Chapter 755 Fighting Technique (1)

Duanmuxi looked Ji Fengyan up and down, with a contemptuous and casual demeanor, as if he didn't intend to talk nonsense with Ji Fengyan, he turned his head and looked at the other members of the Elder's House.

"Everyone, leave today's matter to me, finish it earlier, and disperse earlier, so as not to delay everyone's cultivation time."＼

Duanmuxi's words were agreed by the other twelve people in the elder's house.

"Then there will be Master Lao Duanmu." Master Yue chuckled lightly, with a casual demeanor.

Apparently, the thirteen members of the Elder's House didn't take the fifteen-year-old Ji Fengyan into their eyes at all.

If it wasn't for Shenglongdi's order, they wouldn't even bother to come here.

Duanmuxi smiled slightly, nodded slightly to the other elders, and took a step forward. He was holding an unpretentious staff in his hand, which looked very old. He walked slowly in front of Ji Fengyan, looking at Ji Fengyan's side , Those menacing birds and beasts transformed from statues have surprisingly calm eyes.

"Ji Fengyan, you have committed a serious crime by disturbing the peace of the imperial capital and attempting to murder His Majesty. If you are executed right now, I will leave your whole body behind." Duanmuxi looked at Ji Fengyan arrogantly, as if his words were already He gave Ji Fengyan great tolerance.

Ji Fengyan was almost amused by Duanmuxi's tone of giving.

"Fuzhu? I'm sorry, I don't have this plan. If you want to avenge the Holy Dragon Emperor, you can try it yourself." Ji Fengyan raised his eyebrows.

Duanmu Xi frowned slightly, displeased with Ji Fengyan's arrogance.

"Ignorant child, you think you can control everything by becoming the destroyer of the world? It's sad... sad." Duanmuxi shook his head displeased, slightly raised the old staff in his hand, and his deep eyes skipped Surrounding Ji Fengyan's body, a powerful wave of magic suddenly condensed on his staff.

"Since you still don't want to know your way back, then don't blame me for bullying the younger."

Following Duanmuxi's final warning, a string of obscure mantras suddenly overflowed from his mouth. The series of mantras came out so fast that others couldn't hear clearly what Duanmuxi was chanting. As Duanmuxi's incantation came out, the magical fluctuations condensed on his staff became more and more intense.

The little old man and the burly man standing beside Ji Fengyan already had pale complexions. The two of them have some skills, otherwise they wouldn't be imprisoned in the dungeon of the palace and kept under strict surveillance. At this moment, they already clearly felt that, In the surrounding air, the power of magic is getting stronger and stronger, and that magic power seems to ignite the surrounding air.

The power of mages comes from the hoarding of their own magic. For professions such as mages with extremely low defense, even though they have the most powerful offensive magic, they have a fatal weakness...

That is the chant of magic.

The more lethal magic, the more complicated the incantations are required. In the melee, the length of time the mages chanted the magic determined the time they were exposed. Just like the magic of the temple level, just chanting is necessary. It takes as much as an hour, and the more powerful the mage, the shorter the singing time that can be compressed.

According to rumors, a magister needs an hour to chant the magic of the temple, but for a holy magister, it only takes one minute!

But in the blink of an eye, a huge ball of light suddenly condensed on Duanmuxi's staff!