There was a rapid coughing sound in the carriage, and the raindrops from the surrounding area suddenly began to come alive, swirling in the air, and then condensed, forming a curtain of rain tens of meters.

At first, the curtain was fragile, but as the raindrops continued to fill, it became larger and thicker.

Finally, the dragon's breath met and collided with the rain curtain.

The dragon's breath is furious, like a boulder, and the rain curtain is soft, like the sea.

Just like a falling dragon falling into the ocean, it may roll up a huge wave, but it will have no effect on the sea after all.

The breath of the dragon's breath constantly destroyed the rain curtain, but it was finally broken by the vastness formed by countless raindrops.

With a muffled sound, the rain curtain blocked the full power of the dragon's breath, and it could no longer solidify in the air, disintegrating into water and spilling to the ground.

The girl in the carriage finally stepped out, her delicate fingers clutching the hem of her sleeve, she bit her lower lip tightly, her face pale, and a hint of bright red ran down the corner of her mouth.

Because she forcibly crossed the border to cast a spell, her spirit was traumatized, and she couldn't fight again for a short time, but no matter what, she still blocked the blow after all.

As long as she doesn't die, then there is no defeat.

The dust and smoke from the explosion were blown away by the wind, and Huang Zhen was still in place, but his half-kneeling posture was obviously not good-looking.

The armor on his body was tattered, but it did keep some of the damage out of him.

He looked at Mu Shiyu with a strange expression, his voice was a little hoarse, but it was extremely clear.

"Everyone knows that the princesses of the kingdom don't like martial arts, but now it seems that they are wrong, very wrong. ”

He continued: "I have always guessed that although Zhou Heng led you out of the imperial capital, he was seriously injured by the imperial forbidden army, of course, if Zhou Heng was not merciful and could not bear to hurt his brothers, it might not be like this. ”

"How can a seriously injured person kill several crises with a burden? Obviously, unless that person is not a burden, but a rare mage in the world?"

"Four Realms...... Princess, you can hide deep enough. ”

"But whether you are in the Four Realms or not, you will not be able to defeat me after all......"

"So, you lost ......"

Huang Zhen stood up, sneering on his face.

In the middle, Zhou Heng didn't know when he came to his senses, he stood up slowly and said lightly.

"I don't know if we lost or not, but I know that if we lose, we will die, so we will not lose, and naturally we will not die. ”

Zhou Heng stood up with great difficulty, the blood foam at the corner of his mouth made him speak a little unclear, but whether it was Huang Zhen or Mu Shiyu, they both heard it and heard it clearly.

Zhou Heng's eyes were still so calm, he couldn't see the panic of falling into the wind at all, he glanced at Huang Zhen, whose face was ugly, and then looked at the top of his head, the blue sky was still the same, but there was an extra sword, a sword that he had taken off.

Huang Zhen naturally saw this sword, and his face was extremely solemn.

If you want to say when a person is the most powerful, then it can only be at the moment of checkmate, that minute, that second, that moment of madness that erupts.

The unpretentious long sword was shocked at Huang, exuding an extremely sharp aura.

Of course, no matter how sharp a sword is, it can't win Huang Zhen after all, so the sword begins to hum, buzzing in the sky, and then splits in two.

The sword that was separated was illusory and incorporeal, but a sword intent of the same as it overflowed from this illusory sword.

It was a sword that was buzzing on Zhou Heng's head.

Huang Zhen's heart was shocked, because he saw not only the sword, but also the roots of the leaves buried in the deep earth.

The leaves are lush when exposed to the sun, and the roots are nourished and branches

Sure enough, the sword separated again, two to four, four to eight, and in a short time, the sword turned into a huge sword.

The sky seemed to be covered by this huge sword, and the sound of ten thousand swords breaking through the sky was terrifying.

These tens of thousands of sword intents were staggered and integrated, pointing directly at Huang Zhen.

