Chapter 82: Leader's Magic Soldier

"Good Lingyuan, little thing, your heart is really cruel. Four of my men were killed in the backhand. I swear that this life will never end with you. Without your life and avenge my men, I swear not to be a man.

As soon as he saw Ling Yuan, he killed his four powerful men in the palm of his hand, which made the magic soldier heartbroken. Wow, it's so loud. After listening to this, Ling Yuan smiled and was not in a hurry. He stepped on Jiugong Xiangyun and dodged left and right. While constantly used the gossip Wansheng knife, he occasionally kicked out his legs, and his mandarin duck legs kicked on the other party's spiritual shield and consumed the other party.

"Haha, since you vow not to be a man, don't be a man. Be a dead man."

"Ah, it's not good. How could this happen at such a critical moment?

After saying that he didn't speak well, Ling Yuan felt that a irritable breath suddenly came from the god-killing in his palm. When he killed the four men in black, he didn't find it because he looked nervous. The divine consciousness and spiritual power of those people in black turned into a white fog at the moment of death, and were killed by the gods. With a sw, they were all inhaled into the body of the knife.

After absorbing those spiritual power and divine consciousness, this killing seems to be a little irritable. Inside the knife, a strange force made Ling Yuan feel a little out of control.

"No, there seems to be something wrong with little brother Ling Yuan. That knife is strange, Uncle Xia Feng. Why don't you go up and help?"

I saw Ling Yuan's current situation at a glance. The little girl named Yuhe turned her head and said to the old man beside her, who was like a housekeeper, with a little request. However, the old man, obviously without any movement, squeezed his beard, smiled and shook his head.

"Ha ha, miss, don't worry. This little guy is not that simple. Don't underestimate him."

This old man really has eyesight. As soon as he felt that the treasure knife was a little restless, Ling Yuan immediately reacted. Seeing the commander of the magic soldier, he turned around and launched the phantom palm and attacked himself. After Ling Yuan dodged and dodged, he quickly carried the knife behind his back, raised his hands, and his spiritual power condensed.

"Hey, star picker."

Quickly suppressed the restlessness of Shenzhan, and Ling Yuan did not dare to continue to procrastinate. I can't care about whether the people around me are jealous of my level skills. Immediately, his hands were slightly raised, and the spiritual power condensed between his hands, and two black whirlpools appeared in the palms.

As soon as the whirlpool appeared, it instantly pushed it over to the head of the fantasy regiment. The two vortices immediately hit the illusion soldier.

Originally, I felt that the spiritual power in Ling Yuan's body burst out, which made the magic soldier's heart trembling. His knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary people. At present, it can be seen that the spiritual method Ling Yuan is exerting now must be the spiritual method of the earth. This spiritual method is so powerful that even if it has its own spiritual shield, it may be difficult to resist.

However, when the two whirlpools hit themselves, the heart of the magic soldier was much more secure. He felt that after these two whirlpools hit him, they did not have the huge attack power he imagined. On the contrary, it is not painful or itchy. This made the magic soldier smile in his heart and say to himself that this boy must have got a spiritual method from there that seemed to be close to the ground level to scare himself.

But this feeling is fleeting, and the next moment, the heart of the magic soldier can't laugh.

Because the spiritual shield on his body subsided in an instant after the two whirlpools hit him. The loss of the spiritual shield was not over. Then, the magic soldier was afraid to find that the spiritual power in his body could not be condensed.

The spiritual power cannot condense, which means that he has become a fish on the other party's chopping board and is slaughtered by others. This kind of human knife, I feel like fish, anyone will panic.

When the magic soldier was sad in his heart, Ling Yuan took action. With the emergence of attraction, Ling Yuan's legs were spiritualized again, and he instantly showed his mandarin duck legs and kicked them at the magic soldier.

This time, when the two forces are supported together, the power is second to the general level attack spirit. In an instant, he came to the magic soldier and put his foot on the chest of the magic soldier.

But nothing that pleased Ling Yuan did not happen. The magic soldier, although a mouthful of blood, spewed out. But he didn't kill the other party. At the chest of the magic soldier, a white light flashed, which actually offset the big attack. Ling Yuan's attack this time has less than one-third of the power at most, hitting the magic soldier.

Ling Yuan was very disappointed, but the magic soldier was very scared. It was not until the white light flashed that the magic soldier's heart breathed. A feeling of living in death makes the illusion soldier feel a sense of fluke in his heart.

With the blood spewing out, the magic soldier felt that the spiritual power in his body could be mobilized in an instant. The magic soldier did not dare to neglect, let alone stay here. The people of the Iron-blooded Mercenary Regiment have been walking for so long, and it's almost time to come. If they stay, they can only be really slaughtered by others.

