After seeing Langritt's strength, Mo Tian had a new understanding of him, and he could no longer be underestimated.

However, although he eliminated those two evil magicians, it does not mean that he has the absolute strength to fight against these evil magicians in the future.

After all, the two evil magicians just now ended up without leaving all the corpses under their own carelessness.

Well, two of the evil magicians have died, which has caused several other evil magicians to be particularly angry.

They surrounded Langritt with a fierce murderous aura.

The thunder magician directly launched a thunder magic, and Langritt still used the sword magic just now.

But in the end, the whirlwind blade was easily defeated by the purple thunderbolt, and the thunder did not stop, and continued to attack this Langrith quickly.

Langritt's face was solemn, and he reacted very quickly, and the soles of his feet flashed to one side like oil.

After Langritt dodged the first attack, the lightning wizard swiped his finger.

Purple Thunder, who was supposed to hit the rock wall, turned his head and like a purple razer, he quickly attacked Langritt.

After all, it is thunder magic, and in addition to the overbearing power of the attack, the speed is also first-class fast.

This time, under the control of that thunder magician, the speed of the purple thunder was much faster, and Langritt had no way to avoid it, so he could only raise his sword to meet it.

Rumble!

A huge thunderclap sounded, and the whole cave shook and smashed down rubble.

"Langritt!!" Motian called out loudly.

I saw Langritt half-kneeling in the rubble of rubble, his clothes oozing blood, bloodstained, and he must have been seriously injured.

It's not that he is weak, but that the thunder magician is too strong, and Mo Tian estimates that the thunder magician should not be far from the top magician.

Coupled with the fact that it is a thunderbolt and the most destructive magic, it is no wonder that Langritt is not injured.

"Brothers, to avenge Eleven and Twelve, I want him to have no bones left. ”

The Evil Wizard is notoriously cruel, and now Langritt is badly wounded.

However, Motian will definitely not let these evil magicians mess around, and it is already good for Langritt to solve two evil magicians.

"If you want to kill him, don't ask grandpa me!" Mo Tian shouted, his arm like the mechanical hand of a large machine, tightly grasping the pitch-black iron pillar on the iron cage, and then twisting it hard.

Chirping!

Just like twisting cabbage, the two iron pillars were easily twisted and broken, and then kicked, and the iron cage suddenly broke open.

Motian jumped out and protected Langritt behind him.

"How's it going?" Motian asked worriedly.

"Can't die!" Langritt coughed lightly, struggling to get back to his feet.

Seeing that he was going to continue fighting, Mo Tian scolded: "It's still okay to do it, don't you want to die?"

"I can still fight!" With that, Langritt spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned much paler.

Mo Tian shook his head and smiled bitterly, this person is too strong, is life more important than face?

"Langritt, remember when I was on a mission with you?

Since my distraction almost put you in danger of falling, I apologize once again for what happened last time.

But now, since we are on another mission together, we are partners, and I will not let you mess around, nor will I watch you die.

Besides, as the president of the guild, I am determined not to let others bully my members, and I will definitely not let you have an accident. ”

Mo Tian said quite seriously, and his sincere eyes made people feel quite secure.

The aura of a king in his body seemed to be innate, and even the air around him was whirring for him.

Langritt looked at Motian earnestly, and after a few moments, he put down his broadsword.

He said lightly, "Okay! stay safe, you can't beat me." ”

With that, he sat down to recover from his injuries.

Motian has a black line, and in the end, he has to be able to do it, it's really...

However, this head-scratching Langritt finally stopped, and Mo Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and he could finally let go of his hands and feet to fight.

Mo Tian stopped caring about Langritt and focused his eyes on the evil magicians opposite.

Although two have been solved, there are still quite a lot of them on the other side, and the strength of the thunder magician just now is not covered.

Sure enough, as expected, this lightning mage was the main threat.

The truth that the thief captures the king first is understandable, but now it is a special situation, and Langritt is still healing, so he can't be too far away from him.

Otherwise, what he just said was bragging, and Motian wouldn't let others hurt Langritt.

"Boy, what's your name?" Before the battle began, the evil magicians on the opposite side began to investigate.

Mo Tian smiled lightly: "You deserve to know my name?" But for the sake of your sincerity, let me tell you about it." ”

Mo Tian paused, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "My name is - grandpa." ”

"Grandpa?" the evil magicians whispered to themselves, apparently unheard.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Tian replied loudly: "Eh, good grandson, why don't I bow down when I see my grandfather!"

"Hahaha!" Mo Tian then laughed.

The reflex arc of these evil mages was a little long, and it took them a while to realize that they had been taken advantage of by Motian.

"Stinky boy, I want you to break your corpse into pieces!" Several simple-minded evil magicians were furious, and they launched their magic and rushed directly towards Motian.

Seeing this, Mo Tian sneered in his heart: "Just wait for you fools to come over." ”

For a moment, four or five magic spells bloomed in the air, quickly attacking Motian.

Calm and calm, Motian only took one step forward, and used the ice shape magic to unleash four ice walls to protect Langritt from the aftermath of the battle.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Tian unleashed the ability of magic, which surprised the evil magicians.

"Instant magic?" they were a little suspicious, unsure, but what happened next was something they didn't expect.

The ice wall protected Langritt, and Motian had no worries, and his magic and 'qi' burst out, like a burning flame, which made people marvel.

Is this still the magic of a high-level magician? Obviously, only a top-level magician can have such a huge amount of magic.

"Meteor Fist!" Mo Tian threw four or five punches in a row, and the enemy's magic in the sky was instantly crushed by the Meteor Fist.

Mo Tian didn't stop, his hands shaped into a cold ice sword, the sword light flashed, and suddenly an evil magician fell.

His speed was so fast that he almost saw a remnant, and the man ran to the side.

"Retreat!" the thunder wizard shouted, and a thunderbolt spell was unleashed in his hand, the same purple thunder that had struck Langritt earlier.

The speed of the purple thunder was no slower than that of the Meteor Fist, and it soon came under Mo Tian's nose.

However, Motian is not Langritt, and he doesn't care about the little purple thunder.

I saw Mo Tian holding the Ice Sword and slashing very quickly, leaving a very beautiful arc in the air.

With a snap, the purple thunder was like a piece of cloth, cut in half, and then gradually dimmed until it disappeared.

Mo Tian easily solved a purple thunderbolt, which made the thunder magician feel extremely stunned, afraid that he had encountered an opponent.

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