Huang Zhen was shocked, and said with some surprise: "Although I didn't see the god of the stream, I have been proud for a long time to be able to use this trick to become famous." ”

Huang Zhen continued: "Back then, when you guarded the frontier, the army attacked, and fought ten times as many as 30,000 troops, everyone thought that you would lose, and I was no exception, but you finally won this almost inevitable defeat with the momentum of turning the tide. ”

"To tell you the truth, I am actually very disappointed in my heart, because it proves that I will still live behind you in the future, behind that glory, because of you, that glory should be mine. ”

Huang Zhen smiled a little crazy, and said in a cold voice: "Ten Thousand Swords into an Army, this terrifying and familiar feeling, I haven't felt it up close for a long time, or that sentence, I won't think that I can block this move, so ...... I'm not going to give you a chance to use it. ”

At some point, there was an unopened scroll in his hand, and the surface of the scroll was engraved with a layer of faint lines, which looked very mysterious.

"Fortunately, the lord gave me this scroll to prevent accidents. ”

He looked at Mu Shiyu and Zhou Heng with some amusement, and chuckled: "So, do you want to guess what level of spell this is?"

The scroll in his hand shattered suddenly, and then turned into a point of light and floated into the air.

Mu Shiyu raised her head, seriously feeling the extra elements in the range, and she began to think back to everything she had felt in the library before.

At this moment, a burst of breaking air sounded in her head, and the sharp breath passed close to her face, and she opened her eyes to see the source of the swishing sound.

"Wind. Mu Shiyu said softly, then clenched his fists and closed his eyes unwillingly: "I can't break it." ”

Any magic released will form a pattern of heaven and earth within a certain range, and this pattern absorbs the surrounding elements, filters out the needs, and then forms a specific trajectory, and then releases.

And if the enemy is higher than you, they will naturally have a stronger understanding of magic than you, as long as you see the magic in it clearly and cut it off, you can break the law.

Any mage can determine the level based on the amount of magic contained in a given area, and then make a plan.

Mu Shiyu couldn't say it, naturally because she saw the huge magic power in it, and the magic power was strong enough to destroy a town.

Zhou Heng stretched out his hand, quietly felt the gradually intensifying wind, and then looked at Huang Zhen and said calmly: "It turns out that you came prepared, I am curious, who is the adult in your mouth?"

Huang Zhen sneered: "An adult is naturally an adult, but I am also surprised, because the adult will not hesitate to come up with an eighth-order spell to kill you, or...... Kill her?"

The huge sword above Zhou Heng's head was pulled by the ever-strengthening wind until he couldn't hold on anymore, the huge long sword disappeared, and a sword fell in front of Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng looked at all this silently, the move of Ten Thousand Swords into the Army itself was used when he was seriously injured, and the power was definitely not as good as before, he originally thought that he should be able to fight and lose both, but as a result, Huang Zhen was able to take out a precious eighth-order magic, which Zhou Heng did not expect.

Between the words, the original wind suddenly intensified, and several huge storms were formed in an instant, and the storm consciously surrounded the two of them, Huang Zhen sneered and retreated, quietly watching them being killed by the cold storm.

"Uh-huh, I think my lord said that he wanted to capture the princess......

Huang Zhen looked at the figure that had disappeared in the storm with a headache, and then smiled indifferently.

"Forget it, at that time, it was said that the power of the eighth-order magic was too powerful, and if I missed it for a while, and I wanted to kill Zhou Heng, that adult should not blame me. ”

Zhou Heng and Mu Shiyu naturally didn't hear these words, because they were using their remaining strength to withstand the wanton storm, Mu Shiyu's hands touched the ground, and the barrier formed by the water flow stubbornly blocked the storm's attack.

But as long as they can't crack it, then they will eventually die.

Mu Shiyu's body looked shaky, but he still said, "Is there a way?"

The words were naturally said to Zhou Heng beside him.

Zhou Heng bent down to pick up the sword on the ground and said, "It's a pity to try, but it's not big." ”

"It's better to try than to die. ”

After hearing the reply, Zhou Heng began to look around, and with his transcendent strength, he set his sights on a place.

