Necromancer Doomsday Walk

"I think it's better to have these elementary holy weapons in my hands," Tang Fan said with a smile.

"Hand over the holy weapon obediently, or I will kill you and record it myself." The giant swordsman shouted, full of murderous intent.

"Sure enough, what the scroll says is correct, be careful of humans." Tang Fan said as if sighing.

"Rookie, you only have one chance. Either you hand over the sacred weapon yourself, or you get killed by us and take away the sacred weapon." Now that they were all face-to-face, the archer stopped pretending: "You should know, rookie,

You, who are separated from the team, are no match for us."

"Aren't you afraid of being found and retaliated by my team in the future by threatening me like this?" Tang Fan asked again with a smile.

"Retaliation? Hahahahaha." As if they heard some funny joke, all three saints laughed: "In the lava hell, deaths will continue to happen. You were killed by us, and your team

, and there is no way to know, they will only think that you died in the hands of demons, because after we kill you, we will throw your body into the magma flow and turn it into ashes, and everything will disappear."

"I see, but don't worry, after I kill you, I won't throw your bodies into the lava flow, because your bodies will be of great use to me," Tang Fan said.

When the three level 63 saint-level experts heard Tang Fan's words, they were stunned and couldn't react.

"Hahahaha, I was laughing so hard. Did you hear that? He actually said he wanted to kill us..."

As if they had heard the most incredible joke in the world, the three people laughed.

"Ice Storm!"

Since these three guys have chosen to become his enemies, Tang Fan has no reason to hold back.

In an instant, while the three people were laughing, Tang Fan waved the magic circle and launched a skill attack.

The ice storm appeared instantly and swept away in an instant.

Because of the close distance, the archer had no time to dodge. In an instant, he was caught in the ice storm.

"Don't save me," the archer wailed.

The power of the ice storm is very strong, and it is filled with the power of freezing. Perhaps the ice magic skills are not as terrifying as the fire and thunder skills, but they have control that neither of them has.

The two swordsmen were suddenly startled, and quickly slashed out their swords towards the Ice Storm.

With the joint efforts of the two swordsmen and the efforts of the archers themselves, the Ice Storm was finally defeated.

After landing, the archer was panting heavily, with ice slag still on his body.

"Damn, damn, this bastard, I must kill him, I must kill him." After the archer took a few breaths, his face gradually returned to normal, and he roared with great anger.

When they looked up, they found that Tang Fan had actually stepped back more than ten meters, putting some distance between them.

However, this distance is nothing to them, and in their opinion, Tang Fan is a magician.

In a place like this, it would undoubtedly be very stupid for a magician to act alone, especially an ice magician.

You must know that in the lava hell, although the power of the ice system can cause more intense damage to demons, the power of the ice system is also more restrained and consumes more.

Unless they are those who are particularly strong, there is no team and there is only accelerated death in the lava hell.

"Go ahead, kill him." The archer roared, took out his arrows and fired his bow, and the two swordsmen also rushed out.

In an instant, Tang Fan used his skill again: Ice Storm.

Another ice storm swept away, causing the expressions of the three of them to change, because just now, they had experienced the power of the ice storm.

"Don't be afraid, this rookie doesn't know how precious magic power is in the lava hell. If he uses his skills a few more times, he won't have any abilities without magic power." The swordsman shouted.

Generally speaking, if they are not very powerful magicians, other saint-level experts will basically not team up with magicians.

It can be said that most of the saint-level powerhouses who entered the lava hell are in the profession of close combat, or are archers or magicians, but there are too few of them.

After all, the magician's skills are very powerful, but similarly, without using skills, the magician doesn't have much combat effectiveness at all.

In the lava hell, energy is very important, and holy-level energy-replenishing potions are very expensive. Ordinary holy-level powerhouses cannot afford them.

Avoiding the attack of the ice storm, unexpectedly, Tang Fan continued to retreat, and another ice storm swept over him.

Tang Fan's retreat seemed very skillful. It seemed slow, but it made it impossible for the two swordsmen to catch up. Moreover, Tang Fan used the Ice Storm attack again and again, and he had already used it five or six times.

And it looks like it can be used several times more.

Sure enough, Tang Fan kept moving and used Ice Storm several times again.

"His magic power is about to be exhausted." The archer and others seemed to have seen the light of day.

This kind of battle is really frustrating. The Ice Storm skill is very powerful. It is close to the mid-level Saint level skill. It is much more powerful than any of their skills. It poses a great threat to them.

"Damn!" The three of them swore again and again, because they saw that Tang Fan took out the potion and drank it to replenish the consumption of magic power, and then continued to use Ice Storm.

With level 61 strength, he fought against three level 63 powerhouses, and suppressed the three saint level powerhouses from getting close. No one would believe him, but Tang Fan did it.

When Tang Fan drank the third bottle of potion, the three archers almost collapsed and burst into tears.

It is a holy-level potion. Each bottle is very expensive. Although they have it, each of them only has two bottles. They dare not use it casually. Even using a skill must be thought over and over again.

Only dare to use it when you think it is most appropriate.

But this bastard rookie who was regarded as their prey actually used powerful skills again and again. They were still ice-based skills. He had no magic power. He took out the potion and drank it. He drank three bottles. He didn't seem to feel distressed at all.

It looks like he has more potions.

"Kill him immediately at all costs. Maybe we can not only get the holy weapon on him, but also get more potions." The archer roared.

Immediately, the eyes of the two swordsmen lit up and flashed fiercely.!