The Eight Magical Techniques Integrate into the Spells and Return to Battle

Xia Youjie turned to Han Han and said, "Han, you go first, go to the music classroom to find Riko."

Han Han turned around and left, "Ah, then leave it to you." He knew that the old man was beaten quite badly in the original play.

The killer who appeared in front was initially prepared for one-to-many, and when he saw one person leaving, he showed a cruel smile.

Xia Youjie was also about to start the spell, and a black hole appeared at his feet, from which two identical one-eyed spell spirits popped out.

The previous scene made the old man's eyes freeze, "There is no medium, and the spell power is different from that of a sorcerer." "

Could it be ..... Spell Exercises. "

That's right," Xia Youjie said sarcastically, "It seems that you didn't live in vain at this age." The

old man replied without showing any relency: "No, there is no need for people to live long. After all, the longer you live, the more money it costs.

While replying to Xia Youjie, he recalled Xia Youjie's spell analysis of his technique just now, "His technique is above me, but the warlock's way of thinking is the same as that of the Shishen Envoy.

"And he's just a young man, and I know what he thinks very well." Sensing

Xia Youjie's retreating movements, "Sure enough, this type usually doesn't hit the front, and it's definitely not good at hand-to-hand combat."

"And he also decided that I, the god envoy, would not approach him."

"I hate hand-to-hand combat and don't beware of hand-to-hand combat."

"It's easy to kill him."

Thinking of this, the old man's face was full of murderous intent, and the corners of his mouth reached the back of his head.

Xia Youjie saw the old man's wanton smile, "You seem to think a lot, it's pointless."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his right hand, and a black hole appeared behind him, and a maggot-like spell spirit came out of it, opened its blood basin and bit into the killer.

The killer was instantly dumbfounded, "What, did you release those two just so that I couldn't guess this wave of offensive at the beginning?"

When the smoke cleared and the corridor was instantly filled, Xia Youjie turned around confidently, "Okay, there is one left."

The next second, his eyes widened, the window behind him was shattered, and an old man appeared, his hands crossed in front of him, his legs curled up.

He exclaimed excitedly, "You're dead." Only

the scene in front of him changed, and a brown earth dog appeared in front of him, its tail wagging constantly.

The moment the killer saw this earth dog, he turned into a young man, he hugged the dog and said excitedly: "Tasuke, are you Tasuke?"

He seems to return to his tragic past, "parents were only willing to invest money and time in a good brother."

"I hate being able to see things that others can't, and Tasuke is the only friend who is willing to accept me completely."

The young man sat on the steps full of fallen leaves, and only a dog jumped up to the young man, "Long time no see, 50 years no see."

"Tasuke, since you died..."

The scene returned to the corridor where the battle had just been raging, Xia Youjie backhanded down the dagger in the old man's hand, and then punched the killer in the face, his glasses fell off, and his figure retreated. Xia Youjie grabbed the old man's hand and pulled it back, punched the nosebleed, then punched several times in the chest, and the last punch hit the chin.

At this time, the old man leaned against the wall, slowly slipped down, and muttered in his mouth, "You actually calculated me."

Xia Youjie on the other side replied: "Yes, you have been trying to get close to me." "