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"This is a magician's treasure, Zilong, can you resist the control of this enchantment?" Meng Yan had already sealed the doors and windows, for fear that just by taking one more look in the crowd, he would cause a bloody case. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAfter such a long time, the originally noisy Guo family's compound has gradually quieted down.

"I'm sorry, but my magic isn't that strong." The Spearman said regretfully, at this time he was sitting on the roof with his eyes closed so as not to be affected by the "Chaos Force" enchantment.

"Then can you fight with your eyes closed?" Meng Yan asked suddenly.

"If the opponent is not strong, it is okay." The gunman replied.

The opponent is definitely not strong, and he is a scumbag. Meng Yanxin said, and then said to the spearman, "Zilong, you come down and tie me up." ”

"My lord?" The gunman didn't understand it yet.

"My body is controlled by the enchantment, but my mind is not controlled," Meng Yan paused to explain, "We must find the swordsman now, and with his magical powers, he should be able to fight the magician." ”

The Xing family and the magician had a falling out before, which means that it was not the Xing family who wanted to kill the swordsman, but the magician. There must be a reason for being so jealous of the swordsman.

The spearman had an epiphany, turned over and entered the room, and Meng Yan saw the spearman's body become uncontrollable and rushed up to fight him. Meng Yan was caught by the spearmen before he could swing his fist, "Lord, I'm offended." Zilong wrapped the sheet on Meng Yan's body with one hand, and tore a quilt to make Meng Yan a big list, at this time Meng Yan had been tied like a caterpillar, and what was even more ridiculous was that his body was still writhing uncontrollably in a vain attempt to attack the spearman.

The spearmen picked Meng Yan up and went out.

"Turn left out of the house first, be careful that there is a threshold, and turn right after going out......." Meng Yan commanded the spearmen to go to the city hospital to find a swordsman, he was the only servant Guo Jia found these days, although he said this, Meng Yan's body was very honest, even if he was tied up with five flowers, he wanted to use his head hammer to fight the victory, he felt that his neck would be abolished when he arrived at the city hospital.

And inside the construction site, a powerful magic force is pouring out of Yuankong's body.

The assassin poses with the short blade crossed to his chest, and the transformed assassin no longer knows what fear is, only commands in his head. Yuankong clenched his hands into fists and sank into the dantian, just when his center of gravity moved forward slightly and was about to make a move, the assassin seized the opportunity, he used the "shadow" to close the distance in an instant, and the three darts lined up in a straight line to take Yuankong's head.

"Drink!"

Yuankong punched instantly, and no one saw his punching action, but in the blink of an eye, Yuankong had already punched, and a powerful fist wind roared and shook all the darts. The roar of the fist wind made the impact of the assassin run like a headwind, and at the same time as the assassin slowed down slightly, Yuankong's feet instantly rushed forward, because the assassin's breakthrough was less than three meters away, and Yuankong instantly arrived in front of the assassin.

Rumble!

The punch was strong, but the assassin blocked with a horizontal knife but was directly shaken away, and the assassin turned over and landed firmly on the ground.

When the assassin raised his head, Yuankong was already in front of him, and the fists and feet with added magic power were stronger than Haitian's "strengthening". Yuankong pursues the assassin fiercely, but the assassin can only use a short blade to maneuver with him.

"Brother, let's go first." Tian Yonghua picked up the weak magician and put his arm around his neck, so that he could relax a little.

"The demon is gone!" Yuankong burst out and kicked away the assassin with a flying leg, trying to collect the demon of the magician.

The assassin fell to the ground and immediately rolled over, and once used the "Shadow" to drag the light tail and teleported in front of the Circle Sky to block his way, and also gave the master and the magician time to stall.

"Get out of the way!" Yuankong roared, and the lunge slapped the assassin's abdomen with a palm, and in an instant the armor cracked, and the earth trembled.

But at the same moment, the assassin reacted, and slashed the short blade into Yuankong's throat, Yuankong raised his head slightly to dodge the blow, and then took the assassin's head with another palm. A heavy slap came from above, hitting the assassin's Tianling Gai, and the helmet burst in all directions, revealing the assassin's original human face, full of wrinkles and scars. The concrete floor cracked like a spider's web under the assassin's feet, and he fell to his knees.

"Assassin, get up!" Tian Yonghua was stunned when he saw this scene, what kind of person is this monk? Or something, compared to the mighty Heroic Spirit.

The assassin trembled twice on the ground, he was hit hard again, snake lightning came out of all parts of his body and he couldn't move, and he was hit the head, let alone fighting, I am afraid that he will not wake up. Yuankong didn't kill him, he just wanted to kill demons, and both the young man and the armored soldier were victims in his eyes.

Yuankong slowly walked towards the magician, Tian Yonghua put down the magician and rushed to Yuankong with a strange scream, and hugged Yuankong by the waist.

"Brother, let's go!"

Yuankong didn't dodge, he didn't dodge, he didn't move forward, he just looked at the young man who was holding him, folded his hands and sighed. The right hand rested lightly on his fluffy head, a golden dust flashed, and the calloused and broad palms were no longer powerful weapons, but more like a kind grandfather caressing his naughty grandson.

Tian Yonghua's cloudy eyes began to clear, he seemed to sense that something was wrong but he didn't know what was wrong, and after letting go of Yuankong, he looked at the person behind him.

"Magic ...... Enchanter? He looked at the people behind him again, confused.

"Child, you have been deceived by the devil." Yuankong looked at the confused Tian Yonghua kindly, and then looked up at the magician with a stunned face, there was actually a magician in this world who could purify his hypnotism.

Just as Yuankong was fighting the assassin, the spearman and Meng Yan found the swordsman.

"Spearmen?" The swordsman immediately took out his storm sword and made a face-to-face appearance, but when he saw that Meng Yan was tied up with five flowers and kept wriggling like a caterpillar, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Swordsman, we're not here to fight, we need your strength." Meng Yan said as he writhed, he felt that his neck might have been broken.

"What do you mean?"

"This enchantment artifact released by the magician will make people attack the people around them, and the whole city will die, this place has become hell, we must stop him." Meng Yan said, he writhed like a clown, but saying such serious words in his mouth was quite uncomfortable.

"It's true that the magician guy is inhumane, why don't you come to me instead of dealing with him? I remember you came after us. The swordsman plunged the storm sword into the ground, clasped his hands on his chest and closed his eyes like a spearman, the appearance of the spearman made his body begin to be eroded by the "chaotic force" again, although he could resist, but the feeling was not good.

"The spearman's magic power is not as strong as yours, I hope to form an alliance with you before defeating the magician," Meng Yan said straightforwardly, "I'll protect your master, you go and kill the magician." ”

The swordsman lowered his head and fell into deep thought, the magician's actions were indeed too much, and the question now was whether Meng Yan's words could be trusted, what if the other party killed his own master after the magician's death?

"Go ahead, swordsman." At this time, the voice of Haitian sounded in the room.

"Master."

"Don't worry about me, you just act according to the righteousness you pursue, I don't want to be a stumbling block to you." Haitian said.

"No, it's too dangerous, and the gunman isn't a trustworthy person." The swordsman had always been haunted by the spearman's sneak attack.

The spearman's expression froze, "Swordsman, there are different ways to meet on the battlefield, but I am by no means a treacherous person, and since I have promised to protect your lord, I will never do anything unrighteous." ”

The swordsman is still very melancholy, and anyone can say beautiful things.

"Swordsman, do you want me to order you with a spell?" Haitian snorted inside.

"Got it." The swordsman replied, threatening as he brushed shoulders with the spearman, "Spearman, you'd better honor what you say." ”

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