"Let's bring in someone more powerful. If this is who you are stronger, then I advise you not to participate in the Venice finals. You should hide back in your own desert and practice for another ten or twenty years before you come out and embarrass yourself. ." Mo Fan spoke unforgivingly and pointed at the Egyptian team members.
Small Egypt dares to be so arrogant. Except for captain Ai Jiangtu, I can't beat him in the national team. The rest of the team may not be able to defeat me. How can I not cure such an Egyptian guy? ?
"Saeyed is considered to be in the middle and lower reaches of our team. It's no big deal if you can beat him. Let me take care of you!" Front Tooth Shreev stood up at the right time.
Shreev and Saeed were at odds with each other. Seeing Saeed make a fool of himself, Shreev was happier than anyone else. He just took this opportunity to show off his strength, lest Saeed's tail would rise to the sky.
Of course, the most important thing to deal with is the Chinese guardian. Isn't it because high-level fire and space magic are special? It's nothing special.
Shreev stood up and walked slowly onto the battlefield.
Mo Fan looked at this foreigner with dark skin, ugly teeth, and an even uglier face, with eyes full of impatience.
"Call that proud girl with the afro, I'm not interested in a little guy like you." Mo Fan pointed at Mios and said.
"Hmph, she is our vice-captain. A defender like you is worthy of fighting against her. You should taste my curse first!" Shreev said.
The power of curses is somewhat similar to psychic magic, both of which deal a blow to the human spirit and soul.
Shreev took the lead in applying the Haze of Fear to Mo Fan, interfering with Mo Fan's star map drawing.
The haze of fear will amplify the fear in people's hearts. If the mage's cultivation level is extremely high, he can even use this haze of fear to create nightmare hallucinations and directly break people's spirits.
When the haze of fear appeared, Mo Fan felt that he was hearing hallucinations, and a voice continued to linger in his ears...
The voice was heard at the ranch and was spoken by a woman in a slow tone.
"I will pay you back one by one for the trouble you caused me. You'd better live longer. Otherwise, I will have to let the people around you repay it!"
It’s Salan’s death notice! !
Obviously, the cursed haze of fear dug out the thing that Mo Fan was most afraid of deep in his heart. If it were a person with weaker willpower, he would feel that this thing was really happening around him. .
Mo Fan is very strong and clear. This is an auditory hallucination.
The reason why this voice echoes in my mind is because Salan is indeed the most terrifying person that Mo Fan knows. Whether it is the disaster in Bo City or the catastrophe in the ancient capital, in her bloody robe, people are small, miserable, and desperate. Can't see any light. Any life is so insignificant, whether it is a mage or an ordinary person...
Mo Fan's eyes were shaking violently. Shreev thought that his curse power had worked, so he began to set up the next curse trap. As long as the Evil Spider's Trap successfully restrained him, even if he was a high-level mage, he had no chance of winning. .
However, is Mo Fan really trapped in fear? ?
What he has towards Salan is not fear, but anger! !
This guy sees life as chaff. He should be locked under the eighteen levels of hell forever and ever! !
The fear was not aroused, but the anger was inexplicably ignited. Mo Fan stared at the proud Shreev with cold eyes.
"With your little spiritual cultivation, you want to curse me?" Mo Fan said with deep disdain in his eyes.
He is now a high-level mage with dual elements, twice as mentally powerful as an ordinary high-level mage. This Shreev is probably also a high-level curse mage. If he can complete high-level magic as skillfully as Ai Jiangtu, Mo Fan is really difficult to deal with the level curse skill——Ghost Punishment. It would be too naive to use some Haze of Fear and Evil Spider's Trap to play with someone who is above him!
"Get out of here too!" Mo Fan's eyes flashed coldly. The power of the silver wave turned into a ferocious beast and crashed into Shreev.
Shreev was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly called out the magic shield tool.
He didn't want to be defeated so easily, as a curse mage. Naturally, the magic tools must be complete!
Mo Fan's space power was blocked by his shield, but Shreev seemed to have forgotten that Mo Fan had a summoned beast in this arena.
The Swift Star Wolf had been waiting for a long time. Just when Shreev's attention was focused on Mo Fan, it suddenly burst out with the astonishing speed of a wolf attack. After flying in front of Shreev, it bit Shreev with one bite. on the shoulders.
Shreev responded quickly. He summoned the magic armor again and launched a curse trap - the Evil Spider's Trap - on the Swift Star Wolf.
The Swift Star Wolf was extremely fast, dodging left and right, avoiding the red threads one after another, and spitting at Shreev, creating a dust storm, and pounced on Shreev with a rumble.
Shreev was wearing magic armor and was not afraid of such an attack. He walked out of the yellow dust and was about to cast another type of magic when he looked up and suddenly saw a pair of silver sharp pupils!
It seemed that the word "Go" wrapped in anger could be read from these eyes.
Shreev used magic in a panic. Unexpectedly, six shadow nails flew towards him from different angles. Each pear thorn directly passed through Shreev's magic armor and nailed into the joints of his body.
The power of darkness penetrated, locking his bones, muscles, and tendons, and also sealed his spiritual power.
Shreev was so shocked that he didn't even have time to react, but he found a huge burning fist coming towards him...
"BOOM!!!!!!"
Shreev's whole body was burning, and he flew backwards magnificently. The bright light of fire was so shocking in the entire arena.
He fell heavily outside the venue. The effect of the giant shadow on his body had disappeared, but the flames continued to burn on his body. Shreev, who was in a state of confusion, howled in pain.
This time, Mo Fan's attack was a bit harsh. Shreev's bones were broken and his skin was burned...
Who allowed this guy to offend himself and use what kind of haze of fear? It was really hard for Mo Fan to show mercy.
…
"This...person from the Egyptian national team...has a feeling of being a good food?" Someone among the guards said something.
"It's not the Egyptian team's talent, it's Mo Fan who is too perverted!"
"Curse magic is not very effective against Mo Fan, which shows that Mo Fan's cultivation level is much higher than that ugly man! Unless some traps are arranged in advance for the curse type, if you encounter someone with high cultivation level, you will basically die. !”
"We have killed two members of the Egyptian government. Mo Fan is as fierce as a tiger. I never knew Mo Fan was so strong!" The guards immediately started talking.
Everyone could clearly see the game process. Whether Mo Fan was dealing with Syed or Shreev... he was basically crushing them!
By crushing the national team members as defenders, Egypt and the others will be completely humiliated. After all, their team represents the strongest group in the Egyptian academy! (To be continued.)
