Illusion!

Du Rui knows very well that this is an illusion!

There is no real sun rising in the rain curtain, and there is no powerful energy fluctuation like a nuclear weapon, everything is just a divine induction, this power is too strong for him, therefore, he has that feeling, like a small sun exploding in the rain curtain, he can't help but squint his eyes slightly, trying not to look away.

In the field of vision, the man in gray punched.

He took a rough horse step, and his posture was not formal at all, and then, with his hands at his waist, he clenched it into a fist, and then, twisted his waist and hips, and with the help of the power of his waist and hips, his right fist struck forward, and struck out towards the galloping armor......

There is no mountain-like grandmaster style, and the whole action is a little careless, like a fake boxing fight on the stage, which seems quite exaggerated.

However, Du Rui narrowed his eyes, and his pupils contracted slightly.

In front of the carriage, Yue Chong was like an unsheathed sword, and like an arrow on a string, collapsing very tightly.

With that punch coming out, dozens of feet away, Yue Chong also felt the powerful fist intent, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help but let out a soft sound, with pain, but also with a strong battle intent, out of the sheath by an inch, and then, controlled by Yue Chong's mind, never out of the sheath as a whole.

Nie Yuan snorted, and when he sat down, the war horse suddenly raised its front hooves high, and let out a mournful roar, almost lifting Nie Yuan off.

Behind him, Hua Chong and the other guards' mounts also screamed, even if Nie Yuan stood in front of them, they were still even more unbearable, some of the mounts were weak on all fours, and they were paralyzed on the ground like that, compared to humans, for danger, the induction of war horses would be stronger.

At the three-way intersection, those armor soldiers were still rushing forward, and the first one was stabbed forward with a long lance, which cut through the rain curtain like a long snake and went towards the gray-clothed man. The strange thing is that an outsider like Du Rui can feel the extremely strong fist intent, but the armor soldiers who are the parties do not have the slightest sense, and in the face of the soft punch, the corners of the mouth of the leader armor soldiers are even sneering.

Then, this sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, like a fake flower, stiff and lifeless.

In spite of oneself!

It's all out of your own hands!

The lance in his hand involuntarily left his hand, turned into powder, mixed with the rain, and disappeared without a trace; The body of the war horse sitting down couldn't help himself, and the talisman engraved on the vest did not even have a trace of light, it burst open, and the head of the war horse turned into a bloody light in the sky with a bang, and entered the eyes; The leader of the armor involuntarily flew up, rolling in the air like a paper kite without a thread, and extinguished the soul fire without a sound.

There were no exceptions, and so did the armor behind him.

Not even a single scream of sorrow came out, there was not even a look of despair or pain in his eyes, and those hideous malice were still hidden in the depths of his eyes, frozen at that moment.

Even the divine thoughts have not changed, and these armor soldiers have lost their vitality.

After being wiped out by the fist intent, the fist wind beat those armorers through the rain curtain and rolled in the air towards the rear.

A punch is struck, and the gods and ghosts are cleared.

"Awesome!"

There was a soft sigh behind him, but there was no fear or anxiety in this sigh, and some were eager to try, a kind of spirit that wanted to compete with the heavenly princess, and contained a strong will.

The sword is out to the strong!

Du Rui knows this sentence, and now, he also understands the meaning of this sentence!

"Bold!"

In the pouring rain, there was a muffled snort.

It wasn't the kind of shouting that pulled his throat, just a gentle hum, but this sound overshadowed a muffled thunder that sounded in the depths of the sky, and it was very clearly floating in the rain curtain, even if it was dozens of feet away, Du Rui and the others could clearly hear this voice.

"Battlemage!"

The voice rang in Du Rui's ears again.

Mage?

Du Rui knows the existence of mages, compared to martial artists, mages are much rarer, and they are much more mysterious, and they are rarely met in the red dust and mortal world. This is because the resources required by mages are larger and more expensive than those of martial artists, and they are extremely rare, except for first-class gate valves and official courts, they simply cannot be supplied.

Mages are also divided into several categories.

Roughly speaking, it can be divided into three categories.

The first category is very extensive, that is, similar to the existence of craftsmen, casting magic weapons, seal carving rune arrays, so that warriors can also use them, like the Shence army has a very small but extremely amazing combat effectiveness team, this team of less than 100 people belongs to the command of the head of the Shence army, everyone is wearing rune armor, not the Jinling King These armor can only avoid the rain and reduce weight of the rough rune armor, but the seal carved with many small rune armor.

Wearing such a rune armor, not only is the body as light as a swallow, but also can be as hard as iron, and even can resist the invasion of the true qi of the inner family, as long as the energy in the rune jade still exists, and the rune array is not broken by the other party, the effect of the rune array has always existed. The warriors wearing rune armor must be at least Xiao Zhou Tian's consummation, most of them have opened up the big Zhou Tian, it can be said that this small team of rune armor warriors is extremely strong in combat, even surpassing the Xuanjia elite cavalry under the command of Taizu.

With the same number of people, the Xuanjia Elite Rider is definitely not an opponent.

At that time, only the squad leader in the Xuanjia Elite Cavalry could wear the talisman armor, and if those squad leaders were gathered together, it would be equivalent to a battalion of talisman warriors.

