Fang Yu put down the communication crystal and couldn't help but fall into deep thought, but in just a moment, he raised his head. He took off his coat with his backhand, pulled off the inner armor inside, and threw it on the ground, revealing the lining of the leather vest. At the same time, he took off the cowhide water bag, tool box and some scattered trivial objects, including potions, etc., and finally took out the second glider backpack and carried it behind him.

He hung the communication crystal on his chest, pulled down the goggles, lit the crystal with one hand, and asked, "God Ye Hua, what is Mahazar's profession?"

Two translucent wings spread out from behind the leopard and stretched out like a green plume, floating up and down. He took a breath and looked at the gray battlefield ahead. The sand thieves were advancing along the street, like a group of gray gophers, Mahazar and his lizard riders were in the middle of the battlefield.

Square leap jumped.

"Mahazar is a level 10 Nightingale seventh level gunman, and the remaining level 3 is unknown, but overall it is a level 20 musketeer. Later, the advancement is a very rare branch of musketeers, which is the Sand Sea Blade. This is a unique profession in Istaniya, be careful of his claw hook skills."

"The profession after level 30 is unknown yet. Judging from the direction of transfer, I guess it is one of the Wind Knight and the Lord of the Sand." Ye Hua's voice from the crystal was still very calm.

Claw hook?

Fang Yu couldn't help but feel speechless - this is the thief who met the thief's ancestor. Is his face so dark? Aitalia's career direction has thousands or tens of thousands, so why did he bump into an expert who plays claw hooks in thousands - he doesn't think that his three-legged cat trick can walk back and forth in front of a nightingale above level 40.

But the arrow is not turned back -

After the blue wake pulled out a long arc from the city, it suddenly swept over the heads of the sand thieves. On the chaotic battlefield, this dazzling light attracted everyone's attention.

After experiencing the initial shock and riots, the sand thieves quickly picked up the short bow and hand crossbow and shot him randomly. However, the soft and weak hand crossbow and short bow only shot out a few sparse feather arrows. Fang Zhu pulled down a hand rod on the magic furnace with his backhand. The white light flashed and several feather arrows bounced away.

But the shield was cleared as well—

The strong wind blew the young man's hair on his forehead, but it could not affect his vision under the eyepiece at all. The scenery in his eyes was retreating rapidly, like a stretched picture, marking the sand thief below the bottom of the print, with anger and screaming in unison.

He turned slightly to the right, and the blue wake made a long turn over the battlefield, avoiding the center of the battlefield, and flew towards a street.

The sand thief below screamed in Istani's local dialect, probably to beat him down. The sand thiefs were obviously not fools, and felt an instinctive threat from this light. But Fang Yu seemed to have not heard of it, and withdrew his hand, inserted the information crystal into the groove on the leather-lined vest with a "click" and slapped it gently on it.

He had flew over the street.

After the cyan wake swept through, the two light arrays spread out from the left and right behind the square throne. Two trajectories with golden light jumped out of the light array. They rose high and then folded downwards, like diving, extending into the sand thief below.

The golden line is the last light reflected in the dark eyes of the sand thieves-

With a loud bang, the air flow and flames generated by the explosion lifted countless residues and soil into the sky, and fell down with the broken human body. However, the green plume had already rushed forward with the rolling smoke and dust, and they threw all this behind them with the square pulp.

Then more light doors opened, and the scattered golden light feathers surrounded the square pluck like countless elves. Wherever the green light passed, golden light rain sprinkled down. Every line and every beam brought an extremely gorgeous rain of death.

The flashes of explosions in the dark seemed to chase the square leopard, moving forward in a line, behind it, turning into a hell of flame and fire.

Not to mention the evacuation of the palace guards, the shining light reflected in the eyes of these people, just like a blooming flower called hope, which made everyone stop.

Even Ye Hua, who was left on the top of the city, could not help but feel a little brilliant. When people control a profession, the most important thing is not level, nor experience, or how many types of skills have they mastered...

Instead, when a person's imagination exceeds all the limits that restrict him, this profession can bloom in his hands that ordinary people cannot imagine. It will open a door, behind the door is an unprecedented situation, a place that people have never reached. From that moment on, it is no longer experience and ability that drives you, but you push a profession forward-

That is, the top starting point.

The King of Rangers couldn't help but chuckled.

...

When Mahazar's vision was attracted by the explosion, what he saw happened to be like this.

The flames and flashes chased the green light, and he seemed to see a dragon with its wings spread out, a green dragon. Beneath the wings was the flash of death, which seemed to be slow, but in fact it flew past. Wherever he passed, there was only a charred hell.

The sand thieves who were in purgatory were already in chaos and could only be beaten but not counterattacked, which made his subordinates flee in scattered.

There were occasional flashes of igniters in the streets and alleys, but they were not large in size. The green light only folded slightly, crossed the street, crossed the roof, and then raised it again with the help of the ground effect. Then the green light suddenly turned and swept towards the other wing of the sand thieves' army.

