Zhen Fei took Little White Wolf and Wen Xiaoge and Sima Qingyang into the car together. Although this car belonged to Zhu Lisi, Zhu Lisi has now been arrested by Ariza. The car was not taken back, it was still placed downstairs.
I turned on the car GPS and walked for an hour before arriving at Qianshou Temple.
The sky was very gloomy at this time, and the moon was hiding above the clouds. Zhen Fei's heavenly eyes clearly saw that a half-meter-high platform had been built outside the Qianshou Temple, and a dozen people stood in front of them. The mana of these people's Dantian Sea of Knowledge was surging, and they were all mages.
Zhen Fei was taken aback. He didn't expect that Zhascha would find these helpers. It seems that there must be a fierce battle tonight.
After thinking of this, Zhen Fei said: "Stop."
Then he condensed the eight sets of stone array spells taught by Tong Xiazi into two brilliances and imprinted them in the minds of Wen Xiaoge and Sima Qingyang, and said: "You are here to attack far, I will go up and see, this thorn What the hell is he doing."
"I'll go with you, Master." Wen Xiaoge said with concern: "The wound on the top of your head has just healed, so don't risk it."
"I'm fine, don't worry." Zhen Fei said without listening to dissuasion.
He got out of the car, tidyed up his clothes, and walked forward, standing on the high platform and looking at Zhen Fei.
With a wave of Zhen Fei's big hand, dozens of magical instruments rose into the sky, illuminating the world, and then Zhen Fei smiled and said to the bald head, "How well is the national teacher?"
"Thanks to you." Zachha said angrily: "Today you and I are here to make a decision."
"Zarzaha, your crime has already been revealed, Arisa is going to want you, but you are unfaithful when you eat the monarch’s luke and betray the monarch. It is unkind to allow your disciples to commit murder. Generations, even the world can't help you." While talking, Zhen Fei was observing the surrounding environment. There were no figures for miles away. It was a good place for a duel.
"Huh, don't mention the stingy king, think about your tomorrow. I dare say you will never see the sun tomorrow."
"Then, tomorrow must be a cloudy day." Zhen Fei didn't care about the threat from Zachha.
At this time, behind, Wen Xiaoge said to Sima Qingyang: "Master is too soft-faced. Up to now, he can't bear to kill Master Jiangtou. We can't be as soft as Master."
"Okay, I listen to you, Senior Sister." Sima Qingyang is a grumpy person, naturally cruel, which is very rare among Zhen Fei's disciples.
Facing the thunderous Zha Tingha, Zhen Fei said disapprovingly: "You can make a move, Zha Tingha, I will definitely continue."
"I've laid a net here, there is no reason for the people who come in to get out alive, please see." Zhachaha waved his hand. A yellow haze flew behind him.
This is not a smog, but a group of people who don't know how many heads there are. It's the kind of insect-like things that flew densely toward Zhen Fei, looking like smoke from a distance.
Zhen Fei's hand waved again and again, and the thunderbolt talisman flew around him one after another. Under the action of mana, the thunderbolt talisman gradually expanded outward, and after touching the lowered head, it made a crackling sound, and the thunderbolt talisman was hot. The temperature ignited countless falling heads. There was a foul smell in the air.
Zha Pingha's gestures waved continuously, and red, green, and black haze continued to fly from behind him. Each haze represented a kind of lowered head, and these lowered heads were far greater than those in Arisa's body. The lowering of the head is a lot more powerful, and it's all highly toxic.
Zhen Fei didn't dare to be careless, and continued to sacrifice the thunderbolt talisman, wrapping around him, not letting these descending heads get close to half a step.
Wen Xiaoge and Sima Qingyang in the back quickly sacrificed the jade and aimed at Zha Cha and the wizards he brought. These wizards quickly lined up in a column, with their palms against the back of Zha Cha, Zha When stabha casts a spell, he needs a strong mana as a backing. These mages are his disciples, acting as a backing for the transmission of mana.
Under the shining of dozens of lights, Zha Cha and Zhen Fei began a desperate fight. Behind Zha Cha are his many disciples who give him a steady stream of mana, and behind Zhen Fei are his two daughters. Disciple, open the jade formation, absorb the mana of Zacha, and draw the mana of Zacha into the jade.
After a stalemate of about half an hour, Zachha felt that his mana had been lost too much and his successor was weak. He was taken aback. When he looked back, his disciple seemed to be drunk and his body was shaking. It turned out that during this period of time, Zaza Ha had already pumped out the mana in their bodies seven or eighty-eight, and there was not much left.
But behind Wen Xiaoge has increased the speed of jade jade rotation, and the two small stone formations are like pumping machines to absorb the mana of Zha Ciha.
