Chapter 157: Eighth-level magician and eighth-level warrior
If there is no powerhouse in the Holy Domain, what kind of powerhouse is the Zedang Kingdom chasing down tough guys? I seemed to have heard Grandpa Dream Demon say that a tough man is an eighth-level warrior, and even if he is a master of so many magic, he is far from his opponent. If the Zedang Kingdom can't send any strong enough strong people, it won't be able to keep tough guys.
With the help of the Dream Demon, Mengmeng's body was hidden in a leafy tree, just enough to see the battlefield in front of him.
There were already people and monsters on the road, including the war horse that the tough guy had grabbed earlier.
There are also flying monsters carrying magicians and archers in the sky, and on the ground, an old man in black riding a seventh-level magical beast velociraptor is fighting with a tough guy.
"That's an eighth-level magician." Dream Demon said.
Wow! The eighth-level magician fights the eighth-level warrior, so let's see who wins in the end!
"In terms of strength, the level of the tough guy is higher, but that eighth-level magician has other lower-level magicians from the Zedang Kingdom and a few archers in the sky to help, and it is not certain who will win and who will lose in the end!"
Dream Demon said lightly, he was purely a fan of dramas! It's also a kind of mentality of what kind of sandpiper and clam compete for fishermen and profits, isn't it? In the end, all he thinks about is the mysterious piece of titanium on the tough guy's body. The tough guy is dead or alive in the end, where does he care about it.
In the blink of an eye, after the tough guy dodged a few dark bullet magic and a few sharp arrows that were secretly attacked in the sky, the big knife in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and that kind of sword came again, and his tall body shot at the eighth-level magician of the Zedang Kingdom like a meteor in an instant.
The speed of the tough guy at this time is too fast, maybe he also has a quick heart, worried that he will eventually be besieged and his physical strength will be exhausted, and he is worried that there will be other masters in the Zedang Kingdom, in fact, he doesn't know: the Zedang Kingdom can send these people to the old capital. If it was Mengmeng, it would be understandable: because Mengmeng knew that even the strongest person in the Wantan Kingdom was only an eighth-level warrior.
It was too late, and the blade of the big knife in the tough guy's hand had already pierced through the sky and slashed towards the black-clothed eighth-level magician in the Zedang Kingdom.
The tough guy shot so fast that even the Velociraptor, the mount of the eighth-level magician of the Nazedang Kingdom, who had always been known for his speed, had no time to block it, and the eighth-level magician was still there without moving, his eyes only staring indifferently at the huge sharp knife of the tough guy, but he seemed to be chanting some magic spell in his mouth.
Didn't that eighth-level magician dodge the tough guy's sword? Meng Meng was thinking in his heart, the huge sword of the tough guy had already directly slashed at the body of the eighth-level magician, and the black clothes on the eighth-level magician immediately exploded and shattered, but after the black clothes on his appearance were shattered, a set of shining body armor on the body of the eighth-level magician was revealed, and the light of the armor was dazzling, as if it was made of diamonds.
The tough guy's huge sword slashed at the eighth-level magician's body armor, and it couldn't hurt him.
This defense is quite powerful! Mengmeng was sighing, and she saw some dense boulders suddenly suspended out of thin air in the sky. The boulders shimmered with an earthy yellow light, and the boulders began to slash through the sky at a breakneck speed, smashing towards the tough guy like a meteor.
Yes! It turned out that this old man in black was an eighth-level magician who practiced earth magic.