National Online Games: I am really a mage

Mo Yan's attributes at this time are

: Name: Mo Yan

Level: 9 (Experience: 1670/2000

) Class: Mage

HP: 830/830

Mana: 380/380

Physical Damage: 166

Law Injury: 96 (Corpse King Scepter +20

) Physical Defense: 98 (Wind Chasing Boots +15) Law Defense: 53 (Wind Chasing Boots

+15

) Basic Attributes: Physique: 83, Spirit: 38

Skills: Fireball (1/5), Transposition (Non-Upgradeable)

Hidden Attributes: Talent Transformation.

Equipment: Corpse Emperor Rings, Corpse King Scepter, Wind Chasing Boots

Items: Teleportation Dan *2

Mo Yan's physical defense up to 98 points.

If cold-blooded and unarmed, even if you stand in place and let that cold-blooded attack, the other party will not be able to break the defense.

In the face of this kind of unbroken younger brother. What reason does Mo Yan have to escape?

It's over!

......

Those three minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

In the next second, behind the big tree in front of Mo Yan, a man in an official uniform walked out.

The man said coldly when he saw Mo Yan; "Player Mo Yan, I am the first-class head catcher of the Imperial City cold-blooded. You do not obey the king's law and kill wantonly.

"Now, it's up to me to arrest you, and I won't be able to catch you yet."

"You're talking too much nonsense!"

In the next second, a basketball-sized fireball appeared out of thin air in front of Mo Yan.

As soon as the fireball appeared, it quickly flew towards the cold blood.

"Be bold!"

Cold-blooded, his face turned cold, and he immediately roared.

A sword drawn out of his waist and slashed at the fireball.

In the next second, the two sides handed over, and a touch of purple flashed on the blade of the sword.

"Poof!" With a bang, the fireball was split in two and dissipated in the air.

Cold-blooded unscathed.

Mo Yan's eyes narrowed, looked at the cold-blooded sword, and muttered, "Demon-breaking weapon?" "

Demon-breaking weapons, as the name suggests, are weapons that can break magic.

Because he is a wanted object and a mage profession. That's why cold-bloodedness will bring a demon-breaking weapon.

It is precisely to better capture him.

"The player dares to resist, and the crime is increased by one. When I capture you, I will put you in heaven's prison. As

soon as the words fell, a purple light flashed on the cold-blooded body.

Then he turned into an afterimage and quickly approached Mo Yan.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Mo Yan.

The sword fell in his hand, and he used the sword as a sword, and a sword slashed at Mo Yan from top to bottom.

Seeing this, a magic staff suddenly appeared in Mo Yan's hand.

Then he lifted the staff with one hand and put it across his head.

"Bell!" With a sound, the sound of swords and staff intersecting came out.

The cold-blooded sword was firmly blocked.

Cold-blooded, originally cold face, suddenly changed.

There was a hint of shock in his eyes.

"How is that possible? Your strength..." Mo

Yan, a mage, actually blocked his eighty percent powerful blow with one hand.

It's not scientific!

Expect this to happen. Unless the other party's physical strength far exceeds his.

Otherwise, it would never have been possible.

But a mage wants to surpass him as a warrior in strength.

What about playing?

Seeing this, the corners of Mo Yan's mouth turned up: "Nothing impossible?" As

soon as the words fell, the right hand holding the staff suddenly exerted force.

In an instant, Cold Blood only felt a huge force rushing from the sword.

Under this irresistible force, the cold-blooded figure was forced to retreat.

The cold-blooded who was forced to retreat, the expression on his face could no longer be tightened, and his emotions were slightly out of control: "You... Your power is not right! You are not a mage?

Mo Yan shrugged and said, "I'm really a mage, but my physique is so much higher than yours!" "

Cold-blooded: .

"Okay, I won't play with you. The chat ends here..." As

soon as the words fell, Mo Yan held the magic staff and took the lead in attacking the cold blood.

After the collision just now, Mo Yan had already understood the strength of cold-bloodedness.

That being the case, it would be a waste of time to continue talking.

