Turning the tiger away from the mountain?

Barely counting, or more accurately, their approach should be split and attacked.

These days, the witch spirit has been under Isabella's close surveillance, and they feel that if they want to get rid of Qin Feng, they must take her down.

Of course, a safer way is to lure her away, and after killing Qin Feng, killing or letting her go has nothing to do with the overall situation.

Isabella realized that she had been deceived, but she was not worried, with Qin Feng's ability at this time, it was not something that ordinary people could kill if they said they could kill. Besides, even if it's really dangerous, can't he run if he can't beat it?

In the matter of escaping, Qin Dashao did a better job than many people.

She stared at the person opposite her for a few seconds and said, "I'll ask you Zuihou, who are you? ”

"Chatter, it's the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life!" the witch spirit laughed even more ugly, and he said, "Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you that I'm a member of the witch spirit." You just know, what can you do, don't think that you are a blood clan is amazing, there are countless blood clans who have died at the hands of our witch spirit sect. ”

The face of the beautiful instructor became ugly, on the European continent, the blood clan, the werewolf and the witch spirit are known as the three major alien races, and there have been many conflicts between the three races, causing several bloodsheds.

Werewolves are not the opponents of the blood clan, and the witch spirit is more prominent than the blood clan in some aspects, but the werewolf can restrain the witch spirit, and gradually formed a three-legged situation, and no one can destroy anyone.

Werewolves are chased and beaten by the Blood Clan all day long, which is very miserable; the Blood Clan is assassinated by the Witch Spirit from time to time, and there is no way at all; the Werewolf often kicks the head of the Witch Spirit as a ball, and has a lot of fun.

Isabella flicked her wrist, and the dagger flew back on its own, and she was already satisfied to be able to figure out the identity of the other party.

Seeing her show her weapon, the other party laughed again: "Chatter, since you are looking for death yourself, why should I be polite to you! I might as well tell you another secret, you will be the fourth blood clan to die in my hands, and the previous three are all men." ”

Isabella replied: "Then I'll tell you a secret, you will be the first witch to die at my hands, and I don't know how many will be in the future, but it is certain that you are definitely the one with the worst laughter." ”

"Stinkblood, you go die!" the witch spirit suddenly spun in place, and then made a "whoosh" sound.

Through the moonlight, Isabella saw a lot of silver light shooting out of the witch's body, she pulled up the hem of her trench coat and began to wave it, countless tiny flying needles hit it, and silver reflections soon appeared on the white trench coat.

Sure enough, it's a flying needle, and it's the kind of flying needle as thin as a hair.

With such a number, it can be said that it is pervasive, but fortunately, the beautiful instructor has been prepared, so that he can deal with it calmly.

What she was worried about now was whether Qin Feng would be able to dodge such a dense flying needle attack.

More than thirty kilometers away, Qin Dashao stood in the dark and said loudly: "Your flying needle is not used against me at all. I'd love to know how much you can hide on you, so take it all out, and be polite. ”

In the round of flying needle attacks just now, he didn't do any dodging moves at all, just sent the flying needle into the ring.

The witch on the other side felt a little unacceptable, and he wondered how the target had managed to get rid of the flying needle.

"Since you want to see, as you wish!" Wu Ling stepped out with his right foot, his body spun in place, and more flying needles shot out, shooting towards Qin Feng.

During the flight, several insects were instantly pierced by the flying needles, and they had no idea what had happened, and still flew forward for a while before falling to the ground.

Qin Da Shao stood still as he did just now, and when the flying needles approached, he easily put them into the ring.

Wu Ling stopped spinning, and the number of flying needles fired this time was twice as large as the previous one, but the result he saw was that Qin Feng was unscathed.

"How the hell did you do that?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, I haven't asked you a question yet, are you embarrassed to ask first?" Qin Dashao said with a smile: "If you want me to answer your question, you should at least answer me first." ”

Wu Ling said in a deep voice, "You ask, in exchange, I will answer your question." ”

"Who are you?" Qin Feng asked.

The witch lifted his hat, revealing first a slick bald skull, then a face covered in strange patterns that stretched from his forehead to his neck.

He spoke, "I'm a witch from Europe, that's my answer, it's up to you." ”

Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders and snorted, "Wu Ling, I haven't heard of it. I've only heard of Bloods and Werewolves, and you're definitely not as famous as Werewolves, right?"

"Who said that?" roared the Witch Spirit.

The Witch Spirit is no match for the werewolves, and for thousands of years, this fact has made them feel that they cannot hold their heads up, and they have always regarded the werewolves as the greatest threat.

As a person who wants to save face, it is strange that he is not angry when he hears such words.

"I guess. Qin Shao shrugged his shoulders and continued, "Now I'll answer your question, I'm a cultivator, so I can turn your flying needle into nothing, so you should keep these useless things." ”

Wu Ling sneered and said, "No wonder, Huaxia Cultivator. ”

"Then go on, you can't beat the werewolf spirit. Qin Feng knew that he cared about werewolves, and he was deliberately rubbing salt on other people's wounds.

"Damn!" the witch spirit was furious, he pulled out something like a bone staff from his back, kicked the ground with his feet bent, and threw his body towards it like a cannonball.

The front of the bone staff was sharp and shimmered with a pale blue light.

Qin Dashao was not in a hurry, the flying sword rose from his hand and soared into the sky, and then swooped down rapidly, aiming at the head of the witch spirit.

It's called Attack on the Enemy, and maybe your attack will cause some kind of damage to me, but at the same time you will suffer a more severe blow.

Sure enough, the witch spirit turned from offense to defense, and while his body rotated in half a circle, the bone staff smashed towards the flying sword.

While......

The tremendous force passed from the bone staff to the witch spirit's hand, and he realized the power of the cultivator.

Qin Feng is happy, the beauty instructor's analysis is very correct, generally people who pay too much attention to speed are relatively weak links in terms of strength, and this has been proved just now.

I just don't know if the witch spirit can resist attacks such as fire dragons, ice picks, and lightning. What kind of effect will appear under the attack of a spell?

To be honest, Qin Dashao wanted to know the answer, and while he was silently reciting the icicle spell, he held a talisman in each of his left and right hands, which were the intermediate fire dragon spell and the lightning talisman.