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The magic of the real name acts on the most secret connection between all things, it connects image to image. It came quietly, as if on a whim. Wizards likened magic that evokes real names to poetry, which may be a fitting description. Poetry is formless and substantial, yet full of power.

Therefore, the wizards did not notice Teng Yunshen's small movements in time.

The demons drew their attention. What Teng Yunshen said made them uneasy. They are suspicious

However, their nervousness was not in the right place. They focus on the demon's movements, ignoring the enemies they are eyeing up.

Teng Yunshen swung his butcher knife and cut off the head of the leading wizard. The dead flames quickly consumed the sorcerer's life. His eye sockets were sunken and emitting pitch-black scorched smoke. He let out a terrible cry with his mouth wide open in vain.

The second wizard swooped down and hid in the world of shadows.

"It's a pity. Teng Yun thought deeply, and just thought so, "It's a pity." The most important knife only harvested one life, which made him regret a little. Strangely, he no longer felt scared of facing a strong enemy.

He stepped back. Since the second wizard closest to him has reacted, continuing to venture will only fall under the fiercest attacks of the other two wizards, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

The shadow puppet mage stood up in the darkness behind Teng Yunshen. He is the lord of the Shadow Kingdom, a master of shadow puppetry, and in just a thought, he blocked Teng Yunshen's retreat. In comparison, Teng Yunshen's shadow puppet tricks were unsightly clumsy.

He picked up a shadow.

However, Teng Yunshen also has something that he doesn't have, inspiration, which brings incredible magic to young wizards.

The shadow puppet mage is too confident. He was anxious to return to the physical world, and planned to create a phantom under Teng Yunshen's gaze. He was so skilled that the decision would have been foolproof. However, his movements could not be faster than Teng Yunshen's thoughts.

A diminutive demon jumped onto his arm.

The firelight reflected a strange shadow. And Teng Yunshen holds the shadow of the shadow, even in the darkness where he can't see his fingers, he can quickly find the shadow he needs.

He transformed the shadow of the shadow puppet mage into a demon.

Teng Yunshen dragged the headless wizard's body to him. Immediately after, a beam of lightning pierced the shield and knocked Teng Yunshen to the ground. The shadow puppet mage shook off the demons. Teng Yunshen slid into the shadows.

The shadow puppet mage is in hot pursuit.

If this is a swimming competition, the shadow puppet mage will outperform his opponent by a large margin of half a distance. However, Teng Yun fell deep into the depths, the light was thin, and the dark time accelerated his movements. The shadow puppet mage was able to catch up with him after all, but the difference in height slightly delayed the arrival of this moment.

Teng Yunshen erected a killing shadow before the shadow puppet mage approached.

He fell into a brief state of stagnation. Extracting all the murderous energy at once made his heart numb. Normally, a wealth of emotions would fill the void quickly, however, in such a situation, it would be difficult for him to put his mind on anything other than murder.

Luckily, the Killing Shadow was close to him. All at once, he ran into the Phantom. The wound burned on his body. Pain woke him from his numbness.

Teng Yunshen put on the shadow of killing when he couldn't make a move.

This time it was no longer a drill, and the wounds spread out in all parts of the body, blooming with a frightened red. People tend to associate flowers with life. And at this moment, Teng Yunshen only picked up the meaning of withering. A murderous aura of magical power ravaged his weakened body. The blood was like strong wine, and his wounds drank the intense pain.

The shadow puppet mage gave him a hard blow. The wizard's arm stretched out freely in the shadow world, becoming a vicious whip that could not be guarded against.

Teng Yunshen turned around and flew out. It was a terrible bump. Every bone of his body tried to jump away from the body like a loose screw.

The dead line is close at hand.

Teng Yunshen turned around and found the figure of the shadow puppet mage. In the physical world, the shadow puppet mage is like a vague shadow, but in the shadow world, the shadow mage's image is extremely clear, and the textures that make up him are delicate in the hazy vision.

Teng Yunshen threw a gravity line and grabbed the opponent. The shadow puppet mage raised his arm. Shout. Whip-like arms swept past Teng Yunshen's ears.

The shadow puppet mage stared at Teng Yunshen, who had avoided his ambition to get a blow, with some surprise. In fact, the young wizard was not able to avoid the blow entirely, a piece of his ear was missing, and a scar cut open his cheek. However, this is almost the best outcome.

He's adjusting to the pain. It's like some kind of ancient religious ritual. He stepped on the tip of the sword, danced, and gained strength in the bloodshed. It was a primitive spiritual power that allowed him to focus on the predicament of the moment.

The shadow puppet mage scurried along the line of gravity. Even if Teng Yunshen was holding a magic knife, he didn't mind engaging it in close combat. He didn't even need to put on a phantom for that. He was a shadow puppet mage whose mana had reached the fourth order, and in the world of shadows, it was easy for him to kill Teng Yunshen.

Generally speaking, strong muscles are the last piece of armor that protects the organs. However, the Shadow of Killing dissolved beneath Teng Yunshen's skin, causing damage. He felt that what supported him was no longer the familiar skeleton, and the sharp sword supported his flesh and blood.

However, Teng Yun was convinced that he would not just cross the death line. The death line was close to him, but he knew what he could do beyond that distance. Teng Yunshen hadn't reached his limit yet, he had been hurt by the Double Killing Shadow, and now there was only one Killing Shadow that hurt him.

He swung the butcher knife again. The flaming ghost swept briskly through the darkness, illuminating the shadow puppeteer's mask-like countenance.

Teng Yunshen felt that the face was made of stone, metal, plastic, and other materials. At some point, the shadow puppet mages will put on such a face to face the shadows' confusion. It was an empty face.

He threw a cold, hard image at the shadow puppeteer's face.

A blue-gray sheen covered the wizard's features. He felt the pain. His expression boiled, and he suddenly broke free from the other party's curse.

Teng Yunshen threw a beam of sword light.

And he told Greene that evil wizards knew butcher knives. Sure enough, the shadow puppet mage tore open his body and dodged the unexpected stab.