The wind urged the shadow under Teng Yunshen's feet. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info jagged shades paved a boulevard. In the cold of a winter night, the shade of the trees that shields people from the scorching sun is still meaningful to Teng Yunshen, and it is even irreplaceable. The shadows have a unique path for him.

Three embarrassed wizards ran towards him. Strictly speaking, this is not "oncoming", Teng Yun is hidden in the shadow realm, and there is only a thick shadow that cannot be seen in front of them.

Teng Yunshen frowned. This is a pursuit war, and many times, one of the two sides of the conflict is always wrong, and the battle means that casualties are likely - Teng Yunshen should probably get involved.

Now, he still has the opportunity to be an audience of peace and security, and he can quietly retreat deeper into the shadow world and wait and see what happens...... However, he will not stay away. He didn't want anyone who shouldn't have died in front of him.

Teng Yunshen appeared. Both the fugitives and the pursuers were taken aback.

The question is, which side is the right side? If this is a novel with no new ideas, then the pursuer will be a fierce man, and the fugitive will be a poor girl, and the answer is obvious, the hero saving the beauty is an enduring theme. However, this is not fiction. Among the many enemies Teng Yunshen has faced, the evil witch is particularly impressive.

Helping a party in crisis -- that's the most stupid thing to do. The two ends of the scale should only be right and wrong, and should never be strong and weak.

Teng Yunshen was silent, looking unfathomable, in fact, he had no idea what to do next. Can he make them stop? I'm afraid not. He's just a man, and he's soft-spoken.

The fugitive changed direction, avoided him, and quickly sank into the bushes.

Teng Yunshen saw the appearance of the pursuers slightly. There were six people in total, both men and women. They were all young, but their mana was profound, and they had generally reached the level of the third order......

A wizard with a round face launched an attack on Teng Yunshen. His speed exploded...... No, the explosion exploded, setting off a turbulent air current, which frightened Teng Yun deeply. Except for the Sixth Order Wizard and Su Ruiwen, he had never seen anyone who could be so fast.

However, the other party was just a third-order wizard, and his mana was on par with him.

Teng Yunshen bent down. The wizard jumped behind him, the wind blowing through his neck making him creepy. If the opponent can continue to maintain this speed, he will not be able to dodge the next blow.

However, the wizard stumbled at his own speed and could not stand on his feet. The joints of his hands and feet seemed to be nailed by invisible nails. The wizard spun in circles and missed the best opportunity.

Teng Yunshen observed his opponent curiously. The sudden fear disappeared because of the other person's antics and ancs. The wizard's running and jumping were flawless, but the wind and dust seemed to distract him from his vision......

The wizard stabbed with his wand. Teng Yunshen fell backwards and lay into the arms of the shadow. The opponent's speed was still fast, but he knew which direction the attack would come from, so he waited for his time and grasped the opportunity.

The wand passed through his ear like the only cool breeze of a sweltering day.

Another witch gave up the chase and joined the siege.

Time flowing in the world of shadows has its own rules. Teng Yunshen gained a silent speed, and this speed is also fast and slow. The fastest is the speed of thinking, thinking is hidden, and so is the shadow...... Teng Yunshen quickly came up with a tactic. 、

Knocking down an enemy is always easier for him than negotiating or something. Every step he took was to the beat of killing. He is a battle mage.

Teng Yun dived deep into the shadow of the witch. He stepped on silk under his feet, and silk was still silk under it, and he stepped on the tenderness of the whole world, but he did not fall because of it. His steps were as flat as if he were treading a reliable blind path.

He punched the witch in the abdomen. It is also very stupid to pity the jade on the battlefield. Of course, he wasn't ready to disembowel the witch until he figured out the situation.

The witch hunched over in intense pain and curled up in a pitiful mass. She didn't expect the enemy to dare to emerge from the shadows in two cloaves.

Teng Yunshen turned around and captured the movements of the round-faced wizard again. He held up his other, steel-grazed hand to protect his head. Ding! The wand stabbed the back of his hand, bursting with sparks.

The wizard was shocked and angry, he still thought that Teng Yunshen was a shadow puppet mage.

Both attacks were intended to kill people. Teng Yunshen was a little angry. He kicked away the shadow at the wizard's feet, as if suddenly a carpet had been pulled from the other's feet, and the wizard fell to the ground.

A low growl came out of the witch's throat, and Teng Yunshen's attention was drawn to her.

Just as when Su Ruiwen was transformed, the sharp armor spread from her fingertips like a dye, covering the girl's slender hands, except that her claws shone with a silver sheen. She is a shapeshifting mage.

The round-faced wizard vanished, but Teng Yunshen casually swung a punch forward, hitting him as fast as a shadow. The round-faced wizard's horrified features revealed under the thud, smearing the hazy air with a rapid color of blood.

Teng Yunshen knew that he would not turn, and knew that he would rush over in an almost straight line.

The Transfiguration Mage pounced on Teng Yunshen's back, and it wasn't just the sickle-like claws that did the damage, and the fire burned on Teng Yunshen's shoulder.

The battle mage hurried into the shadows. The witch let go of him in chagrin. She swirled around the shadows, like a beast crouching at the water's edge, waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

The strange firelight entangled Teng Yunshen. Can a Transfiguration Mage drive flames? Teng Yunshen was a little surprised, but he didn't dwell on this question. He sank into the shadow world of the desert.

The fire is still burning. The world of shadows can withstand blood mages and shapeshifters, but it can't extinguish the scorching pain. The shadow seems to have become the fine lump of coal, fueling the flames. The fire burned the shadow world brightly, it was not like a campfire that volatilized dark red in the night, it was more like ...... Sun?

Teng Yunshen still couldn't figure out the other party's attack method. The witch may have tied up a real name, but knowing it still doesn't help. Teng Yunshen turned around and released his emotions.

Intense pain swept through the witch's thoughts, like a firework exploding in her mind.

The battle mage's eyes widened.