Standing on the battlefield, Zhen Fei was also exhausted at this time. The thunderbolt talisman sacrificed to fight with the head down consumed a lot of his mana.
Zha Ciha was secretly surprised, and if this went on, Zhen Fei would be exhausted sooner or later, draining his mana. He has changed more than a dozen different heads, and he can't rush through the protective cover of the thunderbolt. The heads burned to death by the fire are hundreds of millions. These heads have been pierced and worked hard for decades. After training, in order to fight Zhen Fei, Zha Ciha laid down his blood this time and moved all the family out. He was prepared, but Zhen Fei was also prepared to let his disciples set up the stone formations far away. In the end, Zhen Fei was even better. Professor Tong Xiazi's stone formation was too powerful and was the nemesis of the mage.
Just as Zhen Fei and Zacha continued to stand in a stalemate, a white figure rushed out like lightning. Zhen Fei was taken aback and couldn't remember anything so fast. This white figure was like lightning. Zha arrived in front of Zacha, and Zhen Fei could see clearly. It turned out to be a little white wolf. Its two front hooves were raised high, and its sharp claws looked like ten sharp swords.
The little white wolf immediately tore Zhachiha's throat, and then Zhajiaha staggered, like a drunk person. He covered his neck with his hands and walked for two steps. The blood on his neck spurted out. , And finally fell down suddenly.
The speed of the little white wolf is still very fast, flashing in front of the disciples behind Zhachaha, these disciples also stretched out their hands to cover their necks, their movements were neat and uniform, and no one persisted for more than half a minute, and they all fell.
With a wave of his hand, Zhen Fei commanded the thunderbolt to disperse and burned all the heads that were still wriggling in the air. Then Zhen Fei leaped over, but saw that the little white wolf's claws had grabbed one of Zarzaha’s rings and danced. Celebrating victory. Zhen Fei was in a daze. He didn't think that the little white wolf was so ferocious. He killed Zha Ciha and others at once. Of course, the little white wolf picked up a bargain and attacked when Zha Ciha confronted Zhen Fei. But its speed is too terrifying, and the battle is over in the blink of an eye.
Wen Xiaoge and Sima Qingyang also ran over. Seeing this scene before them, they couldn't help but shiver. Is this still that gentle and cute puppy? The killing was like grass, killing more than a dozen wizards in an instant, but the miserable scene before him confirmed that all this was not a nightmare, but a real thing.
The little white wolf continued to wave his claws, and found the storage space of these wizards. There are a total of eight personal jewellery, ranging from rings to necklaces. This kind of magical artifact is not available to everyone, how many A dead disciple had no storage space.
Zhen Fei took the storage space of Zhacha Ha and scanned it with his divine sense, and saw that there were still some remaining lowered heads in it, so I ignored them. These lowered heads lost their feeding in the storage space. He will die in a few days. Zha Tingha is already dead, and it is not a concern to drop his head.
His fingers drew an arc in the air, and the sacrificed thunderbolt talisman flew over, ignited the corpse lying on the ground, and burned the flames, and the white ashes were blown away by the wind.
A generation of head-down master and his disciples just disappeared, carrying the secrets of the head-down master and their legends.
Zhen Fei stood there for a while, and sighed slightly. This is the battle of the mage. It is very cruel. Only the strong can survive. If the skills are not as good as the humans, they can only die.
Looking at the little white wolf, there is no drop of blood on his body, and I don't know how it can avoid such a dense blood at such a close distance.
Du Du Du... a rhythmic voice sounded. Looking back, it turned out that it was blind Tong Tong who was here. Standing in front of the high platform, the two empty eye sockets were very horrible. Zhen Fei said indifferently, "Are you satisfied? Zachha is dead."
"Satisfied, it is really satisfactory." Tong Blind responded: "Isn't this very good? Why do you sigh? If Zachha is alive, many people will not sleep well and eat well, and die."
"What is the name of the three stone formations you taught me?" Thinking of the terrible stone formations, Zhen Fei was a little wary of blind Tong Tong.
"It's called Stone Array, there is no other name, but I can't study its principle thoroughly. It is a secret technique that specifically restrains mages and is of no use to ordinary people." Tong Xiazi explained.
Turning around, Zhen Fei said lonely: "Then let's go back, killing is the most boring thing."
"Let’s go, I’ll stay here for a while. After all, I’ve been dating Zachha for half of my life. Although he imprisoned me and didn’t allow me to leave Bangkok, he didn’t harm me, and it’s considered an open air to me. I want to be alone." Tong Blind said sadly.
Nodded, Zhen Fei walked away without looking back. Wen Xiaoge and the others followed afterwards. With a wave of their fingers, Zhen Fei put away the lighting instruments that were hanging in the air. The place was still dark. , The breeze is breezy, as if there has never been a terrible battle between dragons and tigers. ()