"Ouch!" After hearing this, the Flying Winged Poison Dragon roared with grief and anger. It wanted to tear the enemy in front of it into pieces!
"Have you said enough nonsense?" Guan Heng hugged his shoulders and sneered: "Since this is a personal grudge between you, I will not get involved. If you want to end things with the Flying Winged Poison Dragon, go to the spacious room Place to go.”
"Huh, whatever." Lin Lang was cunning and cunning. He saw that Guan Heng was not weak, and thought that it would be troublesome if this man teamed up with the Flying Winged Poison Dragon. However, Guan Heng offered to let the two of them fight in a duel, which was exactly what Lin Lang wanted. .
A few seconds later, a fierce fight started in the garden of the mansion.
It is true that Lin Lang is a magician, but in front of his magician, the word "combat" must be added. The profession of combat magician is different from ordinary magicians, because in addition to being proficient in magic, they are also good at melee combat. first class.
Compared with the two professions of warriors and swordsmen, there is no difference between combat magicians except that they cannot use fighting spirit and body refining techniques. Therefore, Lin Lang took action and dared to challenge the flying poisonous dragon directly.
"Whoa!" During the fight, the head of Lin Lang's pitch-black staff trembled slightly, and suddenly a sharp blade more than two feet long popped out. Not only could it be used for magic attacks, but it could also be used as a spear.
I saw the cold light of the sharp-edged staff in Lin Lang's palm flashing, and his moves were inseparable from the opponent's vital points, "Hey!" The flying-winged poisonous dragon had just escaped a sharp attack, and Lin Lang suddenly sneered: "Serial wind blade, kill!"
In an instant, the wind elements suddenly gathered around the pitch-black staff, and instantly condensed into several wind blades, which swished across the belly of the flying-winged poisonous dragon.
"Puff!" Red mist suddenly spurted out from the two long and narrow wounds. The Winged Poison Dragon was injured and roared, taking three steps back in succession.
"Haha, I got it." Lin Lang's attack worked, and he was so proud that he almost looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. Unexpectedly, the poisonous dragon endured the severe pain and was filled with anger. Swing out a heavy punch with ice blue color.
"Bang!" The freezing fist, which contained unparalleled power, hit Lin Lang's shoulder without any bias, causing him to gasp in pain and almost give up and throw away the dark staff.
at this time. The Flying Winged Poison Dragon took the opportunity to spray a cloud of freezing mist at the bleeding wound, instantly stopping the bleeding. Then, a series of freezing fists hit Lin Lang like crazy. The Poison Dragon poured out all the grief and indignation in his heart. poured out on these attacks.
"Uh ah ah!" Lin Lang let out a long series of screams. His whole body was constantly being frozen. "Bang!" The last frozen fist hit Lin Lang hard on the head. There was a crisp sound, and he was immediately beaten into powder. .
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Guan Heng sneered and showed his ghost-swallowing beast and said, "Humph, I'm just checking the information on those of your accomplices."
"Outside Dirador City, fifty kilometers to the north, the Red Eagle Mercenary Group." Guan Heng searched Lin Lang's ghost memory. He murmured to himself: "The leader, Ke Wen, is about fifty years old. He is a senior and junior combat magician and a member of the mercenary group, with forty-five people."
"Poison Dragon, it seems these are all your enemies." Guan Heng said to the Flying Wing Poison Dragon: "Let's go. Let all grudges be settled tonight."
The flying-winged poisonous dragon nodded solemnly, carrying Guan Hengdou and suddenly flew into the sky, flying straight towards the station of the Red Eagle Mercenary Group outside the city.
After a while. Outside the camp where the Red Eagle Mercenary Group was stationed, dozens of fireballs suddenly appeared in the sky above the tent. "Whoosh, whoosh, bang, bang, bang!" The fireballs fell. The flames immediately rose.
"It's on fire! Everyone, run out!" Someone in the tent yelled first, and then, "Swish, swish, swish!" Dozens of black shadows hurriedly ran out of the tent.
"Ouch, hoo, hoo -" The flying-winged poisonous dragon, which had been waiting outside for a long time, sprayed poisonous freezing mist at the magicians of the mercenary group. Before these people had time to draw out their staffs to defend themselves, they were frozen into huge blocks of ice in an instant.
At least thirty people were struck by the freezing fog. The remaining magicians were very skilled and used magic, magic or scrolls to block the strong freezing storm.
"It's not a fire, it's an enemy attack!" A majestic voice suddenly shouted: "The remaining people formed a formation immediately and counterattack!"
"Yes, Captain." Hearing the command from this voice, a dozen magicians who were lucky enough not to be frozen immediately agreed. They waved their staffs, "Swish, swish, swish!" In an instant, fireballs, fire waves, ice cones and winds The blade and other magical attacks attacked the flying-winged poisonous dragon that had just shown its ferocious power one after another.
Soon enough, Guan Heng beside the Flying Winged Poison Dragon suddenly gathered fire elements, and a flaming phoenix fluttered with dots of black fire, rushing straight towards the overwhelming magical attack!
"Boom -" Two huge waves of magic energy suddenly surged, and the winner was decided in an instant. The flaming phoenix swallowed up all the magic elements, and with no remaining power, it rushed towards the magicians again.
"Wow, yeah, yeah -" More than a dozen magicians were immediately burned to death and rolled on the spot. At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the magicians.
"Captain, help me..." A magician whose whole body was blackened by fire suddenly reached out and grabbed the other party's robe: "Please..."
"Hmph, my mercenary group doesn't need useless trash, you'd better die." The tall figure, Ke Wen, the leader of the Red Eagle Mercenary Group, suddenly thrust out the sword and staff in his hand, and passed by quickly. The opponent's neck and throat.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are so cruel to your own men." Seeing this scene, Guan Heng slowly shook his head and said, "You are really cruel and ruthless."
"What use do I need these half-dead wastes?" Ke Wen said nonchalantly: "As long as you have money, you can recruit a group of die-hard loyalists who will work for me."
At this time, Ke Wen looked at Guan Heng, his eyes bursting with cold light: "Can I ask, why did you attack my mercenary group?"
"Sorry, I'm not the protagonist of revenge today." Guan Heng shrugged, then tapped the flying-winged poisonous dragon beside him with his thumb: "It's because it wants to settle old debts with you for genocide."
"It's you?! The Flying Winged Poison Dragon..." Ke Wen understood the whole story in an instant: "It turns out that it's you, the dead remnant, who came to seek revenge on me."
"Very good. I have killed countless people in my life and hunted countless monsters." Ke Wen said slowly: "Since you dare to come to me for revenge, I will follow, come on."
"Roar...oooooooo..." The Flying Winged Poison Dragon turned its head and shouted twice at Guan Heng. Guan Heng nodded: "I understand, this is your own revenge. The little monkeys and I are here to help. If you cheer for me, you will never take action without permission."
——[Fifth update on March 18, 2016, good evening everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly votes (⊙o⊙)]——(To be continued.)
