Wu Ming walked in the battle group, like a humanoid self-propelled artillery, and his hand was a powerful magic. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn particular, the three veterans who were focused on taking care of them retreated again and again under Wu Ming's blows.

In desperation, the three of them could only abandon their respective opponents and all rushed towards Wu Ming.

Three to one, Wu Ming had a light smile on his face, but he didn't flinch.

The battle is not about numbers, and in the face of the encirclement of three veterans, Wu Ming is only on guard, not afraid.

"Your name is Dajun?" Wu Ming looked at the young warrior who was obviously in the dominant position among the three.

"Yes, come on, let me see how good you are." The army had bandages tied on their foreheads and were wearing practice uniforms, and they didn't look like they were taking the orthodox martial arts route.

In Wu Ming's understanding, there are many distinctions between the same martial artist line.

For example, there are martial artists who take the martial arts route and specialize in internal strength and moves. There is also a virtual route to become a martial artist in some anime worlds similar to The King of Fighters and One Piece.

The army in front of him seems to be the majority of the latter, but he doesn't know what the other party's heels are.

"Sliding step, Yusuke's Fist!" The army slid under his feet, and the distance of five meters was instantaneous, and a punch hit Wu Ming's head.

Wu Ming's body disappeared in an instant, and with the help of a short-distance phantom migration, he appeared three meters away, tilting his head and looking at the army: "Yusuke's fist, Yuyou Baishu?" ”

"Hey, hey..."

The army smiled, not answering the question at all, but a little ground under his feet, and the whole person soared into the air like an eagle.

Generally speaking, such an action as taking off in the air is rarely seen in martial arts.

First of all, there is nowhere to borrow power after taking off, which is not conducive to dodging and moving. Second, the lower plate is unstable after taking off, and the chassis can be described as an empty door, and a bad one will be specially targeted.

However, the vacancy of the army was different, he did not fall when he took off, but kicked towards Wu Ming like a football.

Wu Ming frowned, stepped heavily on the ground under his feet, and suddenly vines rose up and swept towards the army in the air.

The movement under the feet of the army remained the same, and after encountering the vines, the whole person spun rapidly, like a spinning drill. Within two or three seconds, he broke through the obstacle of the vines, and shoveled towards Wu Ming's head unabated.

"Powerful blow..."Wu Ming flicked quickly in his hand, and the power of magic turned into a sledgehammer, slamming towards the legs of the army.

In the face of the surging sledgehammer, the army was obviously more confident in his legs, and had no intention of dodging at all.

In the next second, the sledgehammer formed by magic collided directly with the legs of the army.

With a fierce whirlwind, the magic hammer was kicked apart, and the army was forced back.

His feet fell to the ground, and Dajun only felt a little weak in his right leg, as if he had exerted too much force last night.

Wu Ming, on the other side, looked at the other party's legs with some surprise, and had to admit that the strength of the legs of the army was really stronger than that of a hundred steels.

Even two iron pillars the thickness of two bowls and made of hundreds of steels will be shattered by the blow of the magic hammer.

However, the army completely kicked and smashed the magic hammer that swept it away, and it was a fight with a humanoid tyrannosaurus, which was really hard bones.

"Hundred Split Fist!" The army leaned forward slightly, and struck his right fist directly towards the ground.

In an instant, as the fist touched the earth, the fist shadows formed by the balls of light attacked Wu Ming in all directions.

Wu Ming snapped his fingers in his hand, and several mage shields were stacked on top of each other, blocking them in all directions.

The next moment, the fist shadow of the army had already hit, and the sound of collision was endless for a while, like rain hitting the pipa.

"Avada's Curse!" Wu Ming didn't like to be beaten passively, and after seeing the mage's shield wielding, he raised his hand and there was a green light.

In the Harry Potter world, Avada's curse is unsolvable, as long as it hits, it is a life.

For this famous magic, the army, the veteran of the death penguin colony, obviously knows very well. At that moment, he relied on his speed to retreat again and again, and a faint white light appeared in the index finger of his right hand: "Spirit pill!" ”

A pillar of light shot out from the hands of the army, colliding with the green Avada Suo Spell, and for a moment there was a stalemate.

Wu Ming maintained the output of magic power, competing with the army for strength.

By this time, he had been able to determine that the army was following the route of those aura warriors in the Youyou White Book. It's just that I don't know how much of the army has gained a bit of true inheritance skills in that world, if it's just for now, it will be disappointing.

Sure enough, as time passed, sweat gradually fell on the face of the army.

Wu Ming continued to increase the output of his magic power, and little by little in the confrontation, he suppressed the aura of the army and pushed forward, as if the footsteps of the god of death were slowly approaching. I believe that if the army has no other way, wait for the green light of Avada's life spell to hit him, and once it hits him, this life will also belong to Wu Ming.

One second, two seconds...

As the confrontation continued, the army's face turned from white to blue, and his eyes finally showed a panicked look.

In the next second, feeling that the crisis of death was coming, the army finally couldn't help but turn around and scold: "You two are dead people!" Look, hurry up and help! ”

"Uh..."

The two veterans on the side hurriedly reacted from watching the play, and at the same time launched an attack on Wu Ming.

These two men, one holding a long sword that emitted black gas, and the other holding a golden short bow.

The sword-wielder chose to fight with Wu Ming closely, while the one with the bow drew the bow and took the arrow, and quickly shot out a golden feather arrow.

Seeing the two intervening in the battle, Wu Ming knew that he was seriously injured, and he could still kill the army first.

However, Wu Ming thought about it and still didn't do that.

After all, although Wu Ming and his hometown team are allies, this alliance may break down at any time, and if he is seriously injured at this time, it will not be fun in the future.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming glanced at the army regretfully, cut off the supply of magic power first, and disappeared in place with teleportation.

The next moment, without the replenishment of mana, the Avada Suo Curse could not be continued, and quickly disappeared into the air.

At the same time, the golden feather arrows shot by the archers also hit Wu Ming's previous position, and the dust and smoke billowed with the sound of explosions.

In the billowing dust and smoke, the army that had relieved the crisis, with the support of the archers, gasped for breath.

On the other side, the veteran holding the black ** sword saw the opportunity in the fog and rushed in as soon as possible.

The idea of the Demon Swordsman is very simple, in this kind of smoke and dust, his own melee unit has a more advantage than the mage.

Come to think of it, as long as you kill an enemy who is caught off guard by the other party, the deputy captain's army can't be killed, maybe you will be killed by yourself today.

In fact, in the fog, Wu Ming's fingers were wrapped with red light, and his face was full of smiles.

More than ten seconds later, two figures met unexpectedly in the smoke and dust.

Among them, the Demon Swordsman believed that he had found his prey, and Wu Ming also felt that he had waited for the opportunity he wanted.