The invisible thing wrapped around Teng Yunshen's right hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It is a mixture of wind and darkness. The wind is like a blank sheet of paper, and the darkness is like a full brushstroke. It was like a poisonous snake dormant in the inkpool, and even Teng Yunshen himself was terrified.

Did he really hold on to this power?

"You know what this thing is," Teng Yunshen said, "it is the power of the gods, and those who intend to fight it will surely pay a terrible price." ”

The wizard was silent.

Teng Yunshen continued: "There are six of you, and if you want to bring me to justice, this number is still not weighty. It can't be intact. ”

He lowered his aggressive right hand and tucked his palm into his sleeve.

"But back to the previous topic, to the rules that we should follow in the civilized age that we both believe in. We don't have to go through those bloody changes, we can condense the scope of the damage to an acceptable range. ”

The wizard adjusted his stance slightly, and a vague enthusiasm appeared on his face: "I would like to hear about it." "There was a subtle change in his demeanor compared to before.

"I'll take off my ring and have a competition with you, and it's just you and I who will be hurt and bleeding. If you win, I will go to your land to be judged. ”

"What if I lose?"

"I need intel on the Battle of the Ruins. You have to give everything you can to what you can reveal. ”

"Interesting. The wizard touched his chin, "It's not fair to you. ”

"There's never been any fairness in life. I'm used to that. I don't mind. What about you? The opportunity is right in front of you. ”

The wizard readily agreed, "I'm glad to accompany you." ”

"Yay. Teng Yunshen took off the demon spirit ring from his index finger and put it in his pocket.

The wizards took a few steps back, leaving room for a buffer on both sides.

Teng Yunshen returned to the girl who was at a loss. "It's just a little bit of movement. He whispered, "No one will be killed." ”

Rao tugged at the corners of his mouth, and reluctantly gave him a distressed smile. She looked like she was crying again. Everything that had to do with violence scared her. She was still in the transition between the years of peace and the years of war, and it was likely to be a long and painful process. She will be tormented.

Killers are different. So far, only a few days have passed since he evolved into a transcendent being, and yet, the vast majority of wizards who have lived for centuries have never experienced his experience. One evil wizard after another died at his hands. Perhaps, he has not yet completed the process of conversion, and the aftermath will gradually reveal itself in the future. But, at least for the moment, he is purposeful and unwavering. He knows where he is, he knows what role he should play.

Teng Yunshen tried to comfort the girl, but to little avail. He gently grabbed the other man's arm, "Two minutes." He made a promise, and then he turned again and walked towards the enemy, leaving the girl in a state of anxiety and fear.

The wizard's aura spread out in the evening breeze, like raindrops. Immediately after, a thick invisible wall surrounded Teng Yunshen. It's like using one's own weight to push something away, it's every wizard's innate ability, but the difference is that the trajectory of the gravitational lines is very clear, but the trajectory of aura radiation is difficult to distinguish.

The transparent walls collapsed from all directions, like a tidal surge, squeezing Teng Yunshen. In front of one wave after another, there is no difference between a strong man with a tiger's back and a baby waiting to be fed.

In the case of contending with opponents of the same level, the release of gas can only play a role of containment. However, Teng Yunshen was two levels behind the wizard. An enemy can throw a gentle blow on him and throw him off balance.

Teng Yunshen fell to the ground. This encounter seems to be coming to an end. The waves were stacked on top of each other, and just lying down, he felt that he could not breathe.

The situation is not good, but Teng Yunshen has faced a much worse situation, and he has come to this moment, which means that he finally overcame those difficulties.

The wizard approached him with a cautious step.

Teng Yunshen put his hand under the shadow. The fog obscured the starry sky, but he could still find his shadow with the sharpness of the Shadow Eye. The watery darkness smeared a soothing chill on his hot palms.

The Killing Shadow stood behind the wizard.

The wizard's reaction was quick. He threw the line of gravity and pushed the phantom away, like a dust pat off his cuffs, to put it mildly. At the same time, he scurried forward, away from the Phantom's arms.

He didn't know the phantom's qualities, but he wouldn't leave Teng Yunshen with any chance. He's battle-hardened. Teng Yunshen's surprise did not pose a real threat to him.

The wizard was very close to Teng Yunshen. Shortening the distance between the two does not mean that it is simply the result of the lesser of two evils. He didn't think that the shadow puppet mage who had lost the Shadow of Killing still had a chance to fight back.

In the physical world, in the midst of a race against the clock, drawing the energy of the shadows to extend the limbs would take too much time for the shadow mage. And the technique of compressing shadows is definitely not something that Teng Yunshen can master at the moment, and the wizard's gaze has always been very accurate.

The killer waved his arm of steel.

The wizard paid attention to his left arm, which was exposed to the physical world, and ignored his right arm, which was hidden under the shadow. The wizard believed that it was a mistake to create the Phantom and drive the Phantom to drain the function of his right arm. He did not invoke the energy of the shadows. The shadow of killing that the wizard sees is the product of his own murderous energy and his own shadow through the abstract world.

The Fist of Steel slammed into the face that the wizard had sent to the door.

The shadow had rusted Teng Yunshen's arm, but he still had flexible shoulders to work with. That's enough. Distracted by the Killing Shadow, the sorcerer's aura squeezing him lost its solid shape, and he broke free from it and delivered a fatal blow to the wizard.

The magic of steel lacks a mystical temperament. When Teng Yunshen uses this kind of magic power, it usually means that he has no way to take the enemy, but can only delay time as much as possible and look for opportunities. Now, however, he has gradually discovered the flexible side of the magic of steel. The engine in his body was ready to go.

The wizard's face shone brightly. It shattered, and there was a crisp sound of rain.