Whew――

With such a close distance, this group of low-level professionals had no chance to react at all, and with the sound of the flying knife cutting through the air, they fell to the ground almost without distinction between front and back, and suddenly there was no sound.

Even the professional who injured his spine and rolled on the ground was nailed into his head by a throwing knife, and the whole person could not die anymore.

Only the professional who regarded Yang Long as a thief and dislocated his hands shoulder to shoulder, as well as Ford, who was the leader, were not attacked by Yang Long, and the intact Leng did not dare to move in place.

"Tell me, your plan. Yang Long played with a flying knife, looked at the fourth-order warrior in front of him coldly, and there was no doubt in his flat tone: "If I am satisfied, I may be able to spare your life." ”

After hearing Yang Long's words, Ford trembled, first glanced at Yang Long with hope, and then glanced around the surrounding corpses, his eyes full of shock.

The corpse of each professional, either a heart or a brain, was sunk into the handle by a throwing knife, leaving only a knuckle in length outside the body.

This target is vicious, and he will never be given a way to live!

Realizing this, the shock in Ford's eyes faded, and the madness with the color of despair began to brew in his pupils, and he was about to enter a state of rage.

Whew――

Yang Long, who was quick-eyed, flicked his fingers, and the flying knife in the palm of his left hand was circled, and it was nailed into Ford's left eye like lightning, and the body of this strong man was deflected.

Who knew that it was at the moment when Ford was about to fall. The unbalanced body suddenly paused strangely, and then Ford's maniacal laughter erupted from the corners of his salivating mouth.

"Heha!" The trauma to the brain did not affect his size at all, and the punctured eye socket was bleeding and a little white brain, which looked very scary.

Obviously, Yang Long's shot was still one step slower, and this fourth-order lower berserker had already entered a berserk state!

After a few weird laughs. Ford, already in absolute rage. Like a beast without vision, his whole body shook again, and he was facing Yang Long's direction.

A murderous aura rushed towards him, and it immediately enveloped the whole body of the old butcher of the other world. It made him feel a little cold.

"Alas, I hate Berserkers. He grumbled in a low voice. Yang Long raised his left hand. Two intertwined pale red flames appeared in the palms of his hands.

Bang -

Sensing Yang Long's undisguised magic fluctuations, Ford's feet stomped violently, and at the same time, he stepped out of the ground with a deep footprint. It swooped down like a tiger descending from a mountain.

Ding――

The shield, two meters long and one meter wide, composed entirely of fire elemental energy, suddenly appeared in the path of Ford's pounce, blocking the beast in a state of frenzy.

The texture of this shield was gray, and it didn't look like it could compare to the fire elemental shield that had been released before.

But in fact, the fire elemental energy consumed by this shield was almost one-tenth of the total amount, that is, half of the total magic energy of the original.

The reason why it looks gloomy on the surface is the change in the degree of elemental transformation of the entity, which means that Yang Long's control of the fire elemental magic has improved like a fly.

For the shield blocking the front, Ford, who had lost all his sanity, did not try to go around from the side at all, but chose the most direct way, hitting the side hard.

Dang Chang -

The huge impact force caused the fire elemental shield to shook, and small cracks appeared at the point of impact, and soon covered the entire shield, and it seemed that this magic could lose its effect at any time.

However, on the other hand, Ford's furious body was actually bounced back by the reaction force, and after turning his head in the air, he stepped on the ground again with a deep footprint, and finally stood firm.

But Yang Long's attack was not over yet.

At the moment when Ford's body hit the ground, a two-meter-high wall of fire suddenly rose within a five-meter radius centered on his single figure, and the raging flames even ignited the nearby tents.

It is also worth mentioning that these flames, which were originally uncontrollable after being released, actually showed an inward tilting attitude, and although the flames themselves did not move, they doubled the temperature in the center of the fire wall.

Compared to the bright yellow flame on the outer ring, the flame at the center point has changed to a dark red with a bit of whiteness, and Yang Long doesn't need to experience it to understand what that temperature means.

"You're actually a magician?" The professional with dislocated arms was frightened by the wall of fire in front of him again, ignoring the pain in his arm, and let out a desperate question.

Yang Long did not answer this, but looked at the wall of fire indifferently, as if he was waiting for something.

Perhaps because of the improvement of magic control, too much unnecessary waste was avoided, and this time the wall of fire released by Yang Long only burned for less than two minutes before it was extinguished.

Waving his hand to disperse the fire element shield, Yang Long ignored the steaming hot earth, and slowly walked to the center of the original fire wall, and after carefully observing it for a while, he showed a slightly satisfied expression.

"It's been turned into ashes, it's like the power of inheriting secret techniques!" After muttering with some joy, Yang Long frowned and whispered: "But just these two magics, it used up thirty percent of the magic energy, and it was really not so easy!"

During his time as the heir of the three nobles of Lordaeron, Yang Long had obtained hundreds of inheritance secret techniques, including hundreds of inheritance secret techniques related to flame and ice magic.

In the past, due to the lack of strength and Yang Long's own insufficient magical energy, he could not use these powerful magic inheritance secret techniques, but now after being promoted to the seventh order upper flame mage, he can use seven or eight inheritance secret techniques.

The two spells that block the Ford after the rage and then directly incinerate it are the two Flame Magic Inheritance Secret Techniques.

The difference between a high-level magician and a middle-level magician, on the premise of mastering enough professional inheritance, reflects a very huge gap, both in quality and quantity, it cannot be compared.

"Hmm, since the Flame Magic Rank has been promoted to a high level and can achieve such an effect, then the Ice Magic is estimated to be not far behind, right?" Yang Long touched his chin, his eyes were full of heat: "By that time, it is estimated that the body refining will be completed!"

The drastic increase in his magical attainments did not make Yang Long get carried away, on the contrary, he looked forward to the promotion of ice magic, because at that time, it might mean that Yang Long could gain dark energy again.

Dark energy is his most proficient and most commonly used attack method!

"It seems that we have to step up our practice, although the current ice magic level has been at the sixth order, but the threshold for promotion has always been elusive, if it is like the flame magic level, it will not be a second to be stuck for a few years!"

After secretly thinking about it in his heart, Yang Long put his mind aside for a while, and his eyes flicked towards a certain corner with his perception, and he found a few horses tied to the tree with the reins.

If you want to keep an eye on a caravan that is not slow to follow, it is naturally impossible to rely on the feet of these low-level professionals, each of whom has a horse as a means of transportation.

However, the sound of the previous battle, and the burning wall of fire, frightened the horses greatly, and most of the horses broke free from the reins and ran away without a trace, leaving only a few of them obscured by the trees, and remained unfrightened and grazing unconsciously.

These were already enough for Yang Long to use.

Since the guy who was following him has been killed, the caravan naturally can't go back, so from today's onwards, Yang Long will have to rely on himself to hurry.

Although it was a little imperfect, it was already a better way back, and Yang Long's mood was a little relieved, so he turned his attention to the survivor who was sitting on the ground on one side.

"Hehe, there's still a lot of time. Yang Longpi said with a smile, every word was like a sharp sword, stabbing this second-order professional in shock: "Maybe you want to say something I don't know?"

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