"What the eldest brother said is indeed right. A mage who has not been baptized by the rain of arrows and has not stepped on the blood water, no matter how high his cultivation is, he is just some fragile beings!"

When facing the enemy, there is no room for attack. How could Sharjah let go of such a fleeting opportunity?

In an instant, from extreme stillness to extreme movement, Sharjah completely let go of the sense of the elements, and completely expanded the control of the elements, not to cast any magic In the case of the initial solution of this elemental prohibition and the chaos of the elements in this area, it is impossible to cast any truly effective magic. So he added chaos to chaos, and added a fire to the chaos, no, countless fires.

In the entire area that was blocked just now, the four elements of water, fire, earth, and wind clashed back and forth, collided, and swept wildly, and under the magical vision, a small-scale indescribably strong magical turbulence dominated a qiē.

Under this kind of elemental turbulence that even the high law has to catch blind, Sharjah moved!

Not as a mage's move, but as a warrior's move.

The weapon that the middle-aged man threw from behind just now passed under his ribs on one side of Sharjah's body, taking away several pieces of clothing, but did not hurt Sharjah. This is thanks to those few mages who have unlocked the elemental blockade, otherwise, how could Sharjah, as a pseudo-martial artist, be able to completely deal with a real sixth-level martial artist?

Whether it was the most powerful intermediate mage or the middle-aged man with a majestic bearing, at this moment, they were all furious.

If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates. There may not be such words in this world, but the meaning expressed in this sentence, the two of them must have been adjourned at this moment, and they must have been extremely profound.

But no matter how angry they were, they couldn't stop Sharjah from moving in that moment.

At that moment, or in the blink of an eye, he asked, "Anyway, when the middle-aged man had just taken a step from the gate of the mansion, Sharjah's figure, like a runaway boat in the elemental turbulence, was agitated to follow a seemingly irregular curve, looping, rushing, looping, rushing".

The next moment, Sharjah, who was so fast that he couldn't even control himself, slammed his left shoulder into a big tree in the courtyard, and after a tooth-aching squeak, Sharjah's direction changed again, shooting in the direction of the intermediate mage.

Just now, when the same time could not be heard, the Zhongfa hurriedly grabbed his disciple and dodged away from the center where several people had gathered just now.

"Leave one! he's innocent!" shouted the Chinese and French in the midst of Sharjah's fire.

His quasi-Fa disciple was so shocked that he didn't know what was going on for a while, "but he was caught by his master in a daze."

"I know. ”

Sharjah returned, and then, just as the ninth-level apprentice showed a slight hint of relaxation and relief, his expression suddenly froze on his face, and the next moment, a blood flower bloomed in front of his forehead.

The sharp arrow that had pierced Sharjah's left arm just now appeared behind the ninth-level apprentice.

At this time, I heard six muffled bangs in a row, "In the center where several people gathered in the courtyard just now, there were six bodies that had lost their lives and fell to the ground with a bang."

"Thief! I'll fight you!"

Seeing the only proud disciple in this life lose his life in his own hands, the intermediate mage stared at it, ignoring the chaotic elemental area, and even risked the consequences of being penetrated by the elemental turbulence through his body

Blazing!

Countless dots of firelight, like sharp arrows or like cracked blades, centered on the body of an intermediate mage, shot out in all directions. Of course, the direction in which Sharjah is located is the concentration of sharp arrows and cracked blades.

No one can ignore the anger of an intermediate mage, "Not even Sharjah, who is also an intermediate mage."

So he had to run away.

Moreover, the task assigned by the teacher has also been completed. At this time, his left arm was broken, and the connection between his shoulder and his body was even more violent, and the consequence of several momentary overdrafts of strength was that his whole body was now hot and cold, his body was floating, and there were bursts of pain and dizziness in his heart, like the waves of the stormy sea, hitting layer after layer, and if he didn't go, he might really not be able to walk.

In this state, taking on the madness of an old intermediate mage, Sharjah could only choose between being injured and dying, and could not choose not to be injured.

The next moment, countless bits of blood bloomed behind his back and in front of him, his left arm, right arm, left leg, right leg, waist, back, heart, and abdomen. "The whole body, except for a few parts that must not be injured, in other places, at least dozens of places, in the blink of an eye, were pierced by the countless dots of fissures that shot wildly. ,

"Shhh

At the moment when dozens of flames burst into rest, even though he had had the experience of iron and blood, but at this time, the clenched teeth still cracked the gums, and Sharjah's body that was rushing with the wind element immediately trembled violently.

However, it was only a very brief tremble, and in the next moment, his body never stopped, like a bolt of lightning, fleeing, fleeing, fleeing in the direction of the big river outside the city."

"Sharjah! one day, I'm going to kill your sacrificer!"

Just as an intermediate mage cannot resist the madness of another intermediate mage, just as an intermediate mage cannot stop another intermediate mage from escaping with all his might. When this bereaved disciple chased him to the shore, he was greeted by only the surging waves that had not changed for thousands of years.

It was only three or five breaths before the dignified middle-aged man and the junior and intermediate mages all chased to the shore.

Staring.

In addition to gazing, it is still gazing.

The middle-aged man didn't know what to say, and those few beginners didn't even dare to say anything about response or revenge. They were clear about what had happened, and under the deterrence of a high-level law pinnacle or even a teacher, their anger and madness could only be suppressed in their hearts.

A few of them were even glad at this time, and they had more than one disciple in their hearts. What's more, it is said that the madman just now was a ninth-level apprentice two months ago, and now, he is actually a Chinese law, in the future, even if there is no teacher of his, how can they take revenge?

But this irrepressible resentment must be diverted.

The next moment, a figure of a person invariably appeared in their anger.

If it weren't for your filthy miscellaneous disciples, how could you have caused this tragic scene?

Is your eyeless crumb, dead?

I had long seen that damn thing unpleasant, and now it's really causing trouble. But why did you suffer from us?

I don't feel good, and you don't want to feel good!

That damn thing, even if he comes back alive, I'm going to let him die!