Spirit Walker

A first-level force wind mage can only condense one wind blade, and the number doubles for each level up, and a sixth-level blaster has twenty wind blades.

Bang bang bang... As the wind blades criss-crossed, the furniture shattered one after another, and the body of the man in the peaked cap was torn apart like a bubble.

Star illusion? Fengshen Zhiyi frowned, and immediately saw a man in a peaked cap appearing in front of him, holding a dagger in his left hand and a gun in his right, raising the muzzle of the gun and shooting at him continuously.

The handsome and elegant Fengshen Zhiyi suddenly had a warning sign in his heart, ignoring the enemies and bullets in front of him. Raising his hand and pushing it to the right, the airflow roared and condensed into a wall of wind.

The skill wind wall in the saint stage!

The wind wall is the only defensive skill of the wind mage. It is formed by the condensation of high-speed flowing air. The faster the blade bullet is, the stronger the rebound will be.

The disadvantage is that the defense effect against heavy and slow weapons is weak.

"Bang bang" two deafening gunshots, but not from the front, but from the right side.

Two yellow warheads collided with the high-speed flowing air wall and were instantly bounced off. One was embedded in the ceiling, and one of them pierced through the bedding and disappeared.

Although wind mages cannot resist illusions, they can sense the real position of the enemy through changes in the airflow.

Amidst the gunshots, the illusion was self-defeating, and the man in the peaked cap appeared on the right. URL m. biqiudu. com

Fengshen Zhiyi neither looked at the stray bullet nor paid attention to the enemy. He pressed Jia Feizhang's shoulder with his palm, pressed him on the seat, and lifted him up with the other hand.

"Woo~" The airflow in the bedroom rose from the ground, and it was violent in an instant, furniture, quilts, computers and other items lifted up the ceiling.

In this full-scale attack with a closed mark, the enemy has nowhere to hide. This is a banning item specially prepared to deal with the Night Traveling God. There are many seals and items with sealing functions in all major professions. No class's escapism is impeccable.

The man in the peaked cap rolled towards the ceiling together with the sundries, making a heavy bang.

Feng Youshen's Wings immediately opened the wind blade, condensed a total of thirty-two sharp weapons that cut gold and jade, and swung it casually, hitting the flying enemy.

"Puff puff puff puff." The man in the peaked cap who was clinging to the ceiling was dismantled by the wind blade, his limbs, arms and internal organs fell to the floor behind the floor, making a "crack" sound.

Huh? Fengshen Zhiyi was taken aback for a moment. Although he was very confident in his wind blade attack, it was unexpected that he would be killed so easily.

The enemy doesn't even have decent defensive props? Fengshen Zhiyi looked intently at the stumped limbs and arms on the floor, only to see the pale flesh and organs showing a dull color, without a single drop of fresh blood.

Between the mutilated flesh and blood rolled down a palm-sized health plate engraved with constellations.

"This..." Fengshen Zhiyi's face changed slightly.

At this moment, a gloomy wind swept towards Jia Feizhang, a bald middle-aged man.

Before he had time to think about it, Fengshen Zhiyi grabbed a thunder and lightning mark and slapped it on Jia Feizhang's chest.

"Zizi" Jia Feizhang's body surface jumped out of a bright blue arc, which bounced off the dark wind.

The power of the thunder attribute is extremely masculine and strong, and it has a strong restraint on spirits and souls.

God's Wings grabbed a blue-red cloak, shook it off and put it on his back. In an instant, bright blue light appeared in his eye sockets, and lightning marks appeared between his brows, and crackling arcs bounced around him.

Fengshen Zhiyi didn't make a move right away. Looking at the Yinfeng whirling around in the bedroom, he said elegantly and calmly, "Using Yin corpses to pretend to be the body is indeed a good strategy. Among the major professions, there are very few professions that can deal with spirit bodies. At least, once the operation fails, it will be a big deal to abandon the corpse spirit body and retreat calmly."

"Just now I saw you performing the star escape technique, and I was also deceived by you, but since we know that you are a high-level night traveler, how could we be unprepared?" While speaking, he suspected a lightning whip, "cracking" sparks everywhere Splashing, electric ions raged in the air.

That cloudy wind is like ants on a hot pot running around, wanting to leave but unable to leave, wanting to possess one's body will be ejected by the lightning attribute force, watching oneself being repeatedly struck by the lightning whip, the breath weakens sharply.

While waving the wings of the wind god, it waited for the assistance of its companions.

"Heh, I told you that since we know you are a star official, why were we unprepared? Your master-level companion was sniped by our leader and elders."

