Chapter 557 I am a melee mage!

Fang Yi took a deep breath, ignoring the stinging pain in his calf, and immediately swung the light blade in his hand and swept it fiercely!

The light blade extended at least 20 to 30 meters, sweeping away all the transparent ripples in front of him like cleaning up garbage.

But the number of insects responsible for assassination was too large.

After clearing a wave, there was still a densely packed area.

"Xiao Fang, you go first!"

An eighth-turn rushed forward, picked up Fang Yi with one hand, and rushed towards the group of transparent monster insects with a roar.

There were three eighth-turns responsible for protecting Fang Yi.

This was the maximum number of people that could be mobilized.

If Fang Yi had not been powerful enough, clearing away many Zergs on the battlefield like a killing god, relieving their pressure, even these three eighth-turns might not have been mobilized.

And these three eighth-turns had already prepared to protect Fang Yi with their lives.

A mage with lethality comparable to that of a ninth-turn mage is the current ace combat power.

No one can die but Fang Yi!

Fang Yi was thrown dozens of meters away by him, and directly thrown out of the battle circle.

With his current physical fitness, this little injury is of course nothing.

"Those bugs are very strong, don't go!"

He hurriedly got up, and before he could assemble the two parts of the staff, he saw that the eighth-turn was knocked to the ground by those giant transparent insects.

Dozens of strange insects rushed up frantically.

Soon drowned out his voice.

The situation of the other two eighth-turns was not good either. They wielded weapons to fight with the transparent giant insects, and in the blink of an eye, they were injured by the sharp mouthparts with tricky angles.

Crack!

Fang Yi spliced ​​the staff together and suppressed his anger: "Let me do it!"

"I will kill them all!"

Seeing a professional who protected himself die tragically, the shock made Fang Yi almost crazy.

He had never been so angry before.

"Go!"

However, one of the Eighth Rank suddenly shouted: "They have realized that you are the biggest threat! You can't stay for long, go! Meet up with President Meng!"

Another person also said: "You are more useful than us, it's not your turn to die now!"

Fang Yi stopped what he was doing.

The anger in his eyes also cooled down a lot.

He looked at the messy battlefield, and saw that the surging Zerg was still rushing here.

This group of Zergs coming to assassinate him might just be cannon fodder. Once they slow down the rhythm, his biggest weakness will be exposed.

"If Brother Xuan is here..."

As soon as this thought flashed through Fang Yi's mind, he extinguished it himself.

"Brother, you gave me this staff, not for me to hide behind Brother Xuan and be a waste..."

"I can do it without Brother Xuan's protection."

In less than a second, he instantly made up his mind and decomposed the staff again.

He held the front blade in his right hand and the end of a spear in his left hand. A halo of light covered his whole body, and the injury on his calf was recovering quickly.

He took a sudden step, his white hair fluttering in the wind, and jumped into the swarm of insects, "A group of insects, who do you look down on!"

"I am a melee mage!"

...

A few minutes later.

The two eighth-turns panted slightly, looking at the white figure that had killed through the entire Zerg formation, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Next to them, the dying eighth-turn was lying.

He was buried by the transparent Zerg, and there were many penetrating wounds on his body. Fortunately, Fang Yi grabbed him out in the first time, and finally saved his life.

The severely injured Eighth Turn raised his eyelids and said weakly: "This kid... is really fierce..."

"Yes."

"We said we would protect him, but he saved our lives instead."

"But what kind of school is the melee mage? Are there really mages who dare to fight in close combat?"

The three Eighth Turns were silent at the same time.

Even as strong as the almighty god of magic Meng Guzhou, he is also a traditional mage school.

If he is really approached by a melee Nineth Turn of the same level, Meng Guzhou may not be able to get any benefits.

But they also understand that the root cause is probably Fang Yi's staff.

Thinking of who made the staff, an Eighth Turn said with envy: "Chu Ran is really good to his friends."

"Yes, such an outrageous idea can be realized."

Another person nodded in agreement, with only one sigh in his heart.

Your uncle spoils him!

Not long after, Wei Chen and Qi Wenxuan rushed to the scene and saw Fang Yi killing people like a god of war. They were both stunned at the same time.

Qi Wenxuan quickly bared his teeth and laughed out loud: "Melee magician is really strong, much stronger than me."

"Melee magician?"

Wei Chen looked at Qi Wenxuan with a ridiculous look.

He didn't dwell on this point. He swept his eyes across the battlefield and said slowly: "He has basically killed them all. We can go to the next location."

"No need."

Suddenly.

A voice came from above their heads.

It was Meng Guzhou.

"No need? What do you mean?" When Meng Guzhou slowly landed, Wei Chen frowned and said: "What happened?"

"We have helpers, he should have found them."

Meng Guzhou gave Qi Wenxuan a look.

Wei Chen was a little confused.

He looked at Qi Wenxuan, but saw the latter with a silly smile on his face. He really couldn't think of what kind of helpers this guy could find.

"Actually, it's not the helper I found, but Ranzi's friend." He took out a scarlet emblem and said with a smile: "Ranzi said that if there is any problem, use it to call for help. I almost forgot. Just before I went to help you, I shouted at this thing a few times. I didn't expect it to be useful."

"Ranzi is still reliable. You can't go wrong if you trust him."

Qi Wenxuan is the antonym of non-stick pan. He doesn't take credit at all.

The scarlet emblem is actually Chu Ran's backup for Fang Yi.

Because Chu Ran doesn't trust the IQ of his childhood friend, he thinks it's safer to give it to Fang Yi.

As a result, Fang Yi turned around and gave the thing to Qi Wenxuan.

Facts have proved it.

Although Qi Wenxuan doesn't look very smart, he is quite clear at critical moments.

However, Wei Chen stared at the scarlet emblem for a long time, and suddenly said: "Scarlet Queen?"

"You..."

Before he could finish the rest of the words, Meng Guzhou had already said faintly: "Is it still important?"

This sentence directly stopped Wei Chen.

He is a person who attaches great importance to rules.

Suddenly standing on the same front with the abyss creatures, this awkward and weird feeling made him very uncomfortable.

But Meng Guzhou's question also made him unable to answer.

Is it still important?

Maybe it's not important anymore.

He looked at the messy battlefield, was silent for a moment, and continued: "Why is the Scarlet Queen willing to help us?"

Meng Guzhou did not answer, but gave him a look that he understood.

Wei Chen nodded: "Thank Chu Ran too."

Several people stood side by side, watching the melee mage Fang Yi killing people, and did not speak for a long time.

And in the most tense fronts of Dragon Country.

The abyss warriors of the Ninth Legion were like crazy, not afraid of death, and kept those extraterrestrial life out with a nearly suicidal attack.

Even the golden armored soldiers with almost invincible technological power were also rushed by the Ninth Legion.

"Abyssal creatures?"

A man in golden armor made a puzzled sound, and then said coldly: "Yes, this world should also have a 'king'-like existence. We seem to have underestimated this low-level planet."

Clang!

He stretched his hand behind him, and countless golden particles flew out from the back of his neck, forming an exaggerated golden giant axe.

"Let's see how strong the abyss of this world is!"