Full Time Mage Lord

The cold wind was fierce, but Xiu Yin was definitely not panicked. On the contrary, he had some memories.

Xiuyin's home, the home in the original world, has such a cold wind atmosphere.

"This is like, this is the real winter..."

Xiu Yin has always been in the southern part of the mainland. The winter here is not that cold, at least not as cold as in his hometown.

But Xiuyin felt a familiar feeling from Miguelqi who was running towards him.

If possible, Xiu Yin didn't really want to get rid of Miguelqi, or rather spare his life.

After Abisa and the others learned about Xiu Yin's strategy, they all expressed whether it was a bit unreasonable for a Paladin to end up like this... After all, Paladins were the top beings in the glory of knights on the entire continent.

However, it is precisely because of this top honor that the Paladin will not choose to surrender.

Of course Xiuyin hopes to have one less enemy like this, so Miguelqi can only act as a paladin.

In Miguelqi's eyes, Xiuyin was like an eagle looking down from the sky to an ant on the ground.

It's so small.

Although Miguelqi has felt the soul energy fluctuations from Xiuyin, it is only at the level of a magister.

Not even the Great Mage can fight against the Paladin, and only the Ash Mage, who is even rarer than the Pandamon among mages, can fight against the Paladin.

On the entire continent, the number of Paladins is much greater than that of Ash Mages.

Xiu Yin was indeed activating his soul power, and his right hand was already covered with a red halo. Jean did not hide it, but blatantly gathered it in front of Miguelqi.

Xiuyin has learned about Miguelqi's character. The more he doesn't hide it, the angrier Miguelqi will be, and Miguelqi will think that he doesn't take him seriously at all.

Xiuyin is afraid of Miguelqi. If Miguelqi directly breaks through the Dark Forest and flees to the north, Xiuyin will really have a headache. In the future, he may be retaliated by a strong man from the realm of the Paladin. This only It will make Xiu Yin have trouble sleeping and eating, but now, Miguelqi has chosen the wrong path...

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When a hurricane that did not belong to Miguel occurred, Miguel blamed himself for being careless.

Xiu Yin was able to lure out Miguelqi first, then attack Luoxia Fortress, then attack the Dark Forest, set fire to the fortress again, and finally block Miguelqi on the road, but the real trump card was here.

When the magic scroll that Master Sean gave to Xiu Yin was activated by Xiu Yin, the magic from the Ashes Mage realm instantly burst out towards Miguelqi under the stimulation of Xiu Yin's soul power.

Master Sean's ash-level magic arcana, Blue Dragon Scroll.

The sound of the howling wind was like the roar of a dragon, and the hurricane became even more powerful after being injected with Xiu Yin's soul power.

This alone cannot make a strong man in the realm of a paladin regress. The soul power level of the magic scroll's sealing magic is related to the material of the scroll itself, so the magic soul power level of this sealing scroll is only level 30.

Miguelqi felt that he was a little careless, but the level 30 soul power magic was not enough for him to choose to avoid it. Instead, the soul light on his body flashed again. He wanted to quickly approach Xiu Yin and solve it. Then the Anxi Empire If you replace it with a young emperor, your wish will be confirmed!

"Flame--cut!"

His right hand kept the magic scroll open, while Xiu Yin's left hand had already quietly sketched out a strange magic pattern. With the injection of fire attribute soul power, the soul power was compressed into a blade state, and the flames were like blades, moving towards MiG. Erqi swept away.

"Humph, what a small trick!"

There is probably no one who has studied blades more thoroughly than Miguelchi. As one of the Seven Sword Masters, his knowledge of swords can be said to be at the pinnacle.

I saw Miguelqi slowly placing his long sword in front of him, his body glowing even more.

"Contract - Ice Elf Sword!"

The frost coming from the northern ice field, the pinnacle of ice-attributed soul power, and the joyful dancing of ice elves on the blade...

Canglong's wind scroll carried a flaming blade, the wind assisted the fire, and the fire took advantage of the wind. A mixed arcane spell was released in Xiuyin's hand, but when he saw Miguelqi's action, Xiuyin's pupils shrank, and his heart He couldn't help but admired, "The power of the Holy Knight is indeed unmatched by my strength..."

Miguelqi thought the same way. Even if Xiuyin used an arcane scroll from the realm of the Ashes Master, even if Xiuyin used a strange arcane technique that Miguelqi had never seen before, none of these could compete with the Holy Spirit. The strength of the knight is compared.

There is a storm on the long sword, there is ice and snow on the long sword, and there is withering on the long sword.

Xiu Yin's left thumb gently pressed on the green ring on his ring finger.

The power of time and space.

It is true that Xiuyin alone cannot defeat Miguelqi, but Xiuyin has a bargaining chip in his hand that Miguelqi would never have imagined.

One of the Seven Sacred Artifacts, the power of time and space controlled by the Namikaze Empire of Nanyao Family, now emits a cold beam of light in Xiuyin's hand.

Miguelqi's long sword was swung out. According to his thoughts, this sword could not only dissolve all the arcane magic of Xiuyin, but also inflict heavy damage. Even if it could not cause any damage, Miguelqi's Paladin's strength Then you can also give Xiu Yin a fatal blow.

But Miguelci's mouth showed surprise.

At the rear, when Miguelci's men saw their commander using this move, they thought the battle was over. The leader of the leader was unwise, thinking that this ambush method could kill a paladin. , the legend of this lord ends here...

But they saw that Miguelqi's figure, which was rushing towards Xiu Yin, seemed to pause in mid-air.

Yes, there was a pause.

It was this pause that caused Miguelqi's soul skill to slow down a beat, and Xiuyin's arcane spell had already hit Miguelqi's body.

Poof!

The hurricane blade cut with flames, Miguelqi's hair instantly became messy, and the armor on his chest also showed black marks due to the baptism of flames. Only the long sword in his hand still maintained his brilliance.

However, the soul skill could no longer be used, and Miguelqi needed to use his soul power to minimize the damage to his body, even though he had spit out a mouthful of blood and fell from the air.

Ahem...

"This, this is..."

As one of the Seven Sword Saints of the Anxi Empire, Miguelqi has heard some of the core secrets.

He felt a kind of power just now. He had seen this power somewhere before...

"Is it the power of the Seven Sacred Artifacts!?"

Miguelci spat out another mouthful of blood and screamed.