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Chapter 79

"As a Dharma Saint, I bully you one-on-six. Don't worry, I won't kill you. At most, I'll just teach you a lesson.

"Arbbot waved his hand and said with a big belly. No matter how many of them are Ferleg's followers, this little guy is still good, he always has to take care of his face. Although he didn't understand why Mira was willing to become Ferleg's followers, it doesn't matter now. I will teach you a lesson first.

The magicians around him nodded secretly. It was indeed our great dean and he was unwilling to take advantage of the other party at all. You should know that a Dharma Saint can fight with four Dharma Gods at the same time. The six Martial Saints are afraid that even one Dharma God is not as good as a Dharma God. I don’t know if these guys have any problems with their brains, but they actually agreed to the dean, isn’t this a try to get a kick?

Mira's smile became stronger and stronger. She took a step back and stood beside the other five people, lined up and said, "We are bullying you on six to one. Don't worry, we will not kill you. Click until we reach the end, at most we will just teach you a lesson. Besides, you are the leader of Lord Ferleg, and it is hard to explain if you beat you up.



The magicians cursed, "Did these martial saints take the wrong medicine today?" There are even magicians who know Mira, and they are secretly happy. This guy is so arrogant that he just let the dean teach them a lesson. Many magicians have suffered losses at Mira, and they are even more happy."

Albert was so upset. Mira was such a lunatic. He had heard the magicians below mention him a lot. He always asked for trouble for the lonely magicians. Using communication as an excuse to beat the opponent. The magician's physique is better than that of ordinary people, but he could not compete with the warriors.

Moreover, Mira's vision is said to be very poisonous, and she can always find a magician of similar level to start. The senior magician hid when he saw it.

Even an intermediate magician can give very accurate evaluations. He rarely suffers losses at the hands of a magician. He is a very difficult guy. What's wrong with him today?

"Okay, okay... No one has bullied me for fifty years. Today I will let you bully me." Albert said.

"As you wish." Mira smiled and pulled out her broad sword, wielded her fighting spirit, and the sword body lit up a golden earth-divine fighting spirit.

“Huh?”

"Oh...Milla. So that's the case. When did you advance, you can't tell. You can be called the youngest martial god in the empire. No wonder you dare to be so bold.

"When seeing the god fighting spirit, Albert was stunned for a moment, but he calmed down immediately. Is the martial god so good?

The broadsword in Phil's hand also lit up. Another golden dazzling light was shocked. Albert was shocked. Another martial god? And he looked only about thirty years old, much younger than Mira.

When will there be another martial god in the empire? Mira is known as a martial arts genius, and he can still accept it when he can advance to Albert. But the thirty-year-old martial god is too much.

Three golden divine fighting spirits lit up again. Mira was in a golden light, and all the magicians in the ground took a breath of air.

These people only know Mira, and the other four are younger than Mira. They are actually all martial gods. When did the empire have so many new martial gods?

Albert's vision was frozen on Wu Li. He knew Wu Li. Prince Wu Guo had his youngest son, who was only twenty-two years old. He would not have advanced to the youngest martial saint in the empire.

Wu Li smiled at Albert. He was the most familiar with Albert. Due to his identity, he often saw the only Dharma Saint in the empire when he was young.

After laughing, I waved the broad sword in my hand and the sword body lit up, although it was a little light. It was undoubtedly a golden earth-shaking spirit.

"Damn it? Wu Li. What's going on?" Albert cursed angrily, naturally refusing to take action.

Facing the six martial gods, no matter how powerful the Algorithm Saint is, there is no possibility of victory. He is always embarrassed to let all his magicians participate in the battle, and 300 people bully six people.

Wu Li turned around and looked at Feleg, and the meaning was obvious.

"Feleg, what's going on?" Albert asked in a panic. He hadn't tasted this kind of taste for a long time. He was suppressed by a warrior. When he faced the Four Martial Gods, he was not as passive as he was now. He didn't dare to take action. He was cowardly before the battle, and he was ashamed of a magician.

"Sir, you are impatient, I think the answer should be in your hands.

"Feleg said helplessly, not expecting that Albert was so hot. In Ferleg's eyes, President Albert was a little disrespectful, humorous, and a little cynical.

"Hmm? Is it this notice?" Albert immediately turned his eyes to the notice in his hand. The notice had just been opened, but he didn't come to see it in a hurry.

The announcement was not very much, but just explained the matter of the Martial God Sword, and asked Antonio to design it, and the magicians refine a thousand new earth Martial God Sword.

