In an instant, seven or eight energy light palms were swung, and such a huge amount of energy output was quite difficult even with the quasi-high-level strength of Habya III.

But at this moment, blocking Sean's offensive is the most critical, Habia III did not dare to slack off, following the seven or eight huge energy light palms, his body spread, and temporarily turned in mid-air and rushed to Sean's position by inertia, and there was a powerful offensive ready to be launched between the majestic energy operations outside the body.

The mage is too aggressive, and if you let it cast it, it will be a mobile turret, so the best way to fight the mage is to quickly get close to interfere with its casting.

But this kind of combat method is not applicable after the strength of the mage enters the intermediate level 4.

After all, magicians who have reached the intermediate level 4 of strength have often learned the levitation technique, which takes advantage of the high altitude and terrain, and in this way, the warrior on the ground can only become a living target, unless he uses a bow and arrow to attack from a distance.

Before stepping into the high rank, the warrior cannot fly in the air, so the general combat power is weaker than that of the magician, and after stepping into the high level, the warrior will not only have the divine sense, which is a great killing weapon, but also make up for the shortcomings of not being able to fight in the air, so the actual combat power will soar by several grades, exceeding the number of magicians of the same level.

Although Habia III did not have the power to fly in the sky, it was enough to stay in the air for a short time with his energy aura, and he approached Sean with the gliding inertia after leaping.

Sean sneered, unhurriedly threw out a scroll, and in a flash, the fourth-level magic storm barrier Huo Ran appeared outside the body, his hand moved non-stop, and the wand in his hand controlled a finger, and the thousand-zhang wind dragon was about to come into contact with seven or eight energy light palms, and its body suddenly dissipated and turned into a void wind.

At the same time, the sawtooth long sword in the hand of the white-haired old man swung suddenly, and a crescent-shaped sword qi burst out violently, piercing the air and galloping towards Butian.

"Huh. Bu Tian laughed, and he didn't take it hard, his footsteps moved and jumped directly off the tall stone pillar, almost passing by the crescent sword qi.

With a snort, another deep wound was added to the naked upper body, the skin was opened, and blood splashed out. Bu Tian snorted, and after landing on the ground, he got up and ran away in a tumbling room.

He had just taken two Xueyang Pills, and his injuries had basically recovered most of them, even the huge gap in his arm had grown bright red muscles again, and although he was injured again now, it did not affect his strength.

The power of the sword of the mid-level 5 overlord can injure Bu Tian even if he has not touched his body.

In the face of such a strong man, Bu Tian had no choice but to escape, but for some reason, he always felt that the pressure on him from this old man with white hair was not too great, at least not as when Hawke made his move, a death threat always hung over his heart.

Bu Tian's escape without a fight was already expected by the old man with white hair, and he snorted coldly, and the white light around his body shrouded him, and his speed skyrocketed, and he had already caught up behind Bu Tian in almost a moment.

At the same time, the giant battle axe swung by the hundreds of guards also changed direction and slashed towards Butian, and the four court magicians remained unchanged, waving their wands in their hands, and the four magic beams of light instantly changed their tracks and chased them away during the control of their spiritual power.

This is a nidal situation, everyone has predicted that the next moment will be the moment when Bu Tian's body dies, and in such a ferocious three-wave attack, it is impossible for a mere mid-level 3 martial artist to escape in the slightest.

Many people have begun to shake their heads and sigh, with a look of regret in their eyes, they don't care about Butian's life or death, but if it is related to their own interests, it is related to the fact that the Principality of Crook will break with the Holy Light Academy, so they have to pay attention to it.

Although there are many people who have the heart to rescue Butian and save the harmonious relationship with the Holy Light Academy, because the nominal de facto ruler of the Principality of Crook, Habia III, is among them, everyone is also powerless, so they can only choose to watch from the sidelines with regret on their faces, and secretly pray that Bu Tianfu will escape with his life.

The three waves of attacks were stronger than one wave, forming a net of heaven and earth covering Butian, and the old man with white hair waved the sawtooth long sword in his hand one after another at this time, and a series of more than a dozen crescent sword qi shot out, and the sharp sword qi pulled the ground out of more than a dozen ravines, rolling up a road of sand and dust and galloping towards Butian's fleeing body.

In the gallop, Bu Tian could feel the fierce attack coming from the roaring wind behind him, and the sky above his head suddenly darkened, and the violent air explosion sounded like a meteorite falling, but it was the giant battle axe that fell.

"Brent—" Watching this scene from afar, Carlando exclaimed, trying to get up but struggling to get up due to his injuries.

Renault's eyes condensed slightly, and his right hand subconsciously clenched the hilt of the knife, but at this moment he knew that with his strength, he would not be able to intervene in this battle at all.

You Longbu unfolded with all his might, Bu Tian gritted his teeth and said nothing, and when the dozen or so crescent sword qi came to him, his body suddenly twisted and tried his best to dodge, and the three sword qi of Xiu Xiu passed by, blood splashed, and a sharp pain came to him, but at this moment of life and death, Bu Tian roared angrily and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and in the cold light, the thirteen swords of the Netherworld one to seven swords broke out almost instantaneously.