"It is said that the star officials are cunning and wretched, and it is true. If the main body comes with props, corpses and resentful spirits to assist, it will take some effort to kill you."

"Now, slowly wait for death to meet your end."

Suddenly a sharp short knife pierced Fengshen Zhiyi's chest.

His pupils shrank suddenly, his body froze, and the movement of waving the whip stopped suddenly. Fengshen Zhiyi couldn't believe it, and turned his head to look at Jia Feizhang, who was always protected by him.

The bald middle-aged man raised his mouth, and his eyes were malicious and playful: "Who told you that we came alone?"

"You, you are..." Fengshen Zhiyi held his chest and staggered back, "You are the spiritual servant just now, no, you are also a star official."

He understood that there were two star officials and two spirit bodies hidden in the Yin Corpse.

When one of them first possessed Jia Feizhang, he had already seized him and devoured his soul and memory. The subsequent conversations and all the actions of the man in the peaked cap to withdraw the spirit servant were all to deceive himself who was hiding by the window.

Jia Feizhang laughed and said, "Did you not wake up talking about the layout with the star officials? Heh, only you idiots from abroad dare to stay in the second district. I didn't think I would dare to play with the star officials like this."

Fengshen Zhiyi's face was livid, and regardless of his chest injury, he suddenly raised his hands and set off a hurricane that devoured everything.

Yuan Zhang Yuanqing in the sugar shop thought silently: The second largest district does not produce night wandering gods, this star palace is a talent recruited by Tianpu, and it is also from the second largest district.

If it's the latter, is it the Star Official of the Supreme Unity Sect or the Night Rose?

Well, it can't be so absolute. Since the prophecy of the Bright Compass came out, major organizations have begun to recruit the Night Tour God purposefully.

There are several night travel gods and star officials in large overseas organizations, which is completely in line with it.

"You seem a little absent-minded?" Cao Qianxiu looked at the other side with bright eyes, don't tell me you are sleepy.

The store is closed, half of the lights are off, and the other half is reserved for them. The boss is unwilling to work overtime. The boss is a saver, so he doesn’t want to pay, but he is not bad. He gave the lock and key to the two of them to remind them to remember. He turned off the lights, locked the door and left cursing.

The boss knew Cao Qing.

Don't you know that Ye Youshen is also the Emperor of the Liver? Zhang Yuanqing looked towards Curry Street: "Your deacon is in danger!"

Cao Chuxiu looked dazed and didn't understand. Before she could ask further, the group leader's urgent and dignified voice came from the headset: "All the members gathered on Curry Street and something happened. Fengshen's Wing is in danger and immediately supports it."

Cao Qianxiu's eyes widened instantly.

"Received!" Zhang Yuanqing pressed the headset and replied.

Then he looked at the dazed girl: "During the mission, you must remain absolutely calm, and no news can shake your mind, or you will die." After finishing speaking, he strode out of the sugar shop.

Zhang Yuanqing said this on purpose, the purpose is to establish a mature, stable and experienced image in front of Cao Qianxiu, so as to facilitate subsequent exposure of the real level.

Only then did Cao Qianxiu come to her senses, she quickly got up and followed out, and pulled down the rolling door by the way.

It was about one kilometer away from the Tangshui shop after leaving Curry Street. With the speed of Cao Qianxiu and Zhang Yuanpinqing, they arrived at the designated location in less than half a minute.

It was 1:30 in the middle of the night, there were very few pedestrians in Chinatown, half of the whole block was in darkness, and half was shrouded in light. ID

In a block full of cars, Zhang Yuanqing saw many people gathered downstairs of a certain apartment building from a distance, with anxious faces looking up at a certain window.

Lightning flickered in the window, but no sound came out.

A few young men in peaked caps were holding computers, hovering over everyone's heads and typing keys with one hand, and above them, there was a wind mage gliding against the wind.

The first-level wind mage does not have the ability to fly, but can glide.

"Judge!" A voice came from above their heads, Zhang Yuanqing and Cao Qingxiu looked up, only to see a figure gliding from the air against the wind.

These are ten six or seven-year-old girls. Their faces are round, with the baby fat of girls remaining, and their eyes are extremely bright and full of water.

Wearing a white sweater and light-colored slim-fit jeans, she looks youthful, sweet and moving.

At this time, the girl's round and sweet face was full of anxiety.

"Bai Xue, what's going on?" Cao Qianxiu asked hastily.

Snow White glanced at Zhang Yuanqing, she didn't have time to pay attention and greet, grabbed Cao Qianxiu's arm, and said anxiously: "I heard from the group leader that the plan of Fengshen Deacon is to close the door and beat the dog, and imprison the murderer in the house. Even ordinary people can prevent him from escaping."

