The boring and long journey forced Mo Xuan to learn something to pass the time, and swordsmanship was Mo Xuan's main subject.

Strong mental power and superhuman physical fitness allowed Mo Xuan to quickly master how to use the big sword in his hand, of course, it is still limited to performance, and there is still a distance from the real actual combat.

It doesn't matter what Mo Xuan's attitude towards learning swordsmanship, Mandel is strongly dissatisfied, in the eyes of this traditional mage, the mage must have the appearance of a mage, although the current Mo Xuan doesn't look like a mage except for the clothes on his body!

As for the old man of the storm, his attitude was supportive, and the old man, who agreed that Mo Xuan was a god in his heart, did not feel that Mo Xuan could still make any mistakes with the care of a god.

After learning the sword, Mo Xuan's methods are more varied, melee, ranged, physical, elemental and spiritual, and of course, the mysterious spells on that scroll.

There were no major events in Flame City, so Mo Xuan's group didn't walk very fast, and they would descend on the ground every day.

Hunting, barbecues, and bonfires make everyone feel closer to each other.

And Mo Xuan's daily routine is to familiarize himself with his various methods.

Buzz, the greatsword sliced through the air, making a trembling sound.

Damar's eyes shrank, and he dodged the sword that came from the crossing, but the sense of crisis in his heart did not dissipate.

Suddenly, Damal lost his mind for a short time, but he was affected by Mo Xuan's spiritual shock, and when Damal recovered from his distraction, he felt the dense whistling sound of wind blades behind him.

Behind him was a whistling tornado mixed with wind blades, and in Damal's eyes, the cyan light on Mo Xuan's left hand was gone. Turning to a yellow glow, his heart sank.

"Gravity chaos!" Mo Xuan used this earth-based spell from the side door.

Damal, who was about to dodge the tornado, suddenly felt an awkwardness, and the center of gravity of his body could not be found at all, so as soon as he hesitated, Damal was swept up by the tornado.

This tornado, which is very terrifying to ordinary people, poses no threat to Damal at all, but the gravity chaos and the effect of the tornado make Damal's body uncontrollable.

If Damal is a melee class such as a knight of the Terrans, what he can do at this time is to send out a strong fighting aura to shake the tornado away, but unfortunately Damal is not, but Damal is a dragon, and he is a dragon who is famous for controlling fire magic.

"Flame Armor!" With the appearance of this magic, Damal's body was enveloped in a strong fire element. The active fire elemental repels all other elements. The two magics of natural tornadoes and gravity chaos dissipated.

It's just that Damar didn't get happy either, because Mo Xuan had already charged in front of him with a big sword in his hand, and the big sword with a cold light was less than two meters away from him.

Although the reaction time was too short for Damal to have no time to mobilize the strength in his body, Damal still fearlessly used the big sword in his hand to meet Mo Xuan's big sword.

Boom. The violent sound of striking iron made the people around him involuntarily cover their ears.

On the other hand, the two people who are fighting. Mo Xuan, who was gaining momentum, was thrown away from afar, and Damal only took two steps back.

Squatting heavily on the ground. Mo Xuan hurriedly waved his hand: "If you don't fight, you won't fight! What the hell are you, Damal! It's too hard, and your clothes are broken!"

Hearing Mo Xuan's words, the onlookers looked at Damal, and sure enough, there was no wound on the skin under Damal's tattered clothes. Not even the red was red.

Damal scratched his head and said, "Well, I'm a genius, how can I be like an ordinary person!"

Seeing that Damal didn't have the heart to say, Mo Xuan didn't persecute it.

Suddenly, the north-west sky glowed with a strong light, a light blue light banishing the black night, accompanied by faintly audible prayers.

I don't know how many demonic beasts in this small forest scattered and fled because of the light and sound.

The powerful spiritual power made Mo Xuan intuitively feel the divine meaning contained in the light.

"That reckless ghost of the temple!" Storm scolded in a somewhat angry manner.

I don't want the old man of the storm to scold angrily, in this world of monsters, the forest is the territory of the monsters, who knows if there are any perverted monsters in this small forest, although the old man of the storm is not afraid, but who wants to be affected by the fish pond?

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the panicked monsters to set off a small beast tide that had already spread to Mo Xuan's camp.

Fortunately, Mo Xuan's guards are all the elite of the elite, and everyone is at least the strength of a great swordsman, although they are very tired, they have managed to defend this wave of attacks.

Where there is a risk, there is a gain, and the corpses of dozens of demonic beasts made everyone cheer.

"Everyone is tired, hurry up and clean up the battlefield!Otherwise, the smell of blood will attract more demonic beasts!" After a short pause, Mo Xuan began to command the guards to clean up the battlefield.

"Who is it?" shouted the sentry who had set up the sentry, and the camp, including those who were still cleaning up the battlefield, clenched their weapons, and a simple circular formation formed in a moment.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm the High Priest of the Deep Blue Temple, John Rest, and the Knights of the Guard with me. After a while, a middle-aged man in a white priest's uniform, with a somewhat tired and pale face, walked out, and behind the middle-aged man, there were about ten people dressed as leather knights, who should be the guard knights of the Archpriest John.

Deep Blue Temple, Mo Xuan knows that this is a temple, this temple is the largest temple in the Kingdom of Geert, and the god enshrined in the temple is the god of change in the sky, which is a name for the outside world, in fact, the priesthood of this god is the god of white clouds, this is not a big priesthood, but there are still a lot of things about white clouds, such as thunder and lightning, such as rain.

The agrarian society was very good, and naturally there were many believers in this god, and most of the inhabitants of the entire kingdom of Geert believed in him. And the Kingdom of Geert is adjacent to the Kingdom of Mali and is also on the front line of resisting werewolves, and the Kingdom of Mali can be described as brothers and sisters, and the relationship with the alliance against werewolves can be regarded as an ally of the Kingdom of Mali.

It's just that this is the hinterland of the Mali Kingdom, why would the people of the Deep Blue Temple come here? Mo Xuan's heart was full of doubts.

"Excuse me, I wonder if we can rest here for the night!" John said politely.

"Please. "It's not easy to help when you're out and about, even though Mo Xuan has already determined that the small beast tide just now was caused by them.

Ordering the guards to empty half of the camp, Mo Xuan left a few sentry and prepared to rest, as if intentionally or unintentionally, a few sentry focused most of their attention on these people from the Deep Blue Temple. (To be continued......)