He was about to jump into the battle, when suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the cloudless clear sky, and the wind was so strong that not only the bandits in front of him were blown to the ground, making it difficult to stand on their feet, but even Shen Mo's caravan was inevitably blown to the ground, and the goods were scattered all over the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wow! There are also eighth-level warriors, third-level fire magicians, I like it!" said Monasqin's voice in the wind.

It turned out that she hadn't disappeared just now, but had flown into the air with the help of wind magic, the levitation technique.

The reason why it took so long to attack was because the spells she had recited were too long and the gestures were too cumbersome.

Although warriors and magicians both absorb the aura of heaven and earth, it is just that the magician absorbs the more refined elements of heaven and earth in the aura of heaven and earth, so the strength of the magician is also two levels higher than that of the warrior.

Specifically, a first-level mage can compete with a third-level warrior. Only when a warrior surpasses level nine and reaches the legendary Sanctuary warrior can he ignore mages below level nine.

Shen Mo saw the terrifying scene of flying sand and rocks, and his heart was settled: "Those 'bandits' are lucky to be able to escape, let alone complete the task now." ”

Looking at the gang of bandits in front of him who were embarrassed by the strong wind, Shen Mo couldn't help but think in his heart: "Is this the will of heaven? If Miss Monasqin hadn't secretly gotten into my carriage, then I would have died in this wilderness today." ”

Thinking like this, he immediately decided in his heart that he must treat this naughty young lady well after this incident, even if she was willing to tear down her own house.

However, when he saw that his caravan was also blown away by the strong wind, he could not help but cry out to Monasqin in pain: "Miss Monasqin, how can you make no difference between me and the magic skills you have used? ”

Menasqin looked down at the caravan at his feet, and saw that the wagons of the caravan had been blown to the ground, and the goods on the carts were scattered everywhere, and the horses that had escaped from the reins were rushing in all directions, trampling the goods on the ground, and the servants and soldiers who accompanied the caravan were blown to the ground and struggled with all their might.

She hurriedly apologized apologetically: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Shen Mo, I didn't mean to. I'll go and cast my magic, and your caravan won't be implicated. ”

She was already floating in mid-air, and with the slightest recite of the levitation spell, her body was like an arrow, and she was in the sky above the "bandits" gang in an instant. With the incantation moving, there was an even more violent gust of wind, blowing straight into the bandits' rambling around, and their heads were bleeding.

The leader of this group of "bandits" was a middle-aged man, with a long scar on his face, which looked extremely hideous and terrifying, and it was none other than the eighth-level warrior.

He stood as calm as a mountain in the midst of the wind, and the thick sword in his hand flew in all directions, splitting every sand and stone that leaned against the wind to smithereens him. At the same time, he also swung a series of ferocious sword rays towards Monasqin.

The fourth-level magician is not in his eyes yet!

The bandit leader, Frann Stringer, was hired to carry out all assassinations. According to his previous style of doing things, he usually committed crimes at night when the other party was already asleep.

However, when he learned that he was accompanied on this mission by two Rank 7 warriors and a Rank 3 magician, he decided to change his style.

He has never killed an opponent of equal rank head-on in an upright and upright manner, which is the most regrettable thing in his life.

After learning that the person he wanted to kill was also an eighth-level warrior, and that the caravan was full of warriors and no magicians, he decided to block the killing head-on to make up for his regrets.

However, man is not as good as heaven!

There was actually a fourth-level magician hidden in Shen Mo's caravan, although it was not terrible for him. However, the other party is a wind mage, who is good at launching a group attack - the wind technique, and what is even more terrifying is that the wind mage can float and can fly around in the air, so that the warriors have no chance to show their good hand combat.

With years of experience in assassination, he knew very well that the chances of completing the mission today were quite low.

Therefore, before Menasqin could unleash the Tempest, he gave the order to retreat. Since it is no longer possible to block the killing head-on, then change to assassination, which has always been his style!

However, Miss Monasqin, who had been suffering from the lack of excitement in her life, would let them escape easily? In her heart, she did not know that these people were fake bandits, but only regarded them as real thieves who were blocking the way and robbing.

Since she is a little thief hated by everyone, she never thought about letting these people live.

Floating in the air, her mouth kept chanting incantations, her hands clasped together in esoteric gestures, and she suddenly cast another wind magic technique, the Wind Blade Technique.

