The night breeze slowed his breathing, and the muscles of his whole body tensed, just staring at the Spotted Snake King's every move.

He didn't move, and neither did the Snake King, a pair of cold eyes staring straight at the night wind.

"Whew!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Looking away, it was dazzling, the speed of the snake king was indeed as fast as lightning, and it was completely different from those little snakes, the last second was separated by the night wind for hundreds of zhang, and the next second the area had already hit the heavy sword.

Night Wind's face was slightly flushed, and his eyes didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing the slightest movement of the Snake King, the heavy sword in his hand had already been swung up, blocking the attack of the Snake King at once, but he had been in a passive state.

At this time, the night wind was very happy, fortunately, the surface area of the heavy sword was large, and it only needed to move the position slightly to block the "slender" snake king.

But there are advantages and disadvantages, the heavy sword is too big and too heavy, and the body is consumed quickly, and it will inevitably lose earlier under the advantages of one or the other.

Moreover, the wisdom of the snake king is not low, knowing that a small-scale attack is not easy to hurt the night wind, so he turned up his movements, and scurried around from time to time, making the night wind cry bitterly.

"Humph!"

Discovered by the Snake King in a gap behind him, Night Wind received a fierce blow, and the huge force rolled over, causing his body to fly forward uncontrollably, and the heavy sword almost came out of his hand.

"Whew!"

When he heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, Night Wind's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes showed fierceness, and he twisted his body fiercely in mid-air, blocking the heavy sword in his hand in front of him.

Before he could slow down the mouthful of reverse blood, another huge force was transmitted from his wrist, which shook the night wind's hands numbly, and then passed it to his body, almost squirting out the reverse blood that was choked in his throat.

Night Wind swallowed his breath, and then talked about the blood in his mouth and swallowed it back, ignoring the blood oozing from his hand, he held the heavy sword tightly, and flew backwards at a faster speed with great force.

"Bang!"

The body of the night wind slammed into a big tree, and the big tree shook violently, and the canopy was sprinkled one after another, and a large number of leaves fell.

Night Wind's face suddenly twisted, and he felt like his bones were about to break, even if the tree behind him was strong, he had just heard the sound of breaking.

The most important thing is the heavy sword that he originally blocked in front of his body, and the huge thrust in front of him collided with the resistance of the tree, and he was the one who suffered in the end.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Night Wind's mouth, and before he could erase it, he raised his eyes to look at the Snake King.

Thinking about it, the repeated attacks just now were too violent, the old force was not exhausted, and the new power was not born, and the snake king's head was also a little swaying at this time, and he stopped in place, just locking his cold gaze tightly on the night wind.

Originally, this was a good opportunity to attack, but at the moment, Night Wind didn't dare to move, and he himself needed time to recover.

To be honest, if it weren't for the good foundation laid in the previous half a year, and the washing of those sealing powers in his body a month ago, which made his physical body several grades stronger than the same level, it is estimated that he would have been planted here this time.

After all, how can you prevent it with the physical body alone, even if the full force attack of the same level is not reliable, the physical body is hard connected, let alone a Warcraft?

The snake king is buffering, but the night wind is also buffering.

The elf's recovery power has always been the strongest, and just when he was injured, the elf origin boiled up, automatically repairing his injured body.

Ye Feng wanted to break the first seal of the heavy sword, but his body consumption at this time was already very large, and it was estimated that he would not have a chance, so it was better to change to a more convenient one.

Thinking of this, Night Wind no longer had any scruples, and plunged the heavy sword deep into the ground, and at the same time mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and a little ghost light www.biquge.info flashed on his body, and a layer of black but transparent ice armor covered his body.

Finally, Nightwind's move angered the Serpent King.

The snake king's body swayed, like a bolt of lightning, and pounced on him, opening his big mouth, and a cold ice spat out.

Night Wind shrank his eyes, hurriedly stepped back, and reached forward in a circle, and three fireballs shot out in succession.

Needle tip to wheat mang!

Although it is just a small piece of ice, it is also the natal vitality of the snake king, how can it be ordinary?

The three flames that flew through it only dimmed it, but the three fireballs were actually overcome by the ice and directly extinguished.

This made Night Wind secretly annoyed, because his cultivation was too low.

But now the night wind can't think much about it, while retreating to the side, trying to shake off the ice line, while pressing his hands in front of him, the spiritual power in his body erupts, and a flame of completely different colors appears, dark and transparent, burning in an instant, it is actually cold!

The night wind was also forced to be unable to do it, and directly released the Ghost Flame Ice, how to say that the Ghost Flame Ice is much more advanced than the Natal Cold Qi it gets, although his cultivation is low, and he can't use many mysteries, but it's always okay to block for a moment to give himself time, right?

I have to say that Night Wind still underestimated the importance of bloodline levels in the ancient century, and even if the high-level bloodlines were not all awakened, it was enough to suppress the low-level bloodlines. Whether it's a demonic beast, an artifact, a soul, or a non-physical elemental force.

As soon as he got the cold ice into the wall of fire of the Flame Ice, he was entangled, and the Flame Ice directly trapped the ice line in it with a contraction, and the ice line struggled very spiritually, slamming into the ice wall formed by the Flame Ice, but it was never able to break through.

The night breeze was stunned for a moment, and then his face was happy, but he did not relax his vigilance because of this.

A round ball of unknown material appeared in his hand, and Night Wind's hand quickly fiddled with it a few times, and a long stick appeared in his hand, with several silver spirit patterns distributed on it, covering the entire stick.

Puppet assembly!

The art of puppets has been hidden for a long time, and later generations have disassembled and reassembled it to develop a new use: puppet assembly.

The trouble of refining the process cannot be done one by one, the form is not fixed, it can be transformed into various types of weapons, the quality depends on the material, and whether it is smooth or not depends on whether the work is fine.

But even if it is modified, puppet assembly is a rare thing, and all you can get is a noble person.

The night wind's sharp ears moved, and the long stick in his hand went around, turning out a large stick shadow, and a black line could faintly be seen flashing out and several afterimages hitting the stick shadow.

The huge impact force made the night wind keep turning his pace, and he skillfully used the unloading method of four or two thousand catties.

After all, the stick is not the same as the heavy sword, and there is no gravity to resist the impact.

Suddenly, the night breeze felt a chill behind him, only to feel creepy, and a strong sense of crisis permeated his heart.

The night breeze forced itself to the side.

"Whew!"

"Poof!"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, and a white line passed through Night Wind's shoulder, the power of ice was permeated, and not a trace of blood flowed out, and layers of frost spread to the meridians of Night Wind's body, trying to seal it.

Night Wind's body stiffened, the cold in his body pierced, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly from his throat without holding back.