Zhao Yan secretly used his fighting spirit, trying to break free from the shackles of the two magics.

"They then pushed me off a cliff and came into this world by chance. Zhao Yan's eyes brightened, "Heaven brought me here, it must be for me to achieve a great cause!"

Listening to him, Lu Ming sympathized with his plight, and remembered that Zhao Yan had killed many mercenaries and traders.

"Why do you want to kill someone?" Lu Ming said with a frown.

Zhao Yan's expression was calm, "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor! When I was in the Qianyuan Continent, I knew that there were villains everywhere, and since they were cruel, you had to become more cruel than them!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, "This is a world where the strong are respected, and it is a matter of course for them to kill people and seize treasures! Since they have good things in their hands, they must be prepared to be taken away by others!"

I didn't expect him to be so ruthless, and it seems that he deserves to be rewarded.

Lu Ming raised his staff and chanted a spell in a low voice, generating a scorching fireball.

"In order to prevent you from harming people again, and to avenge those who died, I can only execute you. ”

Zhao Yan's face became gloomy, "I thought that for the sake of us coming from the same world, you would let me go, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid that you would take revenge for irrelevant people." ”

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and he suddenly exerted force. The ice on his legs and the light binding technique were instantly broken by him.

"You're still too young to give me so much time. ”

Zhao Yan's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he quickly drew his sword and slashed at Lu Ming. A mage who is close to a swordsman will only end up with death! Since he is ruthless to himself, he can't blame himself for being unjust!

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming's speed was extremely fast, and he easily dodged his attack, Zhao Yan did not give up, and slashed out several swords one after another, each sword slashed to the vital point.

Lu Ming dodged effortlessly, and at the same time surprised Zhao Yan's superb sword skills, he could see that he had put in a lot of effort, and he must have been cultivating hard all the time. No wonder so many people were murdered.

Dodging the sword that slashed at his head again, Lu Ming controlled the fireball generated earlier to attack Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan was experienced, and the fighting spirit on his sword body soared, and he simply split the fireball in half, and the fireball exploded in front of him, burning in the air. I saw Zhao Yan put the sword on his chest, and the blazing flames were blocked.

Unable to strike a single blow, Lu Ming took advantage of the gap in his defense and sent out another fireball.

A trace of disdain flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes, and he actually used the same trick against him. Then he couldn't laugh.

Three more arrows of darkness appeared around the fireball. Zhao Yan's eyes widened, he didn't understand how these three magic came out, obviously Lu Ming didn't chant the spell, and his strength didn't reach the magister, so he couldn't do silent magic.

Four first-level magic flew forward under Lu Ming's control, and he had already locked on to Zhao Yan with his spiritual power. Under his control, the four magic spells were front and back, up and down, attacking Zhao Yan in different directions and at different attack times.

Zhao Yan waved the long sword in his hand intently, cutting off the fireball and two dark arrows one after another, and the third dark arrow cut his side and waist, and blood immediately flowed out, and the wound also showed signs of corrosion.

Suddenly, he raised his right hand, and a ring glowed, and then a whirlwind blew out, the whirlwind was amazing, and it already had the power of third-level magic. It's a piece of magical equipment.

While Lu Ming was dealing with the whirlwind, Zhao Yan's figure retreated sharply, took out a bottle of milky white elixir from his arms, twisted the cap and drank it all. The corroded wound gradually healed, and the bleeding stopped.

In the face of the whirlwind, Lu Ming used his Dou Qi armor and condensed the dark magic power with his mind to form a magic shield.

The light of the magic shield flickered, and it was broken after only blocking the whirlwind for a few seconds, and the blade of the wind like a blade blew on Lu Ming's body, but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

The mage robes he was wearing were not extraordinary, and only a slight crack appeared after the whirlwind, which could not be detected without careful inspection.

"Impossible!How could you take the third-level magic unscathed!" Zhao Yan said in shock.

Lu Ming didn't answer, but began to check Zhao Yan's equipment, he hadn't seriously explored before, but he didn't expect Zhao Yan to be wearing magic equipment, which caught him off guard.

Zhao Yan has a lot of equipment on his body, and some of them are even inappropriate, and he forcibly wears them on his body, and it is likely that these equipment came from the past. I brought three rings alone.

The previous spiritual shock was most likely the magic attached to one of the rings.

"You can't be that strong! Killing people by leaping over the level is my unique talent, we are of the same level, you can't beat me!" Zhao Yan shouted.

This fierce voice exposed the panic in his heart, and Lu Ming smiled, thinking of a magic that could be used.

"Darkness is the fear of words. ”

As he uttered these words, an invisible force emanated from him, which was none other than the third-level magical fear technique.

This magic can't be seen or touched, and as long as you're scared, there's a good chance you'll be hit.

Zhao Yan screamed, as if he had seen something terrifying, and was so frightened that he threw his long sword on the ground, holding his head in both hands, his face full of fear.

Lu Ming slowly walked up to him, picked up the sharp sword on the ground, and pierced him in the abdomen with understatement.

The great pain freed Zhao Yan from the fear technique, and he watched in disbelief as his sword pierced through him.

"If you have any last words, say them now. Lu Ming's tone was a little melancholy.

Zhao Yan did not say his last words, but exclaimed: "Ma Lao save me!"

Suddenly, an old voice rang out in the air.

"No one can move this son!"

Out of an old ring came an old man with a white beard, who looked old, but was extremely majestic, and his strength was terrifying, and it was truly terrifying.

He floats in the air, a state between the soul and the entity.

After seeing this figure, Zhao Yan was overjoyed, "Ma Lao, please save me! I will definitely work harder in the future and dedicate more souls to you!"

The person known as Ma Lao obviously had a Western appearance, and Lu Ming wondered why Zhao Yan gave him an oriental title.

Ma Lao didn't even look at Zhao Yan, but stared at Lu Ming excitedly.

"Such a pure soul, I didn't expect to be touched by me today!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Yan's body began to explode, shattering into minced meat. Immediately after that, he opened his mouth, took out Zhao Yan's remaining soul from the void, and inhaled it into his mouth. Ma Lao's momentum has risen a few points.

At this time, the crow that Eve turned into landed on Lu Ming's shoulder.

"You're the necromancer who did evil four hundred years ago?"

Ma Lao's body was shocked, but he didn't expect someone to recognize him. He immediately made the decision to flee the place. But Eve won't let him get his way.

A third eye grew out of the crow's head, and from that eye, four spiritual chains emanated, locking Ma Lao like lightning.

Boss Ma was shocked, "Rank 9 Magic Trapped Soul Array?!"

Lu Ming walked over and asked curiously, "What's your name?"

Ma Lao can no longer have the heart to resist, this person's origin is beyond his imagination.

"My name is Marbury, my lordship. ”