Lenza moved, stepping over the distance between him and Englis.

Although through the black fog, Englis still accurately sensed the approach of the other party, and his heart was inevitably vigilant. His Ten Thousand Waves Flow is amazingly lethal, and it is also very powerful among the magic of the same level, and once it becomes a trend, there is often nothing in the magic range. The only downside is that this trick is not yet able to be retracted and released freely, and the threat is greatly reduced if it is too far away from the body. At this time, he had successfully released, at the most suitable distance, as long as he did not take the initiative to cut off the supply of mana, a radius of two meters was a forbidden area of life and death. Even if Lensa stepped into it, it would have to pay a terrible price. So although he couldn't move at this time and looked like a fixed target, he couldn't pass through this slash with the spatial magic of the same level, so he had nothing to worry about. It's just that I was a little puzzled when I saw that Lensa didn't hesitate to take the initiative to approach.

Lunza stopped outside the black mist, stretched out his thin and jagged palm, and pasted the outer layer of the black mist. Two thin silk threads quietly formed in the black mist, and each opened a pair of eyes, but it was a python that had shrunk dozens of times. As soon as they were born, the eyeballs turned in a circle, much more agile than the previous python, and then they went towards the dark blue slash from two directions. It eventually hovers motionless on its periphery.

After two or three seconds, the corners of Lensa's mouth curled slightly, and the smile touched the wrinkles that crisscrossed his entire face, but he didn't care at this time. As time passed, his smile grew, and then his other palm was covered with black mist. The palms suddenly wanted to close, and then quickly sealed. When his palms parted again, a very thin silk thread, no more than five or six centimeters long, appeared in between, like a hair that had fallen out unintentionally. Two small snakes darted, each holding on to one end, and then quickly moved away, returning to the very close distance before the slash. Lensar thought about it for a moment, and four more small snakes were born in the black mist, and he repeated the previous action. Finally, three pairs of small snakes running parallel to each other appeared in the closest place outside of Englis's Ten Thousand Waves, each controlling a filament.

"Open!"

A hoarse moan, and the black mist rolled instantly.

Englis sensed the power of the other party's domain almost at the same time, and it was still some distance away from him, but it already involved his entire mind. He knew that Lenza was going to fight back, but instead of panicking, he was a little curious about what kind of means the other party would use.

A powerful force quickly penetrated inward from the periphery of the black mist, and Engelis clearly sensed the movement of this power, but he was puzzled again. Because this force is too thin to shake his realm. If the other party feels that he can casually test from the periphery, then what awaits him will be another surprise, and he can't help but be a little excited, and even can't wait.

Where the power shines with the sun, the black fog gives way and stops before the waves. All of Englis's spirit was on this small ball of light, and he didn't notice the three silk threads that had been lying in ambush in the black mist under the ball of light for a long time. At the same time, Lunza pushed his palm, and a much brighter ball of light advanced along the passage at a very fast speed, colliding with the small ball in the blink of an eye, and then colliding with Wanliubo together!

Hiss!

The sound of cutting was even louder, and Englis was concentrated, paying attention to the opponent's domain strength, obviously the other party was planning to test it, and there must be a backhand. Of course, he did the same, and he paused his staff diagonally back, pointing the magician at the top of the staff in the direction of Rensa, waiting for another fleeting moment.

Suddenly, there was a jump in the dark blue, and in an instant it shone to the extreme and then shrank back. Englis's expression changed suddenly, and he was terrified.

Not good!

He let out a strange cry in his heart, a strong cyclone had formed, and the beautiful cutting sound seemed to suddenly mix with a jumble of notes, becoming extremely noisy. Then the chopping knife, which had been abiding by the rules, actually shrank inward a little. Although it is only a centimeter or two difference, where can this escape Engelis's perception. He held his staff high in both hands, and he had already circled the central axis, and a strong air current swayed outward. The wind and thunder have not yet formed.

With a bang, the saber directly touched the end of the staff, stirring up countless sparks. Englis's body trembled violently, but his feet clung to the ground and did not move a bit.

"Drink!"

He shouted again, the slasher had already invaded a range of sixty centimeters, and his space for movement was already extremely small. The shrill ringing in his ears was a constant reminder that he could die under the power of his own realm if he was not careful, which would make him the laughing stock of the entire continent.

"Die for me!"

Boom! The tail of the staff has been shortened, and the head is still well preserved. At this time, the philosopher's stone on the staff shone with dazzling light, and Engelis did not spare any hand, and he did not dare to keep his hand at this moment, urging the magic with all his might.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

He was destined to react in a very short time when he took the staff, so it turned into an afterimage, striking the ground again and again. The ground, which was originally paved with a large boulder, was now shaken to the ground full of dust. Finally, the waves of the water rippled, with Englis as the center, and the extremely short distance experienced directly turned into huge waves. He is actually using the power of extreme compression to generate a tide of magic power in every square inch!

Finally, the huge wave crashed against the ever-shrinking ten thousand waves, and the two compressed powerful forces collided head-on, stirring up a strong magical turbulence.

Rumble! The screaming sound was louder than before, and all I could see was bottomless whirlpools and colorful waves. The spatial chaos was directly unleashed, and there was a spatial turbulence between Englas and Rensa, which was a real death zone, and whoever stepped into it would cause unspeakable results.

Lunza dodged a few times and stepped away, and only dared to rely on pure physical strength. In this environment, any spatial fluctuations can cause changes, and he has to be cautious.

From Renza's reaction, we can see the terrifying consequences of the direct collision of the forces of the two compressed realms, not to mention Englis, who was in the turbulence at this time. He couldn't think about it anymore, and he didn't have to. Originally, it was all his power, but at this time, he needed to use his own strength to deal with his own tricks. He banished all the doubts and resentment in his heart, mobilized all the strength in his body, and repeatedly slammed his staff against the ground. It's not enough, he also needs to spawn more magic tides.

Lensa retreated almost to the edge of the hall, near the stone steps. He was just a spectator, calmly and mercilessly watching the dying man in the undercurrent.