Zhao Mai frowned and looked at the formation set up by the Dragon Emperor. Indeed, Tyrion and the others were in an unfavorable position: the group stood in a small circular square under the steps, and the Dragon Emperor's men basically formed a semi-encircled fan surface, and they were also condescending. The road to the square was not spacious, and there were some tall buildings on both sides that were prone to collapse, which looked quite dangerous.

But will the Dragon Emperor take action? If it were Zhao Mai, Zhao Mai would definitely not do this. When the taxes have been brought and fully demonstrated respect, if the leaders and envoys of several cities were killed, what goal would be achieved? Zhao Mai couldn't think of it.

"You are Mike Long Roar, the person who killed the Witch King?" The Dragon King showed his sharp teeth: "You will die here."

"What!" Zhao Mai was more surprised than anyone else. He looked at Tyrion, and there was an incredible expression on the other party's face. However, the little devil's brain turned quickly, his eyes trembled and then reacted, and immediately explained the situation in a few short sentences: "There is a witch king who paid taxes for us, and then bribed your head and planned to divide the city-state. The Dragon Emperor is not sure you will come, and his preparations are not necessarily the most complete. Zhao Mai, fighting is inevitable."

The Dragon Emperor rushed over and Zhao Mai immediately started to act. He ignited the blue fire in an instant, opened his own territory, and threw the three people out. Taisian, Rikas and Tyrion flew towards the army of Z insects like trenchers. There will naturally be flying dragons over there to catch them in the air and let them land safely.

The Dragon Emperor swung a punch, and Zhao Mai also swung a punch, and the two punches collided in the air. Zhao Mai was not polite to those who took the initiative to provoke a war against him, and used all his strength as soon as he came up! This is not the moment when the Witch King came to try the moves. Zhao Mai was not interested in the Dragon Emperor's special abilities. If he really had such a ability, he would just beat him up, and there was no need to tempt him.

With a fancy punch, the Dragon Emperor never expected that Zhao Mai would be such a "reckless man". With a wail, the Dragon Emperor flew backwards, and one arm was torn off from his shoulders, spinning and shattering in the air. Zhao Mai was not feeling uncomfortable, and his arm, which was punching, broke into sections, and his muscles, blood vessels, bones and nerves were broken into sections. Although the mind's superpower is powerful, it is the same both internally and externally. But if the body is not used as support and only the mind's superpower, its power will be 40% smaller than now.

The Dragon Emperor flew backwards and crashed into the palace on the steps, making a continuous and dull sound. This tall palace composed of granite and obsidian is no less than the Khufu pyramid, and it turned out to be the tomb to bury its owner. Countless bricks and stones, roofs and walls began to collapse, pressing heavily towards the Dragon Emperor in the center.

Zhao Mai knew this attack to kill the Immortal Dragon Emperor. After one move, he immediately began to expand his battle results. He raised his left hand high and the old wand appeared in his hand. The light of the spell combined with the power of the domain, and a spell "Fly in a hurry!" spread the power to the entire palace square along the tentacles of the natural force.

Zhao Mai summoned all the air to his hands, and then temporarily blocked the wind with the force of nature. In his field, it was really easy to move these airs that were not controlled by others and were not protected by any spells.

But it is not that easy to solve the suffocation caused by vacuum. It has to be said that the fighters under the Dragon Emperor were very tough and crazy. Even if they couldn't breathe and couldn't speak, they still attacked Zhao Mai tacitly. For a moment, hundreds of iron crossbows shot at Zhao Mai, and hundreds of spell rays were sandwiched in it. The air was filled with lightning arrows, flame waves, flash bombs and more deadly magic. Zhao Mai had never seen such a large number of spells appear at the same time.

Whether it is an arrow or a spell, it would be futile if it is not hit. The Dragon Emperor is not afraid of his subordinates' rebellion because he has absolute power to suppress it. Zhao Mai is not afraid of these spells because he has a perverted speed. Except for the lightning spell that is as fast as light, it is impossible to avoid other spells with flying trajectories that cannot catch up with Zhao Mai's movement speed.

The battle came very suddenly and quickly, but Zhao Mai was faster. The mage and the brain-controlling masters' eyes were dazzled, and there was no trace of Zhao Mai in the center of the field. He came to the place where the Dragon Emperor stood before, that is, between all the mages, Templars and the brain-controlling masters, raised one leg high, and then stepped hard toward the ground.

As mentioned before, everyone was standing on the stairs, and the stairs shattered under Zhao Mai's trampling. The entire slope slid down, and the bricks and stones wrapped many people in. The Templars were almost destroyed, and the mages and brain-controllers flew up one after another, wanting to get out of this vacuum area. They were able to "recite" the first spell because they were prepared. Now, because there is no pressure, their skin and eyes are expanding, the water in the cells is boiling, and the capillaries are ruptured in large areas. Everyone's vision is red, and the situation is getting worse and worse, and it is difficult to see Zhao Mai clearly.

Of course, they couldn't see clearly.

Suddenly, a black thing came over the sky, covering the square suddenly. When Zhao Mai took action, the Zworm received the order at the same time. The thorn snake raised its head and covered Zhao Mai with firepower according to the command of the surveillance insect and the gardener dragon. Countless thorns attacked in the air in the form of parabola, and it also reached the battlefield at this time.

The conical needle fired by each thorn snake is twenty centimeters long and has a hollow tail, which is more conducive to acceleration during launch. There are spiral grooves on the surface, which will rotate when flying in the air, and when hit, it will chew the wound like a tooth, and even cause breakage in the body and kill it with fragments. The power of a single needle is enough to be fatal. If it is combined, even a spell barrier will be difficult to resist.

When the firepower is strong enough, the battle becomes a probability problem. Zhao Mai dodges and avoids the attack, and the others' flying flexibility is not that high. Several lucky guys received the key attention of Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai, who put away the old wand and used the Eight-Eyed Sword, was even more terrifying to the killing of the mage. Those energy barriers are no better than the heavy armor in front of the Eight-Eyed Sword, and all of them end up cutting off. Countless "Counterattack if you get hurt"-type spells attacked Zhao Mai from a very close position, and Zhao Mai raised his shattered right arm to block most of them.

After more than ten seconds of battle, the Dragon Emperor's guards had basically been completely lost, at least in the air, only Zhao Mai was left. The others struggled in suffocation. Several smart people gave up the opportunity to attack, used spells to save themselves, or used teleportation spells to escape from the battlefield, or created an air cover for themselves to keep breathing. In the field, Zhao Mai naturally saw them. But as long as they didn't get in the way, Zhao Mai would not care about them running away.
Chapter completed!