It has to be said that the vitality of a saint-level strongman is really comparable to the legendary immortal beast Xiaoqiang.
The mid-level sword master who was hit head-on by the ninth-level magic 'Thunder Fury' actually collapsed on the ground for less than a minute. After experiencing the initial paralysis, he was now able to stand up again. Although his current
His image is rather bad. He has a standard plasma-permed afro, and the black robe on his body is also in tatters. He looks like a professional African wandering rock singer. But it can be seen from his sharp breath and angry eyes that he
The combat effectiveness has not been lost.
Looking at the black-robed man who slowly stood up with a short blade, Zhang Yunfeng thought to himself; "This guy's life is really Xiaoqiang's. He was hit by lightning as thick as a bucket, but he was still able to stand up. His posture seemed to be hurt."
It’s not very serious, meow, it doesn’t matter if you stand up, if you dare to kill me, I will make you fall down, and you will be unable to stand up in the end.”
Without waiting for the man in black robe to recover, Zhang Yunfeng took the lead in taking action based on the principle of 'taking advantage of his illness to kill him'.
He can't stall for time now. The movement of the ninth-level magic 'Thunder's Wrath' just now is really too big. If he doesn't deal with the enemy as soon as possible, if he waits for other saint-level powerhouses to arrive, I'm afraid some of his secrets will be lost.
Exposed, Zhang Yunfeng would never allow this.
Narrowing his eyes, Zhang Yunfeng made a thought and controlled the mental chip to absorb the nearby magic elements. It only took a few seconds to complete the mental arrangement of the magic elements. A small cyan storm was immediately formed, and the center of the storm's vortex was officially in the center.
Level Sword Master.
Just now, the black-robed sword master was hit by a ninth-level magic move. Before his mind was fully awake, he was surrounded by Zhang Yunfeng's cyan vortex. With the terrifying suction coming from the vortex, the black-robed sword master finally
It was sucked in from the ground.
This cyan storm is not simple, it contains hidden murderous intent. In addition to the amazing suction and centrifugal force inside the vortex, the most terrifying killing move is the wind blade hidden in the vortex. There are many dangers produced every moment in the vortex.
Wind blades, and the attack power of these wind blades is not low, each one is comparable to level seven magic.
This is Zhang Yunfeng’s original ninth-level wind magic ‘Storm Blade’.
In the green storm, the black-robed swordsman waved the short blade in his hand from time to time, splitting away the wind blades that were coming towards him. However, there were too many wind blades, and the black-robed swordsman could not completely block them for a while.
He had to come down. At this moment, his left foot was already damaged.
Normally, level nine magic would not have much impact on the mid-level sword master. After all, the black-robed sword master has the strength of the middle-level sword master, so he can still escape even if he can't stop it! It's just that the black-robed sword
Sheng had been injured by the previous ninth-level magic and lost most of his strength. Now it was a bit difficult to resist another ninth-level magic.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the black-robed sword master was trapped by his own magic, Zhang Yunfeng asked Xiao Jiujiu to launch a spiritual attack on the black-robed leader over there.
With the super mental attack method of Xiao Jiujiu's conscious mental body, the leader in black, who was just a silver swordsman, was naturally unable to parry. He screamed in pain and suffered the same fate as the subordinates he brought with him, and fell unconscious.
Then Zhang Yunfeng asked a group of elf guards to move all the men in black to a secret room and imprison them. After receiving the order, the elf guards immediately took action, put away their weapons, and temporarily acted as porters, dumping those who fell to the ground like corpses.
All the men in black moved away.
"ah!"
There was another scream in the green storm, and the black-robed swordsman was hit hard by the wind blade again. At this time, the black-robed swordsman's body was already covered with scars, with large and small injuries all over his body, and the blood was just useless.
Like money, money flowed out from the body of the black-robed sword master, and the cyan storm was even stained with a hint of bloody red.
As the body bleeds heavily, the black-robed swordsman has begun to show symptoms of dizziness, and the purple light on his body is getting weaker and weaker. His fighting spirit can no longer sustain him for much longer. However, the tenacious will of the saint-level strongman,
But it made him grit his teeth and prevent him from falling into coma. Feeling the power gradually passing away from his body, the black-robed swordsman knew that if he could not escape from this magic quickly, death would be waiting for him as time goes by.
Gritting his teeth, the black-robed sword master seemed to have made up his mind. A look of helplessness and determination appeared on his face. With his eyes focused, the purple brilliance of the black-robed sword master suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something.
It was as if he was dead, suddenly bursting out with so much brilliance that no one dared to look down upon it, but his body became strangely bloated, as if someone had injected water into his body.
At this moment, the strength of the black-robed sword master has returned to its peak, and even exceeded it by a lot. The surge of power in his body gave him the illusion of being infinitely close to the sword god. But now he has no intention to feel it carefully.
Due to the changes in his body, he knew that his time was running out.
Purple light circulated outside his body. The black-robed swordsman completely ignored the crazy wind blades. He waved the short blade lightly in his hand, and a purple sword light three meters long was formed with the swing of the short blade, destroying wood.
