The smile on Salman's face froze, obviously what Baroque said was exactly what his shortcomings were, although he was indeed summoned by the special props in the hands of the two magicians, but in the same way, the sacrifice as a summoning medium was still too little, so the strength he could really show in this world may not even be a tenth of his own.

And the worst thing is that Salman had already discovered the death of the summoner when he came, and although he immediately devoured their power, the inefficient method of deprivation was obviously not as effective as a real summoner.

Thinking of this, Salman couldn't help but look at Yi Fan in the distance out of the corner of his eye, for the first time, he suddenly began to plan to kill that human first.

"Why, why do you know?" Salman, having made up his mind, began to try to divert the attention of the Baroque.

However, asking such a question is not just for that reason, after all, he has planned to divide the winner as soon as possible from the beginning, and he has been attacking with all his strength very early, but he has been seen that his strength is weakening, so he still has some doubts in his heart.

"Isn't that obvious, look at your feet, stupid!" Baroque shouted loudly, and in the space in front of his head, a huge black magic array appeared, and countless dark elements converged almost instantly, and there they converged into a huge dragon flame bullet.

"Is that so? Sure enough, it's you. After looking down, Salman quickly saw what was wrong.

Although the damage to the body has been repaired by the molten slurry of the earth from the beginning, it is obvious that the recovery speed has become slower and slower, and even some small cracks have appeared in the armor at the bottom.

As he spoke, Salman obviously did not intend to ignore the Baroque's blow, the fire element, which was stronger than before, quickly converged around him, if the magic used at the beginning was still called a shield, then the current level of magic has completely surpassed the concept of a shield.

Because of the countless flame elements that gathered together, it was a huge flame vortex with Salman as the core, and everything around him that was close to him disappeared instantly when it came into contact with the flames at the very edge, and it was no exaggeration to say that even the air was completely evacuated in an instant after encountering such a high temperature, forming a real vacuum film.

"You don't have much time, do you still plan to defend at this time?" The huge black dragon flame was sprayed towards Salman by the Baroque like a cannonball, but you don't have to guess to know that the power is far beyond that of a cannonball.

"Hehe, although you guessed it, but it's still unclear which of us will disappear first!" Salman's arrogant laughter came from the center of the flame vortex again, "You actually watched me use the Doomsday Storm like this, it seems that Baroque is not in a very good state!"

The huge flame vortex began to rotate, and soon turned into a storm of flames, and the seemingly powerful black dragon bullet, although it did penetrate the outermost vacuum shield of the flame, but after entering the flame vortex, there was no reaction after half a sound, making people wonder if it had not been able to completely break through at all.

"It's true that I was almost deceived by you, but if you didn't make that kind of small move, maybe I'd be more willing to believe it!" As if he didn't realize the huge flame storm in front of him, Baroque suddenly flew in the direction of Yi Fan and the others behind him.

Just now, in the land that had been completely lavaized, several fire elements that were much smaller than Salman's body suddenly appeared, and after a short hesitation, they all rushed towards Yi Fan's location.

Obviously, this is the subordinate that Salman quietly summoned when he had just used magic, and it is also the means he used to deal with Yi Fan.

"Damn, stop me!" Sensing Baroque's action, the laughter that had just begun was interrupted, and an angry voice rang out from the center of the vortex.

Immediately after that, the storm formed by the flame suddenly accelerated, and at the outermost part of the flame, due to the flow of air, a huge storm was formed, and even a huge body like Baroque could only stop in mid-air after being wrapped in the storm.

"Damn, you bastard!" Seeing the fire elements rushing towards Yi Fan, Baroque, who couldn't take off, suddenly turned his head to look at the center of the whirlpool, his eyes were full of tyrannical killing intent, "In that case, then I can only kill you first!"

The body that was already covered by black scales, with this sentence, was instantly enveloped in a thicker darkness, but after the darkness covered the entire body of the baroque, it did not stay at all, but continued to spread towards the surrounding space, looking from a distance, as if a black hole that devoured everything suddenly appeared on that land.