The magic of that place was very mixed, but it seemed to be orderly in the midst of the chaos.

Zhou Heng found a place, but he frowned, because that place was in the center of the storm, if they wanted to break it, they would have to remove the protective shield, but then they would be torn apart by the storm in an instant.

This dilemma made them very uncomfortable, Zhou Heng's fingers moved slightly, thinking that the only way to break the situation was to use Xishen.

But the timing is not right, and the characters are not right.

Suddenly, Mu Shiyu saw Zhou Heng's body trembling suddenly, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Heng shook his head, of course he knew what was happening, his backlash began, and the body that forcibly used the Ten Thousand Swords Army was almost bad, and then the move was broken, and the sword momentum was not cut out, and his body began to hold a stream of blood.

That blood was the effect of the backlash, but he couldn't spit it out, and if the nerves that were forcibly tensed every day were released at this moment, then he would pass out directly.

So he endured it, but an unbearable feeling of dizziness came over his face, his face was as calm as water, but he knew that he could fall down in the next second at any moment.

Click

The sound was very soft, like a leaf falling to the ground, and the insignificant sound seemed so weak in the whistling sounds.

A tiny hole appeared in the shield created by the current, which was small but dangerous for the current situation.

Mu Shiyu shouted to Zhou Heng: "Time is running out, I can't bear it anymore." ”

Zhou Heng heard the sound of shattering and Mu Shiyu's shouts, and a trace of determination flashed on his face.

He finally decided to use the god of the stream here.

At this time, Zhou Heng saw two shadows in the storm in a trance, one long and one short, like two people.

Zhou Heng was stunned, and he was very suspicious of whether he was wrong, after all, the power of the eighth-order magic terror was recognized, and people who could freely enter and exit the eye of the storm array......

Zhou Heng's heart was cold, he thought that it was the empire that specially sent reinforcements from a strong enemy in order to prevent defeat?

Just when Zhou Heng was stunned, the two shadows stopped, and the raging storm didn't seem to have any effect on the shadows.

"Hello, we're lost, do you know how to get to Sleepy Autumn City?"

It can be distinguished from the voice that the person between the words is not very old, whether he is a young man or a teenager, but the tone reveals calmness and indifference, which does not match his age.

This voice reached Zhou Heng's ears through the storm.

Zhou Heng was silent.

In any case, this sentence is very ordinary, like a mercenary who has lost his way home, and happens to meet the returning caravan, so he asks for help in a friendly way.

"Hello, I got lost in this wasteland, I just happened to meet you, I wonder if you can show the way, or let's go together?"

Yes, this sentence is common everywhere, but in this adversity, in the gale that can tear people apart, this man said it so commonly.

This is an eighth-order magic, so doesn't it affect him in the slightest?

Zhou Xun was a little surprised, but also curious, the strong are worthy of respect and curiosity.

But Zhou Heng still calmed down, raised his hand and pointed north.

There was a great mountain in the north, and there was a city across the mountain, and the name of that city was Sleepy Autumn.

In the midst of the storm, the man's thanks were heard, and the shadows faded away.

Zhou Heng watched the shadows dissipate until the end, and he had the opportunity to ask the man for help, but he didn't.

He never needed the help of others, which was his pride, not to mention that he could crack it, but at a huge cost.

A whooshing sound sounded through the hole where the shield was broken.

Zhou Heng's heart sank, because he felt a gust of wind rushing over, with an incomparably sharp aura.

Without even thinking about it, he took a step forward and slashed in the square.

The sound of friction resounded on the blade, and a huge pressure caused the sword to fly directly out of his hand.

Zhou Heng also fell to the ground because of this force.

The wind blade still had no intention of stopping, and it flew rampantly in this protective shield.

Mu Shiyu finally couldn't hold on, and with the entrance of the cave as a point, the cobweb-like traces spread to the entire protective shield at an alarming speed.

Whether it was Mu Shiyu or Zhou Heng, they seemed to be able to see the shattering of the protective shield in the next moment.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"Uh...... Looks like you're in trouble, why don't I help?"