"Puff puff puff puff!"
The black wind blade was extremely fast and arrived in front of Song Yan in an instant, exuding a cold aura that made him feel shuddering.
A long sword appeared in his hand and flew out.
"Ding ding ding!"
Song Yan held a long sword in his hand and kept moving around in a small area, flying the wind blades one by one.
But those black wind blades seemed to be endless, and they kept rushing towards Song Yan.
The sword in Song Yan's hand swung faster, sending the wind blades flying.
Wright's playful voice sounded: "How does my Black Wind Curse taste? How about I add some more ingredients to it?"
"Okay, I just don't think the taste is sour enough!"
Song Yan said nonchalantly.
"snort!"
While Wright snorted, Song Yan discovered that the surrounding air suddenly became thicker, which had some impact on his figure. At the same time, the ground turned into quicksand, forcing him to float in the air.
At this moment, a large number of black wind blades suddenly emerged from the ground.
Seeing this, Song Yan narrowed his eyes and suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared in front of Wright, and a sword light pierced out and went straight to Wright's chest.
"puff!"
There was a soft sound, and Wright's chest was pierced, but no blood flowed out, because it was just a mirror image.
As for Wright, his figure appeared dozens of meters in the sky.
"Try my fire snake charm!"
As Wright shouted, countless black wind blades turned around and fired towards Song Yan. At the same time, countless fire snakes fell from the sky. These fire snakes seemed to be spiritual, emitting bursts of hair-raising sounds. The numb snake roar shot towards Song Yan wildly.
Song Yan frowned, and another long sword appeared in his hand.
The two swords flickered, facing the black wind blade and the fire snake respectively.
Ding ding ding ding! !
The black wind blade was thrown away, but when another sword was thrown at the fire snakes, the fire snakes automatically dispersed and turned into small flames covering the long sword in his hand.
Although the long sword in his hand has an ordinary shape, it is a spiritual weapon level sword. After being covered by these flames, it actually showed signs of melting.
Suddenly, his heart sank, and he gained another level of understanding of this Wright's spell.
And he could see that the opponent didn't use all his strength at all. Now, he was just playing with him with a cat-and-mouse mentality.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, the zhenqi stirred up, knocking off the flames on the sword, but the flying flames quickly condensed into fiery snakes and continued to shoot towards him.
Great teleportation!
With a flash of figure, Song Yan appeared directly on top of Wright's head, and his swords burst out into a stunning and bright sword light.
But it was still empty.
Because Wright's figure has appeared hundreds of meters away in the sky.
"Looks like I have to be more serious!" Wright made a hand seal, and suddenly, the clear sky turned into dark clouds!
"Boom boom boom!"
There were bursts of muffled thunder, and then dozens of fist-sized black sky thunders fell together and struck Song Yan.
With a flicker of his body, Song Yan disappeared in place again, came to the top of Wright's head, and swung his sword out again.
There was no surprise, this time it was empty again.
The guy seemed to be able to predict his attack.
At the same time, black wind blades, fire snakes, and sky thunders attacked Song Yan from different directions.
"Damn it!"
Song Yan cursed helplessly. The attacks summoned by Wright's spell were completely endless, so he no longer wanted to do useless work. With a sway of his body, he used the great teleportation technique and moved thousands of meters away.
But in his surprised eyes, Wright took one step forward and chased him across a distance of several thousand meters, followed by black wind blades, fire snakes and sky thunders.
Seeing this, Song Yan planned to move away again, but his expression immediately changed because he discovered that he could not perform the Great Movement Technique.
"I have imprisoned this void, so you can no longer escape!" Wright said with a hint of mockery in his tone.
"It's okay if you don't run away!"
Hearing this, Song Yan's complexion returned to normal, and at the same time, a pair of blood-red wings appeared behind him.
These are the blood god wings that were exchanged for 10 billion fame points.
“Swish swish swish!”
A series of afterimages were drawn out, and Song Yan's figure kept flashing around Wright, and at the same time, his attacks also appeared.
But the strange thing is that no matter how fast Song Yan's attack is, he can't attack Wright. What he attacks is his mirror image.
After a while, Song Yan gave up the attack and while avoiding the black wind blade, Fire Snake and Sky Thunder asked: "Why can't my attack affect you!"
Wright said: "It's simple, because I don't exist in this dimension at all. What you see is just my mirror image."
"So that's it!" Song Yan suddenly realized. Suddenly, there was a sneer on his lips: "Since you are so powerful, why are you hiding like a mouse!"
"You don't have to use provoking methods on me. I won't be fooled. Of course, to show my respect for you, I will give you some response!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan felt that his mind and body had become dull.
"Boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, a large number of black wind blades, fire snakes and thunder struck him.
Fortunately, he had cultivated the Star God Body and his body was strong. Otherwise, he would have been blown into pieces in just one move. Even so, he was now charred black and covered with dense wounds.
"You can still hold on this way, not bad! Not bad!"
Wright's somewhat unexpected voice sounded, and another wave of attacks came towards Song Yan.
"Nima!"
Cursing secretly, Song Yan entered the temple directly.
"Huh!"
Looking at Song Yan who suddenly disappeared, Wright exclaimed, and then he found to his annoyance that he had lost Song Yan's breath.
In the temple, Song Yan, who was covered in bruises and bruises, activated the Divine Light of Life. After his injuries healed, he washed himself and put on a set of clean clothes.
Then, he thought about how to deal with that Wright.
But after much deliberation, I couldn't think of a suitable solution.
"Old Ling, do you know the curse master?" Song Yan shouted to the starry sky.
"Curse masters are an ancient and rare profession. Their bodies are generally fragile, but their attack methods are very powerful. As long as they can ensure their own safety, a curse master can defeat at least three masters of the same level!"
"Is there any way to deal with them?"
"Yes, bring out their true bodies!" Old Ling said solemnly.
Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help frowning and thinking.
After a while, he thought of a bold plan, but this plan was very risky. If it failed, he might die.
Author's digression: Second update (to be continued)