Chapter 45

A brutal blow tore a deep wound on the mage from his face to his neck and then to his chest; if the power were stronger, perhaps he would have been torn into three pieces directly.

But even so, this blow made the already seriously injured mage fall with a 'Bang', dying with his eyes wide open.

"Aiden!!"

An angry and painful voice sounded from behind.

Chen Ang turned back.

The other mage was looking at his partner's corpse with grief and indignation, immediately swinging his magic staff and roaring. "Go to hell!!"

A snow-white magic array condensed, from which a thick ice dragon head actually spread out, coming with a roar and coldness.

Chen Ang raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of surprise.

But when his gaze swept over the mage whose face was pale because of releasing this magic, his heart realized.

Ultimate move?

No wonder it emitted a powerful aura.

But that's all.

"Hoo."

Chen Ang took a deep breath, and the luster on the Long Zhao appeared and disappeared.

The ice dragon roared over.

Chen Ang had no intention of dodging at all, but instead, a look of excitement burst out in his eyes.

Whoosh.

The sound of breaking the air exploded.

Chen Ang took a step forward and met the attack.

The Long Zhao and the ice dragon collided.

Under the collision of the aura of death and ice, a wave of air formed and rolled out.

Faintly, they were actually evenly matched.

"Damn it."

Seeing this scene, the mage's face turned even paler; he didn't expect that even this blow of his could only be evenly matched.

After cursing secretly, he took a deep look at Chen Ang's face, as if to remember it, and then turned and fled quickly.

His magic power was exhausted; staying here any longer would only mean waiting for death.

"Want to run? Impossible!"

Chen Ang naturally noticed the mage who was about to flee, and a look of ferocity appeared in his eyes.

"Get lost."

Under a roar.

The aura of death on the Death Dragon Arm permeated, and power erupted again.

Crack.

Crack.

The ice dragon head emitting a cold aura actually began to shatter.

And in the following, it shattered continuously.

"Shatter for me!"

Chen Ang shouted lowly.

A 'Boom' sounded.

The bone-chilling ice dragon shattered completely.

Chen Ang didn't stop, but took a step forward, bouncing out like a cannonball.

The terrifying speed was not something a mage could reach.

But in just a few breaths, he caught up to the mage.

"Go to hell."

Suddenly.

The mage suddenly turned back and swung his magic staff, the magic array appeared, and an ice cone shot out.

"Get lost!"

Chen Ang said coldly.

The Long Zhao swung, and cold light flickered.

The ice cone shattered directly.

Chen Ang erupted with speed again, already close to the mage.

Perhaps noticing the arrival of death, the mage showed a terrified expression in his eyes and hurriedly roared. "D-don't kill me; if you kill me, Wan Xingta won't let you go!!"

"Sure enough, it's Wan Xingta."

Chen Ang murmured in his heart.

However, the next moment, a sneer appeared on his face. "Doesn't matter, let them come; having provoked a Crimson Sect, I don't mind provoking another Wan Xingta."

After speaking.

Chen Ang swung his claw directly.

The mage subconsciously swung his magic staff, but his magic power had already been exhausted, and he couldn't cast any magic at all, so he could only use the magic staff as a weapon to block in front of him.

However, facing Chen Ang's powerful blow, the magic staff couldn't show any effect at this moment.

With a crack.

The moment they touched, the magic staff broke.

Chen Ang's attack didn't stop because of this, then landing on the mage's body.

Tear—

Blood splattered.

The Long Zhao pierced into the mage's chest and tore violently.

Flesh.

Bone.

Were all forcibly torn apart because of this.

Without even a chance to be on the verge of death, the mage fell to the ground with wide eyes, turning into a gradually cooling corpse.

In the dark alley, it suddenly became quiet.

Chen Ang took out his phone and made a call.

Soon, the call went through.

Chen Ang said directly. "I found extraterritorial mages in Alley 3 of Dimai Road, claiming to be from Myriad Star Pagoda; they have already been solved by me, you guys hurry over."

After speaking, Chen Ang hung up the phone.

Then he squatted down and searched the mage's body.

Not long after, Chen Ang let out a sigh.

"Sure enough, this clothing is not simple."

The clothes on these two mages seemed to have special materials and extremely strong toughness.

Chen Ang tried it.

Not to mention being able to defend against one of Chen Ang's blows, but basic fire and cold protection functions were still there.

But unfortunately, it's useless to Chen Ang.

But what Chen Ang wanted itself was not these.

"This, should be the storage tool for mages."

Taking out an exquisite small bag like a pouch from the mage's corpse, after touching it with mental power, a look of excitement couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Sure enough."

This thing is indeed a storage tool.

It can be said to be a space bag.

There seemed to be quite a few things inside.

However, most of them were books.

But besides books, there were also some materials.

"Hmm? This is... Bone Grass? And Burial Flower."