"Is this magic?" Hardy MacArthur said, "It is enough to be a noble warrior to play with such small means as magic. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A little trick of magic... Wu Tian was thinking in his heart, if this translation went to the official history, he would definitely be beaten to death and torn to pieces by the angry magician.

The reaction of the magic power rioted on Wu Tian's body, if it weren't for the existence of an undead warrior, this movement, Wu Tian's body could have exploded like a humanoid bomb.

"I'm not prejudiced against magic, because I don't have 'small means'...'Tricks that can't be used on the table'... It's these boring thoughts like shadow rats in the bathroom, these thoughts that look down on other means, that make you lose your life." Wu Tian said coldly, but his heart was uncertain, he couldn't believe that in this era, even a warrior could look down on a mage, and even this warrior was a robber and a guy who played drugs.

"All I have is a very simple, and at the same time the only thought, and only this one --- triumph and then dominate. That's all, as for the means used and the process? It doesn't matter at all." Wu Tian went on to say that although magic should obviously be a means of glory rather than a means of next work, Wu Tian still said this, not at all like the confidence and mood that the protagonist should have.

"What a disgrace to you as a warrior." Hardy MacArthur said, he couldn't read what the other man's spell was, but he could feel the fission going on in the monolith.

To be honest, Wu Tian couldn't understand why an ordinary earth-based spell in the future world was so consistent with the earth's nuclear fission technology.

Wu Tian really couldn't understand why, but he thought that in fact, the four subsidiary universes were all the same, but the knowledge given by heaven and earth was different.

Therefore, there is no problem that the technology of different universes can be used, and this is most evident in the main universe.

Wu Tian was also thinking about why he wanted to divide into four universes with different themes, but he thought that although the main universe was the same universe, the regions of different systems were also different.

Maybe it's just that Panlong wants to see the beauty of the natural development of different systems.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Wu Tian at all.

Faced with a spell that seemed to destroy the world (of course, it was not forbidden magic), the swordsman fled in shame.

However, even if the power of magic is so powerful, the look of disdain in the swordsman's eyes cannot be left.

This is the pride of being a warrior, it is difficult for Wu Tian, who has seen the official history and lives in the future, to understand this at all, because this is not reasonable, the magician looks down on the warrior, he can understand, but the warrior looks down on the magician, which is incomprehensible.

Although there is no Holy Wizard in this plane, this will not affect the combat power of the mage at the same level, right?

"Well, then, you just hold on to these little tricks and disappear." The archer said, and he sent out the last arrow of his life.

"It seems that you really want to be my enemy, and as the price of your courage to attack me, then I will give you eternal peace of mind as a reward." Wu Tian replied, and at the same time, Wu Tian's right hand swung forward, and the entire arrow was also broken, as if it was slightly stronger than a demonic beast of the same level.

It's like Wu Tian is a seventh-level demonic beast with the blood of a divine beast.

At the same time, the sky and the earth broke down, and the explosion on the ground with it as the center, high heat and light were released at the same time.

"I didn't want to kill, but I am applauded for your courage, and if you end up like this, you won't be like this." Wu Tian smiled, but he actually didn't give people any words of surrender.

However, the swordsman did not die.

The sword was like light, and it attacked from the rear, and just when Wu Tian thought he had killed all the enemies, he slashed out.

"You're not dead?" Wu Tian stepped forward, his fist came out, and the knife slashed at Wu Tian's body, and the marble-like battle armor was scratched, leaving a knife four or five millimeters thick.

"Of course I'm not dead, but you want me to die." The swordsman's voice was tinged with pain, and he didn't know if it was the damage caused by magic, or the pain of seeing his former companion killed.

"I didn't want you to die, but you didn't, so I can't help it." Wu Tian replied.

"But I want you dead." The swordsman said

"You want me to die? I can understand that, but I can also give you a chance to obey me, so that you don't have to die." Wu Tian just replied like this, although he didn't think that the other party would agree.