The rich wind element in the air condensed into a dagger-like knife under the control of her soul power, and stabbed towards the "bandits" gang at a rapid pace.

Sixteen of the bandit gang were fifth-level warriors, and when they faced Shen Mo's escort warriors, they were extremely ferocious, and killing people was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

However, when facing the fourth-level wind magician, it was like a deflated balloon, and it was blown to the ground in an instant, and many wounds were broken by sand and stones on his head, face, and body, and the blood flowed, the pain was unbearable, and his mind was always in dizziness.

At this time, in the face of the rapidly flying wind knife, he was even more powerless to resist, and he wailed in pain one by one. Although they desperately waved their weapons with both hands to resist, they could only block one or two wind knives, and more wind knives stabbed directly into their bodies, leaving countless blood holes, which was extremely terrifying.

The two seventh-level warriors among the bandits were slightly better, not only blocking the strong blowing of the wind, but also using all their resources to avoid the stabbing wind knife at this moment.

However, after only holding on for a while, the two of them were already sweating profusely, panting, and had several knife wounds on their bodies, and they felt a faint sense of powerlessness.

Originally, with their combat power, they were enough to defeat a fourth-level mage, but unfortunately, the other party was a wind mage, the only mage who could fly in the sky below the holy realm, and they couldn't find a target if they wanted to attack.

They can only be beaten passively in a very sad way!

Seeing that the fifth-level warriors were killed one by one, and the seventh-level warriors were almost unable to hold on, they were extremely anxious, but the sword light he emitted was easily avoided by the other party through the levitation technique.

The situation is getting worse and worse, and the other side has a nearly ninth-level warrior watching the battle, if he doesn't retreat, it is very likely that the whole army will be wiped out.

Fran glanced around and found that the only one who was not injured was the third-level fire magician, only to see that he cast a wall of fire around him to block the attack of the wind knife, and the dense and sharp wind knife could not break through his defenses.

Fran was overjoyed, and hurried over to him, shouting, "Naweh, Bucher, come to Mr. Jobs! ”

Mr. Jobs was the third-level fire magician, and Nawei and Buhe were the two seventh-level warriors.

As for the other surviving fifth-level warriors, at this critical moment of life and death, Fran directly ignored them, and he didn't want these fifth-level warriors to drag him back.

When Nawei and Buhe heard the leader's words, they immediately leaned over to Jobs.

Shen Mo listened to Fran's shout, and admired him in his heart: "This person is indeed a ruthless character, not only in the face of danger, but also outstandingly resourceful, if it weren't for Miss Monasqin, I guess I really wouldn't have escaped this catastrophe." I couldn't help but be more grateful to Monasqin in my heart.

Monasqin floated in the air, seeing every move on the ground clearly.

When he saw that the four most powerful people in the bandit gang were gradually getting closer, he was shocked: "Once they are gathered together, their forces will be superimposed on each other, and it will be difficult to deal with them." Those fifth-level warriors are almost dead, and the rest are already seriously injured, and they won't live long, so they will put it aside for the time being. Now attack those two seventh-level warriors first, then deal with the third-level fire magician, and finally kill the eighth-level warrior, hehe" It was just a moment before she clearly planned the order of attack.

This is enough to see how many sins the inhabitants of Ulank City have suffered to make this mischievous young lady experience such agile combat ideas.

Monasqin screamed, and with the impetus of the levitation technique, the speed was incredibly fast, and she instantly rushed to Nawei's side, and suddenly a twenty-centimeter-long knife was added to her hand, and she quickly slashed Nawei's neck.

Nawei only felt a flower in front of him, a black shadow floated by, and he immediately instinctively swung a knife, but he didn't touch the corner of the black shadow's clothes at all. He was about to continue the attack, when suddenly, he felt a pain in his neck, and then there was a "grunt" and his head fell. His eyes were still gurgling a few times, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

Buhe, who was not far from him, only had time to scream and suffer the same fate as Nawei.

An ordinary fourth-level mage may only be able to defeat a sixth-level warrior, but a wind mage who can use the levitation technique to perform combat skills is too terrifying. Even the eighth-level warrior Fran didn't dare to confidently say that he could avoid that sudden attack one hundred percent, let alone a seventh-level warrior who was already a little out of strength?

It was so easy for Monasqin to kill them!

"A fourth-level wind mage who has learned combat skills, this is too desperate!"

Fran and Jobs saw the sudden display of Monasqin's wonderful combat skills, and their hearts were filled with black despair.

