Chapter 939

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When the Blue Deacon saw the fiery wyrm flying towards him, he casually pushed his palm forward and a thick ice wall appeared in front of him.

The ferocious Meteorite Fist collided with the thick wall of ice and immediately dissipated. It was unable to penetrate the defense!

"Silent Deadly Bolt!"

Mo Fan cast his Lightning Element once again. The lightning beam turned into a black wave of death and struck the wall of ice fiercely.

The blurry figure behind the wall of ice suddenly flickered. It seemed like the deadly bolt had only hit an afterimage instead of the detestable Blue Deacon.

The guy's mocking laughter was still echoing in the air. Mo Fan scanned his surroundings and suddenly discovered a few ice walls around him. The ice walls were reflecting light like mirrors, and a few dozen Blue Deacons were approaching Mo Fan. Their pointy faces were wearing cruel and eerie grins!

Mo Fan threw a Fiery Fist into the ground, summoning nine fiery pillars, trying to shatter the ice mirrors nearby.

However, Mo Fan soon realized that the damage of his Fire Element was significantly weaker than usual. It felt like the 2.5x amplification of the Soul Seed was at least halved. The ice walls that were supposed to be easy to shatter were struggling to break through!

"A Domain?" Mo Fan frowned.

The man's Ice Domain had weakened Mo Fan's Fire Element by at least forty percent. No wonder his full-force Meteorite Fist was unable to shatter the defense that the man had formed with a casual wave of his hand.

The Blue Deacon was approaching Mo Fan. His sunken eyes were filled with a mocking grin. Mo Fan was under great pressure when he was being stared at by more than ten pairs of eyes!

"Nyx Regime!"

Mo Fan immediately cast a Shadow Spell when he realized that the man was most likely a Psychic Magician.

The man's eyes were filled with fear. The fear in his heart was magnified when he was being stared at by so many pairs of eyes. The best way to deal with it was to hide in the darkness, so the man would not be able to find him.

"It's useless, such tricks are useless against me …"

The Blue Deacon appeared behind Mo Fan. Several ice chains with sharp spikes at the front flew at Mo Fan. He was planning to use the chains to lift Mo Fan up!

The Ice Pointed Chain was extremely fast. In a flash, it completely pierced through Mo Fan's body.

However, as soon as the Ice Chain came into contact with Mo Fan, he turned into a faint shadow and vanished into thin air like a puff of black smoke.

"Interesting. Not bad at dodging!" The Blue Chief smirked, revealing a row of yellow teeth.

As he was speaking, he suddenly turned to the side. His eyes passed through the darkness and stared right into Mo Fan's eyes!

A streak of light flew over from that direction. Long electric arcs danced in the air like whips and snakes as they struck the blue-clothed deacon's body.

An ice armor appeared in front of the blue-clothed deacon. The armor protected him from the whips of the lightning.

"Show yourself!" the Blue Deacon yelled angrily.

A few ice blades spun around the Blue Deacon. As the Blue Deacon strengthened his will, more ice blades appeared around him, howling fiercely.

The range of the ice blades grew larger as they moved. The cars that were smashed into smithereens were easily shredded into pieces.

Mo Fan's Nyx Regime area was soon filled with the terrifying dancing ice blades. If he were to stand there for a few more seconds under the spell, not even his bones would be left! Translator: XephiZ Editor: DOCuinn

Mo Fan could feel the threat of the wild ice blades. He did not dare to stay any longer in his Dark Domain.

He hurriedly ran away, but the ice blade dance was still sweeping and chasing after him …

The dancing ice blades were destroying everything in their path. Not a single intact object could be seen in their path. The cars on the street were turned into smithereens. The buildings on both sides of the street were crushed into fine sand. If it weren't for the hailstorm that drove most of the people on the street away, hundreds of people would have died in the blink of an eye.

Mo Fan used the Blood Tabi and Evading Shadow at the same time to barely escape the attack range of the Ice Blade Dance.

When he turned around, it was as if the entire street had disappeared. The place was now covered in dust and debris. Mo Fan gasped!

This Blue Deacon that was trying to kill him was utterly terrifying!

"Mo Fan, we have to run, we are no match for him!" yelled Zhao Manting.

The man was too strong. Advanced Magicians like them did not even know how to lend a hand, and the man's random spells were enough to send them running for their lives. The difference in strength was too great in a battle like this. Staying alive was the most important thing!

Mo Fan was not the kind of person who could not adapt to the situation. Salan was being serious. The person that he had sent to kill him was terrifyingly strong. If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation had improved significantly recently, he would have been killed by the pointy-faced deacon in a matter of minutes!

"Who's there, trying to commit murder on the streets of New York!?"

The furious roar of a middle-aged man came from the distance.

The man was wearing a black and golden outfit, with a pair of Magical Wings on his back. He stopped at the end of the street and locked his gaze onto the Blue Deacon.

Black and golden, the symbol of a Sacred Hall Magician!