The sand thieves who stayed there witnessed this scene with their own eyes. When they saw the green light flying towards them, they screamed together, turned around and ran away.

Staying in the crowd, Mahazar's real confidant wanted to stop and organize a counterattack. The leader found a team of gunmen and was about to line up on the street, but so many people on the street rushed to escape, and almost in a blink of an eye the team was scrambled to pieces.

The leader was furious and took out a scimitar and slashed several people in succession, but to no avail, he could only watch the green light flying towards him-

Countless white light flashed behind Fang Zhu, like pairs of open eyes, flashing with cold light. The golden thread jumped out of the light gate and surrounded Fang Zhu again. As soon as it appeared, it dived down, bringing rain of light, falling into the sand thief, and then turned into a dazzling flash - flames and airflow rushed countless people out.

Mahazar's confidants shot out claw hooks and flew to the roof. Those people were not the most elite guards around Mahazar, but they were about 25 or 6 levels. They jumped into the air with the help of claw hooks, and flew towards the pike like fleas.

Fang Zhu looked at the shaking scimitar in the hands of these people, without thinking, pressed the flying wing backpack with his hands. Two light sounds of "click, click", the backpack flew out and threw it backwards. Fang Zhu sank down, shot out the claw hook, flew forward, and crossed them with those people one by one.

Mahazar's confidants were slightly stunned. They were about to shoot a claw hook in the air and turn, but a blue light suddenly came into their eyes. They turned around and were shocked to find that they were just hitting into the plume of their backpacks - and the blue light was actually just a dense wind element.

Driven by the wind element, these people flew out and burst into the roof of nearby buildings with a few loud "slams".

As for whether it is death or life, Fang Zhu doesn't know and doesn't care.

Leaving the flying wing backpack, Fang Zhu moved forward with the help of flying claws staggering left and right, as if swinging between buildings. He had already become familiar with this set and formed an instinct. The speed of progress was not only slow, but also faster. The only thing that remained unchanged was the golden rain of light, which was still extending forward-

He was alone, stirring up the left and right wings of the Shapos thief, and turned again and flew towards the vanguard of the Shapos army.

Mahazar finally couldn't sit still.

The other party's interference may have caused not much casualties, but it is almost shaking the morale of the army. Since experiencing the previous scene, he has understood that blind followers have no good intentions, and those people are by no means good. There is a bright sword hanging above their heads.

Although there is only a thin palace wall left in the Kasan Palace, the palace guards who retreated into the palace are not easy. He still has to rely on these people to attack in one go, and must not let the other party lead the nose.

He suddenly tied the reins, whistled to his confidants around him, drew out his scimitar, and stroked in that direction.

The sand lizard knights around him were all elite guards he had won over the years. After receiving the order, they immediately agreed in unison. Regardless of whether there were other sand thieves in front of them, they clamped their legs and launched a charge along the street. The sand thieves around him immediately turned over and over, allowing Mahazar and his knights to set off a path.

When this side moved, the square pulp in the air was prompted immediately.

"Ed, Mahazar moves." Ye Hua's voice came from the communication crystal again.

Fang Yu looked back and saw the lizard knight who was flowing forward. He could not see the king of sand thieves, but he must have been among the knights.

Seeing this scene, he stretched out his right hand to shoot a claw hook at a nearby tower, and turned on the battlefield again with the help of the power of the flying claws. But this time, he not only did not stay away, but instead flew towards the direction of the King of Sand Thieves, but before getting closer, he shot the hook claw again, hooking the roof on the other side-

Mahazar watched Fang Zhu fly towards him from a distance, without thinking, pulling out the hand gun from the dragon saddle and pointing in that direction. The sand lizard knights beside him also followed suit, taking out long spears and short guns, and aiming at the night sky - but a flash of fire flashed in the darkness, and when the smoke rose, Fang Zhu had already used the second hook claw to narrowly cross an arc.

And flew back from the maximum range of the Sand Thieves Kings.

Seeing this scene, a burst of anger arose in Mahazar's heart.

He couldn't tell at all that Fang Yu came specifically to provoke him, but even though he knew it was a provocation, he still gritted his teeth and issued an order in a low voice: "Catch him!" If he didn't regain this face, his prestige would be greatly reduced even after this battle.

When people remember this scene, they will not remember the environment at that time. They will only think of him, the king of sand thieves, the lonely wolf in the desert, who is also incompetent.

What is the most feared by a king surrounded by powerful enemies? What he is afraid of is that his subordinates will see that he is not omniscient and omnipotent, and there are places he cannot take care of. And in those places, unrealistic ambitions will be born.

He could not even catch the princess, but he could not lose his majesty in front of his hands, because there was only one king of the sand thief, but there were many people who could become the king of the sand thief.

The confidants around him may not have thought so much, but the master was humiliated and the minister died. Fang Zhu's actions seemed more like a satire to themselves, the command of the King of Sand Thieves, and at this moment it was very well in line with everyone's thoughts. The riders were taciturn and turned to chase them immediately.

