Chapter 660

Voice down, Mo asked to feel the lethality of the black fog, there is a kind of suffocating pressure.

Mo Wen didn't show any weakness. With a low roar, his body burst out a force and turned into a current wind. In a twinkling of an eye, he scattered the black fog coming from the attack. With a wave of his right hand, he directly attacked the magician's head with a snake scale dagger in his hand.

The middle-aged magician didn't dodge. The hand holding the magic wand suddenly raised, and a colorful light burst out. Suddenly, it hit Mo Wen, which was as fast as lightning. With the gathering of the black fog again, it split Mo Wen's face like lightning.

Mo Wen felt that the magic power of the middle-aged magician had already arrived in front of him. He was startled and dodged under the conditioned reflex.

But Mo Wen's snake scale dagger, as if afraid of something, suddenly turned back in the middle of the battle. Under this battle, the middle-aged magician had the upper hand, but he got the upper hand. On one side of his body, he stepped out alternately with his legs. His figure fell more than ten meters like the coming of God. With the waving of his staff, he kept firing magic power, just like the rain of arrows, Attack Mo Wen's whole body from all directions.

According to Mo Wen's calculation, at this speed, the clock can stretch and stretch more than ten times per second.

Don't ask if you are attacked by the magic power of the magician. If you don't pay attention, you may be hurt by the magic, because the magic, like thunder, hits the ground and makes one hole after another.

This kind of power, don't dare to despise, and those who are imprisoned in the space, now have been completely scared silly, standing there, looking at the figure in the air, completely don't know what happened.

"Hand over fengxiong Ling as soon as possible. If not, don't blame us for being ruthless and washing your whole club..." above, the middle-aged magician finally spoke again. In his tone, there was an unquestionable powerful momentum, which quickly reverberated between heaven and earth, spread to everyone's ears and reverberated again and again.

"Mosquito..." hearing the threat, Chen Yi, who was extremely worried, could not help but utter a cry of panic.

"Master... Let me out, let me give you a hand..." ishabel frantically dashed against the barrier of space, his mouth issued a tense cry.

"Hum..." Mo Wen ignored the shouts of Chen Yi and ishenberg. He looked at the middle-aged magician in the air and said with a sneer, "I want to find him too. Feng xiongling... I haven't found him yet!"

With that, Mo Wen immediately moved without hesitation, spread out his blood wings, stepped on the black fog, and suddenly flew away to the middle-aged magician's position.

"Shua Shua!" At this time, the other three magicians also quickly wake up from the stupor, move together, and all of them have fallen from the sky, blocking Mo Wen's way.

"Young man, as long as you hand over fengxiongling, everything else is easy to say. If you don't hand over people today, don't blame me for being rude to you!" The speaker sweeps through Mo Wen and ishebel, who is in his space. He finds that Mo Wen is the middle-term upper class cultivation of Zunjing, and ishebel is the dragon family. He can't help but be shocked.

It seems that this boy is not so easy to deal with. Otherwise, with the help of these magicians' Xing Zi, he would never talk nonsense with Mo, and would have killed him long ago.

Although Mo Wen's cultivation is not low, the middle-aged magician is not afraid. After all, he has just advanced to the middle stage of Zunjing cultivation, and he has already reached the status of a magician and a Pharaonic. He is only one step away from becoming an advanced magician. It is easy to tell which is better.

What's more, there are four of them on one side, and don't ask if there is only one of them at this time, or if they are trapped in the magic space and let him be strong. The middle-aged magician thinks that don't ask if they can kill four of them by virtue of his mid-term cultivation?

Obviously, he is very confident in his own strength, and seems to disdain Mo Wen. He is just a person who respects his own cultivation and is not qualified to attract his attention.

The reason why the middle-aged magician is polite to Mo is all for fengxiong Ling.

However, it's just like this. Let's not ask why they are so curious about fengxiongling. Why do these magicians want people here?

Can we say that in the hands of Feng Xiong Ling, there are things that can constitute a threat to them?

"Well, Pharaoh, this boy has been trapped in my magic circle. Why do you talk nonsense with him? Just kill him At this time, a dark figure behind the middle-aged magician could not help roaring. This man, at first sight, was a very hot tempered man. Under the black fog, Mo Wen saw that this man was an old man with white hair and big eyes staring, as if he could burst out lightning at any time. He was full of anger.

"Don't be impatient, and listen to him! If you hand over fengxiongling... We can spare him from dying... "The middle-aged magician immediately glared at the white haired old man.

"Yes, Pharaoh!" Hearing the speech, the old man with white hair had to shut up quickly, but just like other people, he was staring at Mo Wen's every move.