Although the warrior is important, the mage who can carve the talisman array for the armor seal is even more important, if there is no existence of them, there is no so-called talisman armor, like those giant boats galloping like horses in the rivers and seas, like the huge carriage of King Du Lai of Jinling, which is also cast by the mage, if there is no mage, no matter how many skilled craftsmen there are, it is impossible to make such tools.

Most of the mages are in this category, and they are not good at killing, most of them are craftsmen, but the status of this craftsman is far superior to others, and most of the warriors also respect these mages, and I don't know when, the warriors will also need the help of these mages.

For example, the elixir engraved with runes, the so-called Fu Dan, can also remove the poison of the medicine very likely, and it can stimulate the medicinal power more.

The second category is the rarest.

This is called a demon suppressor.

This type of mage is rare, generally does not participate in battles, ignores the world, whether it is a change of dynasty, it has no effect on them, they are bent on finding the gap between heaven and earth, slaying demons and demons.

They are rarely seen in the market and are very good at hiding their identity.

Most of these people come from mysterious sects, and their path is the way on the mountain, not the way under the mountain.

The two are distinct and rarely intersect.

Of course, the mountain people sometimes need the help of the mountain people, and the mountain people are also indispensable to the mountain people, and they also have intersections with each other, but this intersection is very secret and not known to the world.

Du Rui knew that there were demon suppressors in the palace, and the Warden Department also had a special department, which was on its own, even the owner of the Warden Department could not control them, and the two were on an equal footing.

However, Du Rui has no intersection with these people and has never been in contact.

However, he believed that he would most likely come into contact with them in the future, after all, he needed a lot of evil qi, and only by intersecting with demon suppressors could he get more information related to evil qi.

The number of mages of the third type is far more than that of demon suppressors, but the number of mages is much smaller than that of the first type of mages.

These three types of mages are known as battle mages.

They have a strong physique, the inner family is surging with true qi, and they can respond to the enemy with martial arts, in addition, they can also use charms against the enemy, compared with orthodox martial artists, their combat power is stronger, and it is more secretive, and it is difficult to prevent it.

There was a battle mage in the convoy of Du Lai, the king of Jinling.

With that muffled snort, a Taoist priest wearing a lotus flower and a cyan Taoist robe appeared in front of the convoy, he held a whisk in his hand, his beard was white, suspended in the rain curtain, the raindrops avoided one after another, and he didn't dare to touch his body, looking at the fairy wind Dao bones.

"Maniac, report your name!"

The Taoist priest danced lightly and whisked the dust, and there was a mysterious aura floating around.

"Jiang Zuoyan Wu!"

The gray-clothed man answered, the sound was like a bell, this sound drilled into the ears, like a mountain pressed down, everyone who heard this sound couldn't help but have weak legs, the guards around Du Rui, a warrior like Hua Chong almost stirred up the true qi of the whole body, so he did not slump to the ground, and the martial artist who was slightly worse than Hua Chong's realm sat in the mud.

In the distance, the convoy of King Du Lai of Jinling turned over on his back.

"Yan Wu, you are Yan Wu......"

The mage's expression changed slightly, and it was very ugly.

"Who is Yan Wu?"

Du Rui asked softly.

"A chivalrous man, a chivalrous man who values promise, righteousness, wealth and fame, has a title, the first innate one!"

First innate?

Such a title?

"Yan Wu came from a humble background, his father is a woodcutter, his mother is a weaver, born in Jiangzuo, when he was a child, his hometown was in turmoil, said to be a bandit, but the local garrison disguised himself as bandits to wash the village, looting money, Yan Wu's parents died in the chaos, Yan Wu is nowhere to be found, the first time he played a prestige, was to take advantage of the night to enter the barracks, the original team of officers and soldiers who washed the village were all killed, no one was missed!"

"Master Liu, kill this madman, and this king will hand over the Heavenly Master Seal to you!"

In the carriage, there was a lazy voice, this voice was lacking in qi, but through the talisman array in the car, it was very clearly transmitted in the rain, dozens of feet apart, Du Rui and the others could also hear it clearly.

The expression on Master Liu's face changed.

First Innate!

This name is not something that anyone can call it, you must know that Yan Wu once killed a grandmaster-level martial artist in Chaotian Palace with a pair of fists, otherwise, he would not have such a title.

Shocked the grandmaster inherently and beat him to death!

"Lord Wang, I need Mr. Meng's cooperation!"

Liu Ziting, who was called Master Liu by Du Lai, gritted his teeth and made a decision.

That Heavenly Master Seal is too important to him, with the Heavenly Master Seal, he can even be transferred to a Demon Suppressor, and many secret Dao methods can also be cast, and it is even possible to advance to the Archmage, in that case, it is nothing to shake this first innate power.

"Meng Ping, help Master Liu!"

"No!"

Someone responded, and a warrior wearing a bright light armor who couldn't even see his face suddenly appeared in mid-air, standing side by side with Liu Ziting.

"First innate? Bullshit! ”

As he spoke, a white light swept through the rain curtain and rushed towards the gray-clothed Yan Wu.