"Whoa, whoa!" Hearing this, the Flying Winged Poison Dragon was filled with grief and anger, and kept roaring, it wanted to tear the enemy in front of it to pieces!

"Is enough nonsense?" Guan Heng hugged his shoulders and sneered: "Since this is a personal grudge between you, I won't interfere, if you want to break off with the Flying Wing Poison Dragon, go to a spacious place." ”

"Hmph, whatever." Lin Lang was cunning and cunning, seeing that Guan Heng's strength was not weak, he thought that it would be a troublesome thing for this person to join forces with the Flying Wing Poison Dragon, but Guan Heng took the initiative to let the two of them go head-on, which was exactly what Lin Lang wanted.

A few seconds later, in the garden of the mansion, a vicious battle had begun in an instant.

It is true that Lin Lang is a magician, but in front of him, the word "combat" must be added, and the profession of combat magician is different from ordinary magicians, because in addition to being proficient in magic, their melee level is also first-class.

Compared with the two professions of warrior and swordsman, there is no difference between the battle mage except that he does not know how to use fighting qi and alchemy, so Lin Lang is a guy who dares to directly fight the flying winged poisonous dragon.

"Huh!" During the fight, the head of Lin Lang's pitch-black staff trembled slightly, and a sharp blade more than two feet long suddenly popped out, which could not only be used for magic attacks, but also used as a spear.

I saw the cold light of the sharp blade staff in Lin Lang's palm flickering, and the move could not leave the opponent's vital point, "Poof! As soon as the Flying Winged Poisonous Dragon dodged a hard stab, Lin Lang suddenly sneered: "Serial Wind Blade, slash!" ”

In an instant, the wind elements around the pitch-black staff suddenly gathered, condensing into several wind blades in an instant. Slipped across the belly of the winged dragon.

"Poof!" The two long and narrow wounds suddenly erupted with red mist, and the Flying Winged Poison Dragon roared in anger, and took three steps back in succession.

"Haha. Got it. Lin Lang's blow worked, and he was immediately very proud, almost laughing wildly at the sky, who knew that the poisonous dragon endured the severe pain at this time, and with full anger, he threw a heavy punch with an ice blue color.

"Bang!" The freezing fist containing unparalleled power hit Lin Lang's shoulder impartially. It hurt so much that he almost threw away the dark staff.

At this moment, the Flying Wing Poison Dragon took advantage of the gap to spew a cloud of frozen mist at the wound that was still bleeding. The bleeding stopped in an instant, and then, a succession of freezing punches slammed into Lin Lang's body like crazy, and the poisonous dragon poured all his grief and anger on these attacks.

"Uhhhh Lin Lang let out a long list of screams. The whole body is constantly frozen and frozen. "Bang!" The last fist of the frozen fist hit Lin Lang's head hard, only to hear a crisp click, and it was immediately beaten into ice powder.

"Woo woo woo-" Lin Lang's corpse, which was frozen in ice, suddenly burst out of a black mist, which was the ghost undead that formed in an instant.

Guan Heng sneered and showed the Ghost Devouring Beast and said, "Hmph, just check the information of your comrades. ”

"Outside the city of Dilardo, fifty kilometers to the north. The Flaminant Mercenary Regiment. Guan Heng searched through Lin Lang's ghost memories and muttered to himself, "Regiment Leader Ke Wen." About fifty years old, a high-level beginner-level battle mage, a member of a mercenary group, forty-five people. ”

"Poison Dragon, it seems that these are all your enemies." Guan Heng said to the Flying Winged Poison Dragon: "Let's go, tonight, let all the grievances come to an end." ”

The Flying Winged Poison Dragon nodded emphatically, and flew into the sky with Guan Heng steeply, flying straight towards the station of the Red Vulture Mercenary Group outside the city.

A moment later, outside the camp tent of the Red Vulture Mercenary Group, dozens of fireballs suddenly appeared above the tent, "Whew, papa!" The fireball fell, and the flames rose up.

"It's on fire! Everybody, run out! In the tent, I don't know who shouted first, and then, "Whoosh! Dozens of black shadows hurried out of the tent.

"Woohoo, whoa—" The winged poisonous dragon, which had been waiting outside for a long time, spewed a poisonous freezing mist at the magicians of the mercenary group, and these people had not had time to draw their staff to defend themselves, and in an instant they had been frozen into huge ice cubes.

Those who were frozen by the freezing mist, not to mention more than thirty people, and the rest of the magicians were not weak, and they all applied room and magic or scrolls, which could block this strong cold freezing storm.

"It's not a fire, it's an enemy attack!" A voice full of majesty suddenly shouted: "The rest of the people immediately form a formation and counterattack!" ”

"Yes, Captain." Hearing the command of this voice, the dozen or so magicians who were lucky enough not to be frozen immediately agreed, and they waved their staffs, "Whew! "In an instant, magical attacks such as fireballs, fire waves, ice picks, and wind blades attacked the flying winged poison dragon that had just been so ferocious.

It was too late to say that it was too late, Guan Heng beside the Flying Winged Poison Dragon suddenly gathered the fire element, and a flaming immortal bird with a little black fire fluttered its wings and flew straight towards the overwhelming magic attack!

"Boom-" Two huge waves of magical energy surged suddenly, and in an instant, the winner had already been divided, and the flaming immortal bird devoured all the magic elements, and the remaining momentum did not disappear, and rushed towards those magicians again.

"Wow, yes, yes—" More than a dozen magicians were suddenly burned to the ground, and at this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the magicians.

"Commander, save me......" A magician who was blackened by fire suddenly reached out and grabbed the other party's robe: "Please......"

"Hmph, my mercenary group doesn't need useless waste, you might as well die." The tall figure, that is, Ke Wen, the leader of the Red Vulture Mercenary Group, suddenly poked out the sword and staff in his hand, slashing across the opponent's neck.

"Tut-tut, so cruel to your own subordinates." Seeing this scene, Guan Heng slowly shook his head and said, "You are really ruthless. ”

"What's the use of me asking for all this half-dead waste?" Ke Wen said nonchalantly: "As long as you have money, you can recruit another group of diehards who will work for me." ”

At this time, Ke Wen looked at Guan Heng, and his eyes burst out with a cold glow: "May I ask, why did you attack my mercenary group?" ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm not the protagonist of revenge today." Guan Heng shrugged his shoulders, and then pointed at the flying winged poison dragon beside him with his thumb: "It's it that wants to find you to calculate the old debt of the extermination of the clan." ”

"It's you?! Flying Winged Poison Dragon......" Ke Wen understood the ins and outs of the matter in an instant: "It turns out that you, the dead remnant, came to me for revenge." ”

"It's very good, I've killed countless people in my life, and I've hunted countless demonic beasts." Ke Wen said slowly: "Since you dare to come to me for revenge, I will follow, come on." ”

"Roar...... Woo woo ......" The Flying Wing Poison Dragon turned its head and shouted at Guan Heng twice, Guan Heng nodded: "I understand, this is your own revenge, me and the little monkeys are here to help you shout and cheer, and you will never make a move." ”

——[2016.3.18 Fifth Update, good evening everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions, monthly passes (⊙o⊙)] ——(To be continued.) )