"Alright, go Flame Horse!" Tyrande let out a disdainful laugh, and in Wenfeng's field of vision, the surroundings were exactly the same as those on the tundra plains. But the flaming horses sprang out of a gap as if they had broken through the void.

A muscular body, a flaming horse's mane, and fiery eyes. Its stature is not much different from that of an ordinary war horse, except for the flames burning on its body, its four hooves are very similar to those of cloud hooves in the urban wilderness. The hordes of flaming horses spotted Wen Feng and rushed straight over.

One horse is okay, nearly twenty flame horses popped out of here, and all the hatred was focused on Wen Feng's body. Wen Feng has to be difficult, this Tyrande really let the horse come, although the trampling of the flame horse is high, but their buffer ability is very poor.

[Five Elements Technique * Earth * Cliff]!

Just when the horses were about to touch the seal, they found that Tyrande was gone, and the layers of clods of dirt in his left hand were ejected to say that the terrain had changed slightly, and the group of flaming horses charged to no avail. At this time, Tyrande's voice came from all directions.

"Wen Feng, I will accept your head!" Dozens of Tyrandes descended from the sky, each holding more than a dozen small darts in their hands, which shone with a turquoise light, which was the most popular poison among low-level adventurers.

The price is low, the damage is high, and the cost performance is considered to be superior.

"Tyrande, worthy of the destruction of the city, the move is deadly. If Wen Feng can't find out his true body, he will be set on fire and killed, Wen Feng looked at Tyrande flying towards him, his hands hanging down to fully charge his arms. In the face of a 360-degree enemy attack without dead ends, this trick is the best way to defuse it.

[Void Shadow Hand]!

His hands seemed to have the power to tear through the void, and Wen Feng's arms at this time were already anti-human operations could rotate three hundred and sixty degrees, which was unbearable even for adventurers. Both arms had been dislocated, but Tyrande's phantom had been hit by Wen Feng.

There's also his essence in this!

"What is this?" Tyrande was shocked, he had seen three hundred and sixty degrees of skill without dead ends, but the rest of the clones were directly destroyed after being hit, and there was also a purple point of light on his head. It's a bad feeling, like being targeted by a hunter.

Aim at your head like the Predator's shoulder cannon.

"Huh~" Wen Feng summoned the wolf king in the sword of the Ice King, and then said: "I don't care if this is an illusion or what, as long as you dissolve all your attacks, it will be lifted naturally! How good can an assassin's mental power be?"

"Hmph, you're just a warrior, and when your mental power is exhausted, it's your time to die!" Tyrande said disdainfully, throwing out pieces of poison darts in his hand and flying towards Wen Feng, who urged the Sword of the Ice King to hit an ice edge to block the poison darts flying towards him.

In the face of the wolf king, he passed directly through the soul body without causing the slightest damage. The Wolf King roared and lunged at Tyrande, who was reluctant to see that it was a soul, and Tyrande was also an assassin who was better at assassinating adventurers and monsters, but was basically helpless when faced with a soul. A smoke screen suddenly rose, and the wolf king pounced on it, only to find that there was not even a figure.

"Tyrande, what are you hiding, if you don't settle the battle quickly, most of your mercenaries will be hunted down and killed!" Wen Feng's voice echoed across the plain, but no one paid attention to him.

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"Wenfeng, why are you here?" a familiar voice came, and Wenfeng turned his head to see that it was Zijin.

"Everyone is worried about you, why did you run here, hurry up and don't leave, it will be difficult for the group of people to chase after you. Zijin stopped a few steps before the cover of the article.

"What about the rest?"

"The rest of the people are waiting for you in a hidden place. Wen Feng followed, and he had to be vigilant because he was still in this illusion. Follow Zijin and walk over, when Wen Feng saw the person in front of him, sure enough, the other six people were waiting for him here, and there was one more Tyrande.

"The seven of us have been waiting for you for a long time, where did you go?" said Clare, as always.

"Yes, Wenfeng, let's leave quickly!" Tyrande interjected, and everyone regarded Wenfeng as their leader like the stars holding the moon, urging him to hurry up, otherwise the adventurers would be in trouble when they came.

"Who is this?" Wen Feng asked knowingly, and the rest of the people looked at Wen Feng with strange eyes and said, "What's wrong with you, I'm looking at you so weird!

"Do you want me to check it for you?" The ancient spirit mage walked over and said, the staff in his hand had been replaced with a sharp dagger, and the rest of the people also gathered around and said: "Wen Feng, don't move, we have to check whether your body has been planted with parasitic spells by the rest of the adventurers, this thing will affect people's minds." ”

Wen Feng had long been preparing to retreat, but when he was about to move, he found that his body could not move, and Tyrande walked up and said: "Look, Wen Feng must have been spelled by someone, otherwise it would be impossible for him not to speak." Seeing Tyrande getting closer and closer, Wen Feng didn't have the slightest recourse.

