When Guan Heng heard that he had killed all his companions, the face of the ice magician suddenly changed. ◎        ?№            ?

"Who are you?" asked the magician sternly.

"Hmph, I have fought with you people who are in the Trident of Gods repeatedly. Do you want to know my true identity? I won't tell you." Guan Heng sneered: "Because a dying person... doesn't need to know any secrets."

"Damn it, look at my awesomeness." The ice magician waved his staff and shouted: "Lian Ice Archery--"

"Swish swish swish swish!" Seven and eight narrow ice arrows formed in an instant, attacking Guan Heng with a head-on look.

Guan Heng looked indifferent. He shook the evil-eyed sword in his hand, "Dangdang!" He slashed these ice arrows one by one, and ice scattered on the ground. Guan Heng sneered and said: "I advise you to use less pediatric tricks like this, otherwise you will be unable to escape death today."

"This guy is so difficult." The ice-type magician held the hand of the staff and trembled slightly, and he thought to himself: "It seems that it is very difficult to escape today. What should I do?"

"Oh, by the way." Guan Heng suddenly laughed, then came out the metal cylinder. He released the flying winged poison dragon and said to it: "Big guy, is that magician on the other side?"

"He uses ice magic. Today I want to give you a live teaching of ice magic." Guan Heng said with a smile: "You will carefully observe this magician later and see how he gathers ice elements."

Guan Heng continued to say to the poisonous dragon: "You must know that the frozen energy in your body is obtained after refining the Ice Soul Beetle. The ice power is very limited. You have to learn how to condense more ice-type elements in the air so that you can use more advanced ice-type magic."

Hearing this, the flying winged poison dragon nodded slowly. It looked very happy when it looked at the ice magician.

After seeing the tall, burly and ferocious flying poison dragon, the magician opposite couldn't help but take a breath, but then he showed anger and anger. The ice-type magician roared in a low voice: "Damn it, do you really think you're going to be able to take me?"

"Intermediate ice magic - Ice cone rain!" The magician shouted loudly: "Try my trick."

In an instant, a large number of ice elements gathered around the magician's staff. At this time, Guan Heng held his shoulder and said to the flying winged poison dragon: "Do you see clearly how he gathered ice elements?"

"Aowu." The flying winged poisonous dragon nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, the magician's ice cone had condensed. Suddenly, a large number of sharp ice cones in the radius of more than ten meters in the air were suddenly formed. The hideous magician roared. §   ??     "Go to die!"

The sound of "huh huh" is endless, and the overwhelming rain of ice cones rushes to Guan Heng and the flying winged poison dragon.

"Poison Dragon, it's up to you!" Guan Heng smiled lightly and said, "Look at the power of these magical powers formed by authentic ice elements. What's the difference between you and your own frozen air."

"Aoaoao--" The flying winged poisonous dragon suddenly roared wildly, spreading its wings on its back, barely blocking Guan Heng. The ice cones all hit the poisonous dragon's body and wings. Although the pain was extremely unbearable, the flying winged poisonous dragon did not retreat. Its eyes showed a look of excitement and surprise, and it had already felt something in its heart!

The ice magician opposite looked at the scene, making the boy so angry that his eyes were dark and his whole body trembled: "You two gangsters actually took my magic attack as if nothing was wrong, which is outrageous!"

But the Ice Cone Rain was already the strongest move of this magician. Seeing that he failed to do anything, he suddenly felt timid.

The panicked magician's heart turned like lightning: "No, it will be a big disaster to stay here, so I have to escape quickly." Thinking of this, he glanced at the second floor window that Guan Heng had just broken, seized the opportunity and rushed over, and then jumped down the window.

"Want to run away? Poison Dragon, let's chase." Guan Heng shouted, and then followed the broken window.

By the way, this ice magician was really good. He jumped down from the second floor and did not break his leg. In a hurry, he jumped to the near the stable and took a horse and turned over.

"Go...bang!" As he shouted anxiously, the magician knocked the horse's buttocks hard. The horse suddenly flew over with four hooves and ran straight away.

"That's great!" The magician was secretly happy: "As long as this horse runs out of the ground with an arrow, I can escape safely."

Who knew that at this moment, a huge and burly figure hit the ground and barely stopped the galloping horse. "Huh!" It waved its hand and punched.

"Bang--Crash!" The one who took action was the flying winged poison dragon. The frozen fist that was wrapped in cold air hit the horse's head without bias. Half of the body of the galloping horse instantly covered a large ice layer.

"Swish!" The magician's feet were also frozen with the saddle. The galloping horse lying down screamed in pain, directly crushing the magician underneath!

There was a crisp crack sound, and the magician's legs were crushed to pieces in an instant. The boy's eyes turned pale and he screamed and wailed: "Oh, it hurts so much!"

Guan Heng walked over calmly at this time, stretched out his hand to grab the letters that the magician had put in his arms: "I didn't forget to take these things away when I was escaping. It seems that they are very important."

At a glance, Guan Hengxun glanced at the contents of the letters. It was now all the secret orders of the Trident of the Gods who mobilized the killers' peripheral organizations in recent times, so that they could gather and stand by secretly near the venue where the three powerful countries held magic martial arts conferences this year.

"Haha, it seems that the guys from the God-Slaying Trident are planning to do something earth-shaking at the martial arts competition. They should want to make a big fuss." Guan Heng murmured to himself, glanced at the magician with sweaty face in pain, and he said casually: "Hey, do you want to die? Or live?"

"What you said is simply nonsense. If you can survive, who would have thought about death?" The magician's legs were already broken at this time. He was sweating profusely and said dejectedly: "If you want to kill me, just give me some fun, so as to save me from such fragmentary torture."

"I have no interest in killing you, but..." Guan Heng smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth: "I have seen some value in you boy."

"What does it mean?" The magician's heart was pounding at this moment. He had a premonition that the other party did not seem to want to kill him immediately.
Chapter completed!