They knew that Lin Lang hadn't used all his strength yet, at least he hadn't used the method of splitting people in half with a wave of his hand.

As they thought, Lin Lang's breakthrough had not yet been fully proficient and his body's strength had skyrocketed, and he needed high-level opponents like Wells and Griffin to help him master it faster.

Although Gunther, who was killed by him, was also a senior sergeant, he did practice the way of the assassin, and the process of killing with one blow was dangerous, and Lin Lang could not let go of it at all. But this Wells is different from the griffin, and it is suitable for Lin Ang to practice.

It's just that O'Neill on the side made Lin Lang frown, Lin Lang was tired of being blown up by him with a fireball, although he didn't cause any serious damage to himself, but it was not a matter for him to output unscrupulously.

The main reason is that Lin Lang's jet-black hair is scorched, and Lin Lang can't bear it if he fights again, and he can't spend spiritual power to resist every time.

It seems that the output of team battles is not only in the game.

"Damn, clean up first, you'll talk about it!" Lin Lang looked at the fireball thrown at O'Neill, who was happy, and said secretly in his heart.

Dodged over Wells's big sword, reached out and grabbed Wells's wrist, and flew up with a kick to volley Wells into the air, if it was a one-on-one situation, Lin Lang would be able to completely abolish Wells through joint skills at this time.

But Wells is not alone, there are O'Neill and griffin to help, and there are a hundred guards and knights around him, ready to give Lin Lang a drink.

Lin Lang dodged the griffin's claws, grabbed Wells and slashed directly at O'Neill's fireball, and at the same time quickly rushed towards O'Neill.

"I'm Nima, here again!" Wells, who was smashed into the fireball by Lin Lang, wanted to die, but he was also the lord of a dignified city, and he was used as a shield by others twice in a row, didn't he want to lose face?

More important than face hurts, it really hurts! That's the fireball technique of a sergeant-level master, he doesn't have a body as powerful as Lin Lang, and the most important thing to be able to resist magic is because of the set of enchanted armor on his body.

However, although the enchanted armor is good, it can't stop the impact of magic, especially this fire magic will explode!

Why is it always me who gets hurt? Wells's heart was not to mention how depressed he was, it was obviously two people and the demonic beasts who had been besieging Lin Lang, but he was the only one who had been injured so far.

He soon found out that it was just the beginning!

After Lin Lang grabbed Wells and exploded a fireball, he didn't let go, as if he had used it, and rushed towards O'Neill with Wells.

Along the way, Lin Lang grabbed Wells and waved it back and forth, and used Wells to beat those guards who had never found a chance to intervene, and vomited blood one by one. These guards were armed with swords, but looking at Wells, who was picked up by Lin Lang, where did they dare to cut it, and watched Lin Lang's 'weapon' smash on them.

O'Neal saw Lin Lang rushing over with a powerful 'weapon', his face changed, he was destined to hide in the output of a change alone, where did he dare to face Lin Lang, a guy who can resist magic with his body.

After quickly reciting the spell in his mouth, a flame with the thickness of a baby's arm appeared above O'Neill's head, and he thought of Lin Lang under the wave of his staff.

"Flame Arrow!"

Lin Lang felt that the power of this magic was not as bad as O'Neill's fire dragon roar at the beginning, and it was small and easier to control. However, the dragon's roar is continuous magic, and the flaming arrow can only be attacked once.

But the power is not comparable to the simple fireball technique. Lin Lang decisively blocked the 'weapon' in front of him.

"boy, you're not done! It's kind of a dignified fight with me! Yes~! Wells was sealed by Lin Lang with aura, and his magic power could not be used, so he let Lin Lang grasp it in his hand and face the flame arrow.

This type of magic is not a fireball technique, after continuously hitting Wells's luxurious magic armor, it can no longer withstand the complete loss of effect, Wells screamed and spat blood.

Lin Lang also took advantage of O'Neal's spell to rush to the front with Wells, and smashed Wells in O'Neill's frightened eyes without waiting for O'Neal to cast a new magic **.

"It's over!"

Oni looked at Wells, who had smashed over, and said subconsciously.

Although he has the strength of the middle stage of the sergeant, he is a magician, and in terms of body alone, he is not even as good as those personal soldiers of Wells. Didn't you see those pro-soldiers next to Lin Lang with heavy "weapons" that were either dead or disabled, and now it was his turn not to be smashed into the mud.

Rumble! Wells, dressed in armor, landed in O'Neill's depths with a thud. The whole person was smashed into the ground by Lin Lang.

"Lord of the Castle!"

"Head of the house!" "戾~"

Taylor and Valolet exclaimed at the sight of the poop, and the griffin screamed.

Taylor and Vaolet didn't think about coming to the rescue. It all happened so fast that it didn't give them time to react at all. Lin Lang, who was beaten by two people and one beast at the last moment, turned the situation around in a blink of an eye.

It's just that how easy it is to come to the rescue, how Bach and Gloisa will let the two of them leave easily. Bach sneered and stopped the two again.

Gorissa appeared directly behind Taylor, who was already injured, and stabbed Bach's back of the heart with her palm, which was full of blood.

Eh~ Taylor looked at the white palm that stretched out from his chest, opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were in disbelief, he would die at the hands of a woman who had just broken through the middle level of the ranks.

"Hehe, although it's not as tempting as that person's blood, it's much stronger to make up for the blood of which slaves, I can't afford to provoke that person, and I'll accept yours unceremoniously." Golissa's seductive voice rang in Taylor's ears, and the warm air currents caressed Taylor's ears like a lover's whisper, as if she was not killing, but was living with the man she loved.

But all Taylor felt was the endless cold, his blood sucking away rapidly, and his consciousness began to go groggy.

"I, I'm not dead?" The whole person found that O'Neal was still alive than O'Neill, who was embedded in the ground, and Wells, who was used as a weapon by Lin Lang, was blocked by a shield composed of flames, and did not hit his body and said happily.

He had forgotten that he had a magic item on him, and O'Neill looked at a fiery red bracelet in his hand with great rejoicing.

"You're not dead, but you're going to be soon. I don't know how long you can stay as a king? Lin Lang saw that his blow was blocked by a flame shield, and he didn't kill O'Neal and said with a chuckle that didn't care.

If Lin Lang was willing, a dimensional blade could cut through his flame shield.