"Did you use the field? You guy, in that case!"

In the endless darkness, a red suddenly lit up, and then gradually expanded, but after expanding to a certain extent, it immediately fell into a silent stalemate.

......

On the other side, Yi Fan picked up the long sword that had just lost the ball in his hand, and looked at the few assassins who fell to the ground in front of him with cold eyes.

"Okay, now you can tell me who sent you, right?"

Casually gesturing with the sharp long sword, Yi Fan asked, although he didn't say it explicitly, but everyone knew that if he couldn't ask the answer he wanted, then that weapon would naturally not stay at the level of threat.

"Do it, it's impossible to ask us anything!"

The assassin led by him glanced at Yi Fan with contempt, although all the bones on his body were almost shattered in the battle just now, but what was revealed in his eyes still didn't seem to take Yi Fan in his eyes.

The most elite assassins are all from the team sent by the same force, so unlike the third-rate killers who are still coming slowly, they have a firmer belief and will, and are more professional fighters and killers.

"Don't get me wrong, the reason why I asked you is not because I have no way to find out!" Yi Fan buried his head and approached the assassin's face, and the long sword in his hand was inserted into the thigh of another female assassin next to him who was not very seriously injured, "Didn't your master tell you my identity?"

Hearing Yi Fan's words, the assassin seemed to suddenly remember something terrible, and a very frightened look suddenly appeared on his face, compared to the screams of the female companion next to him, it seemed to be less obvious to him.

"Hehe, it seems that you remembered!" Yi Fan pulled out the long sword with an unchanged expression, and the blood sprayed from the wound splashed his face, but he still said indifferently: "So now, the answer is?"

"Black ...... Dark magic ......" said the assassin in a trembling voice, as if using all his strength.

There was already a struggle on his face, and it was evident that he was beginning to fear the terrible things he had heard of in the legends, and although death was nothing to him, it would be terrible if even his soul had to be enslaved.

The five of them were defeated in an instant, and it was obviously impossible for them to escape even if they were intact, let alone in the current situation.

The guys who were supposed to be following behind haven't arrived yet, and the planned elven reinforcements haven't appeared from the beginning, although they don't know what happened, but they don't have to guess to know that it is impossible for them to ask for help from others.

What's more, if the soul is tortured after death, that person can definitely ask what he wants, in that case, then ......

The face of the assassin gradually showed a look of determination, apparently intending to confess the main messenger behind the scenes.

Yi Fan was also relieved to see his performance, after all, only he knew that although he had mastered the black magic, as Baroque said before, it was actually impossible to torture other people's souls casually.

What's more, while maintaining the Baroque battle, his magic power is also rapidly consumed, although the conversion of mana between the summoner and the summon is not the same consumption, but the Baroque is the kind of existence beyond common sense after all, so it is also very important to end the battle early.

But at this time, an inexplicable warning suddenly appeared in Yi Fan's heart, and then he immediately felt several powerful auras that were rapidly approaching not far behind him.

"Be careful!" Before Yi Fan scratched his head, Saber's voice sounded first, and a flash of white light flashed, followed by Yi Fan's back, and a violent explosion suddenly sounded.

And in that explosion, Yi Fan also heard it clearly, and there was a slight muffled snort - it was obvious that at the moment of the fight, Saber had already suffered a big loss.

"It's okay, Saber!" Turning around quickly, Yi Fan didn't bother to continue to ask about the assassins, and immediately picked up his twin swords and ran towards Saber's side.

In the open space not far behind him, five huge flame monsters were slowly approaching him in a semi-encircled shape, and there was a huge crack on the head in the center, which was gradually recovering under the effect of magic at this time, obviously the one who had just fought with Saber.

"Yi Fan, be careful, the strength of these guys is not simple!" Saber's face was full of serious expressions, although the wound on his forehead was bleeding continuously, but the eyes that were gradually filled with blood were still staring at the enemy in front of him.