Chapter 1111 Fight to Fame (21)

Senior Brother Qian had just blurted out the last syllable when a huge magic nebula hovered above his head, and the disaster of phantoms was imminent.

However, just as Senior Brother Qian's last syllable fell to the ground, a ray of silver light directly passed over his shoulder and directly penetrated the high-level magic core on his staff!

There was only a crisp cracking sound, and the magic core at the top of the staff in Senior Brother Qian's hand was shot into pieces by an arrow in an instant...

The blue magic core turned into a crystal in an instant, shining a beautiful but desperate light under the light of the fire.

The magic staff that cast the spell was directly destroyed at the last second of the magic, and the magic power that lost its medium lost control in an instant, and the magic nebula above Senior Brother Qian's head suddenly gathered into a ball, moving towards Senior Brother Qian at a strange speed. The top of the head fell down.

Magic Backlash! !

This is the nightmare of all magicians and magisters. Everyone knows that when the magic is interrupted, all the magic power will return to the body of the caster, and this return comes with extremely powerful The backlash will bring disaster to the caster!

The death-fighting magic cast by Senior Brother Qian is said to be the most powerful magic among the great magisters, and the timing of being interrupted is at the last second when he is releasing the magic.

He was equivalent to enduring the impact of a complete life-threatening magic!

Such a powerful magic backlash is simply not something any magician can bear!

The magic nebula poured into his whole body, and Senior Brother Qian's pale face suddenly turned strangely red, with blue veins all over his face.

The surge of magic filled the eight meridians, and the uncontrollable magic power filled his whole body into a ball in the next second!

Boom!

With a loud noise, Senior Brother Qian blew himself up in an instant.

The bright red blood was intertwined with broken bones and flesh and sprayed in all directions!

In an instant, a rank two great magister disappeared from this world without a trace.

The Broken Star Palace people and members of the phantom group standing around were also hit by this impact, and they were all knocked away.

Shen Yanxiao was the closest to Senior Brother Qian, when he blew himself up, she was still in mid-air and had no way to dodge, and the impact she received was dozens of times more than others.

Her petite body was sent flying tens of meters almost instantly, and hit the wall beside her heavily.

The powerful impact made Shen Yanxiao's eyes turn white, her eyes were pitch black, her mind was buzzing, her whole body was in severe pain, and her chest felt like it had been hit by an iron hammer.

"Sister!" Lan Fengli rushed towards Shen Yanxiao almost immediately, he himself has a strong physique of a dragon clan, although Senior Brother Qian's self-destruction is powerful, but it will not hurt him too much.

Lan Fengli hurried to Shen Yanxiao's side, and helped Shen Yanxiao who had fallen on the ground to his feet.

Shen Yanxiao shook her head with difficulty, and her vision gradually recovered. There was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, and the base of her ears had been split open by the shock wave, and blood kept gushing out from the wound.

"I'm fine." Shen Yanxiao reluctantly opened his mouth, the great magister's self-destruction was indeed powerful, and this was the effect after Senior Brother Qian had absorbed most of the magic, if he really let him use the death-fighting magic, the consequences would be disastrous.

Don't talk about her, I'm afraid even Yang Xi, who has the highest defensive power, can't stand up to it.

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Twelve is over.

[What I owed some time ago will be made up slowly. Everyone trust me, and I will not disappoint everyone's trust. (For some students who asked me if I was dead because I haven't updated much in two days, I want to say, I am alive and well.)