"Huh! Where else to go?"
After running for less than a quarter of an hour, Han Nan became alert and immediately yelled at the figure in front of him.
"You can catch up with you if you have the ability, don't bother to talk about it! You jerk! Asshole!" Ling Feng wants to realize that the only capital is his physique internal strength. If you want to run, you can still run for a long time. If the other party is If the soul power is exhausted, it will not catch up, and it may be strangled by oneself!
"Fuck your mother! Da Po Xuan Encirclement Formation!"
Although Han Nan behind him did not know the opponent's strength, but his own shortcomings were not conducive to long-distance running. He immediately flew into the air. As soon as the rapier came out, in line with the mystery of the formation itself, the soul power spread to the surroundings. , As the opponent's loud shout rang out, the surrounding area was suddenly surrounded by layers of transparent film.
"Damn!" Ling Feng saw that he was blocked by the formation, cursed, and immediately stopped his foot. He didn't dare to mess around with him who didn't understand the formation method. You must know that the formation method of the mage is ever-changing, and killing is invisible. , This is why even the soul is afraid of the mage!
"Haha! Where do you want to go, sir? Just fight in my Da Po Xuan Encirclement." At this time, Han Nan's cold laughter sounded, looking at Ling Jian's figure, and said, "Tell you, you can't get out of this three-level circle, unless you defeat me, or you can wait forever to be trapped! Haha!"
Ling Feng slowly turned around. After the mage in front of him had finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place. There was a phantom mist around him, and Ling Feng's heart was also shocked. He had never had experience in fighting a mage, so he could only adapt to circumstances. , The opponent's figure was already hidden in the magic circle, and could not be seen at all. Ling Feng also dispersed his soul power, trying to use his soul power to find the other party's location.
This is the terrible thing about the mage. No one dares to underestimate the mage. If he doesn't know how to die, Ling Feng can't find it at all, and the opponent's figure seems to disappear in the huge formation.
"Gun Fire Wheel!"
Although Ling Feng couldn't find the opponent's position, he felt that the time for the opponent to attack should be at this time, and immediately used a circular attack. With only a bang, a broken sword fell to the ground, and Ling Feng realized that if he took a step slower, the sword would pierce his throat!
"Damn! You use formations, and I also use formations!" Ling Feng had nothing to do at the moment. He thought to himself that he knew some formations, so it's better to use them.
Just do what he said, Ling Feng quickly laid out around him, the first-level animal trapping array that I learned last time, the one who caught the rat, was clothed in a circle, and then he sat in the middle to form a barrier, even though Knowing that the enchantment does not have much effect on the spell attack, but at least it can give a bottom to the heart.
"What kind of occupation is this guy? First, he was a qualitative repairer, he was also a qi repairer, and now he still has a magic circle!" Han Nan was hidden in the dark, and Ling Feng's behavior was clearly visible, and he was secretly surprised. It's a bit difficult to make a decision if you can't figure out the other party's foundation.
Although the first-level magic circle is different from the second-level and third-level, it is also a symbol of the start of the mage. Therefore, even if Han Nan thinks that the other party is just a polymath and no one is a master, he still has to be vigilant. .
"The fire of the sky, the air of the earth, the body of the united spirit, the fire technique!"
Han Nan wandered around Ling Feng for a while and found that Ling Feng had no other actions. As soon as he stood up, he chanted a term, and a fire suddenly appeared on his palm. When the last sound fell, a huge pillar of fire Xiang Lingfeng is surging!
"Damn! Fire-transforming technique?" Although Ling Feng didn't understand, he had seen a lot in Master Zhuge's Mansion. He recognized all kinds of spells immediately, but what's the use of recognizing them? I haven't dealt with them yet. Method!
"Okay! Fight!" Ling Fengwei used the vitality of the fire to hit the past. Under this blow, the opponent's fire really slowed down, but the beating flames still rushed to him, burning the hat all at once. Then, a young and handsome face appeared.
"What? It turned out to be a teenager?!"
Han Nan was suddenly frightened by the face in front of him. The person who killed the pinnacle of the seven Yuanzhe with one move turned out to be such a young man, that terrifying original skill, extraordinary combat experience, reaction power, quality repair, and The first level magic circle, all these incredible abilities, all passed through Han Nan's mind. He, who once thought he was the most genius, was also greatly hit at this moment.
"There! Shuanglong style!"
Ling Feng immediately judged the location of the opponent from the direction where the fire spurted. There was an explosion under his feet, and he immediately flew out like an arrow. Han Nan was stunned, seeing the two Ji Long shooting in front of him, he immediately reacted, his body flashed to the side, and Ling Feng shot down.
"Hmm, not here?"
In the space filled with phantom fog, Ling Feng settled firmly on the ground again, his heart was solemn, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his soul power has been spreading around him. As long as he moves, he can’t do it. Fight back, at least the first time you can react.
"Hmph, boy, if you are not good at fortune telling, no matter how genius you are, you will die in my Han Nan's hands!"
Han Nan’s invisibility is only five steps away from Ling Feng. As long as he moves behind him, he can kill Ling Feng with one move. At this time, Ling Feng is completely at a disadvantage, if he hadn’t reacted to it before. Strength training has been increased, and it is impossible to stand here now. Zhuge Yuandao's training is designed according to actual combat, and it is definitely not some vulgar training form.
"Dog thief, do you try one more move? I won't be called Ling Feng if I don't fight with you!" Ling Feng secretly made a decision, as long as the other party dares to make another move, he will risk serious injury and rush forward with him. Confrontation, only in this way can you break through the opponent's trap, being timid and indecisive will always make yourself lost.
"Huh! Brat, you are going to die!" Han Nan quietly came to ten meters behind Ling Feng, then squatted on the ground, muttering terms in his heart, "The breath of the earth, the breath of life, Dark thunder, fate of disillusionment, landmine technique!" When the term was over, Han Nan's right middle finger pointed to the ground and the other.
Suddenly, a flashing dazzling electric arc, Ling Feng besieged from all directions on the ground, Ling Feng looked at the electric arc flying around like a snake, his heart shook, and he immediately jumped into the sky!
"Huh! Get up!"
All the electric arcs suddenly hit the bottom of Ling Feng, and an electric ball the size of a lantern was instantly formed. Han Nan let out a sneer in his heart. As soon as he lifted his middle finger, the electric ball rushed upwards, suddenly in mid-air. It was decomposed into a power grid, and Ling Feng was wrapped up all at once.
"Ah..." As soon as Ling Feng's body touched those fierce thunders, bursts of pain and numbness suddenly appeared all over his body. Under Ling Feng's tenacious consciousness, he called out pain.