It can barely be counted. To be more precise, their approach should be to attack in divided parts.
These days, Wu Ling has been under close surveillance of Isabella. They feel that if they want to take down Qin Feng, they must take her down.
Of course, the safer way is to lure her away. After Qin Feng is killed, killing or releasing her is no longer important to the overall situation.
Isabella realized that she had been deceived, but she was not worried. With Qin Feng's ability at this time, it was not something that ordinary people could kill. Moreover, even if there was real danger, why couldn't he run away if he couldn't defeat him?
Young Master Qin did a better job than many people when it came to escaping.
She stared at the person opposite for a few seconds and said: "I'm asking you for the last time, who are you and who ordered you. If you are willing to tell me, I can consider leaving you alive."
"Chacha, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life." Wu Ling laughed even harder and said, "Since you want to know so much, I will tell you that I am a member of the Wu Ling Cult, and you are If you know, what can you do? Don’t think that it’s important that you are a vampire. Countless vampires have died at the hands of our Witch Spirit Cult.”
The beautiful instructor's face became ugly. On the European continent, vampires, werewolves and witch spirits are known as the three major alien races. There have been many conflicts between the three races, resulting in several bloody incidents.
Werewolves are no match for the vampires. The witch spirits are more outstanding than the vampires in some aspects, but the werewolves can restrain the witch spirits, gradually forming a three-legged situation where no one can destroy the other.
The werewolf was chased and beaten by the vampire all day long, which was very miserable; the vampire was assassinated by the wizard spirit from time to time, and there was nothing he could do about it; the werewolf often used the wizard spirit's head as a ball to kick, and had a great time playing.
Isabella flipped her wrist and the dagger flew back on its own. She was very satisfied to be able to figure out the identity of the other party.
Seeing her showing her weapon, the other party smiled again: "Chachai, since you are seeking death yourself, why should I be polite to you? I might as well tell you another secret. You will be the fourth vampire to die in my hands. The previous three All of them are men.”
Isabella replied: "Then I will also tell you a secret. You will be the first witch spirit to die in my hands. I don't know how many more will come in the future, but what is certain is that you will definitely laugh. The one with the most unpleasant sound.”
"Stinky Vampire, go to hell." Wu Ling suddenly spun on the spot, and then made a "swish, swish" sound.
By the moonlight, Isabella saw a lot of silver light emitting from the Witch Spirit. She picked up the hem of the windbreaker and started to wave it. Countless tiny flying needles hit it, and silver reflections quickly appeared on the white windbreaker.
It is indeed a flying needle, and it is the kind of flying needle as thin as hair.
With such a quantity, it can be said to be all-pervasive. Fortunately, the beautiful instructor was well prepared and was able to deal with it calmly.
What she was worried about now was whether Qin Feng could dodge such a dense flying needle attack.
More than thirty kilometers away, Young Master Qin stood in the darkness and said loudly: "Your flying needles are of no use to me at all. I really want to know how much you can hide on your body. Take them out and return them." Why are you so polite?"
In the round of flying needle attacks just now, he didn't make any dodge action at all, he just sent the flying needle into the ring.
The Wu Ling on the opposite side felt that this was a bit unacceptable. He was wondering how the target person managed to avoid the flying needles.
"Since you want to see it, as you wish." Wu Ling stepped out with his right foot, spun his body on the spot, and more flying needles shot out towards Qin Feng.
During the flight, several insects were instantly penetrated by flying needles. They had no idea what had happened, and they still flew forward for a while before falling to the ground.
Young Master Qin stood still as before, waiting for the flying needles to approach, and then easily put them into the ring.
Wu Ling stopped spinning, and the number of flying needles fired this time was twice that of the last time, but the result he saw was that Qin Feng was unscathed.
"How on earth did you do that?" He couldn't help but ask.
"Hey, I haven't asked you a question yet, would you mind asking first?" Young Master Qin said with a smile, "If you want me to answer your question, you should at least answer me first."
Wu Ling said in a deep voice: "You ask, in exchange, I will answer your question."
"Who are you?" Qin Feng asked.
Wu Ling lifted up his hat, revealing first a smooth bald head, and then a face covered with tattoos of strange patterns, the tattoos extending from his forehead to his neck.
He said: "I am a wizard from Europe. This is my answer. Now it's your turn."
Qin Feng shrugged and hummed: "Witch spirits, I have never heard of them. I have only heard of vampires and werewolves. You must not be as famous as werewolves, right?"
"Who said that?" Wu Ling roared.
Witch spirits are no match for werewolves. For thousands of years, this fact has made them feel unable to hold their heads high. They have always regarded werewolves as the greatest threat.
As a person who cares about face, it would be strange if he didn't get angry when he heard such words.
"I guessed it." Mr. Qin shrugged and continued: "Now let me answer your question. I am a cultivator, so I can make your flying needle disappear, so you should keep these useless things. "
Wu Ling sneered and said, "No wonder, Chinese cultivator."
"Then let's continue. We can't beat the werewolf wizard." Qin Feng knew that he cared about werewolves, so he deliberately rubbed salt into his wounds.
"Damn it." Wu Ling was really angry. He took out something like a bone staff from behind, bent his feet and kicked the ground violently, and rushed towards this side like a shell from a barrel.
The front of the bone staff is very sharp and shines with light blue light.
Young Master Qin was not in a hurry, and the flying sword rose into the sky from his hand, and then swooped down quickly, aiming for Wu Ling's head.
This move is called attacking the enemy to save me. Maybe your attack can cause some damage to me, but at the same time, you will also suffer a more serious blow.
Sure enough, Wu Ling changed from attack to defense. While turning his body half a circle, the bone staff hit the flying sword.
when……
The huge force was transmitted from the bone staff to the wizard's hand, and he realized how powerful the cultivator was.
Qin Feng was delighted. The beautiful instructor's analysis was correct. Generally, people who pay too much attention to speed are relatively weak in terms of strength. This has been proved by what happened just now.
I just don’t know whether the Witch Spirit can withstand attacks such as fire dragons, ice cones, and lightning, and what kind of effects it will have under the attack of spells.
To be honest, Young Master Qin really wanted to know the answer. While he silently recited the ice pick spell, he held a spell in his left and right hands, which were an intermediate fire dragon spell and a lightning spell.