Versatile Mage

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"Hey!!"

"飒飒飒飒!!!"

The voice has always been heard in the ear, and it sounds familiar and unfamiliar, but Mo Fan is subconsciously alert, and it seems that every time he hears this sound, he will encounter very terrible things.

The vision is like a silk thread, and I don't know why the eyes are difficult to open, and the eyelids are stuck together.

After a while, the pain of the whole body came, and Mo Fan realized that he should be bruised and bruised.

Sure enough, the adventure of going to this airline's plane will be a big deal, this time is no less than a small crash.

"Where is Laozi, is it to the eighth hill? Why do you look around... Hey, my head is on the ground, I said nothing can be seen." Mofan’s line of sight was clear, and realized I am in a position where I landed.

Probably licking his ass, his face facing the dirt, his eyes are mostly swollen, so he can't always open completely.

“飒飒飒飒!!!!”

There are very slight things falling on oneself, very many, very fast, but the power is very small, but every time I hit my own wound, I will feel a distress.

The body still can't move, there is a feeling of being twisted into a twist.

What happened to him, Mo Fan did not remember it anymore. Anyway, the space countercurrent will no longer be smashed, and the little life is almost lost inside!

"There is no one?"

"Someone, is this the eighth hill? I am the pilot of the crasher Mo Yifan. If someone has trouble, please help me with some medicine. The soil here is so smelly, how is it like the shit..."

No one answered Mo Fan, only the sound of the rain.

"call!"

Suddenly, there was a heavy breathing sound coming by Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was overjoyed.

Finally, someone is there, God bless, every heroes and cliffs can harvest a martial arts cheats and pure and beautiful girls, what they need is just a person to take the handle!

"coax!"

"coax!"

The man made a low-pitched voice and didn't know why the sound was strange and familiar.

Mo Fan turned his head very hard and saw a pair of fluffy thick legs. The big feet without shoes looked like stones. The thick legs were more like a dark brown dirty pants. A bone axe hangs beside its waist, and there is blood on it. After being washed by the rain, the blood sewage drops down the sharpest position of the bone axe.

Mo Fan’s heart is a slap in the face, buying and selling the skin, what he wants is a big living person, the kind that can help him up, not the mountain man who will kneel down and take his life at any time! !

Is this also a retribution, he has destroyed a family's lair, and turned back to give himself such a big gift.

"Mountain brother, don't look at me, I can't move now, but I can still use a lot of magic. If you know each other, you will give me a little farther, or I will immediately rub your skin and rub it on the ground!" Mo Fan's evil Said.

"coax!"

"Hey!"

Like the words that can understand Mo Fan, the mountain people made a mocking sound similar to that of a wild boar.

"You give me a smile, anger is an arrow!"

Mo Fan was angry and squeezed an arrow with the air. The rain fell like a curtain. The position of the arrow was empty and the outline was clear.

"call out!!"

The anger arrow was quickly inserted into the back of the mountain, and the mountain man was still laughing. As a result, the laughter came to an abrupt end, and he looked at the space arrow punctured from the back of his head...

"boom!"

The mountain man fell to the side of Mo Fan, the plasma flowed out, and his face was just facing the face that Mofan could not lift.

"I can't move, I don't mean I can't use magic, silly fork!" Mo Fan shouted.

The mountain people did not completely die through, he looked at Mo Fan, but at the last moment of his life, he showed a strange expression.

Just as Mo Fanfei solved this mountain man's behavior, many footsteps came from all around, and then Mo Fan saw a pair of big bare feet stepping on the mud, and a heavy breathing sound followed.

God horse situation! !

I am not transmitting to the eighth hill, how come into the mountain people's nest, this group of people is not in the annual meeting!

"I am apologizing to you now, can you still have time? Shanren brother, you cheer up!" Mo Fan said to the face of the mountain man next to him.

In the next second, the mountain people had a glimpse of life, and they were completely devoid of life. They were afraid that they could not answer Mo Fan’s question.

Mo Fan couldn't help but laugh. Why didn't he change this temper? Why did he use his mind to put a hole in his head? He did not care about the dignity of a warrior.

Shaking his head, Mo Fan is determined to make a living from now on, even if it is facing the demon.

Yep? ?

The head can turn...

It's okay to turn around so that you can manipulate more air and lock your targets around you.

Damn, Lao Tzu and your savage are mad! !

Still want your own life, first give the old man a sin! !

"Tang, it’s inextricable!"

Before that, the clear arrows in the rain curtain emerged. With Mo Fan’s eyes, the precise and incomparable ones struck towards the surrounding mountains.

If you say that you are guilty of blasphemy, you must be guilty of blasphemy. Mofan delicately controls and pushes the arrow directly from the knee bones of the mountain people. He sees a blood flower in the dense rain spreading over the feet of each mountain person. The Shitoushan people just like the patrol of the mountain king, all on the ground! !

"kowtow!"

The arrow began to grow longer under the control of Mofan. It looked like a spear and arrow. At the moment when the mountains fell, the air spears slanted from their heads to the ground. The heads of the mountains are nailed to the muddy ground!

The legs are squatting, the body is bent sharply because the head is nailed to the ground, the blood is flowing, and it is melted in the rain. For a time, all the mountain people are fixed in this position like the specimen, surrounded by Mo Fan, the most The strange style of painting is that Mofan, who accepts this kind of death like a king, is actually almost in this position.

He started this position from the ground.

"Is there anyone?"

"Come on me!!"

"Where is it, here is it... there is no goblin in the mountains, come over and take the handle, I want to save the world, can't waste too much time here."

The **** smell is diffused, and it is easy to attract a large group of barbarian monsters.

Mo Fan’s skeleton has not recovered, and he can only salute with the surrounding mountain specimens.

The beasts that were attracted were also very familiar with the rules. They licked their corpses and did not commit crimes against Mo Fan. It was probably realized that this strange person was not easy to provoke.