Versatile Mage

“Boom! ”

“Boom!!!! ”

“Boom ~!!!!! ”

Movan's right and left hand flames constantly appeared, one by one, and then a devastating two metre diameter fireball blew up around the Orient.

Oriental is wearing armor, which is obviously not cheap, and has withstood many bursts of fire.

The frequency of Nai Ho Mo Fan's fire bursts is too high, and its bursting power makes it impossible for Oriental Ming to concentrate entirely on the congested star map.

Oriental is really embarrassing, his star drawing is twice as fast as normal people, sometimes faster than others' initial magic release. But this time, he was completely healed by Movan. The magic of the intermediate order had little chance of being carried out. Every time every star was drawn, an enhanced version of Mars exploded, blowing Oriental tinnitus, even the armor showed signs of dispersion.

After biting his teeth, Oriental finally let go of some pride and retreated far away from Movan.

In a move of mind, Oriental clearly summoned his own wing magic.

This is a pair of blue wings with clear visibility of the feathers above.

Blue wings flashed, Oriental Ming's body was sent into the air under the power of a tornado.

Oriental was supposed to be positive with Movan, but the other side crushed him to death with elementary magic. He had to unlock the wing magic, intending to take advantage of the air to gain the initiative of battle.

Oriental Ming is a little bit of a brain, and when his armor disappears, he won't have a chance to fight Movan any more.

After all, the range of fire is limited, and in the air, the East can exploit a fierce fist to launch meteorite bombardments towards Movan on the ground.

Wings are really expensive, but let Oriental really stand undefeated!

“I admit that you suppressed my offense with this crooked path, but you will not be my opponent after all!” Oriental clapped blue wings, already 20 meters tall in the air.

“Do you think I'll let you fly?” Movan laughed.

The red orbit no longer appears, and at Movan's feet, the purple black star map is unknown when it will be painted.

Around, the arc twitches strangely, and flickers away without knowing when it will flash.

“Qianjun - Thunder - Night Fork! ”

Movan pointed at the top of Oriental's head, and an invisible piece of electric light flew straight into the night sky.

Rapid formation of thunder clouds swept over Oriental Ming's head.

Dongfang clearly saw the appearance of the thunder galaxy nebula, and everyone was stupid.

Lei... Lei system??

The other party has just clearly carried out shadow system magic to avoid his attacks, indicating that he is building shadow system and fire system, so what about the thunder system he is now carrying out?

“You're not the only one with a special gift!” Movan gave Dong Ming such a sentence.

The sound falling also means thunder falling from the sky.

Ray, Rapid manic, violet black bold lightning stunningly broke through the night sky, brilliantly carrying a spark of lightning.

When the forces of destruction fell halfway down, they split apart and formed the shape of a devil's claw.

This demonic claw-shaped purple and black lightning boldly caught Oriental brightness about to fly into the air, Oriental brightness could not be prevented, hit by this thunderbolt in the middle of the air...

The lightning ignited his body, and if it had not been for the armor to protect him, he would have become a scorched black corpse in the middle of the sky.

He was severely struck down by lightning and fell to the ground. The oscillating force attached to Thousand Jun Thunder scattered his bones and turned him into a piece of rotten mud and fell to the ground.

Oriental wanted to climb, but had no strength at all. The purple and black arc also crackled on his body, continuously causing an electric shock effect on his body. After the armor was penetrated by lightning, his fragile body could not withstand the ravages of the thunder arc.

“It doesn't seem like 15 minutes yet, does it?” Movan laughed, gazing down at the extremely unhappy Oriental Light.

An intermediate magician with wings, wearing expensive armor, the Oriental background is not just good, the pride in the bones can spill.

The result was today humiliated by the death of a man who was also a middle-class magician, which was undoubtedly a traumatic psychological trauma for the Orient.

“I… I… know you… who you are!” Oriental bites his teeth and bears the pain.

“Who else is born dual? Welcome vengeance.” Movan smiled, completely indifferent to his identity being torn through.

The trial will have to check its identity and divide minutes. This incident itself was caused by different positions within the trial court. May Mongolia find it difficult to convict itself. Movan will not have to fear the issue of his identity disclosure. Hiding it, others will still know.

“You wait!!” Dongfang Ming's eyes are angry and flaming.

Movan ignored him and quickly rushed toward Tang Moon.

Teacher Tang Yue took one enemy, the other had three middle-class magicians, and an advanced Featherbird.

Those three middle-class magicians are not enough to suffer, and the Feng Featherbird is the biggest trouble.

By the time Movan arrived, Teacher Tang Yue had used the magic tools to sever the extremely difficult Featherbird, but she herself was caught in a bitter war. The other three middle-class wizards took turns in the middle-class magic bombardment. Teacher Tang Yue had no defensive means and could only use the shadow to evade.

“Teacher Tang Yue, don't come to me, I don't have much defensive magic. You draw the attention of those two, I'll kill their weakest.” Movan said to Teacher Tang Moon, who was very close to him.

Naturally, Movan will not trespass on this battlefield, and he uses the Shadow God to float in unintentionally.

“OK." Tang Yue just appeared. Not far away, three large ice locks suddenly appeared. The ice lock locked Tang Yue's shadow moving position. He was relentless enough to crush Tang Yue.

Tang Yue did not dare to say much, and quickly fled away from the ice lock.

She didn't use the shadow, so the other person's attention would be all over her.

Tang Yue and Mo Fan are both shadow magicians, and they work together in perfect harmony.

Tang Yue pretended that he had been forced to despair and lost his way, while Movan sneaked in the weed heap and quickly moved to the position where Liu Yilin was located.

“She can't, my ice lock tied her up!” Liu Yilin said with some excitement.

“Don't hurt her. She's special.” Liu Zhong rang.

“Rest assured, I will control the force of the ice lock... Brother, take her and I will promote the judge to a good day, right?” Liu Yilin said.

Liu Zhongming did not answer, he was focusing on controlling the power of the earth wave to prevent Tang Yue from having a chance to escape.

Yet, next to Liu Yilin, another bad voice rang out: “Liu Yilin, the last time I did something too light on you, didn't I? You hit my woman's idea again!! ”

The voice floated from the ghost charm behind him, Liu Yilin turned his head in amazement, but saw a familiar face that he hated immensely. It was this guy who let him discredit the school...

One second, shame on you!!

However, Liu Yilin couldn't get angry enough, and he was already frozen.

How did this guy get behind himself?