"But just now, as captured by the drone, Deacon Fengshen has been severely injured and is in danger."

Cao Qianxiu's face darkened: "You gathered here because you couldn't break the restriction and couldn't rescue them?"

Snow White nodded vigorously: "The team leader has already contacted the top management of the organization, but the feedback he got was, wait a little longer."

She frowned delicately and stomped her feet anxiously: "We can wait, but Deacon Fengshen can't wait, the higher-ups don't know what they are doing!"

While talking, a few more people came up.

The leader was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a square face, an inch-cut head, a muscular figure, sharp and clear eyes, giving people a very positive feeling.

Followed by three people, one is a plump young man in a black t-shirt, wearing black-rimmed glasses, his appearance and temperament perfectly fit the image of a "fat house".

A young man with an unruly temperament, with a short ponytail and handsome facial features, but the combination makes people feel uncomfortable, too sharp and unruly.

One is a simple and honest young man with ordinary facial features and height, but a burly body.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the four of them, completed the check-in and identified their identities through their temperament and facial features.

"I have already contacted the deacon of the 'Yellow Wind Monster', and I will be here soon, everyone, don't worry." Self-improvement first explained the situation to Cao Qianxiu, and then nodded slightly to Zhang Yuanqing.

"Very good". "Princess Snow White is relieved, the Yellow Wind Monster is a level 4 blaster, although it is far from being able to compare with the Wings of the Wind God, it is still a saint.

Cao Qianxiu looked around at her teammates and said, "Why is this happening? The top management of the organization should have a thorough plan, why are they still in such a mess?"

The team members looked at each other, speechless.

Even the unrelenting self-improvement that the organization naturally arranged just now, was speechless for a while.

The organization seemed to be overturned. Seeing that no one responded, Cao Qianxiu subconsciously looked at Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the window: "No matter how careful the plan is, it is equivalent to an open-book exam for the star officials. If the high-level organization can't come, it is probably because they are entangled."

"Never try to ambush star officials. In terms of layout ability, among the major occupations in the spiritual realm, there is no one comparable to star officials. The senior management of the organization has too little experience in dealing with night tour gods."

The unruly sea monster doctor Lin Shengshou snorted: "As an afterthought, what's the use of talking about it now."

The Kraken is the fire master of the first district, no, he needs to be beaten more than the fire master. The fire master is speechless, and the sea monster is good at provocation.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him, he has been a spiritual practitioner for so long, he has learned to be tolerant, some professions have no brains when they talk, you have to admit it.

At this time, a gust of wind hit, and a middle-aged man in pajamas swept into the night sky.

The members of the anti-black and white alliance below breathed a sigh of relief, shouting "Yellow Wind Monster Deacon".

The middle-aged man looked at the window that was flickering with thunder, ignoring the members of the block who spread their hands, causing the surrounding air to boil.

The strong wind kicked up dust and garbage, and the members below couldn't open their eyes.

Under the control of the middle-aged man, the boiling airflow condensed into wind blades~www.readwn.com~ The wind blades condensed into bigger wind blades.

Looking forward to it under the breathless anticipation of Snow White and the others, the middle-aged deacon Huang Fenggui pushed out with both palms.

"Woo~"

The wind howled violently, and the six-meter-long wind blade suddenly slashed out and hit the film-like barrier.

The film shook violently twice, then recovered, and the wind blade collapsed into a strong wind.

It was a bit embarrassing not to break the restriction.

The expectant eyes of all the members froze, and their expressions also became stiff.

The face of the deacon Huang Fengwei changed slightly.

"No, it didn't work." Cao Qianxiu's face turned pale.

The expressions of the members of the six groups became serious.

It's too late to save Deacon Fengshen, unless the leader can arrive immediately, Deacon Fengshen will die.

How long can a person in a desperate situation last? Gale is not a profession with high defense and self-healing. It is not easy to survive until now. I

"What should I do?" Snow White cried anxiously.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqi cleared the phone in his pocket with a "ding", and he took out the phone to check the information: "The main body has been confirmed, and there are no high-ranking spiritual practitioners lurking around. I have already prepared a disguise, and the leader of Tongtian can appear on the stage at any time."

Zhang Yuanqing replied: "Wait until I break the restriction as a swordsman, then you can speak up again.!"

The avatar replied: "Received!"

Zhang Yuanqing put away his mobile phone and walked towards the apartment building. During the process, he opened the inventory and grabbed a two-foot-long bronze sword.

Cao Qianxiu, who was behind her, was taken aback, and shouted, "What are you going to do?"