Chapter 42: Nangong Ling

At this time, the deep eyes of the man in white were full of anger, staring at the orcs in the field, "I thought that only orcs would do the act of losing their conscience and killing good people, I didn't expect you orcs to do such atrocities." ”

"If you're nosy, we'll kill you. A voice from the half-orcs threatened.

"Then try it. The man in white stretched out his sleeves and suddenly emitted a burst of strong man's coercive momentum.

The antler-clad man raised his palm, and the orcs immediately silenced and made way for the antler-man to walk by.

"Who are you?" asked the antler-man man.

"The country of the sea, Nangong Ling. The man put away his coercion and folded his hands behind his back, and stood like a god in front of the inhabitants and orcs, his white clothes fluttering and handsome.

Someone in the crowd let out an exclamation, "It's Nangong Ling, it's the Great Magician Nangong Ling." ”

"He is the youngest Grand Magician in the Three Kingdoms Continent. Someone seconded: "The mayor is saved." ”

Guan Yin was also slightly surprised, he had heard of Nangong Ling's name in Shenmu Town before, but he didn't expect the real person to be so young.

Generally, it is already very good for people with magical spiritual power to reach the fifth level of magicians when they are young, and the slower the improvement of their cultivation in the future, and many people's level often stays at the sixth level of magicians and can no longer be promoted.

Most of those spiritual power who can reach the level of a great mage are half a hundred old men.

Like Wei Ning, who is fourteen years old this year, he will be a vigorous teenager, and he has reached the early stage of a fifth-level magician in the wood system, which can be said to be a very good level.

Nangong Ling looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he had already reached the level of a great magician, which could be regarded as a genius-level existence.

I am afraid that the only thing that can be compared with him is Mo Lanlei's three-system magic, the great metamorphosis of the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts.

Guan Yin thought of Mo Lanlei, and reflexively thought of the feeling of being choked by his neck, and couldn't help but tighten his throat.

At this time, the atmosphere of confrontation between the two sides in the field became more intense.

The residents shouted, "Lord Nangong, help us get rid of this group of beasts." ”

"Lord Nangong, help us rescue the mayor. ”

"Adult" is the honorific title of the lower level of the world to the superior, regardless of region, regardless of nationality, as long as you are strong enough, you can make people bow down to you.

"Let the people go, and leave immediately. Nangong Ling said.

"People, we have to take them. The antlered man said firmly, and at the same time, his body burst out with an aura that was not inferior to Nangong Ling, and the white wind element surrounded his body, and he turned out to be a great magician.

No wonder a sixth-level magician could be easily restrained, and there was another exclamation in the crowd.

"Then it can't be helped. Nangong Ling said, his hands were spread, and a water ball appeared out of thin air, the water splash rolled, getting bigger and bigger, and gradually, a water ball with the size of a grinding disc was formed, tumbling violently, as if it would roll out of Nangong Ling's control at any time, "Shoot!"

The antlered man snorted, and without seeing his hands and feet move, the wind elements around his body suddenly increased in speed, turning into a sharp whirlwind, and the orcs behind him felt the strength of the wind and retreated one after another.

"Wind Blade. The antlers man's move was actually more powerful than just now, and the wind blade blew through the walls on both sides, and deep marks immediately appeared on the wall, as if he had been cut by a sharp knife.

"The source of water. As Nangong Ling's words fell, the huge water balloon rolled and pounced on the opponent, and the huge momentum lifted up a lot of rubble on the roof.

The antlers man's wind tricks are scattered, but the angle is weird, which is unavoidable.

The magic power of Nangong Lingshui is single, but it is domineering and concentrated, which is unstoppable.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Poof......"

A loud bang was mixed with several tiny noises.

Nangong Ling's water magic was resisted by the wind wall of the antler man, and he took a few steps back.

On the other hand, Nangong Ling's robe was cut by the wind blade, but there was no flesh and skin.

There was only one move between the two sides, and it seemed to be a draw, but Guan Yin's eyes were sharp, and he vaguely saw a trace of red overflowing from the antlers man's mouth, while Nangong Ling's expression was relaxed and he didn't see any discomfort.

Guan Yin was right, Nangong Ling had already reached the middle stage of the Great Magician, and the antler man had just reached the early stage of the Great Magician, and it was this seemingly slight difference that made the two of them distinguish between the two of them in one move.

"Leave people behind, and I can let you go. Nangong Ling said firmly.

The antlered man clenched his fists, and the green tendons on his hands stood out, "The explosion of the wind." ”

The fierce wind instantly strengthened, and the wind around him quickly surged towards the antler-man man, spinning wildly in front of him, and gradually, a tornado was formed.

The surrounding debris was swept into the whirlpool of high-speed rotation, torn apart, and shattered.

There were even residents who couldn't dodge, were swept into the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The outlying residents cried and ran to dodge, looking for shelterable buildings behind them, and the orcs also lowered their bodies to stabilize their figures.

Seeing the hurricane forming, Nangong Ling didn't panic at all, and shouted, "Waterfall." ”

A huge curtain of water appeared behind him, the water flowed straight down, and the splashes of water flew out, Nangong Ling stood in it, his clothes were not wet, and his sleeves were extended, like a god in the water.

Huge currents of water poured out in a steady stream, merging into a torrent that rushed towards the antler-for-horned man.

The antler-antlered man's hurricane also rushed towards Nangong Ling, and the two sides handed over, making a loud noise like thunder.

The wind is still increasing, and the torrent is still rushing.

The hurricane swirled, bringing splashes and blocking the momentum of the flood.

The water was rushing and the constant lapping and washing gradually weakened the force of the hurricane.

At this time, the two competed for the durability of magic.

I finally saw the competition of the strong!

She had already twisted Wei Yu and jumped on the roof of a house not far away when the flood gushed out, and when she saw the mess on the ground, and then looked at the two people who were trying their best to support her, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

This destructive power is really huge, but is it necessary to harm others and oneself so much?

If you want to fight such a big battle every time, how many things will be damaged?

It was as if two battalions had fought a tough battle.

The same is true of natural disasters.

Guan Yin thought, his eyes swept over the other end of the brown bald man who was also sitting firmly on the roof, the other party was looking at him with interest, seeing himself looking over, his big eyes smiled crookedly, and then, he got up, jumped up, and actually stepped out of three or four meters in one step, only a few steps, and jumped on the roof and came to his side.