The power of the explosion was undoubtedly huge. The energy and shock wave generated by the explosion immediately surrounded Zhang Yunfeng, who was very close at hand. The nine wind shields that Zhang Yunfeng had hurriedly deployed before were all shattered, and even the last three-system compound defensive magic on his body was shattered.
It also disappeared with a bang under the shocking explosion, and then directly bombarded the defenseless Zhang Yunfeng.
Fortunately, these defensive magics also successfully blocked nearly 90% of the power. The final explosion that hit Zhang Yunfeng was only 10%. However, the sword master's self-destruction was powerful enough to kill an average silver swordsman.
, and Golden Swordsman Zhang Yunfeng was not immune.
With a scream, Zhang Yunfeng's face turned as pale as gold paper, and he suddenly spurted out a large pool of blood! His body was affected by the aftermath of the explosion, and flew straight into the sky at a faster speed.
When the impact of the explosion disappeared, his body began to move in a straight line at a constant speed and fell horizontally downward!
The remaining fighting energy in the black-robed sword master's body also escaped into the air with the explosion of his body, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night sky.
At this moment, in the entire city of Combeda, as long as anyone looks up at the starry sky, they will find that a violet-like dazzling violet suddenly appears in the extremely high sky. It is a dazzling fireworks that is mesmerizing.
"Wow! What beautiful magic fireworks!" A young nobleman stopped on the street and looked into the sky in the east.
"It's so beautiful. I never thought that I could see such a beautiful scene even if I couldn't sleep and look at the moon. It's such a beautiful night!" A bard sighed as he looked up at the stars in the courtyard of his house.
But Zhang Yunfeng, who was closest to this bright firework, did not have the leisure to appreciate it.
He now even had the urge to scold his mother; "Meow meow, you damn bastard, you just want to die, why do you have to self-destruct, and why do you have to self-destruct when you are not close to me? Damn it!"
This time, I was so excited. When he exploded like this, all my mental strength and unparalleled energy were consumed. I couldn’t even fly. This is an altitude of seven thousand meters! If I fall, I will be smashed into pieces.
Jiang, sister Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, please protect me and I must fall into the pool! Otherwise, my little life will be handed over here today."
It's just that Zhang Yunfeng's expectation is destined to be difficult to realize.
Not to mention whether he would fall to pieces on the street, even if he was lucky enough to fall into the lake in his mansion.
But at his current height, as his body continues to fall, when he hits the ground, the inertial momentum attached to his body is already amazing. Even if there is a pool to offset part of the momentum, he will still be able to escape and fall into pieces in the end.
Sauce's fate.
In order to survive, Zhang Yunfeng tried to make one last attempt, trying hard to search every meridian in his body. But in the end he gave up. The black-robed swordsman's self-destruction just now wiped out the last trace of unparalleled energy in his body.
It is used to resist self-destruction energy, and all the mental power is used to cast defensive magic. Now the body is empty and has no energy at all. Even if he takes out the flying skateboard, he does not have the mental power to control it.
The sound of hunting wind sounded in my ears, my body was hit by the strong wind, and the mage's robe was blown wildly.
At this time, Zhang Yunfeng could only close his eyes helplessly and resign himself to his fate.
"Eh! Wait!" Zhang Yunfeng suddenly thought of something, opened his eyes instantly, and quickly used mental communication to give instructions to Xiao Jiujiu: "Give me the 'Wind Wings' from the warehouse immediately!"
"Master, you always think of using the 'Wings of Wind' to get out of danger!" Xiao Jiujiu's teasing voice sounded in Zhang Yunfeng's mind.
"Stop talking nonsense and give me the things quickly, or you won't be able to feel better when I finish playing." Zhang Yunfeng said angrily.
When he thought of flying skateboards, he naturally thought of the 'Wings of Wind', which also had the ability to fly. Just because the performance of the 'Wings of Wind' was so rubbish, he subconsciously ignored this tool that was purely used to make money.
.
Compared to the "Wings of Wind" which is a junk product, Zhang Yunfeng really has too many substitutes that can be used. But all of those substitutes require the use of mental power to control. This is also due to his previous efforts to integrate magic civilization.
