Zou Heng followed the road he had walked before, leading the team behind him and running forward. The Fengxing Technique kept blessing the team along the way, and he did not dare to lift it at all.

Everyone in the team was also trying to increase their speed as much as possible at this time, running along the road with the team. They didn't know when they would stop, and they didn't know how long they would run, but they must be there before dawn.

There was no chance to stop and rest.

"Hurry up, faster!" This was what Zou Heng was thinking at the moment. Although everyone was already moving very fast, Zou Heng hoped that the speed could be faster, so that their chances of escaping would be greater.

What Zou Heng is most afraid of now is not only that someone will catch up from behind, but also that they will encounter someone who blocks them while returning along the original road. In that case, he will have to clear the roadblock first before he can continue to escape.

Not to mention whether he can deal with the person blocking the road, even if he can deal with it, if the delay in the process is too long, the people behind him will probably catch up with him.

Zou Heng was very worried about this, but when people are in adversity, blessings always come unparalleled, and misfortunes never come alone.

In front of the road, a gust of wind suddenly blew up. The power of it almost cut off a layer of the ground was still fresh in Zou Heng's memory. At the same time, the appearance of this gust of wind also blew away all the luck in his heart.

Seeing the strong wind approaching, Zou Heng gritted his teeth silently, and his heart was shaken. He took out his magic weapon oil lamp, lit the flame of the oil lamp, let the flame turn into a barrier in front of him, and then without hesitation

Keep running forward.

Zou Heng had experienced the power of this sharp wind before. He knew that the flame barrier he had deployed could not stop the wind at all, but this time he had no choice but to do so.

As a warlock in the realm of magic training, he does not have many methods and is not strong enough. How to deal with the situation at hand? Zou Heng can think of the simplest and most effective way, which is to find the warlock against the wind and close the distance with the opponent.

Maybe at close range, the opponent can be defeated.

After the sharp wind came into contact with Zou Heng, part of its power quickly passed through the flame barrier and fell on Zou Heng's body, leaving a series of wounds on his body.

Although Zou Heng was able to endure it and continued to move against the wind at the expense of the wounds on his body, the horse under his crotch could not. After being scratched with several wounds, the horse immediately felt uncomfortable under the pain.

Under control.

"Damn it!"

Zou Heng cursed secretly in his heart, then decisively turned over and dismounted, spread his legs, and ran forward.

With his extraordinary physical fitness, Zou Heng ran with all his strength. In a short period of time, his speed was no slower than that of a horse, and even exceeded the speed of a horse. Of course, this was only a short time. He could not run for a long time now.

Racing with horses.

Against the flame barrier, Zou Hengjian walked like flying. The more he rushed forward, the more wounds he received on his body. But at this time, he could no longer care about so many things. If he wanted to deal with the obstacle, he had to reach the opponent first.

When his whole body was almost dyed red with his own blood, Zou Heng finally felt that the sharp wind was no longer in front of him, and in his line of sight, he also saw a slightly dazed figure.

Without any hesitation, Zou Heng continued to rush towards the figure. After paying such a heavy price, he finally reached the opponent's side. Naturally, he could not let him regain the distance to cast spells at this time.

The one who cast a spell here to stop Zou Heng and the others was the older warlock from before. At this moment, when he saw Zou Heng running toward him covered in blood, he was stunned for a moment.

It's not that he has never seen brave people who can fight to the death in desperate situations, nor is he someone who would be frightened when someone rushes towards them with blood on them, it's just that he has never seen a warlock like this.

Confrontations between warlocks are often a collision of spells, usually at a distance. In many cases, the warlocks may not even see each other in person or face each other once during the fight, such as Zou.

Such warlocks are really rare.

After being stunned for a moment, the older warlock immediately came back to his senses, pinched a magic formula on his chest with one hand, then turned around and pulled his clothes, and then from his clothes,

Several people who looked exactly like him rushed out and fled around, obviously trying to distance themselves again.

How could Zou Heng give the other party a chance to distance themselves again at this time? He immediately activated the oil lamp in his hand, gathered several flames, and hit those figures one after another.

When the flames struck, only two of the warlock's clones escaped the flames. The others were hit by the flames and fell to the ground and burned on the spot without making a single scream. It was obvious that these clones were all fake.

