The crimson Rose Flame and the brownish-red Calamity Fire merged together. The flames soared into the sky and poured down like rain? They were all vaporized into white gas.
Mo Fan's attack after being possessed by Little Flame Belle was the terrifying Meteorite Fist. It pierced through the air like a meteor, followed by brilliant, destructive sparks flying in all directions. However, after the forty-nine Stars had been strengthened, the flames unleashed when the Star Pattern was completed were even fiercer!
It was not the Nine Halls, nor was it the Meteorite Fist. Tiny fiery dragons could be seen crawling on Mo Fan's arm, as if the vivid lines on his arm were lunging out!
"Meteorite Fist!"
"Nine Fiery Dragons!"
The Fire Element exploded on Mo Fan's body. As the energy reached its limit, Mo Fan threw his right fist at the Flesh Mound Corpse Official with all his might!
As he punched out, flames exploded, and nine glaring Flame Flood Dragons gushed out from his arms. The roaring flames rolled up a huge sound that was like the roar of a Flood Dragon, shaking the entire street!!
The nine fiery dragons lunged forward, producing a long river of fire. The river of fire swept past the buildings on both sides, shattering the glass and windows due to the overwhelming energy.
The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was currently hovering in the air. Its bulging eyes were fixed on the crowd, as it was trying to create more skeleton citizens. Unexpectedly, boundless crimson flames and brownish-red flames surged out from the body of an inconspicuous Mage, followed by nine dazzling pillars of fire that shot straight at them!
"BOOM ~ ~ ~ ~"
The explosions overlapped with one another, resulting in a huge explosion. The fiery dragons slammed into the Flesh Mound Corpse Official's mountain-like body at the same time. The strong impact of the flames actually knocked the body of the Flesh Mound Corpse Official flying!
The flames exploded. The nine fiery dragons turned into hundreds of fiery tongues after colliding with the Flesh Mound Corpse Official. They danced wildly on the spacious street, forming a brighter and hotter river of fire that extended over a hundred meters!
Meanwhile, the Flesh Mound Corpse Official was hit in mid-air. Its body flew backward like a mountain ball, crushing the cars on the street and rolling several hundred meters away.
The flames were still burning fiercely on its body, especially on its belly that was hit. A burning hole had appeared on the Flesh Mound Corpse Official's belly, which was as thick as a mountain rock. Compared to the Flesh Mound Corpse Official, the wound was not as big, but it was enough to inflict great pain on the indestructible Flesh Mound Corpse Official!
Imperial Magician Zuo Feng beat his Wind Wings and turned around in astonishment.
Just a moment ago, the Flesh Mound Corpse Official flew half a meter above his head. The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was less than a hundred meters away from the crowd!
Zuo Feng turned to the young Shadow Magician in disbelief and saw the flames burning fiercely on his body …
This punch had sent the Flesh Mound Corpse Official flying???
That was a Commander-level creature! Most Intermediate Spells would not even leave a scratch on the Flesh Mound Corpse Official. How could the Intermediate Magician inflict such serious damage on it!?
"Fourth-tier Fiery Fist?"
Zuo Feng came back to his senses, but he quickly denied this inference.
Even though the fourth-tier Fiery Fist was fairly powerful, it was nowhere as shocking as the Nine Dragons Flying Together. It was no weaker than an Advanced Fire Spell!
"Zuo Feng, what are you waiting for? It's injured, quick, cast Mind Control!" yelled another Imperial Magician.
Zuo Feng finally collected his thoughts. The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was knocked flying by a single blow. Its head was spinning, and its stomach was injured. It was the perfect time to cast Mind Control. Even if he could only control it for a few seconds, he could still use its brute force to destroy the Phantom Generals nearby!
The two Advanced Magicians knew how to grab hold of the opportunity, using it to control the Flesh Mound Corpse Official instead.
The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was under Zuo Feng's control. It charged forward recklessly, heading in the opposite direction of the crowd. The Phantom Generals and skeletons following behind it suffered a devastating blow. The undead were crushed to death by the Flesh Mound Corpse Official!
The crisis was soon resolved. The crowd that was standing still immediately burst into cheers!
Regardless of whether they were relieved that they were still alive, or those who had just escaped from the jaws of death, they could no longer control their emotions after going from fear to despair to survival.
Meanwhile, the Magicians who were about to give up were staring at Mo Fan as if they were looking at a monster! P >
He had knocked a Commander-level undead flying with a single punch. What was he if not a monster?
On top of that, the river of flames along the street had burned countless zombies to death, eliminating the threat in this direction!
Intermediate Magician, was he really an Intermediate Magician!?
"What … what are you waiting for? You're tired of living, why aren't you running?" yelled Shorty, who was the first to react.
As a matter of fact, Shorty had just collected his thoughts too. He was utterly astonished.
He was a Magician who loved to learn everything. He had heard that Mo Fan, who had the Double Innate Elements, was quite outstanding, and had been selected as a candidate for the World College Tournament. To his surprise, the guy's violence was almost monstrous.
"My Heavens, a Commander-level undead … was the thing he knocked flying really a Corpse Official?" screamed a Magician.
The Magicians were split into two factions. One faction was like the person who had just attacked. "Gah! Gah! "screamed the Magicians.
The other faction was dumbfounded. They had yet to recover from the shock of the Flesh Mound Corpse Official's death when they witnessed the Intermediate Magician knocking the Commander-level undead flying.
Either the Magicians were screaming, or they were dumbfounded. Mo Fan's punch had struck deep into their hearts, leaving them unable to calm down for a long time!
…
The crowd finally made it past the dead end, and gathered on the pedestrian street on the opposite side.
A few dozen Magicians were setting up barriers to stop the undead from chasing after them. Meanwhile, there were quite a number of Magicians on the other side of the street too. They immediately extended their hands when they saw such a huge group of people fleeing toward them, helping the crowd to make it past the most terrifying place.
The crowd continued to move forward, and gradually split up into different streets and alleys. The area was not occupied by the undead yet, thus it would be easier for them to evacuate after making it past the dead end. Many people did not stop, and quickly headed toward the inner walls.
However, no one would forget the shocking sight of the young Magician in a black outfit unleashing a powerful punch!
At the zebra crossing on the dead end, Mo Fan was panting heavily. His face was slightly pale due to the excessive consumption of his energy, yet he did not show any sign of fatigue. Instead, he was grinning like an imperious CEO!
He swung his arms. They were slightly sore from holding the pose for too long …
Mo Fan almost burst out laughing when he sensed the power of the Meteorite Fist: Nine Dragons!
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