Rebirth of the strongest magic chef

Chapter 304
The long sword came out of his hand and hit the second young master Qingming accurately.

The latter's hand holding the staff stayed in the air, and the whole person remained motionless.

The long sword returned to his hand in an instant, snowflakes fell, and the chill spread. Even if Qingming was an ice mage, he was condensed into a huge ice cube.

In the ice, he blinked slightly, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

As long as the 2 seconds pass, his next skill will definitely kill the person in front of him without any suspense.

And relying on his magic shield that can absorb tens of thousands of blood, he can completely withstand Jiang Yan's output, which is less than half a set of equipment.

However he was wrong.

Holding the sword in both hands, Jiang Yan swung it crazily. The long sword stabbed out like a phantom, and five swords fell on him in the blink of an eye.

The first sword, "-4381!" Qingming was slightly startled.

The second sword, "-3367!" Qingming's expression softened slightly.

The third sword, "-3081!" The shield was broken, Seimei's expression changed drastically!

The fourth sword, "-9024!" Qingming's eyes widened with disbelief.

Before the fifth sword fell, he fell down softly and turned into a white light rising up.

A gleaming Zihua wristband fell to the ground, and Jiang Yan could tell at a glance that it was a good epic weapon.

Normally, it would naturally go to the backpack, but at this time, he could only pretend not to see it, and let a player quickly step forward and lean over to pick it up.

Qingqian and Tianya applauded from behind, while in front of him, thousands of players from Qingmei Villa watched this scene silently.

The second son, Qingming, is not an unknown person, even among the army commanders in Qingmei Villa, his strength is second to none, ranking among the best.

At this time, he was wearing nearly a full set of equipment, as many as twelve pieces, but was killed by a swordsman wearing only four pieces of equipment, which is really a shame to Qingmei Villa.

Soon, one after another angry eyes mixed with hatred looked over.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will feel like needles on the back, and the whole body will be uncomfortable.

Jiang Yan swept the crowd away, and said without fear, "Who else is there?"

Wherever their eyes passed, the players of Qingmei Villa did not dare to look at him.

Even the second son, Qingming, was defeated. Even though they were all top players in Qingmei Villa, they had no chance of winning.

"Boss Fan, you go." Young Master Qingmei said coldly.

A sorcerer with the ID name of Cu Cha Dan Fan stepped forward and looked at Jiang Yan with an unkind expression.

There were inches of purple flowers all over his body. Jiang Yan took a quick look and found that there were at least seven or eight epic weapons on his body. The attack power might not be less than one thousand five or six hundred points. He was still a fire mage known for his explosions. No wonder it is so unscrupulous.

"Other than Mr. Qingmei, the strongest thing in Qingmei Villa is Ice and Fire Twin Stars. The ice star is the second son, Qingming, and Huo Huo is this simple food. Even Mr. Qingmei, they all match each other with food." Tianya lowered his voice and said.

"It turned out to be a well-known low tea and light meal. Qingmei Villa really thinks highly of me, a disabled person." Jiang Yan laughed.

"Your lemon popsicles were No.1 in Yinyue in the past, No. [-] in the heavenly rankings. Although you are famous for a little food, but you are in Ice City, you are far away from a great god like you." Young Master Qingmei said.

What he said was an understatement, invisibly elevating Jiang Yan's strength and status, but it meant that Jiang Yan was stronger.

The expression of the players in Qingmei Mountain Villa changed. Although the name of lemon popsicles is resounding throughout the destiny, that is already in the past tense. Now he has only four pieces of equipment in his body, not even half of them, and the weapons are still golden weapons , as he himself said, is a crippled person.

Even if you win against him today and spread the word, your reputation will not be good. A victor without martial arts will definitely not be able to escape.

And when Mr. Qingmei waved his hand, a holy priest stepped forward and cast a resurrection spell on the simple food, commotion immediately arose.

What's more, Qingmei Villa is also the number one guild in Ice City, a big force that will rule the roost in the destiny in the future, but now it can't even afford to lose, and it still needs to use resurrection, which is really a bit humiliating.

Of course, there are some players who are in favor of it. After all, it is not a life-and-death contest, and there is no need to kill the opponent to lose experience, level, or even explode equipment.

Young Master Qingmei soon came to his senses, and when his expression moved, the holy priest also cast a resurrection technique on Jiang Yan.

He was disdainful in his heart, but thanked him on his face, and looked at the plain food, "Let's get started!"

"I don't care what level you are, what equipment you have, I only need one move to kill you!" the rough tea finally spoke, and said domineeringly.

"As expected of being the vice president of Qingmei Villa, my lemon popsicle is waiting for your trick." Jiang Yan said helplessly.

Following the order of a green plum player, the simple and light food immediately waved the staff, and the dots of fire lighted up, and soon formed a prairie fire, and a raging fire was born on the huge ice field.

The endless sea of ​​fire will occupy all directions, and the simple food is in the center of the sea of ​​fire, with a look of victory on his face.

As long as this endless sea of ​​fire spreads and protects his whole body, he will be invincible.

Immediately afterwards, he held the stick in both hands, closed his eyes slightly, and prayed devoutly.

