Ride and Cut

In terms of life-saving, Nehru was at least one thousand to ten thousand times more clever than General Humha. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Lu Xing Griffon and a few people approaching them, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

　　 This guy himself doesn't mind at all if he puts down two silly big guys to attract firepower so he can quickly drive away. The problem is that he was too happy just now and put him on his shoulder.

　　 "Run!" Nehru hummed the long hair on his neck and yelled at his ears and eyes. But for the trolls, the kobold's strength is too insignificant.

　　 grinned stupidly, and a snot bubble full of Nehru's face was blowing out of his nose, thinking he was playing around.

　　 probably remembered the task the Lord Lord had confided, and slowly stretched out his hand and flicked Nehru's forehead, beckoning him not to disturb himself, and then began to honestly prepare for stone skin surgery.

　　 Nehru was flicked by this finger and almost fell from his shoulder in black. He lowered his head and glanced, he must be at least five blades from the ground, and his eyes were dizzy, and there was no other possibility of jumping but falling to death. Give up the illusion immediately and start chanting and casting spells, ready to make a move first.

　　 The terrestrial griffon's speed was reasonable, and it quickly approached two hundred yards away. This distance was within range for most magic.

　　 took a deep breath, his chest puffed up high. Slightly brewing for a while, opening the hook mouth accompanied by a loud eagle cry, suddenly ejected a long orange-red flame.

　　 At a critical juncture, the simplest feeling of fear of death inspired Nehru's full potential. The two lips move like a crossbow spring, and the characters blur out quickly and without chaos. It is definitely the smoothest time in life, and the curse close to the end is immediately formed.

　　 The fireball pulled the billowing smoke away from his hand, collided with the flame column in mid-air, and the elemental flame splashed on the ground, instantly igniting the moist green grass, and a burst of water vapor sizzled.

　　The terrestrial griffin is a secondary subspecies, the power of the flame pillar is completely indistinguishable from the real griffin, and it is roughly at the same level as the fireball art. The two collisions each lose their forward momentum.

　　 The problem is that the use of talented spells by Beasts, although it is also limited by the mana reserve, is far faster than holding the spells one by one!

　　 The two monsters finally realized that the danger was coming, and without a word, jumped off the back of the heavy iron-eating armadillo and started running.

　　 Hum is also a blessing to the soul, and I actually remembered raising his hand to bless the newly prepared stone skin technique to Hendra and the guards who were approaching, hindering them from moving forward.

　　 After such a short time, the second flame pillar of the Land Traveling Griffon has been brewed, and accompanied by the eagle's croaking into the air, it flies straight toward the trio.

　　 The iron-eating armadillo between the two sides is too high and too wide. The wall likes to block the two generals Huh Ha and Nehru tightly, and there is no intention to move the nest in the same place. In this case, no matter how good the head is, don't even think about hitting the cow across the mountain, and the flame column eventually falls on the armadillo.

　　 Strictly speaking, the iron-eating armadillo is barely a kind of monster. It has very weak magic power to enrich the free metal elements in the air and strengthen the scales.

　　 This has created its extraordinary defensive power, the hardness of the sword is very exaggerated, and it is almost the cost of the survival of the iron-eating armadillo. But this kind of scale is not a universal armor. In contrast, magic resistance is too lame.

　　I used to face Nehru's fireball technique, but it was only eaten once when it was splashed, and now it was burned by a pillar of flames with a different power, so naturally I can only eat it again.

　　 This dull and cumbersome behemoth fought for the last of its vitality and hissed and stood up, and then fell heavily to the ground and only convulsed, emitting a stench of scorched protein.

　　 Sitting on the shoulders of the bumpy monster, Nehrumma continued to chant the curse non-stop, his mouth seemed to twitch, and the trivial matter of Lord Lord's Queen's mount being beaten to death did not slow him at all.

　　 waved his hand and blessed him with a bloodthirsty spell for himself and the second general, Huo Ha, and the two monsters suddenly ran out of galloping speed like chicken blood.

　　 People who are extremely afraid of death can often explode with amazing potential when facing the test of life and death. Right now, the kobold shaman is a good example.

　　 The giant monster's shoulders became more bumpy. Nehru's whole body was shaken, but he still didn't give up. He successfully completed the spell again, and turned around again with a fireball.

　　His magic power reserve ends here. For a wilderness shaman, being able to use four spells in a row in such a short period of time is absolutely super level, and it is worth recording with a slate to pass on to his apprentices for generations.

　　 Nehru rubbed his head, because of the excessive consumption of magic power, there are ghosts in front of him. However, he was very satisfied with his performance. After successfully regaining a small life, he couldn't help feeling very good, and he began to be proud of himself again.

　　 "I said you two fools really can't count on anything. Turn around and talk to the adults. I'll be the team leader."

　　 At this moment, Ha, who had no performance from beginning to end, suddenly chanted a series of unfamiliar spells while running. As the elements fluctuated and spilled, Nehru immediately felt that the second general Humha's running speed was much faster.

　　 With his mouth wide open, his whole person has become petrified. As an element user, Nehru certainly has the ability to distinguish——

　　 The wind is holding them forward!

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　　 Waiting for Hendra to lead people around the high temperature area formed by the collision of spells~www.novelmt.com~ and then around the huge body of the iron-eating armadillo. The two giants and the kobolds are almost running away.

　　 "My lord, are you still chasing?" The guards were asking, but the pace under their feet was getting slower and slower, and the speed at which the opponent flees made them amazed.

　　 The unwillingness on Hendra's face was so strong that his facial features were distorted, but in the end he could only sigh and say, "Don't chase."

　　 is not to be merciful to the enemy, in fact he wants to destroy the caster more than anyone else. But now is not the time for anger and willfulness, the soldiers are bleeding and sacrifice every minute and every second.

　　 His ultimate goal is to rescue the entire Brown Bear Roaring Legion, not to eradicate the caster. It is barely enough to expel them, there is no time to waste, and the next plan must be continued immediately.

　　 "Follow me!" Hendra drew out a long sword to lead the team personally, and shouted.

　　 A layer of silver-white vindictive light drifts across the sword. This is the unique and unique sharp silver vindictiveness of Gunawen's family.

　　 As the grandson of the imperial marshal, his prominent background gave him the opportunity to practice the best secrets. Since childhood, he has a famous teacher who carefully teaches swordsmanship. Although in the end, because of his talent, he was not at a higher level, but his own strength was also first-class.

　　 Hendra vowed that after going back this time, he must pick up the vindictiveness that had been slack for a long time because of the busy military affairs. There are thousands of schemes in this world, and after all, it is not as reliable as the power in your own hands!