"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" Hearing this, the flying winged poisonous dragon was filled with grief and anger, and kept roaring, hoping to tear the enemy in front of it into pieces!

"Have you talked enough nonsense?" Guan Heng hugged his shoulder and sneered: "Because this is a personal grudge between you, I will not interfere. If you want to break up with the Flying Winged Dragon, go to a spacious place. 8? No. 1 Middle School? Wen? Network?

"Hmph, whatever." Lin Lang was cunning and saw that Guan Heng was not weak. He thought that this person and the Flying Winged Dragon would be a problem, but Guan Heng took the initiative to ask them to fight alone, which was exactly what Lin Lang wanted.

A few seconds later, a fierce battle in the garden in the mansion began in an instant.

It is true that Lin Lang is a magician, but he also needs to add the word "fight" before him. The profession of combat magicians is different from ordinary magicians because in addition to being proficient in magic, their melee combat level is also first-class.

Compared with the two professions of warrior and swordsman, there is no difference between combat magicians except that they cannot use fighting qi and body refining techniques. So Lin Lang started to fight and dared to directly fight the flying winged poison dragon.

"Swish!" During the fight, Lin Lang's black staff trembled slightly, and a sharp blade more than two feet long popped up. This time, he could not only use magic attacks, but also use them as a spear.

The sharp blade stick in Lin Lang's palm flashed coldly, and the moves were always the key to the opponent. "Swish!" As soon as the flying winged poison dragon avoided the slaughter, Lin Lang suddenly sneered: "Serial wind blade, slash!"

In an instant, the wind elements around the dark staff suddenly gathered, and instantly condensed into several wind blades, which swept across the belly of the flying winged dragon.

"Puff!" Two narrow and long wounds suddenly spewed out red mist, and the flying winged poison dragon roared angrily when it was injured, and Dongdongdong took three steps in succession.

"Haha, I succeeded." Lin Lang's blow worked and he was very proud, almost laughing wildly. Unexpectedly, the poisonous dragon endured the severe pain at this time, with anger and swung a heavy punch with an ice blue color.

"Bang!" The frozen fist containing unparalleled power hit Lin Lang's shoulder without any bias, causing him to uch a moment, and almost threw away his dark staff.

At this moment, the flying winged poison dragon took advantage of the gap and sprayed a ball of frozen mist at the bleeding wound, and stopped the blood in an instant. Then, one after another, the frozen fists hit Lin Lang like crazy, and the poison dragon poured all his grief and anger on the attacks.

"Uhhhhh!" Lin Lang let out a long series of screams, his whole body was frozen and frozen. "Bang!" The last frozen fist that had been punched hard on Lin Lang's head. With a crisp sound, it was immediately beaten into ice powder.

"Wuwuwuwu--" A black mist suddenly burst out from the frozen corpse of Lin Lang, which was the ghost undead formed in an instant.

Guan Heng sneered and showed the ghost-swallowing beast and said, "Hmph, just check the information about your accomplices."

"Fifty kilometers north of Dillado City, Red Eagle Mercenary Group." Guan Heng searched Lin Lang's ghost memory and murmured to himself: "The leader of the regiment, Ke Wen, is about fifty years old, a high-level combat magician, a member of the mercenary group, forty-five people."

"Poison Dragon, it seems that these are all your enemies." Guan Heng said to the flying winged Poison Dragon: "Let's go out, let all the grudges be settled tonight."

The flying winged dragon nodded heavily, and suddenly flew into the sky with Guan Heng, flying straight towards the base of the Red Eagle Mercenary Group outside the city.

A moment later, dozens of fireballs suddenly appeared above the tent outside the tent of the Red Eagle Mercenary Group, "Wow, slap!" The fireball fell and the flames immediately rose up.

"It's on fire! Everyone, run out!" In the tent, someone shouted first, and then, "Swoosh!" Dozens of black shadows hurriedly ran outside the tent.

"Aowuwu, huh--" The flying winged poisonous dragon, who had been waiting outside, sprayed a venomous fog at the magicians of the mercenary group. Before these people could draw out their staff to defend themselves, they were frozen into huge ice in a flash.

There were at least thirty people who were hit by the frozen fog. The other magicians were very good at using houses, magic or scrolls, barely blocking this strong and cold storm.

"It's not a fire, it's an enemy attack!" A majestic voice suddenly shouted: "The remaining people immediately form a formation and counterattack!"

"Yes, Lord Commander." Hearing the command of this voice, the dozen magicians who were lucky enough not to be frozen immediately agreed. They waved their staff, "Swish swish swish swish!" In an instant, magic attacks such as fireballs, fire waves, ice cones and wind blades attacked one after another, and the flying winged dragon that had just shown its fierce power.

It was soon after that, Guan Heng, who was beside the flying winged poisonous dragon, suddenly gathered fire elements. A flaming immortal bird reflected by dark fire flapping its wings and flew straight towards the overwhelming magic attack!

"Boom--" Two huge magic energy suddenly surged, and the winner was decided in an instant. The flaming immortal bird devoured all the magic elements, and the remaining momentum was gone, and it rushed towards the magicians again.

"Wow, ah, ah," more than a dozen magicians were burned to death and rolled on the ground. At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the magicians.

"Captain, save me..." A magician who was burned black all over by fire suddenly reached out and grabbed the other party's robe: "Please..."

"Hmph, my mercenary group does not need useless waste, you should die." The tall figure, the leader of the Red Eagle Mercenary Group, suddenly poked out the knife and stick in his hand and suddenly passed through the other party's neck and voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you are so cruel to your subordinates." Guan Heng shook his head slowly when he saw this scene: "You are really cruel."

"What's the use of me wanting these half-dead wastes?" Ko Wen said indifferently: "As long as you have money, you can recruit another group of loyal people who work hard for me."

At this time, Ke Wen looked at Guan Heng, and his eyes burst into cold light: "Can I ask, why did you attack my mercenary group?"

"Sorry, I'm not the protagonist of revenge today." Guan Heng shrugged his shoulders, and then pointed at the flying winged poison dragon beside him with his thumb: "It's it to find you to calculate the old debt of the genocide."

"It's you?! Flying Winged Poison Dragon..." Ke Wen understood the whole story in an instant: "It turned out that you, the remaining dead, came to seek revenge on me."

"It's great. I've killed countless people in my life and hunted countless monsters." Ke Wen said slowly: "Since you dare to come to seek revenge on me, I'll go ahead and come on."

"Roar... Aww..." The flying winged dragon turned his head and screamed at Guan Heng twice. Guan Heng nodded: "I understand, this is your own revenge. The little monkeys and I are here to cheer for you, and we will never take action without authorization."
Chapter completed!