There were waves of fluctuations in the air, and the power of the elements was affecting the void. He muttered in a low voice, obviously holding back some large-scale spells.

Not far away, Jiang Yan wandered around the sea of ​​flames, seemingly hesitating.

From the perspective of the players in Qingmei Villa, Jiang Yan has already lost.

The sea of ​​flames is endless on all sides, and the damage is ridiculously high. As long as you rush into the sea of ​​flames, you will suffer from the burning flames. Those who are weak may be burned to death before rushing into the sea of ​​flames.

Even if he could fight against the sea of ​​flames, as long as he canceled the large-scale spells in time with a simple meal, the fire snake technique or even the instant fireball technique alone would be enough to consume Jiang Yan to death.

And once the large-scale spells were condensed, Jiang Yan would die without a place to die if one move fell.

"What about No.1? As soon as the vice president comes out, he is like a headless fly. He can only stare blankly, waiting to die." Someone sneered.

But there were also people who expressed concern, "If the vice president wins this round, the opponent may be shallow in the third round. That legendary outfit."

Having said that, the players around were a little worried, and some whispered: "Do you think the president can beat Qingqian?"

All the people looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't say anything, but their hearts were like a mirror.

Qingqian's appeal and attention in Tianming is much higher than that of Jiang Yan, and the battle videos about goddesses can be seen every day on the forum.

Who doesn't know that this cute looking little beauty is not weaker than the current top players in terms of combat ability, and with a legendary outfit, maybe even Mr. Qingmei may not be an opponent.

All this took only a few breaths, and the surrounding ice and snow suddenly dissipated, as did the chill from the glacier.

Raising the staff of the simple tea and light food, pointing to the sky, shouted: "Meteorites are falling from the sky!"

The pitch-black sky seemed to be torn apart, and a huge meteorite slowly emerged. Flames blazed, wrapped around the meteorite, and turned into a straight line, blasting down at high speed!
"The top skill of the four-time advanced mage - meteorite falling from the sky!" some players exclaimed.

This spell is the most powerful output skill of the fire mage, and its attack power is beyond doubt. It is said to be the strongest, highest and most explosive skill that players can learn in the guild at the moment!
A fall of fire is enough to destroy hundreds of players!
The only flaw is that the chanting time of this spell is too long, and it is only frequently used in large-scale team battles, or garrison battles, and city battles, and sometimes it can have unexpected effects.

All the green plum players present had no doubt that as long as the fireball fell, Jiang Yan would surely die.

This is not low-level spells such as Fireball and Fire Snake. Meteorite is a top-level skill that can lock the target within a certain range.

In the arena, Jiang Yan stood quietly, motionless, as if he had been petrified.

From the perspective of the players in the Ome guild, they knew that they must die, so they simply gave up resisting and waited for death.

No one would find it strange, even if they were themselves, they would most likely give up unnecessary resistance, simply suffer death, and have a good time.

Jiang Yan moved, he put his hand to his forehead, looked at the meteorite that was dazzling like a red sun, and murmured: "It's really big."

After saying that, he pulled out the Qinghong sword from his waist with one hand, held the hilt with both hands, and swung it casually at the moment when the meteorite was about to approach his body.

The tiny white sword light was like a firefly, but at this moment it blocked the descent of the huge meteorite. In the shock of everyone, the flaming meteorite rolled back faster than when it came, The goal is just plain food!
However, the green plum players around who had a rough meal showed a look of horror. Someone yelled, and a group of people ran away in all directions.

It's just that no matter how fast they are, they are faster than the speed of meteorites?

Jiang Yan saw a line of fire rewinding and falling into Qingmei Villa.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, followed by a huge roar, followed by a volcanic eruption, the flames swam like dragons and snakes, and the fire splashed everywhere!
One after another white light rose into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of white lights rose up, stretching across the sky, which is extremely spectacular!

Everyone was stunned!

Even Jiang Yan touched his chin and said with emotion: "This output is several times stronger than my swordsman's five-strike combo. If you count the power and explosion effect, it is really ten times, a hundred times stronger!"

When the last ray of flames dissipated, a huge vacuum area appeared in the Ome Villa, and the ice field collapsed deeply, forming a deep pit several feet in which there was no Ome player.

After waiting for a while, some players who had blessed the resurrection technique regrouped and looked around with solemn expressions.

Young Master Qingmei's face was full of frost. Under this blow, at least 100 Qingmei players died and all returned to the Ice City.

The revived hustle and bustle roared angrily, and with an order, hundreds of green plum players stepped forward with weapons in their hands, their eyes bursting with rage.

If the rough tea and light food adopt the same tactics as the second son Qingming, Jiang Yan may still have some difficulty in winning, and may even fail.

But under his arrogance, he actually wanted to kill Jiang Yan with one move, or use the most powerful move, which must be his own destruction.

Jiang Yan only needs to wait for the success of the simple tea and light rice spell, and the successful release of the counterattack of the gods is enough to kill this person easily.

Seeing a group of Qingmei players approaching, Jiang Yan sneered and said, "Why, the rules of Qingmei Villa are farting? Two wins in three rounds, can you afford to lose?"

(End of this chapter)