At this time, Fang Zhu released the last few fire giants, then retracted the hook claws, and turned over and fell back to the ground.

He had to land, not because of insufficient mana value, because he could kill people and return to the blue. With the spider web effect, his mana value has actually been maintained in a healthy state. However, the problem is that his magic furnace has been overheated. In the case of overload, not to mention hook claws, he has basically returned to an ordinary state.

However, before landing, he had planned the route, not to mention Ye Hua's instructions far above the city:

"Ed, there is a path ahead of you, turn to the west and lead them in my direction."

“How long does it take?”

"Five minutes."

Fang Zhu nodded, avoided the sand thief surrounding him, and then went into a small alley.

However, he underestimated the reaction speed of the Shajith. The skill and sophistication of Mahazar's confidants were obviously beyond his imagination. Fang Zhuo quickly saw a faint shadow flying past the roof in front of him. He was shocked and immediately turned back when he saw the shadow.

Fang Zhu turned quickly and heard a sharp whistle behind him, but it stopped abruptly as soon as the whistle sounded.

He turned around and happened to see the man falling down cleanly from the roof.

Ye Hua's voice came from the communication crystal:

"I can help you not many times, Ed, otherwise it will arouse Mahazar's vigilance."

Fang Zhu nodded.

He touched the magic furnace with his hand. The remaining warmth was still there, but it was no longer a hot one. He pointed it lightly on the information crystal with his hand, and a buzzing sound. Two silver lights flew into the sky, separating them from a secret and difficult to detect, one left and one right toward the battlefield.

The vision on the battlefield quickly came into his eyepiece—

As soon as he disappeared, the King of Sand Thieves and his confidants raised their left hand, and at the same time picked up a wooden flute and blew the sharp sound of the flute. One by one, the illusion-shaped chefs appeared on the arms of these sand lizard knights with their wings. The King of Sand Thieves and his subordinates raised their hands, and the phantom-shaped chefs immediately flew into the air.

In just a moment, the King of Sand Thieves and the Knights surrounded him in this direction.

At the same time, there were a large number of sand thieves on both sides of the left and right, and surrounded them.

Fang Yu screamed in secret when he saw this. This must be the skill of the "Sand Sea Mad Blade". This profession probably has some beast trainers, one of the abilities of the Druid. This other party is much more powerful than his Clockwork Fairy, because the Clockwork Fairy still has entities and needs to be manipulated by himself.

After this thing flew into the sky, it could not even be found anywhere, especially in the night.

Moreover, there must be some contact means between the sand thieves, otherwise the sand thieves above would not have reacted so quickly.

But when he looked up, he suddenly found that the place looked familiar. The grayish-white, towering spire not far away was the temple of Marland? The images of the routes around him suddenly poured into his mind, and in an instant, he found a way.

He turned around again and ran wildly in one direction. After several turns, the tall temple really caught his eye - but at the same time, there were a group of sand thieves surrounding him from the left and right. Among them was the sand lizard knight, who raised the scimitar in his hand and rushed towards him.

A distance of about one hundred meters was just a flash for an adult desert lizard, and Fang Zhu didn't dare to look in that direction. He just walked straight through the square. The gate of the church opened, and he rushed up the steps and then broke in.

There are indeed still left-behind knights in the hall.

The Knights of Marland were already preparing to evacuate, but the sudden intruder obviously surprised them.

In the resurrection pool, Fang Yu's eyes lit up and he saw a familiar face. Luo Yu was walking out of the inside with a staff in his hand. When he looked up, he saw his leader looking at him in surprise.

"Luo Yu, cast the spell," Fang Zhu shouted: "Ice Wall!"

The figure of the Lizard Knight has appeared outside the gate of the temple.

A light flashed in Luo Yu's eyes, and with a "dea" sound, he pushed the staff in his hand forward and on the ground. Then a large number of magic circles spread out at his feet. Light blue light gathered from all directions, forming a dazzling crystal that was suspended in front of this element.

He opened his mouth and began to recite obscure mantras.

It was at this time that the left-behind knights looked at each other, drew out the field swords, and blocked them towards the door. They lined up, crossed the square pluck directly, and directly blocked the sand robber knight behind. Fang pluck turned around and saw only one gray and one white, two streams of people colliding in front of the gate of the temple.

At that moment, a white light emerged from the steps of the church, directly knocking the sand lizard knights away.

The knights were stunned as they watched the scene: "Master Marland!?"

Fang Yu sighed after seeing this. Fortunately, this righteous lady was quite reliable and did not abandon her voter at a critical moment.

When he turned around, Luo Yu just completed the spell. He raised his hand and the crystal exploded. A group of ice fangs that rose upwards from outside the temple were produced, and the square bricks on the ground were opened upwards, and they extended upwards with a "swoosh". They were arranged side by side, closely arranged into an airtight wall. It was not biased, just blocking the gate of the temple.

Fang Yu immediately reminded others: "Leave this place, we will go to the back door."
Chapter completed!