If Monasqin is just a pure magician, then they still have hope of fighting, after all, magicians need to recite spells to cast magic, and it takes time to recite spells, so they can take advantage of this time to rush out.

But now, the opponent is not only a fourth-level wind magician, but also a magician who has practiced combat skills, as long as she uses the wind levitation technique, increases her speed to the limit, and then uses her combat skills, who can be her edge?

There were only two people in front of him - Fran and Shenmo.

After killing the two seventh-level warriors, Monaschen did not immediately attack the bandit leader and Jobs.

It's not that she doesn't want to, it's that she suddenly feels a bit of exhaustion in her soul, and she has to rest for a while before she can continue fighting, and if she forcibly casts her magic skills, it is very likely that her soul will be injured.

For magicians, the soul is the most important thing.

As long as the soul does not die, it doesn't matter if the body dies, it can be resurrected, but if the soul is injured, it will take a long time to recover.

"Mr. Fran, that fourth-level magician's soul has fallen into weakness, what should we do now?"

Jobs, who is also a magician, is very aware of the signs of soul weakness, and when he looks at Monasqin's appearance, he knows that she has fallen into soul weakness, and if he kills her at this time, it is very likely to give her a fatal blow.

Still, there are surprises in everything. If Menasqin fought against him with the danger of soul injury, with him as a third-level magician, not only could he not hurt the other party in the slightest, but he could also be killed in the end.

Therefore, although he knew that Menasqin was in a state of soul weakness, he still did not dare to risk his life, so he had to ask the leader for advice.

"You use your magic skills, I use my combat skills, and we will kill her together. This is our only chance, quick!"

Fran is worthy of being a person who has walked countless times on the edge of life and death, and understands that the opportunity is fleeting, so he immediately held the big knife high with both hands and performed the stunt of his life - the first of the three Heavenly Shattering Sword Techniques, "Splitting Mountains and Splitting Stones".

He slashed out, the heavens and the earth changed color, and a dazzling sword light shot like a violent lightning bolt towards the Monasqin floating in mid-air.

At the same time, Jobs raised his head and recited the incantation, his hands intersected in an illusory gesture, and he pointed forward, and a fiery serpent with a thick arm opened its fiery mouth and bit at Monasqin with great speed.

Monasqin was rapidly absorbing the Heaven and Earth Wind Elemental to nourish her soul when she suddenly felt a shuddering danger approaching rapidly, and she only had time to cast a defensive magic, the Wind Armor, in her hurry.

The body floating in the air was slashed out a hundred meters away by the violent sword light, and smashed heavily into the mountain next to the official road. Her clothes and hair were charred black by the fiery serpent that followed.

Thankfully, she cast the Wind Armor in time and quickly retreated, otherwise this move would have killed her.

Seeing Miss Monasqin being slashed violently, Shen Mo was shocked and hurriedly jumped into the body to hug her, but unfortunately he was still a step too late.

When he saw Miss Monasqin, whose mouth was bleeding and her clothes and hair were burned, crawling out of the pit, he was shocked and hated in his heart.

I was surprised that Miss Monaschen had only suffered some skin injuries when she was attacked so violently, and I hated that I had not discovered the danger in advance, so that the enemy could take advantage of it.

However, Fran didn't let Menasqin have any time to rest at all, and at the moment when she was slashed away, he had already raised his broadsword again, and performed the second move of the Sky Shattering Knife Technique, "Open the Sky and Break the Earth", an even wilder sword light, mixed with sand and stones, rumbling and slashing.

This was followed by Steve Jobs' watermelon-sized fireball, which had a blue-purple flame on its surface due to the extremely high temperature.

Anyone knows that as long as they are hit by this fireball, they will be burned to char in an instant!

"Be careful!"

Monasqin shouted, instantly chanted a spell to cast a levitation technique, and easily pulled Shen Mo into the air, and it happened that Fran's sword light and Jobs's fireball attacked, as long as it was a little slow, the two of them would be seriously injured and fall to the ground if they didn't die.

Shen Mo was shocked, and the wild spirit of his youth was also stimulated, and he shouted: "Let me go, I'll kill them!"

Monasqin grabbed Shen Mo tightly and said, "No, Grandpa Shen Mo, you are similar in strength to that eighth-level warrior, you can't kill him for a while, not to mention that he also has a third-level magician to help." Let's go, it's not too late to take revenge later. ”