When the ice cone fell from the sky, the fire dragon and lightning also followed.
Wu Ling was startled. He knew about the Chinese cultivators, but he didn't expect that the other party could cast three spells at the same time. This was too BT.
He subconsciously felt that the fire dragon should be the most lethal, so he focused all his energy on it.
As everyone knows, the strongest one is the ice cone, then the lightning, and finally the fire dragon.
Bang...
The ice pick hit his back hard, making a sound like a hammer hitting rotten wood, followed by lightning.
Wu Ling successfully dodged the fire dragon, but was hit by the ice pick and lightning. Ice pick fragments flew in all directions, and silver snake-like arcs of electricity raged across his body.
Qin Feng was delighted. He didn't expect to succeed so easily. After all, the opponent was a race he didn't understand. This made him more confident.
You cannot be polite to international friends. A stack of charms appeared in his hand.
If other cultivators saw this, they would definitely call him a spendthrift. Even if these charms are all free of charge, they cannot be wasted like this.
For a moment, lightning and fire dragons flew, and the wizard couldn't find a way to deal with it. Although he waved the bone staff in his hand tightly, he still suffered blows one after another.
On Isabella's side, two figures, one black and one white, came to a fight. Because their movements were so fast, afterimages appeared.
Bang bang...
The beautiful instructor was punched in the lower abdomen, but she kicked her. The two quickly separated, and after stabilizing their bodies, they looked at each other alertly.
The witch spirit was indeed the nemesis of the vampires. During the fight, Isabella felt restricted in every way.
"Chacha, vampire woman, just accept your fate." The man smiled very unpleasantly: "Unless you have a level above count, otherwise, if you meet someone from our Witch Spirit Cult, you will only die. But, look, For the sake of everyone being from Europe, as long as you stop entangled, I will consider letting you go."
"Are you that good?" the beautiful instructor asked suspiciously.
Wu Ling hummed: "I do what I say. Of course, if you doubt it, then there is nothing I can do."
The beautiful instructor immediately understood what he was really thinking and said with a sneer: "You are afraid that our fight will be too fierce and attract Chinese cultivators, so you don't want to be my enemy, right?"
The Wu Ling guessed what he was thinking, but he said stubbornly: "What do I have to be afraid of? The Vampire Clan is a feud with the world of cultivation. They have never had any conflict with our Wu Ling Sect. Even if they appear, they will still fight against you." Fight."
"Really?" The beautiful instructor's expression became even colder and she said: "In the eyes of the world of cultivation, anyone who does not belong here is an alien and will suffer the most severe punishment. Are you their friend?"
"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, then fight."
"That's exactly what I wanted to tell you."
The two of them pounced on each other at the same time, and their fighting style was really hard-hitting. It just depends on who can bear it better, who will have the last laugh.
On the other side, Qin Feng used up all the charms in his hand. In less than two minutes, he used almost thirty of them.
The bone staff in Wu Ling's hand was like a windmill. After the last fire dragon disappeared, he stopped suddenly, pointed the top of the bone staff at Qin Feng, and shouted: "Wow, you are chirping..."
Whoosh...
An energy ball the size of a golf ball flew out, and Young Master Qin immediately started to dodge.
But the energy ball was very flexible, and he couldn't dodge it at all. He could only watch it hit him.
boom……
The ball exploded, sending him flying backwards. The energy shield completely lost its function after the explosion.
"MD." He cursed and got up from the ground. Before he could fight back, he heard the familiar phrase "Wow, you are chirping..."
I'll go ahead and hide in Xiaoding's head office.
As the saying goes, one learns from one's mistakes. You have already suffered a lot. Are you stupid enough to continue to use your body to resist?
The next second, he was lying on the grass, frowning and muttering to himself: "Wow, you are chirping... what kind of spell is this? Why does it sound so much like me cutting your chicken? Damn, it really does look like it." , Nima, can you please stop using such a disturbing spell?"
A few minutes later, he flew out of the small cauldron calmly.
The wizard spirits outside were looking around like headless chickens. He really couldn't understand how a living person could disappear without warning. Is a cultivator really that powerful?
Click...shua...
A bolt of lightning hit his back accurately, and then a flying sword flew quickly, leaving a deep wound on his waist that was visible to the bone.
Yeah, got it.
Young Master Qin was overjoyed and immediately commanded Feijian to continue the attack.
"Wow, you..."
"Wow..."
"Wow, you are..."
Now that he knew that this sentence was a curse, how could Young Master Qin watch the opponent recite it? He used flying swords to harass the enemy and could always interrupt the enemy at the most critical moment.
"Next, it's time for me to cut your dick." He silently recited the ice pick spell.
In the sky, a huge ice cone more than three meters long quickly grew larger and longer as he continued to chant the spell, and soon exceeded five meters.
Whoosh...
"Wow, you are..."
Bang...
Wu Ling still took a step slower, and the ice pick stabbed his ribs hard. With the huge force, he was knocked away.
The ice pick shattered piece by piece, and the flying sword followed closely behind, successfully piercing the wound it created.
puff……
Most of the sword blade penetrated, piercing Wu Ling's abdomen, and then nailed him to the ground.
When he was attacked by the ice pick, his bone staff had already flown out of his hand. After his body landed on the ground, he quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword and tried to pull it out, but was unable to do so.
The flying sword is not an ordinary weapon, it only obeys the instructions of its master.
Young Master Qin fell from the sky, stepped on Wu Ling's neck, and said with a smile: "How about it, you have seen how powerful a cultivator is. As a Chinese, I want to give you, this guest, a chance to survive. The premise is that you need Answer me a question."
"Let's exchange questions," he shouted.
"Go to hell with the exchange, now I have the upper hand, okay?" He stepped on the opponent's shoulder blade and said coldly: "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me? Listen up, my question is, who I asked you to kill me. If you name that person, I will consider letting you go."
Wu Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell you. Moreover, what I want to say is that Wu Ling cannot be killed, so don't waste your efforts, hahaha."
"Really?" Qin Feng looked down at his wound, and sure enough there was no blood flowing out.
I thought that if you do this, I won’t be able to redeem you.
He calmly took out the dagger Huo Yun. When the cold light on the blade flashed, a trace of fear clearly appeared in the wizard's eyes.