Chapter 392: Brother, Don’t Give Away Your Head

Because they didn't know the range of perception of the other person's profession and were afraid that they would be easily discovered if they were too close, the two of them just watched from a distance. Those people were a little blurry and they couldn't see clearly who they were.

"Why don't we take a closer look?" Bai Jing begged his teammates.

Li Xiaoming couldn't figure out the situation, but he could only take a gamble, so he moved forward another 50 meters.

Finally they saw everything clearly. The people under siege were actually Jiang Zhong and Xu Songke.

Li Xiaoming frowned, "The situation is not good."

Bai Jing suddenly froze, clenched his fists, and the fighting energy in his body began to increase dramatically. He stared at the opponent fiercely, as if he was going to tear the opponent into pieces in the next second.

"The man in red wearing the mask is him. He is the one who killed Hu Nuo and the others. I want revenge!"

Bai Jing summoned the six-sided armor gun, got out of the grass, and was pulled back by Li Xiaoming.

Li Xiaoming used the calming effect to temporarily calm the anger in his heart.

"Bai Jing, don't be impulsive. There are only two of us now, and the other party has a high-level night watchman profession. With our current strength, it will be for nothing."

Under the helmet, Bai Jing's eyes revealed a hint of sadness, and he said with a painful tone: "If he doesn't die, he will become my inner demon. I can no longer abandon my teammates."

"I understand, but you have to think about the overall situation. Is it really worth risking your life for two classmates you don't know very well? You and Hu Nuo only got together for one night. Please wake up. There will be many opportunities for revenge in the future."

"The overall situation? What is the overall situation? Just living an ignoble existence and letting your enemies live happily in the world for just one second is twice as much torture for your soul."

Li Xiaoming never expected that his mind control method would no longer work on him. This resentment was somewhat beyond his control. Bai Jing's anger became stronger and stronger, and the situation at the scene became worse and worse.

Li Xiaoming patted his shoulder with his hand, "I promise you that I will help you get revenge, but definitely not now. I am very familiar with them both, but we can't gamble with the lives of our teammates. This city-state still needs Let’s go back and inform our teammates to take a detour, and then go to the center.”

Bai Jing dispersed all the murderous intent in his body, lowered his head and spoke slowly, "I'm sorry, I was impulsive, but I bet on the honor of the knight, I will definitely succeed in revenge."

Just as they were retreating, the sky suddenly burst with thunder and a bolt of lightning struck in front of the two of them.

"Oh, there is an unexpected gain. Do the rats peeping from a distance also want to escape unscathed?"

When Li Xiaoming saw his position exposed, he immediately shouted: "Don't look back, run!"

The other three cultists who were fighting in the distance were obviously attracted by the thunder and noticed this change.

"Apparently it's the University of Warwick, other college students."

Zabodo said: "Whatever, let's kill them together, they are all enemies to us."

"Keep an eye on these two people. I'll be back as soon as I go." A dark magic ball floated around the elder in red. He stood on the magic ball with both feet and quickly flew over.

…

Bai Jing raised his head and looked at the sky. A middle-aged man wearing glasses showed a lewd smile. He was wearing a white coat and his whole body was flashing with electric light.

He raised his left hand, and a ball of lightning appeared and was thrown violently.

This light ball is a bit similar to Li Xiaoming's dream bubble, but it is obviously more powerful.

Because it exploded the moment it hit the ground, destroying all conductive things around it. The leaves at the top of the big tree burned into torches, and the ground near the surface turned black.

If they hadn't been wearing plastic shoes, they would have been electrocuted to the ground at this moment.

"You are still trying to escape. Ah, no one can escape. Accept the punishment well. There is nothing worth escaping anymore. Lies, deceptions, disasters... are all reduced to nothing under this thunder!"

A beam of lightning concentrated and struck towards Li Xiaoming.

Bai Jing picked up the newly made shield, easily absorbed all the electric light and converted it into energy, aimed at the opponent, and converted it into an energy cannon to bounce back to the opponent.

The man floating in the sky clenched his hands, and his whole body was covered by a lightning shield. The energy cannon turned into ripples and dissipated the moment it hit.

But it could be seen from his face that he was obviously a little scared of the sudden shield attack.

The two of them had no intention of staying and fighting each other. There were now four of them.

Moreover, this new arrival has the power of thunder and is not an easy character to deal with.

The profession should be mage, and the level is judged to belong to the fifth level of senior mage.

Compared with the pre-intermediate mage class, the conversion speed of supernatural energy is nearly five times faster. At the same time, he also masters a large number of magic skills.

