerald Mage Regiment twisted his waist and waved his hand again, raised his leg and kicked out an indigo "Flame Knife", and the surging blue tail flame pulled a huge arc like an arena track in the sky, and went around a large circle, magically hitting the spire of the tallest building in Lucerne, a twin tower.

This twin tower is the Breaking Law School, and at the top of the top stands an iron branch, on which stands an imposing iron rooster, which turns when the wind blows. The indigo "Flame Knife" swept silently, slashing most of the iron rooster's body away, and continued to soar into the air, turning into a cloud of blurry and exploding blue star chips.

Eyeballs bouncing all over the place.

From this handsome mage to the twin towers in the city, there is at least a distance of more than four thousand yards! If you count his "Flame Knife" after cutting off the iron rooster, he still has a size that soars forward, it is estimated that 5,000 yards is only a lot more!

Magic range is the most intuitive way to evaluate a mage's guild title, five thousand yards, what is this concept?

Among the seven major union titles of magicians, from magic apprentices to senior mages, they are all 500 yards bonus, and only on the iron threshold of magicians will the range bonus become irregular. But one thing that is recognized by the Pan-Continent magic community is that the range of the Magus is at least 3,000 yards, and the Magister is at least 4,500 yards! As for the Holy Order, that's not to mention.

That's why high-level mages are so scary, they can strike you when they're far away from the battlefield! However, magic range is of little use against single attack spells. After all, it's too far away, and the gaze lock doesn't work at all, and it's incredible that a Beckham can hit the target so accurately from a distance of 5,000 yards!

Could it be that he is a great magician? How could there be such a young magister?

Everyone's brain is like a farmer's wheat field, crisscrossed by countless chaotic ideas.

This "Flame Knife" even caused all the Hell Black Dragons to raise the scales on their bodies!

Liu Zhenzhen also opened his mouth wide, and he didn't close it for a while.

It turns out that this is the real strength of Beckham!

The fire element condensed by this "Flame Knife" was so strong that even Liu Zhenzhen was secretly shocked! Although it is not as high as the elemental condensation degree of Katyusha, it has definitely exceeded the elemental condensation degree of Mo'er who has taken "Blue Blood Danqing"!

The magic with extremely high purity, no matter how diligent and hard you practice the day after tomorrow, it is useless, this is absolutely Tianbin!

The piercing power of this spell is often amazing, and it is especially good at piercing through magic defenses.

"It's just a coincidence! Generally speaking, with such a long distance, my 'Flame Knife' kicks would only hit 30% at most with 10 kicks. Beckham humbly shrugged his shoulders to the boss.

"Becky!" Liu Zhenzhen looked at his mage leader with shiny eyes, and said in a low voice, "Since you are a mage, you should be able to summon forbidden spells, right?" ”

"Boss, I'm not a magician! I don't have a union title at all! Ever since I was a child, my mentor had only allowed me to practice the 'Flame Knife' day and night, and never allowed me to learn other fire magic! As for the forbidden spells, I originally had a 'Red Luo Prison Sea Scroll', but before I came, the master asked me to go back. Beckham smiled wryly.

"Huh?" Liu Zhenzhen's eyes straightened.

Lao Liu didn't expect Master Stefano to go to such extremes, as a great magician, he only practiced one fire-based magic, and actually let his apprentices only practice "one" magic from childhood to adulthood? Just a flame knife?

"My mentor once said: simple and direct magic is the most effective magic! He wouldn't let me learn other fire magic because he was afraid I would be distracted. Beckham saw the lord's question, and smiled: "Boss, I am born with a fire physique, and I can completely open a bow with my left and right feet together, and it is also instantaneous!" In terms of range, I've found that arc magic attacks can greatly increase range, and they can also dodge opponents' interceptions, and it seems to be more convenient to fire with your feet than with your hands! I've figured it out! ”

"Day!"

Liu Zhenmao suddenly opened!

It's a new way to use magic!

Ever since he met Master Puskash, Liu Zhenzhen has gradually come to realize a new world of magic - it turns out that the use of magic and magic pets are different! Level is not a weight that restricts strength, and low-level spells can also exert great lethality if used properly!

Master Puskas is good at taking advantage of the timing of his shots, and in Kalimantan, he used a single crappy magic to make his opponent inhale a puff of carbon dioxide at the moment of inhalation, causing himself to trigger a magic backlash!

Beckham uses angles and arcs, and also uses a lame magic to adopt a magical flight posture that distorts dynamics, which can not only achieve ultra-long-range shooting range, but also make the opponent unable to intercept at all, so as to hit with one hit!

This kid is amazing! So young! Oh my god! Got a baby! Liu Zhenzhen couldn't help but feel a little proud.

At the same time, he felt that he had created a new way to use magic - he set all his magic as shields, withstand his opponent's attacks, and then rush up and stab his opponent to death!

"I told you before! I have come with the spear and the olive branch of the Emerald warrior, please do not let the olive branch slip from the palm of my hand! If you insult me, you must pay the price! The confident voice of the Fei Leng Cui Lord shook the elf city again: "I ask again at the end, do you pay or not?" ”

Until this moment, Prince Moore was still dumbfounded, looking up at Beckham blankly, immersed in the huge shock brought by the super "flame knife", until he was pushed by an arm by a drow housemother, and then he woke up in shock.

"What the hell do you mean?" Liu Zhenzhen looked at the twelve time-telling wrist wheels on his wrist and frowned: "Do you give these two air platforms or not?" Is there any gasping for breath? If you have one, just give a refreshing word! Damn, I'm getting impatient! ”

"Impossible!" A Drow master was furious: "Absolutely impossible! I don't believe that you, a mere lord, would dare to go to war with our three million depraved people! ”

"Good!" Liu Zhenzhen's face was full of cruel smiles: "Great! ”

A Moorish warrior dressed in fish scale armor and carrying a three-bladed blade ran over with small steps, and leaned into the ear of His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness Benitez's face suddenly changed.

The Drow housewives also leaned over to ask a few words, and all of them lost their faces.

The city of Lucerne suddenly showed signs of a large crowd of people surging and noisy, as if a large vegetable market had been opened.

"Are there eight dragons from the underworld?" Liu Zhenzhen looked at the two degenerate high-level executives, and laughed wickedly: "I forgot to tell you that I am the current Divine Dragon Messenger, rely on your mother!" You're still playing dragons with me? Okay now, I've banished half of the Golden Dragon Clan to the underworld, these big guys won't have food in the future, and I'll be embarrassed to eat you! ”