"I'll make the first cut!" Tyrande cut a slit in Wen Feng's arm with the dagger in his hand.

"Huh, it hasn't appeared yet, Wen Feng, bear with it, it'll be fine right away!" Looking at Tyrande's sinister smile, Wen Feng understood that this dog's Tyrande was preparing to give himself to Ling Chi, and just when the next knife fell, a thin hand grabbed Wen Feng's back collar and ran quickly.

"Liu Qingyan, why did you save me?" Wen Feng found that it was Liu Qingyan who dragged him away, and the latter glanced at him and said, "Tyrande's illusion is very strong, he belongs to another killer organization, and I finally broke in... He should have blocked the exit of the illusion. ”

"Only by killing his spiritual body can we break the illusion?" Wen Feng asked, and it may be a piece of good fortune to be saved by this iceberg beauty.

"That's right. Liu Qingyan returned to her cold state......

Wen Feng's body couldn't move in a short period of time, and the two of them had been running, Wen Feng suddenly found that Liu Qingyan was dragging himself and could still throw the people behind him away, which was really fast, or the strength of Tyrande in this illusion was not fully controlled.

"Finally able to move, what's the matter with you coming in as a soul body?" Wen Feng rubbed his wound, it was a real pain. And the city reminds that you can't use recovery drugs, Tyrande is an assassin, Wen Feng is a prey that is injured and flees in his eyes, and the blood stains on the road will guide him in the direction of his progress, and Wen Feng can't escape from the palm of his hand.

"Wen Feng, your escape is all in vain, let me see what your teammates will look like when they kill you!" Soon Tyrande's voice appeared outside the bunker, and Wen Feng's blood volume was still only more than two hundred, which was not as good as when he was at his peak.

"Click~" Liu Qingyan's weapon had already been taken out and smeared with poison. I have to say that Liu Qingyan's long skin is like condensed fat, her eyebrows are slightly upturned, her body is thin where she should be fat, and she is thin where she should be thin, and her tight-fitting assassin clothes wrap her round and straight thighs.

"Look at you and die. Liu Qingyan said lightly, Wen Feng came back to his senses, now is not the time to think about it, Tyrande has let his teammates come to the front. That's right, it was only half a meter away from them in front of them.

The bunker disappeared with a whizz, and Wen Feng only then thought that these terrains were illusions, and Tyrande could change them at will.

[Five Elements Technique * Fire * Burning Flame]!

The pillar of flame rose into the sky, covering the five people in front of them, but to no avail. These are how many phantoms there are, Wen Feng will only consume his own spiritual power, and with a wave of his hand, the entire sky here turned black, and there were huge eyes staring at them in it.

Wen Feng looked at the eyes, and the whole person seemed to be caught in that whirlpool, and the attraction of the ghost made Wen Feng feel that he had fallen into an extremely comfortable deep world.

[Instant Kill* Kazlan's Charming Eye]!

"Bang!" the blade pierced the skin, and Liu Qingyan used the weapon to help Wen Feng wake up.

"It's so touching, die here!" said Tyrande, who vanished, and with it the collapse of the illusion. Liu Qingyan's face was solemn, and she slapped Wen Feng's chest, causing the latter to spit out a mouthful of blood, which was hot and genuine essence blood.

"What are you doing?" Wen Feng looked at her in horror, and at this time, the Sword of the Frozen King in Wen Feng's hand also stabbed into Liu Qingyan's chest, instantly penetrating. Then all of this illusion was sucked into Carslan's enchanting eyes, and Wen Feng was also sucked in.

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Wenfeng's side is simply a small fight, and the adventurer's side is in the dark, and as for why Sindragosa didn't come, it was because the small race brought by Thrall summoned a vine from the World Tree and restrained Sindragosa.

The irascible she-dragon roared but to no avail, and the dragon's breath could not break through the vine.

And the adventurers here because of the Flame Old Ghost, the entire area became a place covered in fire and rain, and the indiscriminate attack annoyed many people, but they did not attack the Flame Old Ghost, but hit the people around them.

The Liao army took the remnants of the Sun Army to find a place not far away and hid, the battle between Anthony and Kilgardan continued, and the tribe's words completely dispersed the Scourge Legion under the leadership of Thrall, and the Holy Light Mage did not hesitate to bless them with spells, which naturally attracted the dissatisfaction of the coalition forces.

"Rush to the front, and we'll let the Light come!"

"Cowards don't deserve it!"