Full-time mage: Master Kunlun Demon Lord

Chapter 200: Defeat the United States National Pavilion. What a black pepper and a blue-clad executioner. It was instantly defeated!

"Why did we just come today and before we challenge, there is already a cross behind the national flag?" someone asked, pointing to the national flag belonging to China.

Ferome took a look and said, "Maybe the captain knew you were coming and just filled in. He doesn't want to waste time with a team like yours."

Facing such an arrogant American national team, no one will be angry. Now, the best way is to go to the ring with them and give them a good meal.

The captain of the U.S. National Pavilion is Boblin. His proposal is to determine the outcome in one round, a 5v5 team battle.

Everyone discussed who would go on the field to win against the Americans.

The two sides stepped onto the battlefield. The main output of the Chinese team was Mo Fan, and Zhao Manyan cooperated with him to defend without blind spots.

Mu Nujiao adds control, Summoning Jiang Yu can contain it, and finally Nan Rong Ni, the nanny.

A very comprehensive team, with output, defense, control and blood recovery.

Substitutes Guan Yu and Mu Tingying wanted to play, but Ai Jiangtu refused.

The U.S. National Pavilion is very strong, and they were deliberately humiliating them before. This game must be won.

To be on the safe side, it is naturally better to have five formal members.

Ai Jiangtu himself is the captain, acting as the ace of the team, and tries his best not to take action.

The five people from the United States are captain Boblin, Ferome, a giant earth-type man and two girls.

The combat power of both sides is barely evenly matched. At this time, strategy and experience can play a great role.

It is not difficult to win this battle. Four people surround Mo Fan with a core output, allowing him to unleash his destructive magic. The United States will soon be unable to withstand it.

Mo Fan's little Flame Fairy is still awakening at this time and has officially entered the leadership level of the Flame Holy Spirit. She can easily chase two mages from the United States with her small body.

As time went by, the disadvantage of the United States gradually became apparent, and Mo Fan called back Little Flame Fairy to prepare for Bo Da.

As expected, the flexible Night Rakshasa restrained and attracted attention.

Mu Nujiao completed the Ghost Mu Hand and restricted the five people together.

Nan Rong opened his blessing and blessed Mo Fan.

"Oops, be careful of that fire team member's Tianyan funeral!" Boblin, captain of the US national team, was shocked.

"Quickly interrupt his horoscope!"

By the time the United States wanted to interrupt Mo Fan's constellation, it was already too late.

Zhao Manyan's Guangluo Manzhang has covered Mo Fan with a layer of golden armor that even high-level magic may not be able to break.

His teammates created a five-kill environment, and Mo Fan was in high spirits.

Instead of letting Little Flame Fairy possess her, she borrowed part of the Tribulation Flame, and the gorgeous "Sky Flame Funeral" directly swallowed up the five people from the United States who were restrained by Onimushou.

"You lost!" the Chinese team member said firmly.

The flames on the battlefield gradually dissipated, and Boblin and others were so scarred that they could no longer continue fighting. If there was no barrier to protect them, they would probably not be able to get out of bed for several days.

Everyone in the United States was very reluctant to admit defeat, but the facts faced them and gave them a head-on blow.

They are not invincible, they are just substitutes for the national team.

The members of the U.S. National Pavilion have high levels of cultivation, and each one is better at high-level magic than the other.

It's a pity that they met the Chinese team that came all the way from Asia and had no defeat.

Boblin and others learned humility and respect after being beaten.

After apologizing to Su Yunxiao and others, the cross on the wall board was replaced with a hook.

Next, the news of the defeat of the American National Pavilion will soon spread to all universities.

At night, Su Yunxiao, Mo Fan, and Zhao Manyan went out shopping.

We were walking well when suddenly it started to snow heavily. Forget about the snow, after a while even huge hailstones fell down.

The weird weather forced everyone to find shelter.

When I looked up, I saw that the entire street was hit by hailstones as big as a fist, and the vehicles parked on the roadside were hit so hard that they set off alarms.

<divclass="contentadv">Everyone on the street was shouting and cursing.

Su Yunxiao reminded: "Be careful, there is something wrong with the weather."

The three of them came to a coffee shop to escape the hail.

Mo Fan doesn't care about his current situation at all.

Tell everyone: "Do you guys want something to drink? Coffee seems good with ice."

Mo Fan went over to strike up a conversation with a Chinese girl in a coffee shop.

Suddenly a strong sense of crisis surged into my heart.

Without any time to think, he hurriedly held the coffee seller's daughter in his arms.

Dozens of long ice picks cut through the night sky, the sharp ends pointing directly at Mo Fan and the others.

"You dare to commit murder on the street, is the security of the United States so bad?" Su Yunxiao pulled Zhao Manyan and used space magic to crush the ice picks into pieces.

Su Yunxiao took action very quickly, and Mo Fan's emergency response was also very quick. Wearing the black snake armor, he was not injured by the ice slag.

The coffee girl in her arms was not seriously injured, but was slightly scratched by the broken ice.

"I'm going to crush that guy to death!" Su Yunxiao left these words and disappeared from the coffee shop.

That person came to kill them or Mo Fan. He was a black pepper person, so he was very angry.

When he was in the ancient capital, he had murderous intentions towards Salang, and Bao Buqi also wanted to kill him.

However, they seemed to have misjudged their own strength.

In the dense hail, a man wearing a hooded blue coat was extremely surprised. His attack was easily resolved!

People in Heijiaoting are very cunning. When they sense the presence of a powerful mage around them, they immediately want to retreat.

"You're already here, where do you want to go?" Su Yunxiao's voice echoed in the hail rain.

As his voice spread, the hailstones in the area hung in the air as if dead.

Night was shrouded, and countless fist-sized hailstones were locked in space. The executioner Pei Li was severely compressed by space and could not move.

Feeling the threat of death, he immediately called out the magic armor.

"boom!"

Su Yunxiao pushed Pei Li with his knees and smashed him into the house next to him.

"Soul-taking and mind-controlling!"

The executioner who was stepped on by Su Yunxiao actually wanted to use spiritual magic to fight back.

Unexpectedly, this young man's spirit was indestructible. Instead of being controlled, he was even more seriously injured.

Pei Li never expected that he would overturn here today.

Su Yunxiao crushed his magic armor with one foot, cut off his limbs with mind control, and was always on guard against what kind of magic he would use to commit suicide.

Black pepper and blue-clad executioners, the value of life is far greater than death.

"Pei Li, the executioner in blue, is the correct name." Su Yunxiao held Pei Li's neck in space and walked from the ruins to the coffee shop that was damaged by hail.

"Are Mo Fan and that girl okay?" Su Yunxiao asked when he saw blood on the ground.

Zhao Manyan calmed down when he saw Su Yunxiao carrying a half-dead person: "Everything is fine, just a minor injury."

"This is?"

"Obviously, Heijiao is the same as Lanyi. He failed to kill but got himself involved instead." Su Yunxiao replied.

There is so much commotion here, the Temple of Freedom is not far away, and those temple mages, even if they are useless, should be here soon.

After all, this is a metropolis in the United States, and it is still at the foot of the Temple of Liberty. High-level magic is used to kill people in the streets, and the impact can be said to be very bad.