And Wu Tian was not wrong, the swordsman did not agree, but just came out with sadness.

The sword is strong, but the strength of Wutian is stronger.

But the artistic conception on the knife, the power that comes from the bottom of the heart, Wu Tian does not.

Therefore, Wu Tian retreated, but the swordsman entered.

This knife, like a police officer chasing a prisoner, will not stop if it is not found.

"Are you afraid? Fear my knife." The swordsman let out a strange grin, and at the same time the knife was faster and colder.

"Your knife? I'm not afraid, I'm afraid of people." Wu Tian replied, and then he flashed faster, like a tiger-striped warrior's.

"People? Do you mean me?" The swordsman replied, and at the same time, his knife didn't even slow down, as if his knife was life, and he would die when he stopped.

"There is no weapon in the world to be feared, not even the weapons of the gods." Wu Tian smiled, and at the same time, he jumped lightly, as if flying in the air, and when he jumped, he punched behind the swordsman.

The swordsman turned around to dodge, and the knife moved with him, almost cutting Wu Tian's neck, and his head could fall off.

"What do you want to say?" The swordsman smirked.

"I think that only people who have crossed the fears that come from human beings themselves are qualified to be human, and you are now human." Wu Tian smiled, "A person who can overcome even the fear of death, how can I not be afraid?"

"Then why are you laughing?" The swordsman asked, but his knife did not slow down because of his question, as if he was asking about the knife.

"Because I haven't seen anyone here." Wu Tian replied.

"Are you trying to say that you're not human?" The swordsman turned his blade and slashed horizontally, the light of the knife was like a shadow, and the dead and alive also slashed Wu Tian's body without stopping.

And Wu Tian's fighting spirit moved, taking himself as the center point, the fighting spirit struck out like an arrow, although the swordsman's knife was strong, but Wu Tian's fighting spirit was not weak.

The fighting spirit and the blade of the knife crossed the peak, Wu Tian stepped forward, the blade of the knife kicked back, fist with an arrow, this blow hit the head of the swordsman.

The swordsman looked at it, pressed his body down, and took the opportunity to rush towards it, wanting to send his knife into Wu Tian's body.

But Wu Tian didn't give this a chance, his thigh swept away, and the knife hit, just screamed in pain, and the knife slashed upward.

Wu Tian's helmet was cut a little.

"You're strong, you're stronger than everyone here." Wu Tian said.

"No, I'm weak, but you're weaker, and my eldest brother is stronger." The swordsman said coldly.

"But he's dead, and you're alive, so you're stronger." Wu Tian replied.

"But you're going to die, and I'm going to live." As he spoke, the blade of the knife stabbed forward, and the lower half of his body jumped up.

"You can't live, even if you kill me, you won't live." Wu Tian said with a smile.

"Why?" The swordsman was puzzled, but he knew that Wu Tian would die in the next moment.

"For a man without a heart cannot live." Wu Tian smiled, he turned his hand and saw a blood-colored peach in his hand, the swordsman didn't know what it was, but he just knew one thing, that is, the knife was faster and more ruthless.

However, as if losing strength, the swordsman's knife fell.

"Why?" The swordsman asked.

This question is to ask why I am powerless, why I am failing, and why I can't live.

As soon as I asked, I wanted to ask three questions.

But there is only one answer.

"You're dead." Wu Tian just replied, and then took out the blood-colored peach, "And this is your heart."

"When, why." The swordsman asked, and he felt his body and mind lose control.

"At first, money." Wu Tian replied.

This is also the reason why Wu Tian is really afraid, because the swordsman has no heart, he should be a dead man, and the dead man is fighting with himself.

It's not necromancy, and it's not weird spell of anything.

Rather, it is a miracle that overcomes death and overcomes the strange heart of fear.

At this moment, Wu Tian began to understand a little why the other party looked down on the mage.