The shadow of fear fell on Teng Yunshen's body, which seemed to trigger some kind of intense chemical reaction, and the phantom's slender texture enveloped him like a quagmire. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The shadow puppet mage added a little strength to his wrist, and the vicious blade suddenly drilled out from Teng Yunshen's back. However, Teng Yunshen didn't feel the piercing pain, he just felt the pain from his skin and flesh.

Teng Yunshen raised his magic sword and stabbed at the shadow puppet mage. Without hesitation, the other party let go of the hilt of her sword, and the lightning retreated into the depths of the shadows, which she mastered without even stirring up a wave. As a shadow puppet mage, the witch is skilled, and between her advance and retreat, Teng Yunshen can't find any chance. The witch is definitely a master, and she is in big trouble.

The Blood Mage stood motionless at the entrance to the mysterious route.

Ge Linliang clenched the hot electric rod. "Take a deep breath. He told himself. He needed a bit of clarity to fire the next lightning strike......

The shadow puppet mage abruptly emerged from beneath the shadow, and at the same time threw a gravitational line, grabbing his own raiser. With a slight tug, the sword flew back into her hand with a handful of blood.

Teng Yunshen still couldn't feel the pain of his heart. This left him at a loss, and he suspected that he was on the verge of death, so much so that the ability to feel pain had given up on him.

"Coward. The shadow puppet mage snorted softly, "You're afraid, it can't protect you forever." ”

Teng Yun realized that it was the shadow of fear that had diverted his focus. He was just trying to get rid of his fears.

The witch approached with a butterfly-light step, her swordsmanship as superb as her magic.

Crackle! The Lightning Mage unleashes a lightning strike that knocks down the Blood Mage. Obviously, the shadow puppet mage controlled the body, and now, the witch had no time to care, and the blood mage was reduced to the point of being slaughtered.

Teng Yunshen raised the butcher knife and reluctantly knocked away the thin sword that was about to pierce his eyebrows. Ge Linliang couldn't help more. He and the witch were so close that they could hear the sound of blood flowing from each other's bodies. A powerful lightning strike could well have turned him to char along with the witch.

The shadow puppet mage knows this, so he has nothing to fear.

"It's too slow. She scoffed, her tone as sweet as her countenance, but chilling. The edge of the thin sword was closely attached to Teng Yunshen's stillness and movement, and he did not leave an inch, like a shadow.

She waited for the shadow of fear to disappear. She was a shadow puppet mage, but she didn't need to drive the phantom to defeat Teng Yunshen. Her swordsmanship was more sticky than the lingering shadow, which made Teng Yun deeply amazed.

In order to observe the other party's movements, he slightly moved the blade of the knife that looked like a door panel - the butcher's knife was like a shield to block the witch's attack, and it was also like a wall to block Teng Yunshen's vision. The tip of the needle-like sword immediately burst in, and naturally found his internal organs. Whew!

Teng Yun felt the magic of the Shadow of Fear, and the Phantom pushed away his vital parts from under the tip of the sword. His inner structure seems to be plasticine-like.

But he wasn't going to take another sword. The next sword could be a deadly sword. The witch was right, the Shadow of Dread could not protect him forever.

Teng Yunshen pushed the witch away, pushing her and her difficult sword into the darkness. Thankfully, his body is heavier and he can take some initiative...... However, this is insignificant in the face of the witch's delicate swordsmanship.

The Lightning Mage is ready to strike.

Teng Yunshen threw a flaming butcher knife at the witch. The ghost of the flame illuminates the surprise that first appeared on the witch's expression. The butcher's knife is sharp enough to cut gold and jade. However, its blade was wide and thin, and it was very, very light, which made Teng Yunshen scramble. He abandoned his arrogant weapon, and immediately stepped into a state of calm water.

With just one thought, the shadow puppet mage sank the lower half of his body into the shadow. Knife and fire flashed over her head, shaving off a few hairs. She was surprised and didn't forget to fight back. She grabbed Teng Yunshen's shadow, like a tow rope, and she slid to the other party's feet like she was stepping on a water skateboard. She buried herself waist-deep in the dirt, the compactness of which seemed to her to be an illusion. She's a ...... The shadow of the ghost.

The butcher's knife fell, and the cold stars splashed in all directions like frightened fireflies. A sinuous crack spreads out in the collision, like a venomous centipede in its body. When splitting the light air, it is still light and fluttering, like a thin pad. And when it touched the ground, the weight from the past world scrambled into the outline of the butcher's knife, and it smashed into a deep ravine like a thick iron door.

Teng Yunshen saw the shape of lightning and heard the witch's breathing. Lightning whipped slowly at his vision, like a searchlight beam of increasing power. The witch's breathing whipped up a cheerful dust, forming a shallow vortex.

While. The two swords lay together in a crisp sound. While. Jian Hua rippled in circles in the eyes of the calm storm.

Teng Yunshen was unable to trap the enemy in the devastating sword shadow in time.

It seemed that he was only one step away from getting rid of the witch. However, Teng Yunshen still remembers the fate of the "master" of the magic sword leaving the eye of the storm without authorization. Besides, even if he took one step, he might not be able to take down the witch.

He knew that in the face of an enemy that was taller than a mountain, the magic sword was no longer an omnipotent weapon. The depreciation of equipment happens almost instantaneously. This is not an online game after all, and the level of the enemy does not depend on his progress.

However, Teng Yunshen still remembers the feeling of walking alone in the dark.

At that time, he had nothing but the wand that Jiang Xiaoxiao left him. Still, he survived. He had killed one opponent after another who was stronger than himself, and now, with his eyes closed, he could hear the footsteps of death.

The witch stepped back quickly. She behaved extremely cautiously, and as soon as she sensed the power of the magic sword, she immediately decided to avoid its edge. She moves extremely fast and has an indescribable dexterity.

However, there are some ...... Inspiration is faster than anything else. It was also between the lightning and the fire that Teng Yunshen captured a clear image.

The witch picked up the ownerless falling flower from the gurgling water. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the soaked flowers in her hands.

Teng Yunshen threw out the whirring storm in his hand.