Magic repeater.

The anger in Meng Yang's heart was simply incomprehensible, the distance between him and the leader was only seven or eight steps, and after he smashed the protective light shield of the magic scroll with the Passion Knife Technique, and slashed the last two powerful warriors around the leader, the extremely experienced magician leader not only flew upside down from his horse in an instant, but also took out a delicate magic crossbow and aimed it at Meng Yang and pulled the string.

Trying his best to show "reluctance", in fact, even if Meng Yang's love flower mutated and generated a yin and yang qi bead, Fang Cai's wave of fierce attacks still exceeded his current strength load, but the bandit leader was in danger, and his ability to grasp the timing was simply outrageous, and the time when the magic crossbow was launched was just when Meng Yang's strength was almost exhausted and he couldn't even hold Qiushui.

The crossbow sounded three times, and the water dragon shield in front of him had already made a cracking sound, at the moment of life and death, Meng Yang didn't dare to hold it up to the point of connecting the crossbow with his body, his left hand trembled, and he added a levitation technique to bless his body, and moved three meters sideways, took off the protection of the water dragon shield, and threw away the autumn water, and the same cylinder appeared in his right hand, aiming at the magician leader who was still looking at the direction of the broken water dragon shield and pulled the string.

After a flash of red light, a series of fireballs, the size of a baby's fist, arrived in front of the magician.

It turned out that Meng Yang made a wise judgment in an instant.

He no longer has the hands-on strength of a warrior, and he has the magic power that is not inferior to that of a sixth-level magician, but he has never practiced high-level magic skills, and not a fifth-level magician can do it.

He knew that even if he confronted the leader with low-level magic now, it would be tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. This terrifying opponent is not only experienced in facing the enemy, but also decisive and ruthless, and his own strength is definitely above that of a seventh-level magician.

Dealing with a seventh-level magician in the same way as a third- or fourth-level magician is like a toddler trying to knock down a giant, which is simply unrealistic.

Therefore, in an instant, Meng Yang made the wisest decision, discarded Qiushui, turned his hand and took out a third-level fireball launcher, and nine third-level fireballs instantly attacked in front of the magician.

The magic staff in the magician's left hand rippled with a halo of magical power, and a gray ball of light suddenly appeared in front of him like a hurricane, engulfing nine third-level fireballs and disappearing them.

"What a magic skill! This person's casting speed is terrifying!"

Although Meng Yang was horrified in his heart, the movements in his hands did not stop at all, the used canisters had been discarded on the ground, and two cylinders of different colors appeared on his hands at the same time.

This time, he was holding a third-level thorn launcher in his left hand, and a third-level ice arrow launcher in his right hand.

Almost in no particular order, Meng Yang pulled the strings of the two launchers in his hand at the same time.

Silently, with three thin Xiaoice arrows as a group, a series of nine groups of ice arrows shrouded and sealed all the directions where the magician leader could dodge and escape, although it was only a third-level ice arrow, but as long as a magician knew very well, the reason why ice arrows were terrifying was because once they were hit, even if their own defense was extremely high, and they were not pierced into the body by ice arrows, the paralyzing and freezing magic effect attached to them was the most annoying when facing the enemy.

A master against an enemy, even if it is just a delay of one or two breaths, is enough to kill.

Moreover, Meng Yang's moment can be said to be full of the advantages of his soul's computing and analysis ability.

In the first round of fireball launches, he forced the mage leader to use a magic skill to restrain the fireball, which consumed at least a fifth of his mana reserves.

And in the second round, he launched waves of ice arrows, ice arrows and fireballs belong to magic attacks with diametrically opposite attributes, in the field of magic, this belongs to two different factions, the five elements are born and restrained, according to his cognition of the magicians of the White Dragon Empire, he learned that a magician wants to learn magic skills in different fields with different attributes, and his own talent requirements are extremely high, usually, only at level seven or above, magicians have the possibility of learning two or three faction magic skills at the same time.

Like Ruoyi, she is best at water magic, and is also known as a genius magician who has emerged in Panlong Academy in recent years, so she made an exception and was taught by several great magicians in the academy, and learned the systematic knowledge of other systems of magic, which can be regarded as having a relatively superficial understanding of other systems of magic. As she was about to leave the academy, she selected several spells of the sound system and studied them experimentally.

For example, Wan Lai Ji Ji is a relatively high level 5 magic in the sound system magic, if it weren't for Ruo Yi's light of Meng Yang's meditation and entering the deepest level of meditation cultivation many times without distraction in the special environment of the Dragon Ruins, her Wan Lai Ji Ji would not have thought of practicing it easily.

At this moment, when dozens of ice arrows with a cold aura blocked him, as if trying to shoot himself into a frozen hedgehog, this powerful magician leader was finally completely shocked.

It seemed that he was understated, and he eliminated the nine third-level fireballs emitted by Meng Yang into invisibility, but in fact, it was not.

Just now, he was actually shocked into a cold sweat, and he was secretly glad that when he went out today, he wore the magic ring that he cherished the most.

This magic ring was worn by a fallen magician in the group of royal bandits, who had made a lot of contributions to the demon breaking bandit army over the years.

