Chen Qinghe didn't seem surprised by this kind of situation where he suddenly started fighting while chatting, and while dealing with it in his hand, he also said: "It is rumored that Norman Xiaoyou is proficient in dragon language and can also use my dragon spells, I wanted to talk to Xiaoyou and then do business, but now it seems that it is not possible." ”

Chen Qinghe didn't know where he got the news, but he knew the details of the big battle that happened yesterday.

Now Norman could hear Hardy beside him chanting a spell, and Agnes was also moving, and it was very likely that he was also preparing to cast a spell, so after seeing that there was no one left and right, he simply opened his mouth and said to Chen Qinghe: "Mr. Chen knows so clearly what happened in the previous battle, isn't it that he colluded with those bandits......?

He was barely sitting now, his whole body was in pain, and the sea of magic was even more empty, and he couldn't release half of the spell. And he looks like a ghost, so weak, it is obviously impossible to rely on the method of bloodletting to cast spells, then he will really die, so he can only put his mouth cannon to assist, it is best to attract Chen Qinghe to spray with him, and he has no time to chant spells, that is good.

But Chen Qinghe ignored him anymore, and while dealing with the three Templars, his lips kept moving, as if he was chanting a spell.

He obviously also noticed that Hardy was casting spells here, even if he was as strong as this dragon clan, he probably wouldn't dare to let a white-robed mage cast spells safely without taking any countermeasures, especially since there was a big knight in front of him.

The level 6 Bigby Grappling Palm could only trap Dominic, the great knight, for a while, and under his full attack, the cracking sound became more and more intense, and this Bigby Grabber Grappling Palm was quickly and completely defeated by him.

But Chen Qinghe, who was silent, had already cast a second spell.

Dominique was about to step forward and swing the sword towards Chen Qinghe, when suddenly his face changed, and with a roar, the cross sword in his hand swung more quickly, dancing into a ball of sword light, and even his people couldn't see it clearly, and the crackling sound came like rain hitting plantains.

On Dominic's side, the two Templars who rushed up from the left and right sides were unhindered after Bigby's grappling palm was defeated by Dominic, and they were about to step forward, but they suddenly flew back upside down, flew a dozen steps in the sky and then fell to the ground and rolled a dozen more steps, and suddenly rolled back into the queue from Chen Qinghe's position, fell to the ground and did not move, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Norman really can't see what this spell is, but it seems to be a bit similar to the Biggby Grappling Palm just now, but the power is much greater, probably an upgraded version of Biggby's Flying Palm or Biggby's King Kong Palm.

At this time, those knight mages finally reacted.

Except for a few who carried the stretcher for Norman and protected Hardy and Agnes, the others immediately formed a rapid formation in front of them, and then charged over, while the mages were not so particular, each reciting their own spells, and after a while, all kinds of spells were cast.

There were fireballs, there were ice bullets, there were blue rays with thick arm, there were nets woven of shadows......

Thousands of strange spells with different uses flew towards Chen Qinghe from the array of the envoys, and with the help of the effects of some of these range attack spells, it was quite overwhelming for a while, and they flew towards that side densely, and they came in the blink of an eye.

But it turns out that these mages who are basically black robes and red robes can deal with ordinary warriors, and they are useless at all against this kind of archmage.

I saw that these spells flying out of the envoy group disappeared inexplicably when they flew into the sky near Chen Qinghe, as if there was an invisible abyss giant mouth in this field, and all these spells were devoured.

Eat as much as you want, and all the spells you have come to dissipate are gone, and you don't even make a splash.

What to do!

Now the situation is worse for Norman than it was before.

In the past, at least the envoys were sufficient, everyone was full of energy, and he was also in good health, so he bled casually, but now, not only did the envoys lack major generals, all of them were wounded, and the mages were all lacking in magic, even he was seriously injured, and he couldn't cast a spell.

He can't let out bloodletting, and he can't cast a real spell now.

Then he can only just watch?

Just when Norman was anxious, Lancelot gave him an idea.

"Squirt him!"

Squirt him?

What an idea!

Lancelot seemed to be able to guess Norman's doubts, and quickly explained: "According to the analysis of the character model we have just established, Chen Qinghe belongs to the achievement personality, this kind of person generally has a strong desire to win, is very confident, likes to accept challenges, and believes that there is nothing impossible in the world......"

Anyway, Lancelot's words have one meaning, that is, according to their research, spraying Chen Qinghe is a good assist, which can disturb Chen Qinghe's mind and let others take advantage of it, but the premise is that he has to spray skillfully, and he can't spray "Bah! You pig!" This kind of weak explosion can't disturb Chen Qinghe's mind, and he has to spray the kind that makes Chen Qinghe feel stabbed from the bottom of his heart, and can't help but want to return his mouth but find that he can't return his mouth at all.

And you have to spray it in an old language.

This is undoubtedly a bit difficult for humans who regard the main use of ancient languages as a means of spellcasting, especially if the person they want to spray is a guy who is proficient in ancient languages.

But for the Knights Templar, this was exactly what they were doing, and it was their forte.

Oh, no, it should be said that for these sailors in the live broadcast room, this is their forte, so much so that they were completely excited when they saw the barrage posted by Lancelot.

"I'm hungry for my foul language!"

"If you want to say that we are spraying people, we originate, trolls recognize the second, who dares to recognize the first?"

"There are thousands of trolls in the world, and the origin sits on more than half of them. ”

""Three Thousand Sentences of National Scolding" is ready, anchor, do you want to be more elegant or vulgar?"

"As a professional troll, I am very moved now, I want to cry, I want to thank the country, thank the government, and finally let me, a troll, have a day to contribute positive energy. ”

"Squirt it!"

......

For these trolls in the live broadcast room, the splendid article may not be able to do it, and the spray people don't come casually?

That's their expertise!