Wu Zero is famous in the wizarding world, but he is not as unknown as the magician just now. This man rarely moves outside, but when he appears, he will inevitably cause a violent panic, because his monster is the most famous beast in history, the giant beast with eight heads and the size of a small mountain.

Wu Ling looked about the same height as Wu Shan, but he was much thinner than him, his limbs were thin and long, like bamboo poles, maybe he had lived in a place where he had not seen the light of day for a long time, his face was very pale, without a trace of blood, his shriveled face, his cheekbones were high and protruding, his eyes were deeply sunken, the bridge of his nose was high and straight, his lips were white, his forehead was broad, and he was wearing a black hooded robe on his head, so he couldn't see his head clearly.

Because they are inseparable from the dead all year round, the body of the manipulator often exudes a disgusting corpse odor, in order to cover up the corpse stench, those manipulators like to spray a large amount of strong perfume on their body, and because the corpse has a rotten smell, stimulated by this, most of the manipulators have red eyes with ulcers in the corners of their eyes.

Unlike ordinary demon manipulators, Wu Ling does not have a bit of corpse odor on his body, and his eyes are normal like ordinary people, firstly, because his strength is at the top level of demon manipulators, and secondly, it is said that his father is a demigod with the blood of a celestial god on his body, allowing him to control top monsters without entering a demon.

Wu Ling's name has already spread in the Wu Alliance, and there is no need to remind him, Wu Shan's heart tightened, this opponent is not easy to deal with.

Wu Ling is not a verbose person, seeing Wu Shan concentrating on the battle, he did not have the slightest intention of retreating, and slowly pulled out a long knife: "Both of us have the filthy blood of the gods flowing from our bodies, and I think Your Excellency will not refuse my invitation." ”

"If that's the case, why fight to the death. Wu Shan could feel the cold aura emanating from the unpretentious broadsword. He had heard his master Wu Qian say that the name of this knife was Black Knife, which was a weapon left to him by his father, and it was an artifact from the heavenly realm.

"The Tao is different, not the same. Wu Ling said, raising the black knife, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Wu Shan's chest.

has said this, Wu Shan can't find a reason to refuse.

Wu Shan used to be active in Nanzhou, and he rarely met a dark wizard, let alone a dark wizard as strong as Wu Ling's strength, and he also wanted to know who was more powerful, himself or the other party.

Wu Shan did not take out his weapon, but raised his left hand and closed his right hand, and made a gesture of invitation to Wu Ling.

Wu Ling sighed, he didn't want to take advantage, so he put away the black knife.

Feeling the other party's desire to fight fairly, Wushan's fighting spirit was the first to be aroused, the white-clothed robe rose without wind, the little green in the center of the eyes suddenly turned red, and the short hair stood up.

"You first. Wu Ling said coldly.

Wu Shan nodded: "Offended." As he spoke, he attacked Wu Ling's inner thigh, and when he saw that Wu Ling didn't use magic, he also gave up witchcraft.

Everyone knows that Wu Shan is the most outstanding wizard of the younger generation of the Witch Alliance, good at all kinds of witchcraft, especially good at attacking from a distance, but only a few people know that he is better at melee attacks, thanks to his mother's demigod status, his strong body perfectly inherits his mother's genes, and even surpasses his mother.

Wu Shan jumped in front of Wu Ling in an instant, but Wu Ling's speed was not slower than him at all, his tall and thin body was flexible and powerful, and he easily jumped back, and dodged the opponent's attack.

The first time both sides were trying, Wu Shan only used less than fifty percent of his strength, and he knew that Wu Ling didn't use all his strength.

The attack failed, Wushan suddenly put away the posture of attack, his two arms spread out like wings, supporting the entire cloak, his five fingers were pinched into a pointed beak, like two eagle's beaks, his feet were one in front of the other, and his two feet touched the ground on their toes, looking like he was about to fly up and attack at any time.

This is the Eight Beasts play that Wu Shan learned from an old wizard, who asked him to imitate the movements of the eight beasts of Baigu Peak, learn the essence of their movements to capture prey or fight enemies, and evolve his own moves accordingly.

Wu Ling looked at Wu Shan's posture like a bird, completely inconsistent with the lower three attacks just now, it looked much more powerful than the lower attack just now, and the fighting spirit was vigorous, and a trace of blood quietly climbed into his eyes.

This time it was Wu Ling who attacked first, he rushed up, and the person was still two feet away from Wushan, so he jumped high, and then fell down heavily, slapping the Tianling Gai of Wushan with one palm.

Wu Shan's feet just moved, but he was as agile as an eagle, quickly retreated, dodging the opponent's palm wind, and then kept pecking forward with both hands, his hands were extremely fast, and countless arms were conjured, intensively attacking Wu Ling.

Wu Ling was no slower than Wu Shan, and his hands continued to parry forward, as if he had thousands of arms, completely blocking Wu Shan's eagle fist.

Bang bang bang, at first the fierce collision sound was like a thread densely, and later, the front sound was just eaten by the back sound as soon as it came out, and finally there was only one bang sound, like a very long rest.