Zhao Manting, Jiang Shaoxu, and Jiang Yu let out relieved sighs when they saw the Sacred Hall Magician showing up in time.

If they were any later, they would have lost their lives. This Ice Magician was extremely terrifying!

"Mind your own business. Die!" The blue-robed deacon's voice was still filled with disdain.

His eyes emitted a strange flicker as he fired a mental attack at the Sacred Hall Magician from a great distance away.

The Sacred Hall Magician was astounded. He was about to react when his mind was in a mess. He could not even cast a basic spell.

The Blue Deacon raised his hand. An ice block the size of half a mountain fell from the sky above the Sacred Hall Magician's head!

The ice that was halfway up the mountain was as thick as a building. The Sacred Hall Mage would not be able to put up any resistance if it plunged into the head of the Sacred Hall Mage …

"Telekinesis!"

In the nick of time, Mo Fan grabbed at the Sacred Hall Magician and dragged him away while he was still in a daze.

BANG! The ice block the size of a building fell into the ground and sank more than ten meters into the ground. The street was covered in cracks!

It took the Sacred Hall Magician some time to recover from his daze. He began to tremble when he saw the terrifying sight ahead of him.

If it wasn't for the Spatial Force that saved him, he would have been plunged into the ground just now.

As a Sacred Hall Magician, he never thought the person that was wreaking havoc on the street would be so strong.

"Whoosh ~ whoosh ~"

A purple whirlwind came from another alley and stopped in front of Mo Fan.

Mo Fan glanced at the person's outfit. It was also black and gold. He was most likely a Wind Magician with a Purple Wind Seed. Judging from his aura, the person was a lot stronger than the one that almost died.

"It's your first time patrolling, and you've already stumbled into such a strong opponent … I'll handle it, protect the innocent people," the Sacred Hall Magician said.

The Sacred Hall Magician of the Purple Wind Magician stepped forward and stared at the Blue Deacon of the Ice Hall.

Purple gusts of wind continued to circulate in the surroundings. They seemed to be in a disorderly pattern, yet they formed a cycle that kept growing stronger. The wind kept pushing the gusts of wind forward, leaving more and more trails behind …

"Purple Wind Domain … humph!" the Blue Deacon of the Ice Hall harrumphed coldly.

The Sacred Hall Magicians had arrived a lot faster than he had imagined, especially the guy that was able to control the purple gusts of wind.

He was not afraid of the Sacred Hall Magician, but he had to consider the fact that he was currently in the territory of the Sacred Hall of Liberty. If some Super Magician that had nothing better to do suddenly showed up, it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed!

"I'm not happy that I didn't manage to kill a lot of people today. However, I'll surely make up for my dissatisfaction next time! "the Blue Deacon of the Ice Hall did not panic.

The purple gusts of wind had already wrapped around him, but huge hailstones suddenly poured down from the sky.

The hailstones were so dense that the Blue Deacon's figure blurred.

The Purple Wind Sacred Hall Magicians were about to launch their attacks when the Blue Deacon had already disappeared amid the hailstones …

The hailstones stopped falling, and the temperature gradually returned to normal. The Purple Wind Sacred Hall Magicians scanned their surroundings. Some time later, when they were sure that the man's presence had left, they picked up the communication device and murmured softly.

The first thing they had to do was to report the incident to the Sacred Hall of Liberty immediately. The street had been severely damaged, and they had no idea how many people were injured.

"Advisor, aren't you going to keep him here?" the Sacred Hall Magician with the Wings asked softly.

"I can't keep him here," the Purple Wind Sacred Hall Magician turned around and looked at Mo Fan, who was covered in blood.

It was obvious that the young man was the culprit's target. To the Purple Wind Sacred Hall Magician's surprise, the culprit's outstanding strength and Domain did not kill the young man in a short period of time. The young man's strength was nothing ordinary!

"Are you a representative of China's national team?" the Purple Wind Sacred Hall Magician asked.

"Mm," Mo Fan nodded.

"I saw your duel in the afternoon. Who was that guy? Why did he want to kill you?" the Purple Wind Sacred Hall Magician asked.

"He's from the Black Vatican. I have a grudge against them. Let's not talk about it for now. Hurry up and bring him to the hospital," Mo Fan blurted out when he saw that the two were able to fly.

"Your injuries aren't light, either."

"I'm fine," Mo Fan's body was unique. The injuries were not fatal.

"The Sacred Hall Magicians will look into it, but I believe the guy will find another chance to kill you. You should be careful," the Purple Wind Sacred Hall Magician said.

"He dared to make a move less than five kilometers away from your Sacred Hall of Liberty. I don't think it's any use being careful," Mo Fan said.

"It's almost 515. I hope I can continue to challenge the 515 Red Envelope Ranking. On May 15th, the Red Envelope Rain will be able to reward the readers and promote my work. Being together is also a sign of love, I'll do my best! "