Among the remaining two, one of them had already made a secret and was about to cast a spell. It looked like it was true, but Zou Heng pounced on the other one.

Looking at Zou Heng who was rushing towards him, the old warlock who was originally planning to wait until Zou Heng got his true identity wrong, then give Zou Heng a thunderous blow and kill Zou Heng, suddenly sighed in his heart.

This young warlock is really good, and he actually saw through his misguided guidance.

After being seen through, he could only replace the powerful spell he had secretly prepared with a spell that was faster to cast but slightly less powerful.

Opening his mouth and taking a deep breath, the elderly warlock suddenly blew out another breath, and a strong wind blew on the ground. Although the strong wind did not have that sharp feeling, the power of the strong wind still slightly stopped it.

followed Zou Heng's pace.

Zou Heng was actually very close to the elderly warlock at this time. Even though he felt the strong wind blown by the other party, like a huge force pushing him backward, Zou Heng did not take a step back. He gritted his teeth and resisted the strong wind.

Trying to move forward.

When he took another step forward and felt that the distance between the two was almost close, Zou Heng suddenly let out a loud shout.

"upbraid!"

This violent shout was like a thunderous explosion, causing the surrounding air to vibrate slightly. It also made the older man feel comfortable. His whole body took two steps back, and he also felt a little dizzy in his head.

The spell cast was naturally interrupted.

When he came to his senses, he already knew something was wrong and wanted to distance himself quickly, but by this time it was already too late, Zou Heng's fist was already in front of him.

With one punch, the older warlock felt a pain in his face, and the bridge of his nose seemed to have collapsed. There was even a "buzzing" sound in his mind, and his thinking stopped for a moment.

But then, he felt that he had been punched a second time, and this time the punch was harder. Severe pain hit him, and everything in front of him was dark, and he could not see clearly.

However, the pain that hit him this time made him suddenly wake up. When Zou Heng's third punch came, he also responded at the same time.

It was definitely too late to pinch the secret and cast the spell now. Even if he understood the true meaning of the spell, he might not be able to cast it at such a close distance. He could only bite the tip of his tongue and take a mouthful.

The essence and blood from the tip of the tongue, mixed with his own magic power, used a technique that caused relatively large damage, but was not very powerful against people.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from the tip of his tongue. Zou Heng, who was throwing his third punch, felt as if he had been hit by a carriage. His body involuntarily flew backwards and landed three meters away.

Zou Heng immediately stood up, looked at the old warlock who was retreating rapidly, and quickly chased after him. The old warlock was also walking very fast at this moment, and Zou Heng couldn't catch up for a while.

other side.

The older warlock was also aware of his own suffering at this moment. He never thought that he would suffer such a big loss at the hands of a warlock who practiced magic.

The opponent's fighting style doesn't look like a warlock at all. He should be a warrior and can definitely become a strong general.

Seeing that the distance between himself and Zou Heng was closing, although he could still run for a while, he would still be overtaken before long. For the sake of his own wealth and life, the elderly warlock

I have decided that I should retreat for the time being, otherwise facing the crazy Zou Heng, even if I can deal with him, I will still suffer a big loss.

Thinking of this, the elderly warlock shouted loudly: "Don't chase me anymore. I will retreat now. You have time to chase me. I suggest you run away quickly. The one who is coming later will be a general."

A master of the mysterious realm, if you don't run away, the other party will catch up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Zou Heng, who was chasing him, slowed down instantly. He felt happy in his heart, thinking that his words had worked.

But what he didn't notice was that the surrounding temperature had dropped compared to before, becoming as cold as winter, and he could see white air when he breathed.

Looking into the distance along the official road, one could vaguely see something emitting green light approaching quickly.

Just because he saw this scene, Zou Heng slowed down a little. The situation eventually developed in an increasingly unfavorable direction. After he was stopped by the warlock in front of him, a more powerful guy had already caught up with him.

Zou Heng stopped and shouted to the other people in the team: "You guys, keep running forward, don't stop, run!"

After shouting these words, Zou Heng took out a stack of papers from the satchel around his waist, quickly pinched the magic formula, and then threw the stack of papers in his hand forward.

The pieces of paper fell to the ground and quickly changed into a person's appearance. They looked very similar to the soldiers in the team. They even held weapons in their hands. However, compared to the real person, these pieces of paper changed to look different.
Chapter completed!