"Fengxiongling has a grudge against me. Even if he is in my hands, I will not give it to you. What's more... He is not here at all... Do you know what the consequences will be? I can find an excuse to say that you want to do something wrong with me, put pressure on you and other countries to take tough measures to annihilate Shamanism... Can you afford such consequences? If you wait for ruoken to withdraw the array and leave now, I can forget the past and send you away from China. If not, don't blame me for being cruel and cruel... It's not impossible to wash your Shamanism with blood... "Mo asked with a sneer and a loud voice.

"Ha ha..." the four people laughed at the same time. After hearing Mo Wen, the middle-aged magician said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, I know your identity is not simple, but... This threat has no effect on us. Let's hand over the person..."

"I said you are not in my hands... Besides, I almost died in this guy's hands. If I caught this bastard, I would have broken him to pieces. What's the use of keeping it?" Don't be angry.

"Oh? Is it really not in your hands? " Hearing this, the middle-aged magician immediately frowned.

"Believe it or not... It's all between you and me. What's the use of keeping him?" Don't ask the middle-aged magician who can't help looking coldly into the air. He sneered with no emotion.

"Ha ha, boy, you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin..."

"Ha ha... Kill him, the girls around him are our playthings..." the magicians beside him burst out laughing, full of irony and provocation.

"Shut up and come if you can." Don't ask, smell speech, immediately a roar.

"It seems that you are determined to give up!" The middle-aged magician heard Mo Wen's words and immediately said with a sneer.

"I don't want to ask. It's not made of mud. On the Chinese ground, you can't wait for the foreign devils to go wild here..." Mo Wen's face changed dramatically. He roared, and his blood wings flashed fiercely.

"Mosquito, be careful..." Chen Yi and Lin Xi were also frightened when they saw the evil spirits. They immediately called to Mo Wen anxiously.

As for the strength of these magicians, ishebel knows very well. In her opinion, if you don't ask one person, you can't compete with these magicians. If you want to use one person's strength against four magicians, it's a dead end.

But eshenberg was trapped in the space by Mo Wen and couldn't get out, so he could only watch anxiously.

If you don't ask what happened, she won't live in the world. It's a big deal to fight with these magicians. Even if she dies, she will have to pull a few cushions.

"Xiaoyi, Xixi, don't worry. With me, no one can hurt you! Today... I will make these foreign devils pay for this... "Mo Wen heard Chen Yi and Lin Xi's cry, immediately turned his head and looked at them in the space, and said with a smile.

"Ha ha..." the four magicians immediately raised their heads and laughed wildly, as if Mo's words were the funniest joke in the world.

"Boy, you are really arrogant. Although your accomplishments have grown rapidly in this short period of time, we can put you and Lin Xi together and" combine "... We have the strength to kill you and Lin Xi together, and you don't stare at the person standing in front of us? In front of the Pharaoh, you are not allowed to be presumptuous? You need only one person from Pharaoh, and you will be completely destroyed and killed After laughing, behind the middle-aged magician, a shadow suddenly moved, suddenly turned into a black fog, and rushed to Mo Wen fiercely.

"Ouch!" Don't ask blood wing a fan, see that black shadow rush to kill but come, immediately send out a startle sky roar, body move, then want to come forward to fight.

Listening to what the magician said, he immediately thought of what Feng xiongling had said to him. It seems that many years ago, these guys must have made a ghost. They used drugs and magic to get him and Lin Xi together, and then he had the child.

There is no time for Mo Wen to think wildly. Although the magic power of the man in front of him is not as powerful as that of the middle-aged magician, Mo Wen also clearly feels that the air around him seems to have been emptied by something, and suddenly he can't breathe. And the dark shadow, hurry up, Mo Wen, when he is in front of him, with a "bang", he turns into a Python and opens his mouth, Bite directly at Mo Wen's forehead.

"Rely on... Evil... You also want my Xing life by this means... See if I don't kill your head..." don't ask Xueyi to fan. The whole person flies to the sky like lightning. The snake scale dagger in his hand turns into six parts and goes straight to the python.

Don't ask if you want to have a try. What's your real fighting power? When the snake scale dagger flies out of six ways, he gathers all his strength and points his hands to the other three magicians at the same time. He bursts out an energy dragon and blows away.

Judging from the strength of these magicians, their actual strength should be above Mo Wen. Strength does not mean combat effectiveness. In any kind of martial arts essence, their combat effectiveness is different. Some people have high accomplishments, and their combat effectiveness may not be as good as those who have low accomplishments. Mo Wen, although the external strength of the body is strong, the cultivation degree of "essence" and "spirit" is still zero, He just advanced to Zunjing cultivation. He also wanted to try how powerful his combat power was. He had never used ten levels of power to make such a blow. He just took these magicians to test his hand.

"Boom..."

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