"I want to escape!" The thin man snorted coldly, the magic in his hand changed, and the spear suddenly shook, and a surging force spontaneously appeared, stirring the nearby raindrops into mist. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the sound was endless, the sword light shattered, a cold light shot out from the tip of the spear, and a few flickers disappeared in the rain curtain, and the next moment, it appeared in the woods, biting the green smoke tightly, no matter how the green smoke dodged, like a bone appendage.

Feng Lei pursed his lips, glanced at the elephant in his arms, and then looked at the streamer in front of him, the black armor covered his body, and he simply moved forward in a straight line.

As fast as lightning, the cold light slammed into the armor and pierced deeply.

A faint muffled snort sounded, blood splashed, and the green smoke shook slightly, and with this force, it was even more urgent, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The injuries to the body made the wind and thunder have no time to take care of the true qi of the body, and the raindrops poured down, drenching the body to a wet body.

The elephant opened its eyes wide and bit its little white fangs, "Uncle Feng, you teach me spells, and when I grow up, I will beat these bad guys to the point of crying!" ”

Feng Lei frowned and finally expelled the true qi that had invaded his body, casually applied some herbs, and said with a smile when he heard the words: "Elephant, it's good!" Your grandparents are all very capable, and the elephant will definitely become a big hero in the future! ”

Lord Wu Tian is already evil, coupled with the bloodline of Feng Wu's mother, as well as the family background of the Wu family, the elephant is destined to be extraordinary in the future.

"Grandparents!" The elephant tilted its head, quickly distracted.

After taking care of the wound, Feng Lei rested a little, regained some strength, and dived into the woods again.

A Yuan Eagle stood high on the canopy of a tree, its sharp eyes glowing, looking around for its prey. A faint shadow flashed, and Yuan Ying's feathers suddenly stood up, and his pupils instantly widened.

However, there was silence in the woods, and there was no sound, and Yuan Ying searched carefully, and hung down listlessly.

It's been two days, and the encirclement is right in front of you, but the wind and thunder can't find a single gap.

Hundreds of high-level warriors and forty or fifty martial artists surrounded the exit, and among them, there were several intermediate elemental masters sitting in all directions, and the number of people was still increasing as time passed.

The most annoying thing is these primal beasts, they have a keen sense of mind, and if they are not careful, they will be detected, which will lead to a battle, and soon, the enemy will swarm them.

Can't wait any longer! Wind Thunder chose a stronghold guarded by an Elementalist.

Perhaps due to the self-confidence of the elementalists, there were only one elemental, two beginner-level martial artists, and less than twenty high-level warriors in the stronghold. During the period of escape, Feng Lei has not been idle.

An advanced martial artist can stab forty swords in one breath, and in terms of speed and attack rhythm, a martial artist of the same level can rarely resist it, which is undoubtedly something to be proud of.

However, the disadvantages are also obvious, the attacks are too scattered, the power is relatively weak, and once it encounters special circumstances, it is a little powerless.

The sword of the senior in the lingering crystal can break through the space, although it is only a simple sword, it contains thousands of attacks, and Feng Lei also wants to fuse the forty swords into one sword, so that the power can be taken to a big step.

It is destined to be wishful thinking, the wind and thunder have no clue, and there was even a time when the true qi was retrograde, and he almost went mad. In desperation, Feng Lei suddenly thought, since they can't be combined, can they change the angle.

One breath and forty swords, if the sword attack is in the same position, its power cannot be underestimated, a bit similar to Duan Hao's triple slash.

This shouldn't be difficult, right?

It is indeed not difficult, the first three swords accurately attacked at one point, the fourth sword had a deviation, and the fifth sword couldn't even touch the edge, and after several consecutive exercises, Feng Lei suddenly felt a slight dizziness in his brain.

Forty swords in one breath, you can imagine how fast the speed is, and probably the target can be locked. Hitting a point in a row is a great burden on the soul.

As for the effect. The triple slash is like a wave, each wave is higher than the other, and the greater the blockage, the stronger the counterattack. The whimsical attack method of Wind and Thunder is far less domineering, but when superimposed, the power is at least doubled.

If you can practice the five swords and the first line, you will be sure to fight beyond the level.

In the past month, Feng Lei has never used this trick, just to create an illusion and paralyze the opponent.

Now, it's time to give it a go!

With a flick of the thunder's hand, the elephant fell into a deep sleep, and then retracted its breath like a cheetah sneaking through the dense trees and weeds.

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"Attention, stand guard every 100 meters, cross patrols with each other, and warn immediately if there is movement!" A middle-aged martial artist shouted loudly to examine it carefully.

"Lord Wang, you can stay in the wooden house and roast the fire with peace of mind, even if it is a mouse, we will not let him slip by!" A high-ranking samurai said with a smile.

"It's best if it's okay, a few months of hard work can't be in vain!" The martial artist surnamed Wang nodded, looked at the blurred heaven and earth, and couldn't help but curse, "This ghost weather has never stopped!" ”

A mile away from the cordon was a wooden house without walls, and the flames burned brightly, illuminating the two young faces.

"Young Master, eat a sweet potato!" A young man dressed in a warrior's costume smiled flatteringly, peeling off a blackened sweet potato, revealing delicate red flesh that exuded a burst of fragrance.

It's a treat to be able to eat hot food during the wet rainy season in the wilderness. The handsome man in the elemental robe opened his slightly closed eyes, took out a silk scarf from his arms and wiped his elegant and slender hands, then took a gorgeous knife, gently cut off a small piece, put it in his mouth, tasted it slowly, and nodded slightly.

The martial artist surnamed Wang walked into the hut and looked at the smile on the young warrior's face, and his heart was full of contempt.

"Wang Shen, have you checked it all, there must be no omissions!" The young martial artist snorted coldly.

Huang Chao, you bastard who turned your back on your ancestors, sold yourself to the Wu family for the sake of cultivating resources, what qualifications do you have to tell me! Wang Shen scolded in his heart, but he tried to squeeze out a smile on his face, and nodded again and again: "There will be no problem!" ”

"Of course there will be no problem, with the young master in charge, the guy who can only run away dares to come this way!" Huang Chao chuckled and sneered.

"That's that!" The king was convinced.

"Who?" Suddenly, a loud shout was heard, and a high-ranking samurai rose up, the sword in his hand flew out, and went straight to the grass not far ahead.

Wang Shen and Huang Chao's faces changed greatly, and they flew out of the hut with a bang.

A sharp scream rang out, but a long-haired rabbit came out crookedly and fell to the ground, and the sword pierced him, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The high-ranking warriors who had originally gathered from a distance turned relieved, and their laughter dispersed, and Wang Shen and Wu Chao also turned around. The high-ranking warrior's face flushed, and he casually retrieved the sword.

Suddenly, a green smoke rose, and then, the cold light flickered, and a white light flew out, like a meteor streaking by, heading straight for Wang Shen with a majestic killing intent.

Just now, Wind Thunder sneaked into the bushes, but unexpectedly startled the long-haired rabbit, and at that moment, Wind Thunder's heart jumped to his throat, and he almost burst into a blow.

Thankfully, he finally held it down, and the sword of the high-ranking samurai flew past his face.

The opportunity to wait finally came, and this moment was the time when their minds were most relaxed.

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