Chapter 133: The Supreme Mage Ancient One
Looking at the few people rushing towards him, Wu Yan felt surprised. He didn't understand what these people were and why he had to attack him.
Wu Yan is not a fool, you can tell at a glance that these people are coming for him.
At this time, Wu Yan really had the idea of whether he had bad luck recently. When he came to the Marvel plane, he had just fought with Loki. He really didn't offend anyone, right?
He was very afraid of the official organization at the upper level of S.H.E.L.D., and then framed by Hydra. After he left the Avengers, Loki popped up and attacked him again...
Well, all these unlucky things finally confirmed that Loki was controlled by one.
That's fine. Loki is hard to protect himself now. He should be able to stay safe for a while, right? For no reason, someone came out to attack him.
Buzz!
These people who rushed towards Wu Yan had no intention of negotiating with Wu Yan at all. They raised their hands and cast magic.
Some were flame magic, some were frozen magic. They grabbed all of these magic in their hands and rushed towards Wu Yan.
"Magic? Are they traitors of Kama Taj magicians?" Looking at these people's attack methods, Wu Yanxin was shocked and immediately became suspicious of their identity.
After all, the most famous human magicians on earth are the ancient priests of Kamataj, but the ancient priests should not attack them. So, we can only say that those magicians are traitors.
Although his mind was so bright, Wu Yan's movements were not slow at all. Seeing the man in the lead slashing at him with a translucent ice skate, Wu Yan's unparalleled sword in his hand greeted him.
bite!
With a crisp sound, Wu Yan felt an indescribable force surge from the Wushuang Sword, and his body was shocked away, and his arms were numb.
"This guy's strength is so strong, is it the power of magic?" Wu Yan almost couldn't hold the Wushuang Sword. He looked at the dark magician in shock.
Then, the crystal measuring instrument quickly measured the number of crystal points of the other party, which was very high, reaching a level of 800 points!
"The number of crystal points is almost three times that of mine, no wonder..." Looking at the number of crystal points on the other party, Wu Yan suddenly realized it in his heart.
No wonder I was shaken away. The existence of magicians is generally an existence with extremely high energy value and extremely strong destructive power, but weak defense.
Just like the ebony throat in Avengers 3, facing the strange mage, Iron Man, and even Spider-Man teaming up, they can easily crush them. The magic power is simply overwhelming.
But what in the end? He was thrown into outer space and died. Look at Thor, who was beaten to death by Thanos. He floated in outer space for a long time and was still alive when he met Guardians of the Galaxy. This is the difference between the physical constitution of warriors and magicians.
"It's true that the strength is not strong!" No matter what Wu Yan thought, seeing Wu Yan gets shocked by his own move, the dark mage Casillas, led by him, was overjoyed and continued to pounce on Wu Yan, while the ice skates in his hand continued to chop down at Wu Yan.
"You seem to have misunderstood something..." Wu Yan naturally saw the joyful smile on the corner of Casillas's mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his ability to shave was immediately exerted.
With a flash of body, Wu Yan was so fast that he completely exceeded the range of the naked eye to capture it. He instantly appeared behind Casillas. As Wu Yan moved, a dazzling sword light could be seen flashing in the air.
ah!
Almost at the same time, Casillas couldn't help but scream. It turned out that one of his arms had been cut off by Wu Yan.
When the whole arm was thrown away, blood could be seen splattering everywhere.
"As a magician, how dare you be so confident in front of a warrior who has almost teleportation ability? I am so confident..." After cutting off one of Casillas' arms with one sword, Wu Yan murmured in his heart.
"This is the correct opening mode between the warrior and the magician." At the same time, Wu Yan nodded secretly in his heart.
The magician should be like this with low defense. As a magician like Loki, his body is so strong that it is completely a cheat.
Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Seeing that Casillas' arms were cut off, the dark magicians next to him changed their horror and looked at each other in surprise. Then, they rushed towards Wu Yan together...
"The magicians on this plane are so funny. It's fine if they are all blood-skinned, but they are all playing melee battles." Seeing these dark magicians rushing towards them again, Wu Yan shook his head secretly. At the same time, the unparalleled sword in his hand rose again.
Crush! The situation in this battle is completely crushing!
Judging from the crystal points, each of these magicians is higher than Wu Yan, but when they fight, they are not Wu Yan's opponents, and they are completely crushed!
If it is a long-distance magic attack, Wu Yan may find it a little tricky, but these magicians use magic as weapons. They fight melee, but their blood skin is thin, and their body is similar to that of ordinary people. How can they be Wu Yan's opponent?
The Wushuang Sword did not even mean to touch their magic. The exquisite swordsmanship, point, chop, flirt, and stab...
The pain started to cry, but in a moment, the dark magicians whose crystal points were much higher than that of Wu Yan were all knocked to the ground by Wu Yan, and their bodies were more or less injured.
Restraint. When strength forms restraint, the difference in the number of crystal points becomes pale and powerless.
Saw!
Wu Yan entered the flock of sheep and almost didn't spend much effort. He simply shaved and cooperated with Dugu Nine Swords to hit these dark magicians one by one. However, just when Wu Yan was about to force these magicians to open the mirror space and let him go out, suddenly, countless tiny little Mars appeared in the void of the mirror space, forming a circular arch.
A figure, wearing a yellow robe, stepped directly into the mirror space. The flame-like magic in her hands, like a fan, showing the demeanor of a master...
"Well? They were all defeated?" The figure in a yellow robe walked in from the teleportation magic and was surprised to see Casillas and the others lying on the ground.
As he spoke, the hat on the yellow robe lifted down, revealing a bald head.
Chapter completed!