Today, before leaving, the big boss repeatedly told him not to be too entangled, not to take it lightly, so he added a little more caution, and the ghost took this ring on his hand, but he didn't expect that at a critical time, this ring really saved his life.

I have to say that Meng Yang didn't expect that this bandit leader was not talented, the casting speed was extremely fast, the reaction was fast, and the strange thing was actually in that ring.

This magic ring, to put it bluntly, is a magic skill seal ring made by a great magic caster.

Among them, there are five different magic skills of the sixth level, and as long as the wearer hooks the ring with magic power, any of them can be released at will.

Therefore, even though Meng Yang took out the fireball launcher with great speed and fired nine third-level fireballs that were enough to blow up the fifth-level magician, he was still activated by this bandit leader to activate a sixth-level wind magic "Dust Cleansing Tornado" sealed in the ring, and cleaned it up.

Moreover, the power of a sixth-level magic skill was just enough to restrain the magic skills launched by Meng Yang's third-level launcher. Of course, Meng Yang did not know this, he had been scared half to death by this magician.

He thought that even if the magician did not release his magic instantaneously, it was similar to instantaneous, and he felt more and more heavy, and determined not to give it a chance to breathe, and used up his magic power with the various launchers he carried.

The leader of the bandits is the fourth leader of the demon breaking bandit army, and the bandit activities on weekdays basically will not let him go out in person, but this time the big boss personally arranged for him to come, and he knew that the matter must be very important.

A magic ring forged by a great magician can save a seventh-level magician at least five times, and it is actually rare to put a seventh-level magician in extreme distress, so the preciousness of the magic skill sealed in the magic ring is difficult to measure, if it has to be converted with gold coins, no matter who it is, even if it costs 500,000 gold coins to let this bandit leader activate a magic skill, he will never do it.

One skill is equivalent to one of his lives.

However, he never dreamed that the magic ring, which only had three opportunities to activate, was forced to be activated one after another by a little warrior in today's situation.

In order to deal with the nine fireballs, he was forced to activate a wind-based sixth-level magic skill: the Dust Cleansing Tornado, and now, in order to eliminate the rain of ice arrows that had blocked him, he had to hook the magic ring again, activating an earth-based sixth-level magic: Earth Dragon Returning to the Sky.

Apricot yellow magic gushed out from the ring, and in an instant, an earth dragon made of mud and dust was formed outside the leader's body, flying and circling, and nine groups of ice arrows were like mud cows entering the sea, and they were wiped out cleanly.

Getting this gap, the bandit leader was busy reciting a fifth-level magic that consumed the time of the three-breath mantra: magic shield armor, and on the front of his head, chest and back, the most important body parts condensed a thick magic shield, because with these magic shield armor, ordinary third- and fourth-level attack magic skills, he could completely ignore it, so he could free his hand and clean up the noble boy on the opposite side who had made him hate it to the extreme.

However, perhaps because the nine sets of ice arrows inspired by Meng Yang were too dazzling and attractive, the bandit leader's attention was completely intimidated by the ice arrows, and he didn't notice that a few gray points of light smaller than dust flew out of the launcher in Meng Yang's left hand silently and without a trace, and along the barren grass on the ground, just when the bandit leader used the earth dragon to break Meng Yang's ice arrows, and used his own magic power to condense a few magic shields to protect his vital points, he quietly reached the bandit leader's feet.

As soon as the gray light touched the earth, it came to life, like a seed moistened by rain, instantly turned blue-green, bloomed with vigorous vitality, and grew like a green thorn vine with the thickness of nine fingers, and climbed the feet of the bandit leader like a creeper!

The leader of the bandits did not notice anything unusual until the barbed vines climbed to his waist.

This is the thorn technique launched by the third-level thorn launcher in Meng Yang's left hand.

It is said that thorns are cast on nature, and as long as the magic is blended with the earth, it is like a thorn vine that grows from the earth, and it can only be eliminated unless it is fire magic, and ordinary swords do not want to cut it, and once the body is entangled in these thorn vines, it is like a flying insect trapped in a spider's web, and it is extremely difficult to break free.

Because, the thorn vines seem to be deeply rooted in the earth, and unless the strength reaches the level of a high-level warrior, it is absolutely impossible to tear it off and get rid of it.

When he just wanted to release a powerful magic skill, the bandit leader who would blast Meng Yang into pieces in one fell swoop, suddenly noticed the abnormality under him, and when he looked down, his mouth let out a wail that was not like a human being, he never dreamed that this aristocratic young man could actually get all kinds of magic props in his hands, and use them so well, every time he was stimulated, he was exhausted to deal with it, and there was no time to breathe at all.

And what shocked him even more was that he was now entangled in nine thick and tough thorn vines.

The third-level thorn technique, although it could not pass through his waist and abdomen blessed with the magic shield, firmly bound his legs, and kept giving birth to the pulling force, as if to pull him into the center of the earth.

What to do?

At this moment, Meng Yang, who had replaced the canister again, aimed a black canister at the bandit leader, and gently pulled the string.

Ruoyi, who was struggling to the ground, tried her best to open her eyes, watching Meng Yang use magic props to fight with a magician with unfathomable strength, at this moment, she knew that Meng Yang, who had never learned how to use magic props, was so brilliant in the use of various magic props, and the magic props in her hands were no less than several powerful magicians cooperating with each other.