As a result, almost all new products were related to magic or mental power. Now that he had no mental power, he couldn't play with it. Now he finally tasted the bitter fruit he had caused.
Fortunately, he still has the "Wings of Wind" that were originally designed purely to provide entertainment for noble playboys. The "Wings of Wind" are completely designed for ordinary people. They don't require magical fighting spirit and can be controlled with only one pair of hands.
Very suitable for him to use now.
Xiao Jiujiu immediately took out a 'Wing of Wind' from the computer bracelet and used it to automatically put it on Zhang Yunfeng's back.
Zhang Yunfeng reluctantly moved his hands that were numb from the explosion, buckled the sling, and held the control buttons on both sides of the sling with both hands. With a slight force on his left hand, the 'Wings of Wind' was immediately activated, finally offsetting the additional momentum of his body.
Zhang Yunfeng controlled the 'Wings of Wind' to do a backflip in the air, adjusted his body shape smoothly, and slowly flew towards his mansion.
Small lakeside.
"Weird!" Marshal Old Kony narrowed his eyes, stared at Zhang Yunfeng who was flying slowly, and said in surprise; "What is that thing on that kid? He can actually fly without relying on magic, with a little magic fluctuation."
No, it’s really evil!”
"It's a little strange, but you'll be opened without any knowledge." Brutz was very at odds with Old Kony, and never missed any opportunity to attack him; "That's a thing that's very popular among emperors in the 'Wind Wings' these days.
Even if anyone without magic fighting spirit can use it, you don’t even know this stuff, so it’s true that you are ignorant and ignorant!”
"Old boy, what do you mean by this? Believe it or not, I will beat you up here!" Brutz scolded you like this in front of many saint-level powerhouses. Even though Old Kony is already over fifty years old,
He still couldn't keep it off his face, so he threatened him verbally.
Not only Old Kony, there were also several saint-level powerhouses present who didn't know what the 'Wings of Wind' were.
Although Hannibal's publicity campaign is in place, almost every dandy in Combeda knows that the "Wings of Wind" thing is recently popular in the Imperial Capital. However, the saint-level powerhouses present are either powerful or devoted to cultivation.
, how can I bother to pay attention to this information.
"Yeah! I know, that guy must be that boy Zhang Yunfeng." Barok suddenly said; "I just said that the breath seemed very familiar. It turned out to be the breath of this boy. By the way, the 'Wings of Wind' is really him.
Made alchemy tools."
After Baroque's reminder, Bruce also discovered Zhang Yunfeng's identity.
But the others were confused. Old Kony asked: "Do you know that person?"
"Can I not recognize you?"
Brutz said angrily; "He is the newly hired tutor of the Alchemy Department of our college."
"What about Zhang Yunfeng's strength? Is he a wind-based Holy Magister?" Old Kony asked again. This question is what Old Kony is most concerned about. A Holy Magister can affect the outcome of a battle.
There is no room for old Kony, the generalissimo, not to care.
"No!" Brutz said bluntly; "Although his talent is very good, he is only a junior magister now. He is still far from a holy magister."
"Impossible, how could a junior magister escape with his life in the hands of a high-level sword master and force the high-level sword master to self-destruct! You old boy, don't lie to me again." Old Kony thought.
Bruce was playing tricks on himself again and didn't tell the truth!
"Lao Tang gave that kid a ninth-level scroll just the day before yesterday. You also know the attack power of thunder magic. Maybe he used that scroll to severely damage the sword master, and maybe even forced him to self-destruct.
"Bruce analyzed; "We just rushed here because we felt the ninth-level thunder magic. This kid is a ghost. Just opening his mouth can make a senior magician vomit blood. Say no.
I can definitely use some means to kill the Sword Master."
Hearing this, all the saint-level powerhouses nodded. They were indeed attracted by the fluctuations of the ninth-level magic. But they were confused. Even if a junior magician holds a ninth-level thunder scroll,
Might be the opponent of the Sword Master!
Just like a child holding a big knife, he cannot be an opponent of an adult. After all, the strength gap between the two sides is really too big!