As long as you are not under control or hit from close range, you can basically cast spells continuously, and your opponent usually has no ability to counterattack.

Fortunately, the opponent is not a star mage, so he will be able to master a wider range of elemental strikes, and even transform one party's environment to improve his home combat capabilities.

In level seven, you can master any element. It is obvious that the opponent is favored by the power of thunder and lightning. The power of thunder that can destroy the world is obviously the highest level of magic among various elements. It is probably not easy for mages of the same level. Win.

Bai Jing saw that the opponent was walking with thunderous feet, and his speed was extremely fast. It was truly as fast as lightning.

Moreover, the two of them had to constantly dodge attacks from the sky, and their speed also fell behind them.

"Li Xiaoming, you go back first and inform everyone to evacuate. I will help you buy time. Trust me!"

Li Xiaoming didn't hesitate at all. He nodded and ran away quickly, leaving Bai Jing where he was.

The other party fell from the sky and slowly walked up to him and said: "Oh, it seems that your little friend abandoned you. He is such a naughty child. Why do sinful people choose to live, but people like you? Why are these people left here to die?"

Bai Jing stuck his big shield on the ground and stared at the opponent seriously, with an attitude that had already put life and death aside.

"I am the knight profession Bai Jing, the sixth level paladin, what is your name? I am willing to have a sacred duel with you, and I will die!"

The other person suddenly froze, then covered his hair and started laughing wildly.

"Haha, do you still like to ask your name during a fight? Anyway, I am Yang Zhongyi, a fifth-level high-level mage in the mage profession. Please give me some advice."

"It seems that we are both in the ninth-rate professions."

"But I'm one level higher than you, and I won't bully you. Let's fight in close quarters. By the way, that guy in Huayijue is not allowed to take action!" He adjusted his glasses and looked at the standing black ball. Spider mask man above.

Bai Jing also felt that the annoying aura was coming again. Now he might have to fight one against two, but it seemed that the man had no intention of taking action.

"Oh, isn't this the knight who fought with me yesterday? I kindly spared your life, and you actually dared to come back. It's really interesting. Don't worry, I won't take action until one person dies. Holy fight alone. Oh, there has to be an audience.”

Bai Jing took off his helmet, revealing his silver hair, with murderous intent in his sharp eyes, and then raised his middle finger to the people high in the sky. "When I kill him, it will be your turn next!"

"I'm looking forward to it." The reply was just an indifferent smile.

The elder in red said that it didn't matter at all. They were all from other sects anyway. What did it have to do with him whether he died or not? He also didn't believe that an ant could kill him. As long as he was in the realm of night, he would be invincible.

Yang Zhongyi looked unhappy and said angrily: "What are you doing? I'm the one you're fighting with? Damn it, you can't enjoy the tingling sensation of thunder and lightning. The thunder will burn your skin, bastard!"

The opponent also took the lead in launching an attack. The power of thunder wrapped around his right hand and turned into a long purple whip.

"Five whips of lightning, one whip of thunder shook the mountains."

Bai Jing stepped back vigilantly, placed the large shield in front, and hid his body behind it, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. Although he had never seen this move before, be careful and you would be fine.

Only a "pop" sound was heard!

The slender lightning whip was like a long snake, its roar turned into a crackling sound, and it flexibly twisted its body, bypassed the opponent's shield, and attacked towards his face.

Fortunately, Bai Jing, as a Paladin, could turn fighting spirit into armor and adhere to the surface of the body. The fighting spirit armor only had a few cracks and was not successfully attacked by a single move.

If it were others who would die, they would still lose some skin. This lightning whip seems to have a paralyzing effect. Once the control effect is exerted, it will be difficult to fight back later.

Bai Jing immediately looked for an opportunity in the next second and switched to the collision skill to directly knock the opponent back.

"Mirror Blade Rain."

If the opponent hadn't reacted quickly and floated in the air, he would have been knocked to the ground by a shield.

What awaits him next is the rain of mirror blades transformed from fighting spirit, which will turn him into a hornet's nest. If he misses this opportunity, the opponent will be more careful in the future.

Yang Zhongyi looked at the other party with surprised eyes, and then nodded with satisfaction. "It's not bad. Although it's just a basic operation, it's enough for me to play with for a while. I still have four whips left. Let's see how long you can hold it."

"If you only have these operations, I suggest you find a job in a toy factory to recharge the batteries." Bai Jing imitated Jin Chengan's tone of mocking.