Laxu broke through the cyan storm in his body.
The black-robed swordsman didn't hesitate, and flew out of the gap created by the storm. He looked at Zhang Yunfeng not far away, and the murderous anger in his eyes was gushing out and could explode at any time.
When Zhang Yunfeng saw that the black-robed swordsman had broken through his own magic, he stopped outputting magic, and immediately the small cyan storm disappeared without a trace.
"Boy, you are very powerful. You have reached the pinnacle of senior magisters and even low-level holy magisters. It seems that everyone, even the organization, has been deceived by you." The black-robed swordsman said coldly.
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organize?
Zhang Yunfeng was very confused when he heard the words of the black-robed swordsman. He couldn't help but ask, "Who are you? Why do you want to kill me? And what organization do you mean by the organization reached?"
Mentioning the organization, a flash of fanaticism flashed in the eyes of the black-robed swordsman, but it quickly disappeared; "You don't need to know this, because you are about to report to the underworld. A dead person doesn't need to know these secrets, and you don't need to know this."
You should be satisfied, because there is an intermediate sword master buried with you."
The black-robed swordsman almost said the last sentence through gritted teeth.
As soon as he heard "Buried with Me", Zhang Yunfeng immediately knew what kind of forbidden technique this black-robed swordsman must have used. His strength was greatly increased before he could break out of his ninth-level magic. Since it was a forbidden technique, the price must not be light. Listen to Hei
The robed swordsman said that this forbidden technique was obviously at the cost of burning his own life. Maybe it won't be long before this guy is about to die.
Now that he knows this, Zhang Yunfeng doesn't want to fight head-on with the black-robed swordsman or a mortal man. This deal is really uneconomical!
However, Zhang Yunfeng didn't want to fight hard, but the black-robed swordsman didn't want to let him go. The black-robed swordsman yelled, "Suffer death!"
At the same time, he rushed directly towards Zhang Yunfeng, waving the short blades on his body continuously, and the fighting spirit on his body seemed to be worthless. Those fighting spirit slashes were attacking Zhang Yunfeng one after another.
"Feng Shui Earth Shield!"
"Water Fantasy Wall!"
"Flame Extreme Wall"
"Guardian of the Earth!"
Seeing the fighting spirit slashes rolling towards him, Zhang Yunfeng suddenly felt his scalp numb. At this time, he didn't care about preserving his strength. He first gave himself a three-system compound magic, and then used defensive magic from each system to combine it.
Used them all once.
In an instant, colorful elemental lights appeared in front of the attic.
It's a pity that although Zhang Yunfeng used a lot of defensive magic, the black-robed sword master used forbidden magic this time, and his strength almost doubled, making him comparable to the high-level sword master and even the legendary sword god.
Zhang Yunfeng's defensive magic collided with the black-robed swordsman's fighting spirit, just like a red-hot iron knife colliding with a thin ice wall. It only resisted for a moment, but was broken one by one.
In less than ten seconds, Zhang Yunfeng's defensive magic was completely broken by the black-robed swordsman. At this time, the black-robed swordsman also came to Zhang Yunfeng and took his head with the short blade in his hand.
Faced with the lightning-fast speed of the black-robed sword master, Zhang Yunfeng barely paused. At the same time as the black-robed sword master took action, the space magic teleportation was immediately performed. His body shape changed and he successfully evaded the black-robed sword master's attack.
A sure blow.
When Zhang Yunfeng appeared again, he was already on the rockery where the black-robed swordsman had been.
"Space magic!" Seeing Zhang Yunfeng's body suddenly disappearing in front of his eyes, the black-robed swordsman immediately thought of the rarest space magician on the mainland. If Zhang Yunfeng is really a space magician, then his mission today may be
It's hard to be complete.
But things have come to this. Just like the arrow that was shot, there is no turning back. The forbidden technique he used will lead to his death soon. Since he cannot escape the fate of death, no matter it is for the sake of the organization.
His mission was still to satisfy the anger in his heart. He had to take away the bastard who made him use the forbidden technique no matter what.
With a mental scan, the black-robed swordsman immediately discovered Zhang Yunfeng who was still on the other side of the rockery. With an angry roar, he flew towards Zhang Yunfeng again.
Only this time, the black-robed swordsman did not release his Dou Qi Slash. Instead, he flew towards Zhang Yunfeng at full speed. The speed was extremely fast, as fast as a meteor and lightning. At the same time, his body still had the illusion of inflating.
Seeing this, Zhang Yunfeng felt something was wrong in his heart. How could he care so much? He just flew to high altitude and activated his jet technique. His body was like a rocket, climbing up quickly.
The black-robed swordsman was not to be outdone and kept chasing Zhang Yunfeng.
One ran away, the other chased, and the two soon flew to an altitude of one thousand meters.
At the same time, in the east and south, six purple rays of light suddenly appeared and rushed towards this direction at an extremely fast speed.