Thinking of this, the magic soldier quickly exerted his spiritual power, quickly stepped on the flying sword, and quickly flew away in the air.

Seeing that the magic soldier could escape so quickly, Ling Yuan was also stunned there for a while. Unexpectedly, he didn't catch up. He was very surprised. Because of this star picker, he has used it so many times, and the enemy has to have at least four or five seconds to use his spiritual power.

However, after his attack, this magic soldier can instantly mobilize his spiritual power and fly away. This phenomenon is quite unexpected by Ling Yuan.

He didn't know, but he knew it very well in the heart of the magic soldier. This situation is entirely because of the defensive magic weapon on his body, the broken puppet. This magic weapon has a total of three effects. Ten years ago, in order to get this set of phantom palm magic, the magic soldier wasted twice and saved his life twice.

Today, for the last time, I saved my life. The ability of the broken puppet can completely resist the spiritual attack effect of the middle level. However, it seems that the defense effect is very powerful, but another fatal defect is that it can't control the puppet's defense power.

The effect will be automatically launched only when you are attacked. That's why, when the star picker launched, although it was the effect of the ground-level skill, the broken puppet did not react at all. And when Ling Yuan's feet hit the magic soldier, it started.

After running out far away, the magic soldiers are a little afraid. Looking back, he found that the young man did not chase him, so he patted his chest and breathed a breath. Not far from the border city, I suddenly found three people in black cloak flying in front of me. As soon as I saw these three people coming to my eyes, the face of the magic soldier suddenly smiled happily.

"Damn it, let him run away."

After being stunned for a long time, Ling Yuan reacted. But when he looked up again, he found that the magic soldier had already fled. If you want to catch up again, it's too late.

After Ling Yuan performed the star picker, as a result, many people around him were a little ready to move. Those mercenaries in the Drunken Fairy Tower are better. Most of them are mercenaries of local mercenary regiments, or scattered mercenaries. Therefore, even if they are jealous of this kind of ground-level skill, it will not make them lose their minds.

And on both sides of the street, there are also some spiritual practitioners from other parts of the flexible continent, including some masters in the flexible period and even the spiritual silent period. These people are a little eager for the needs of ground-level skills.

"Master Ling Yuan, who is Master Ling Yuan?"

"The iron hand protection method is this one. He is Master Ling Yuan."

When the priests around were ready to move, dozens of people came to the south of the street. These people all wear unified armbands on their arms. There is an unknown sign embroidered on it, but it reveals the murderous spirit of iron and blood.

Originally, when I saw the arrival of so many people, many spiritual practitioners were a little worried, paused and did not dare to move. But when they took a closer look and found that this group of people, with the highest cultivation, were just spiritualists in the spiritual period, they fell into fanaticism again.

"Are you Master Lingyuan? Let's not stay here. There are many people here, and it's inconvenient. Let's go to the south of the city and go to the station of our iron-blooded mercenary regiment.

Fee that there are many spiritual practitioners around, who are ready to move, and the heart of the iron hand is uncertain for a while. Although he came out this time and brought out all the iron-blooded mercenary regiment and the people left behind. But after all, there are no spiritual masters.

Ling Yuan also found this, smiled and responded, raising his foot to leave with the iron hand. However, when they looked up, Ling Yuan's face was not very good-looking.

There are more than a dozen people around, faintly forming a trace of encirclement. It seems that Ling Yuan is going to be left behind.

As soon as these people appeared, Ling Yuan's heart suddenly complained secretly. At this time, it's not easy to do. Five or six of these people, he can't feel the real cultivation of the other party at all. It seems that he should be a master in the period of spiritual silence. If he starts to do this, Ling Yuan admits that he really can't take advantage of it.

"Ling Yuanxian's nephew, were you fighting with someone just now? Who forced you to make a unique move?

With a strong man's voice, Ling Yuan's heart suddenly had a bottom. Hurry up and shout happily.

"Uncle Tan, hehe, there were a few things that didn't have long eyes just now. Why did you come out?"

As soon as Ling Yuan finished his words, a virtual shadow flashed and appeared beside Ling Yuan with a middle-aged man. This man is not someone else, but Tan Mingzhe.

Tan Mingzhe's appearance immediately shocked the dozen people. As soon as they turned around, they all returned to their previous positions. Because they clearly felt the previous spiritual fluctuations and the energy contained in the virtual shadow, this middle-aged man was definitely a master of the infantile period. Otherwise, there will be no such speed and virtual shadow.