As for why he didn't use magic when holding a magic staff, it was mainly because Yang Xue was holding a demon-breaking weapon, and magic was useless to him.

On the contrary, it is not as practical as directly knocking the other party to death with a magic staff.

Seeing this, his face changed several times. Then the black-faced and Mo Yanzhan were together.

He doesn't believe it?

A warrior of his own, he can also let a mage compare in close combat.

Attributes are only one aspect, and the real battle depends on the combat experience.

He believes that with his years of experience in catching fast, how can players compare with him?

But this idea changed after fighting with Mo Yan.

Cold-blooded and sad to find that his proud combat experience was not as good as a mage player.

The more he fought with Mo Yan.

The more cold-blooded he began to doubt life.

The other party is simply the opponent he has seen since he started catching fast and does not play according to the routine.

It lasted only three minutes.

The amount of cold-blooded blood dropped to less than 40%.

Cold Blood's eyes showed a hint of panic at this time.

Then, a sword forced Mo Yan back.

Without hesitation, he turned around and fled into the distance.

Nima!

If you don't run away, you can't do it!

The other party is obviously a mage, but the attack is strong.

Every time the staff struck him, it would cause him a lot of damage.

The main thing is that the attack is strong, and the defense is still high.

His all-out blow slashed at the opponent, only forcibly deducting a few points of blood.

If it weren't for the weapon in his hand that increased his attack power, he wouldn't even be able to break the opponent's defense, it's just that!

Who can withstand this 1+1 minus?

If you fight again, it is not he who captures the other party, but the other party who captures him!

In this case, it is a fool who does not run!

Looking at the cold-blooded who fled into the distance, Mo Yan's eyes flashed.

In the next second, his body was shrouded in a blue light.

Then Mo Yan's figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had come not far in front of the cold-blooded.

"Come when you want, go when you want. Did I say yes? "

Mo Yan officially used the wind chasing boot's own skill space jump.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yan lifted the staff and hit it in cold blood again.

Cold-blooded, his face was ugly for a while.

But in the face of the attack Mo Yan, he had no choice but to fight.

After a minute, the cold-blooded blood volume dropped to less than 10%.

At this time, the cold-blooded eyes were red, and his face was fierce, and he gritted his teeth and took Mo Yan's stick hard, and then said with a fierce face: "You forced me, take my life." When

the words fell, the cold-blooded body was full of purple qi.

Mo Yan's magic staff knocked on the other party, and it was invalid.

Subsequently, the cold-blooded sword body was covered with a layer of purple aura.

An aura of horror and danger came from the sword.

Mo Yan's eyes showed a dignified expression.

This should be a life-saving skill at the bottom of the cold-blooded press, and the power is certainly extraordinary.

In the middle of the thought, the foot quickly retreated, widening the distance from the cold-blooded.

Then he looked at each other cautiously.

Cold blood accumulated for about three seconds, and then his red eyes suddenly looked at Mo Yan and roared:

"Die!" Pick me up and slay the devil!

As the words fell, a cold-blooded sword swept fiercely in the direction where Mo Yan was.

A purple sword qi instantly broke away from the sword body, turned into a purple crescent, and struck towards Mo Yan at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Mo Yan's pupils shrank.

He was surprised to find that he couldn't move at this time, and was locked in place by an inexplicable qi machine.

Mo Yan's heart instantly understood.

This demon slash turned out to be a locking technique.

The so-called locking technique is the behavior of locking on to a target, thereby limiting or interfering with the target.

Just like the current demon slash, it interfered with his escape, there was no possibility of dodging, and he could only hard connect.

Of course, Mo Yan was not afraid in his heart.

His strength is much stronger than cold-blooded, he has self-confidence, even if he takes this blow hard, it will not be good.

But can it not be hardwired, why hardwire?

If he had killed the black-hearted merchant, he might not have any way to do this locking technique.

But now, the situation is completely different.

Mo Yan looked at his skill bar, the skill that had just been obtained and had not yet been used - transposition.

Transposition Skill Book: Instantly swap positions with a target as far as the eye can see. Costs 50 mana, instantaneous, no cooldown, limited to three times a day. Just

try the effect of transposition.