But for the first time, Ling Xingyue, who was facing the grassland shaman, still didn't dare to be careless. Holding a knife in one hand, he stood on the periphery, his body constantly changing positions, quietly observing.

The fireball has passed, and the two shamans in the smoke and dust have revealed their figures, the vines on one body have been burned by the fireball, and the two remaining powers have been taken down by the two, the one standing in front of him is very seriously injured and can no longer be maintained, kneeling on one knee, the one in the back, but not too much injured, just a body of clothes, has been burned, the staff in his hand has also been affected by the flames, and the feathered animal bones decorated on it have flown away and disappeared, an empty piece of wood, still in his hand.

At this time, these two shamans really entered the battle state, watching their senior brother die on the spot, one seriously injured and the other lightly injured, the two of them no longer did anything to write a crepe face, roaring, it was two ice picks that hit Ling Xingyue.

The two icicles were quite powerful, but they went slowly, in Ling Xingyue's eyes, these two icicles were not as fast as the bow and arrow, and with a flash of his figure, he dodged the icicle and went straight to the shaman who was kneeling on the ground, intending to finish him with a knife and then go to see the slightly injured one.

The second senior brother kneeling on the ground also knew that he would become the focus of this wave of attacks, and if he didn't act again, he would definitely die on the spot. With a roar, the red light flashed all over his body, his body soared, and the staff in his hand was broken into two pieces, integrating into his body, and with the hair on his body, a giant bear stood in place.

Ling Xingyue also looked at it, but she didn't expect that there would be such a change.

Ling Xingyue faced three grassland shamans alone, and had to use thunder tactics to kill one shaman and seriously injure two of them, but what he didn't expect was that at this critical moment, a seriously injured shaman actually put on his own cultivation and turned into a giant bear, blocking Ling Xingyue's offensive rhythm, and buying time for the spell casting of his junior brother behind him.

Ling Xingyue never thought that in this military camp, he faced such a giant bear, looking at the raging bear like a mountain of meat, he knew in his heart that it was not good, this meat shield giant bear rushed forward, and a mage behind him was responsible for the output, and he was alone, against these two, if he didn't fight quickly, he would be dragged by the two of them, and the Warat soldiers behind him would never be able to get a good deal with him and his brothers, and the good situation might be overturned. After all, all his warriors are only a few thousand, but there are 20,000 here in Warat.

No longer hide strength. Taking a deep breath, the long knife in his hand glowed faintly red, and four or five dark blue fireballs ignited around him, rotating and coiling around himself, and his long hair, windless and automatic, stood on top of his head.

Senior shaman, seeing that his senior brother was seriously injured, in order to cover himself, he broke the staff and used the secret method to deform, after this battle, no matter whether he won or lost, he would lose his longevity, looking at the form of his serious injury, I was afraid that he would not be able to return to the master, and then thinking of the tragic death of the senior brother, he was extremely sad and indignant in his heart, and gritted his teeth and cast a spell at Ling Xingyue, and in an instant, dozens of ice picks locked the range of seven or eight meters around Ling Xingyue's body, making him unavoidable.

It's just that this time Ling Xingyue didn't dodge at all, the blue flames around him lit up, and the ice picks that attacked were all burned into white smoke, and with a finger of the long knife, a red knife came out of the knife and slashed at the giant bear standing in front.

Unexpectedly, although the giant bear is huge, it is very flexible, one dodge, dodging the sword, one vertical jump, one giant palm, and he took a picture of Ling Xingyue.

Ling Xingyue's body moved sideways, avoiding the range of this palm, but he didn't expect that after this palm hit the ground, a wave-shaped seismic wave formed on the ground and spread outward, which turned out to be a one-shot range attack. The shaman behind saw that the icicle attack was ineffective, and as soon as the staff shook, a flash of lightning struck, and Ling Xingyue was affected by the shock wave.

If it is an ordinary person, both legs will be broken, and if you are unlucky, your internal organs will be injured, and you will die on the spot. This giant bear's blow has a prestige and a backhand, and it is the most affordable to deal with an agile and fast killer warrior like Ling Xingyue.

But Ling Xingyue is not an ordinary person, and his perception does not know how sensitive it is, although he did not expect that the palm of the giant bear would cause fluctuations and lose his first move, but the shock wave was seen clearly, and his body relaxed, and with the rise and fall of the shock wave, the power of the shock was resolved, and he was not injured at all, but he had to avoid the damage of the shock wave, and he could not move at high speed, and he could only resist in the face of that lightning.

In an instant, the shock wave had passed, the lightning had arrived, and Ling Xingyue's long knife pointed forward, attracting lightning to move along the blade, turning around, and slamming the knife into the ground, and a bolt of lightning was introduced into the ground.

Ling Xingyue silently thought in her heart:

"Luck, luck, fortunately, I saw the electrician's grounding wire in the park back then, but fortunately they were so clear at the time, otherwise how would I know I could do this!"

But before he could turn around, he heard a roar behind him, and the raging bear attacked again.

Attack Ling Xingyue's weak side from behind. It's just that this time the big bear didn't know that Ling Xingyue deliberately exposed the weak side of his back to attract his attack, feeling the air flow behind him, Ling Xingyue smiled, and thrust the long knife in his hand down, a stream of fire erupted from the ground, burning directly to the belly of the big bear, the fire flow was hidden and violent, and there was a dark blue demon flame in the middle, the temperature was extremely high and extremely condensed, and the attack part was the weakest abdomen, a flame pierced the giant bear, this flame, erupted from the back of the giant bear, and disappeared in a flash, With such a fatal blow, the giant bear roared wildly and fell to the ground, not moving, the wound on his body had been burned into glass by the flames, and even blood did not flow out.

Ling Xingyue reflexively drew his sword against the last shaman, witnessing his two senior brothers being killed in front of him, knowing that the opponent's strength was much higher than his own, and understanding that he was no longer fortunate today, the last shaman calmed down, the staff was stunned, his eyes fixed on Ling Xingyue, remembering all his images in his mind, and then slapped his chest, a cyan bird flew out from behind him, and disappeared into the dark sky in an instant.

"Okay, now that my master already knows about you, no matter who you are and whether you can kill me today, you will be remembered by all shamans, and in the future, every grass and tree on the grassland, every creature, will be your enemy."