The two of them have been fighting for more than 100 rounds in just a moment, but they have not been able to take advantage of the opponent, the strength of the two sides is too close, the two know that if they continue to fight like this, even if they fight for another three days and three nights, it will be difficult to distinguish the winner or loser, as if they have a heart, Wu Ling let out a long roar, and the two jumped out of the circle at the same time, no longer fighting.

Wu Ling was already panting slightly at this time, and Wu Shan was still calm and relaxed, looking at ease, he knew that he had lost a little, and secretly praised in his heart: Wu Shan is worthy of the title of a genius boy in the Witch Alliance, and the younger generation of dark wizards, I am afraid that only Wu Wu can defeat him.

"Your Excellency's fists and feet are better than in the bottom, and you are convinced in the heart, if you continue to fight like this, you will definitely lose. Speaking of this, Wu Lingfeng suddenly turned, "But after comparing punches and kicks, it should be compared to weapons." He knew that Wushan had no weapons, so he took out a long sword and said, "This sword is called Day, and it is made of the same material as Wuye, and there is no difference in the quality of a sword and a sword." By saying this, he undoubtedly showed that he had no intention of taking advantage of the contest of weapons.

Wu Shan thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Wu Ling's eyes are very keen, in the dark night, Wu Shan's every move can be seen clearly, when Wu Shan nodded, so he threw the day to him, and he took the dark night: "Then, come on." ”

One is more than punches and feet, and the other is more than swords, the reason why Wu Shan hesitates is that he is worried that the other party is using delaying tactics, and the dark wizard has dispatched such a powerful character as Wu Ling to entangle him, which shows the problem - they must be brewing an earth-shattering conspiracy, as for whether it is what Ghost San said, Wu Shan is skeptical.

Before taking the long sword, Wu Shan's nod was somewhat quick to decide, but when the long sword that was as white as cold jade was really held in his hand, the long sword was shaking suddenly, and the spiritual sense in the sword body broke through the sword body and impacted Wu Shan's mind.

Wushan's fighting spirit was aroused again: this time, he would defeat the other party no matter what, and his inexplicable confidence was burning in his chest.

Wu Ling saw that Wu Shan's eyes were shining with a strange light, which was completely different from the red light just now, and he knew that he couldn't control this day, and just as he was about to make him lose the day, Wushan had already attacked with a sword.

Wu Ling didn't dare to be careless, Wushan's strength was definitely not under him, and now he was holding a divine weapon, and one was accidentally split in half.

When dangdang, the sword and the sword collided from time to time, making a crisp sound, and the two divine soldiers were hung with a golden wind, and the swords were in the direction, and those trees were all broken by the sharp blades.

Boom, boom, trees continued to fall, kicking up a burst of dust, and all the nearby monsters fled in shock.

This vicious battle is much more dangerous than the fist and foot fight just now, and the slightest carelessness will break the hands and feet, but Wu Shan seems to be controlled by the day, and the moves are all killed, no matter how Wu Ling attacks him to save himself, let his big knife cut to his own vital point, did not dodge, but stabbed at the opponent, every move is a desperate way of playing.

Wu Zero was beaten back and forth, under the attack of Wushan like a storm, Wu Zero felt that the Qi in his body was passing rapidly, and Wu Shan became more and more excited, and there seemed to be no sign of physical exhaustion, if it continued like this, I am afraid that it would not last long, and it would be defeated because of exhaustion.

Wu Ling felt that it was not good, let out a long roar, jumped high, jumped to the nearest big tree, jumped continuously, jumped to the top of the tree, the moon in the sky has appeared at some point, and in one day it will be the winter solstice, and the last quarter moon hangs alone in the night sky.

Wu Ling thought that Wushan would not attack for the time being, but there was a sound of wings vibrating from under the tree, and then a cold light flashed from under the tree.

The wizard's inspiration is very keen, not to mention the dark wizard who cultivates his spirit all day long, often communicates with the spirit qi between heaven and earth, even if he doesn't use his eyes, he can sense the every move of others, and Wu Ling can clearly feel the day sneering at him.

Wu Zero didn't have time to turn back at all, stretched out his knife and went back, which was worthy of the tip of the long sword, he didn't dare to stay in place, he jumped several times in a row, and jumped to the nearby tree, but Wu Shan didn't give up, followed closely behind him, and the day and sun were even more shadowy, pointing at Wu Ling's back all the time, never leaving for half a minute.

Wu Ling thought that it was not a way to escape like this, he had been jumping on the canopy, but the other party was spreading his wings and following closely, so that he became the inferior side, when he jumped to a tall locust tree, Wu Ling's body suddenly sank, straight down, as soon as his feet landed, he immediately turned around, and the scimitar was placed horizontally, which had already protected his chest.

There were a lot of horizontal forks of those big locust trees, and Wushan's wings couldn't be spread, so he simply waved a figure-eight, and the thousand-year-old locust tree in front of him was immediately cut into seven or eight pieces by the sword qi, and after falling to the ground, he turned into a baby-sized villain, holding his injured arm and escaping far away.

Wu Shan did not fall, but flapped his wings and looked at Wu Ling condescendingly.

"I didn't expect you to have the blood of the Feather Human Clan in you. Wu Ling looked up at the tall man, the gray wings spread out for nearly a zhang long, his eyes didn't know when they turned back to green, under the background of the night moon, it was a bit like a winged demon.