The entire seven swords burst out at this moment, like a flying fire meteor to meet the remaining fierce crescent sword qi, the roar exploded one after another, each sword blasted away a crescent sword qi, Bu Tian would spurt blood from his mouth with a huge shock of his body, and when all the seven swords were counted, Bu Tian only felt that his internal organs were shattered, and the tiger's mouth exploded and his flesh and blood were blurred.

However, at this moment, there are still three crescent sword qi coming, and the huge battle axe that quickly falls in the air is even more powerful, and the axe that breaks through the air makes Butian's skin crack, as if the next moment the entire body will be split in two, turning into a pool of flesh and blood.

Bu Tian's heart was bitter, the blood in his right hand was like an infusion, in such a critical situation, he really couldn't get out of trouble with his strength, the old man with white hair was already close in his smile, and the sawtooth sword in his hand was raised, and he wanted to give Bu Tian another blow when the giant axe was chopping.

However, at this time, there was a sudden wind blowing, this wind was whistling endlessly, like a giant dragon roaring, and at this moment, the seven or eight energy light palms in the air completely penetrated the void wind and disappeared into the sky, and the thousands of wind dragons seemed to disappear, as if they had been completely blown away by the light palm.

But at the moment when the giant axe fell down and was only three feet away from the top of Butian's head, at the moment when the sawtooth long sword in the hand of the white-haired old man swung out, at the moment when the four court magicians controlled the magic beam and were close to completely exploding the magic.

The wind was howling, the dust was shaking, and the ground began to tremble, and large chunks of ground were lifted, and Butian's body was directly swept away.

The thunder flashed, a thousand zhang Gangfeng dragon condensed out of the dust in a moment, the rain mixed with the soil rolled up to the sky, the dragon's tail swayed upward, the dragon's head raised and rumbled the giant axe away, and the violent Gangfeng swept the giant axe.

Butian's body swept up by the wind suddenly landed on the dragon's body, swaying and spinning in a protective film formed by the gentle wind, heading straight for the winding dragon tail that connected the sky.

"What...?" Habia III's eyes were shocked, he had already sensed that something was wrong when the Thousand Feet Wind Dragon suddenly turned into a void wind and dissipated, but the battle situation changed too quickly, from the time when the Wind Dragon disappeared to the time when it reappeared for only a few breaths, and before he could even make a move against Sean, the whole situation had been reversed, and Bu Tian, who was bound to die, escaped.

"The Seven Techniques of the White Pupil, comparable to the Arcane, how could they be cracked so lightly. Sean smiled softly, and in the control of his mental power, the thousand-zhang wind dragon suddenly poked out its giant claws and grabbed the white-bearded old man who had not yet had time to escape.

"Stop!" Habia III shouted angrily, and the attack that had already been ready to be launched suddenly burst out, his hands were hammer-shaped, and the energy in his body exploded like a flood that burst the embankment, and the king's aura suddenly spread and the pressure descended.

The golden light is dazzling, the hammer knotted by the hands of Habya III is dyed by this golden light, as if it is made of gold, indestructible, under the blessing of the king's aura, there is a majestic coercion spreading, as if a fist was born, the fist of the king, unparalleled in the world.

Above the potential, for the meaning, the extreme of the meaning, the divine consciousness is born.

After all, the cultivation of a martial artist is very different from that of a magician, although in terms of energy, it belongs to a kind of power of heaven and earth, but if it is subdivided, there are too many differences.

Magicians do not cultivate their minds or their senses, they only need to hone their spiritual power with one heart, absorb the magic power and store it in their own bodies, but the warriors need to take into account their perceptions, perceive the momentum of heaven and earth, cultivate their own bodies, and forge their divine senses while cultivating their energy.

The two cannot tell who is superior and who is inferior, just because the paths they take are different, they cannot be covered in one word.

Habiya III was able to unleash an attack containing fist intent with quasi-high-level strength, which was really a natural asset, and it was not difficult to imagine that if he did not fall in a few years, he would definitely achieve a high-level achievement.

Although the moment of the battle was fast, almost everyone present with a little discernment could see the extraordinaryness of Habia III's punch.

"Fist Intent..."

From the beginning of the battle to the present, Angelo's unmoved face finally showed surprise, and the quasi-high-level martial artist who realized his intention, although this trace of meaning was still too weak, but even so, it was still extremely rare.

Sean's eyes condensed slightly, almost when he felt the difference of this punch, the storm barrier outside his body collapsed and dissipated before he could touch this hammer fist, and without hesitation, his figure suddenly rose into the air, and the movements in his hand kept prompting a magic scroll again, and the fifth-level magic guardian barrier suddenly appeared, enveloping the body.

At the same time, the old man with white hair took advantage of Sean's distraction to escape from a claw captured by the Gangfeng Dragon, his face was pale, his back was rubbed by the whirling and whistling of the Gangfeng, his clothes were shattered, and even his skin was scraped off a layer raw, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

It was even at this time that the four court magicians all urged the explosion of the sea of fire, ice array, earth blade, and rotten water before they could exert their power, and they were crushed by the body of the Gangfeng Dragon in the flipping room, and under the almost endless and powerful Gangfeng, nothing was indestructible and nothing was destroyed.