The announcement provides a very detailed explanation of the magic of the Martial God Sword. There is no need to say the importance. With Albert's wisdom, it is impossible to see it.

After reading the notice, Albert's face turned red and white, and he was actually fooled by this bastard Mira. The ones they were holding must be the Martial God Sword. These six people are all Martial Saints and fake Martial Gods.

I wonder how powerful the fake martial god is? Albert's hand began to itch again.

"Very very good... Mira, you are holding the Martial God Sword. I really want to try it. After taking the Martial God Sword, are you really becoming the Martial God?

"Arbote said, picking up the super cool staff and putting the notice in his arms. He hadn't fought with others for a long time. How long has it been? Even he himself doesn't remember it. It's a rare opportunity.

"Sorry, Lord Fa Sheng, we don't want to fight with you." Mira said with an evil smile.

"Oh? It seems that fake is fake. You are still martial saints, and you can't become martial gods without anything." Albert said in a slightly contemptuous tone.

"That's not. We are not afraid of you. It's just that the Martial God Sword needs elemental ore. Unfortunately, our Lord Ferlig is inconvenient at hand. There is no extra elemental ore anymore. After the battle, we did not have extra crystal supplements.

” Mira said lazily.

"Elemental ore? This is easy to deal with." Albert said, kicking off his backpack and 17 ore-element ore rolling out. You can tell from a distance that they are all extremely high-quality ore.

The magicians around him all had their eyes turned into heart shape. The dean was so powerful. Not long after, he had already obtained so many elemental ores.

"It's no problem to have elemental ore. Feileg is here. Please help us refine elemental crystals. Thank you." Mira said to Feileg.

Fellig nodded. He had figured it out. It would be better to let Albert fight with them, which could just detect how effective the Martial God Sword is in actual combat. I think Albert thinks the same now, so he asked for a fight again after reading the notice.

"Let's go farther, there are a lot of equipment here, you can't afford to break one." After saying that, Albert walked deep into the grassland and walked two kilometers before stopping.

Naturally, Filig would not follow too close, and only looked from afar. Other magicians also chose different distances and distances to watch according to their strength. You should know that the combat power of the Dharma Saint is amazing. It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine how powerful the Dharma Saint is.

"Come on, look at my double-headed slash." Mira took the lead. Fifty meters away from Albert, two golden fighting spirits that were entangled with each other twisted, rushed towards Albert.

Albert remained as motionless as a mountain. Even if he was the real martial god's fighting spirit, he was still not afraid.

However, even if it is a fake martial god, he dare not be careless. Not afraid is not the same as ignoring the other party and injecting half of his magic power into the magic shield. He is preparing to take the double-headed slash and try the power of the divine fighting spirit in Mira's hand.

"Bang.

"The lilac magic shield shook gently for a while, and then stabilized again. Albert raised his eyebrows. This double-headed slash consumed half of the magic power on the magic shield. Although it was not as powerful as the real martial god fighting spirit slash, its power was almost the same. It was impossible to tell that the martial god sword was so powerful.

If the six people on the other side can really be promoted to the power of the God of Martial God, then he will definitely lose today. Albert never thinks that he can defeat the five Gods. Even if he is the four Gods, the chance of winning or losing is only halfway.

The Dharma Saint is not a magician. It not only has stronger magic power, but also has a stronger magic shield, but also has the special magic body technique of the Dharma Saint - the Magic Light Escape Shadow. This special magic body technique can greatly increase the movement speed of the Dharma Saint, not worse than the Martial God, but even higher than the Martial Saint.

Holding the Martial God Sword in hand, with its power, Mira and others can increase the attack power to the Martial God level, but the body skills cannot be improved. Mira, the fastest among them, is much slower than Albert, who uses the Magic Light to escape shadows.

The golden divine fighting spirit flew everywhere, half-moon slash, double-headed slash, snake-shaped slash... The six people joined forces to attack, but there were very few opportunities to cut Albert.

Even if it hits, it is blocked by the magic shield. The magician with elemental crystal in his hand will not consume all his magic power for a while, and there is no need to worry about whether the magic elements around him are enough.

Dean Albert was carrying the magic light and escaped from the shadows, dodging everywhere, and was occasionally cut by the fighting qi. The magic shield was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. The dean was trying hard to replenish magic power into the magic shield.

Although he looked embarrassed, Felleg knew that Dean Albert was now in danger. He was just testing the opponent's attack strength, reaction speed, and attack frequency. He had not really started to fight back.
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