Chapter 208: Arrest the apprentice
Breaking through the gate, the route became much simpler, the soldiers who were guarding the door of the luxurious toilet before, blocked the gate in front of everyone, this time they were at a loss in the distance, it was the thunder beast who rushed back, and the bunch of archery teams were still stuck at the door, and they rushed out with different lights all over their bodies. The soldiers were surprised. Their neat military appearance was not easy at this time. They had better fighting qualities and quickly assumed a fighting posture. However, for Wang Teng, who is eager to leave, this is not worth watching.
"Bang bang" a few sounds, Wang Teng's palm waved a palm shadow, just as the soldiers swept by, the heavily armed soldiers lightly hit the ground, the corridor is not too long, a distance of several hundred meters, for Wang Teng's strength far exceeds that of ordinary soldiers, it is quite easy, look at the corner of the corridor is at the corner, if you remember correctly, go through the corner, turn a few more times, and then on the first floor you can return to the hall, sweep forward, Wang Teng while storing gas, while preparing to gather
At the end of the day, Wang Teng hit the last soldier and was happy in his heart. As soon as he turned around, he was doomed. As soon as he turned around, Wang Teng felt a magical energy, it was so powerful that it couldn't be explained. Not good~!Wang Teng frowned, turned his head, raised his hands, and his lips squirmed quickly, it takes time for magic to be released, and it also takes time for magic to be released, at this time, Wang Teng's forehead was covered with thick sweat, and his mouth was reciting the longest mantra that Fang Buddha had ever been born with.
"Cold and piercing arrow~!" A sip of cold drink, Conan the Destroyer's breath instantly attacked Wang Teng. "Fuck~!" Wang Teng scolded from the bottom of his heart, he didn't know what kind of spell this was, one shot was an eighth-level magic, what a fucking cow, fortunately Wang Teng was not a vegetarian, the fierce aura in front of him would soon be overwhelming, and Wang Teng's cheeks even felt Sensen's cold and pain. At this time, after reciting the incantation, Wang Teng's hand pushed hard, and a golden light curtain came out with a "whoosh".
With the sound of "Teng", Wang Teng only felt a strong impact on his chest, and when he stood up, he was dizzy, and it was difficult to breathe. The real renminbi flows on its own, and soon it pours out of the purple edifice. It frantically rushed to Wang Teng's injured chest and abdomen. Three or four seconds later, Wang Teng's groggy brain quickly woke up. My chest was a little stuffy and painful, but not as bad as it used to be.
The benefits of a stronger renminbi are immediately apparent. Compared to magic, it stands out for being both offensive and magical energy, as well as self-healing. If magic is to heal, it must do so through spells or magic circles, but magical energy itself does not have this ability. Although it was to resolve most of the damage, it still made Wang Teng uncomfortable, it was just a moment of extreme cold, which made him, a person who didn't know what hot and cold was for many years, cold to the bone, and couldn't help but shudder, Wang Teng raised his head, and controlled the golden light curtain outside the misty water surface with both hands, which had already hung ice flowers.
Only then did he block this blow, Wang Teng just breathed a sigh of relief, and the terrifying magic aura would gather again, this time Wang Teng didn't want to be defeated, before that, he just cleaned up the cats and dogs, and was successfully sneak attacked, and now, if he still wants to slowly carry out a magic sneak attack on himself, it will not be so easy. His lips squirmed, Wang Teng quickly pinched it, and deliberately ran a few steps quickly, and then everyone was taken aback, the hair on his whole body was young with a different light, and he lost his trace after shaking it a few times.
The magic aura that continued to gather suddenly stopped, and the magic energy exploded with a "bang", "Ah~!" A scream and a mouthful of blood poured out from behind the corner door at the back of the hallway. "Hehe" Wang Teng smiled, this is enough for you, losing the goal of releasing magic energy everywhere will naturally cause its own damage, but the person behind the door is obviously strong, just spit out a mouthful of blood, if it is someone else, this is enough to be killed on the spot by the magic energy itself.
Of course, Wang Teng's move is not the best attempt of the lark, it can only surprise people, if others know his details, it will definitely hinder it first, magic as a whole is not strong, but it is very powerful at the control level, and all kinds of magic in this area are emerging in endlessly.
In fact, Wang Teng is not far away. He stood around the corner. As soon as the man behind the corner door vomited blood, he immediately moved. His posture was very well developed and quickly passed through the corner gate. Behind the corner gate stood a magician dressed in a red wizard's robe. He spat out a mouthful of blood. He hasn't come yet, ask her to calm down. Suddenly, the red wizard's face became dull, and he only felt a chill in his back.
Looking down, a white hand was pinching his throat. The owner of the palm wants to be young, because only a young man can have the luster of the skin on his hands. However, the Red Wizard had no doubts about the lethality of this hand and could appear quietly behind him. At this point, cutting his throat is nothing more than an easy task.
The red-robed master thought for a moment, then calmed down. His mouth was bloodshot, and he said, "You dare to ask me where you are from, do I have any grievances against you?" The mage spoke, but Wang Teng was stunned, I rub, how is it a woman~! The mage's voice was cold, but the audience felt powerless and numb, with a typical southern accent. Thinking of a woman, Wang Teng's fingers subconsciously twisted the fart skin on the mage's neck, listening to the voice, he couldn't tell the age of the woman, but this twist, Wang Teng had a rough guess, this should be a young woman, but definitely older than himself, probably twenty-seven or eighteen years old, because the skin of her neck is tight, elastic, and slippery to the touch, which is something that a girl who can't keep up with a woman's age doesn't have.
"You~!" Wang Teng's subconscious action was to make the mage angry, ashamed and angry, but helplessly, his life was in this hand, if his hand was so strong, he could directly see the element of God. "Ah~!" Wang Teng also exclaimed, woke up from the aftertaste, and gently twisted his index finger and thumb in some embarrassment, and then buckled it on the mage's throat.
"This, I'm sorry, I also have to do this, ah, I can't tell you clearly now, then, how about you accompany me to find Dean Zhai?" Wang Teng thought for a while and thought about it for a while. "No~!you can't go~!" the mage said firmly. "As long as I see Dean Zhai, I will say something. Do you understand?" Wang Teng was very worried, his time was already very tight, this guy was so pinched that his neck was so horizontal.
"The teacher has important things to do today. No one is allowed to disturb him. Besides, you are a vicious person who broke into Zhai Fu without permission. Anyway, I can't take you to the teacher~!" The Red Mage turned his head coldly, his attitude very firm. "Teacher, what, are you Dean Zhai's disciple?" asked Wang Teng. It was only then that the cardinal master realized his mistake and immediately changed his mind: "No, it's just that I'm a student of the Holy Academy, and the dean can naturally be called a teacher." ”
Wang Teng scoffed, and said in his heart, you are joking with ghosts. Do you think this is where I lived in my previous life? A little celebrity can be called a teacher. The inheritance of filial piety in the Tianlu Continent is very important, unless it is the elders who have a inheritance relationship with themselves. No other person, no matter how famous he is, will not be called a teacher by others. In addition, yelling at someone to be a teacher is an insult to others.