Whining!

The black dagger slashed through the air, causing a terrifying whimper.

As far as the eye could see, I saw an extremely subtle black light suddenly pass in front of a towering tree that was enough for two people to hug together.

Snort!

There was a slight sound, and the towering tree was cut off at the waist, and the upper half of the trunk fell down with a bang, slamming heavily on the ground, setting off a cloud of dust.

Qian Bufeng, who was moving rapidly, glanced back, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

He couldn't even imagine what would be a terrible thing it would be if his body was slashed by the black dagger.

Buzzing!

After the black dagger cut off the towering tree, it didn't stop at all, still chasing Qian Bufeng's figure, moving rapidly.

After a stalemate for so long, Qian Bufeng faintly felt that his speed was a little slow, and it was not as fast as before.

After all, doing this kind of rapid movement continuously undoubtedly requires a lot of physical strength.

And in order to exert his speed to the extreme, he also used the power of thunder and aura.

As a result, the burden on the body becomes heavier and heavier, and the speed decreases.

And that Wang Adong pursued Qian Bufeng with the imperial sword, and only needed to be driven by the spell seal, and the magic energy consumed was almost negligible for him, a third-order magician, and the consumption of physical strength was even more negligible.

Therefore, in comparison, the speed of Qian Bufeng began to slow down, while the speed of the black dagger remained inconvenient.

This caused the distance between the black dagger and Qian Bufeng to get closer and closer.

At the beginning, the distance between the two was a full three meters, and Qian Bufeng could even stretch it to five meters with the help of trees.

And now, the distance between the black dagger and Qian Bufeng is only fifty centimeters!

And the distance of 50 centimeters is gradually shrinking at a speed that is visible to the naked eye!

Qian Bufeng's ears were full of the "buzzing" sound of the black dagger trembling at extreme speed when it flew at extreme speed, as well as the sharp sound of breaking the wind that seemed to puncture the eardrum.

He could even feel bursts of extremely terrifying cold knife qi coming from him, causing his entire back to break out in a cold sweat, and there was a tingling sensation on his skin.

"It's getting closer and closer, and now it's only twenty centimeters away from my back!" Qian Bufeng glanced back at the black dagger behind him while moving rapidly, his face was already solemn to the extreme, and he said secretly: "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that in less than three minutes, I will be cut in half by this 'Devil's Kiss' immediately!

As soon as he thought of this, Qian Bufeng's eyes suddenly rolled quickly.

After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, slapped his thigh, and said secretly: "I'm so stupid to actually play this kind of long-range tug-of-war with a third-order magician!

"Most of the magic used by mages is long-range because they are weak and not good at melee combat!"

"As long as I can get close to him, won't his dagger threaten me anymore?"

After Qian Bufeng secretly scolded himself for being a "fool" a few times, his body shook slightly, and he forcibly accelerated, and after making a sharp turn in front of him, he turned into a flash of lightning, and swept towards the direction where Wang Adong was.

At this moment, for Qian Bufeng, offense is the best defense!

Therefore, he has broken the kettle and used the speed he can exert to the extreme.

I saw that like a blue lightning bolt, he had jumped and flew nearly a hundred meters through the trunk of the tree in the blink of an eye, and immediately pulled the black dagger far away.

Qian Bufeng must get close to Wang Adong before he sees through his intentions and makes a countermeasure, and then launches an attack to defeat him in one fell swoop!

"Hmph!" Wang Adong snorted coldly, as soon as he saw Qian Bufeng turning around and sweeping towards him, he had already understood his intentions, and said coldly: "Just with your mere Xuanwu realm, you actually want to get close to Lao Tzu's dignified third-order magician?!"

As he said this, the spell mark in his hand quickly changed, and at the same time, he chanted the debut mantra in his mouth.

A moment later, more than a dozen subtle "snorts" sounded.

Then the magic energy gathered, and a moment later, in the space in front of Wang Adong, it turned out to be a full fourteen black daggers.

These daggers, in terms of style, size, and color, are exactly the same as the terrifying "Devil's Kiss".

And on the blades of their blades, between the flow of black light, there are also bursts of chill that makes people's scalps tingle.

Obviously, the fourteen black daggers that Wang Adong summoned were all "Devil's Kisses"!

The moment these dozen black daggers were condensed, I saw Wang Adong's expression suddenly froze, and he shouted: "There is a way in heaven if you don't go, and hell has no door to cast!"

"Today, Lao Tzu will let you taste what real purgatory is!"

When he said this, the expression on his face changed again, and the spell mark in his hand also changed again and again, and after chanting for a while, he shouted: "Demon Blood Devouring Array, Knot!"

"Send him to eighteen layers of hell, suffer a thousand tortures, and then die a painful death!"

As soon as his words fell, the fourteen "Devil's Kiss" daggers instantly turned the tip of the knife, and then aimed at the oncoming Qian Bufeng and swept over.

At this time, Qian Bufeng was still fifty meters away from Wang Adong!

If it wasn't blocked, the distance of fifty meters would be nothing more than a breath for Qian Bufeng, who was now incarnated as lightning.

However, now there are fourteen "Devil's Kisses" in front of them, with a whining wind, forming a huge strange pattern, and they are head-on towards Qian Bufeng.

made this short distance of fifty meters instantly become an insurmountable chasm in Qian Bufeng's eyes!

Moreover, in addition to the fourteen stalks in front of him, there was another stalk behind him that was also speeding by.

Fourteen "Devil's Kisses" in the front and one in the back, for a total of fifteen!

These fifteen "Devil's Kisses" echoed each other from afar, and seemed to be arranged in mid-air in an extremely peculiar way, as if they formed an extremely terrifying formation!

And at this moment, Qian Bufeng seems to have fallen into this formation, and he is in a very dangerous situation!

"Damn, this old guy can summon handles to control fifteen 'Devil's Kisses' at the same time, and connect them into a terrifying formation!"

Qian Bufeng looked at the fourteen "Demon Kisses" in front of him that were arranged in an orderly manner and shot wildly, the expression in his eyes was solemn to the extreme, and while secretly scolding, he suddenly turned around and rushed out to the left, trying to escape from the encirclement of this formation.