A level one wind mage can only condense one wind blade. The number doubles with each level, and a level six wind blaster can have twenty wind blades.
Bang bang bang... The furniture was shattered by the wind blades, and the body of the man in the peaked hat was torn apart like a bubble.
Star illusion? Fengshenzhiyi frowned, and immediately saw a man in a peaked hat appearing in front, holding a dagger in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, raising the muzzle of the gun and shooting at him continuously.
The handsome and elegant Fengshen Wing suddenly felt alarmed in his heart and ignored the enemies and bullets in front of him. Raising his hand and pushing to the right, the air flow roared and condensed into a wall of wind.
The skill of the saint stage is wind wall!
Wind Wall is the only defensive skill of the Wind Mage. It is condensed by high-speed flowing air. The faster the blade bullets, the stronger the rebound.
The disadvantage is that it has a weak defensive effect against heavy and slow weapons.
"Bang bang" two deafening gunshots, but not from the front, but from the right side.
Two yellow warheads hit the high-speed flowing air wall and were instantly bounced away. One was embedded in the ceiling, and one of them penetrated the quilt and disappeared.
Although the wind mage cannot resist illusions, he can sense the enemy's true position through changes in airflow.
The illusion was destroyed amidst the sound of gunfire, and the man in the peaked hat appeared on the right side.
Fengshenzhi neither looked at the stray bullets nor paid attention to the enemy. He pressed Jia Feizhang's shoulders with his palms, pressed him on the seat, and lifted him up with his other hand.
"Woooo~" The airflow in the bedroom rose from the ground and became violent in an instant. All items such as furniture, quilts, and computers were lifted up from the ceiling.
In this full-scale attack on the seal, the enemy has nowhere to hide. This is a sealing item specially prepared to deal with the Night Travel God. There are many seals and items with sealing functions in all major professions. No profession's escape technique is impeccable.
The man in the peaked cap rolled up to the ceiling together with the debris, making a heavy loud noise.
Feng Youshen's Wings immediately activated the wind blade, condensing thirty-two sharp weapons that could cut gold and cut jade, and swung it at the enemy who was blown away.
"Puff, puff, puff." The man in the peaked hat clinging to the ceiling was disintegrated by the wind blade, his limbs and arms were cut off, and his internal organs fell to the floor, making a "clatter" sound.
Huh? Wind God Wings was stunned. Although he was very confident in his attack with the wind blade, it was unexpected that he could be killed so easily.
The enemy doesn't even have decent defensive items? Fengshen Wing looked closely at the broken limbs and arms on the floor, only to see that the flesh and blood were pale and the organs had a dull color, without a drop of fresh blood.
Rolling out among the mutilated flesh and blood was a palm-sized disk with zodiac signs engraved on it.
"This..." Fengshen Zhiyi's expression changed slightly.
At this moment, a cold wind swept towards the bald middle-aged man Jia Feizhang.
Without any time to think, Fengshen Wing grabbed a thunder and lightning mark and slapped it on Jia Feizhang's chest.
"Zizi" A bright blue electric arc jumped out of Jia Feizhang's body, bouncing off the sinister wind.
The power of the thunder attribute is extremely strong and strong, and it has strong restraint on evil spirits.
Wings of God grabbed a blue-red cloak and spread it on his back. In an instant, bright blue light appeared in his eyes, thunder and lightning marks were highlighted between his eyebrows, and crackling arcs of electricity bounced around him.
Wings of the God of Wind did not take action immediately. He looked at the swirling wind in the bedroom and said elegantly and calmly, "Using the Yin corpse to pretend to be the real body is indeed a good strategy. Among the major professions, there are very few professions that can deal with spirit bodies." If the action fails, you can abandon the Inferi Spirit and retreat calmly."
"I just saw you perform the Star Escape Technique, and I was also deceived by you. But since we know that you are a high-level night wandering god, how could we not be prepared?" As he spoke, he summoned a thunder whip and "crackled" sparks in all directions. Splashing, electric ions raged in the air.
That sinister wind was like ants on a hot pot, scurrying around everywhere. It wanted to go but couldn't. If it wanted to possess him, it would be ejected by the thunder attribute power. He watched helplessly as he was constantly struck by thunder whips, and his breath weakened sharply.
The wings of the God of Wind were waving while waiting for help from his companions.
"Ha, I told you that since we know you are a star officer, how could we not be prepared? Your master-level companion was sniped by our alliance leader and elders."
"They say star officials are cunning and cunning, and it's true. If the main body comes with the tools of the Infernal Corpse and the assistance of the Wraith Spirit, it will really take some effort to kill you."
"Now, slowly wait for death to meet your end."
Suddenly a sharp dagger stabbed into Fengshen Wing's chest.
His pupils suddenly shrank, his body froze, and the movement of waving the whip suddenly stopped. Fengshen Wing couldn't believe it, and turned to look at Jia Feizhang, who was always protected by him.
The corners of the bald middle-aged man's mouth raised, and his eyes were malicious and playful: "Who told you that we came alone?"
"You, you are..." Fengshen Wing covered his chest and staggered back, "You are the spiritual servant just now, no, you are also a star officer."
He understood that there were two star officials and two spiritual bodies hidden in the Yin Corpse.
When one of them first possessed Jia Feizhang, he had already taken his body and devoured his soul and memory. The subsequent dialogue and all the actions of the man in the peaked hat to withdraw his spiritual servant were all to deceive himself who was hiding by the window.
Jia Feizhang smiled and said: "Did you not wake up from discussing the layout with Xing Guan? Hehe, only you fools from abroad dare to be in the second area. You never dared to play with Xing Guan like this."
The Wings of the Wind God looked livid, and regardless of the injury on his chest, he suddenly raised his hands and raised an all-devouring hurricane.
In the candy store, Zhang Yuanqing thought silently: The second district does not produce night wandering gods. This star palace is a talent recruited by Tianpu, and it comes from the second district.
If it's the latter, is it Taiyi Sect's Star Officer or Dark Night Rose?
Well, it can't be so absolute. Since the advent of the Bright Compass prophecy, major organizations have begun to recruit the Night Walker God with purpose.
It is completely consistent for a large overseas organization to have several Yeyoushenxing officers.
"You seem a little absent-minded?" Cao Qianxiu looked at the opposite side with bright eyes. Don't tell me that you are sleepy.
The shop was closed, half of the lights were turned off, and the other half was reserved for them. The boss refused to work overtime at all costs. The boss was a soup-basker and didn't want any money, but he was a nice person. He gave the lock and key to the two of them to remind them. He turned off the lights, locked the door, and left cursing.
The boss knows Cao Qing.
Don’t you know that the Night Travel Gods are all liver emperors? Zhang Yuanqing looked towards Curry Street: "Your deacon is in danger!"
Cao Chuxiu looked confused and didn't understand. Before she could ask in detail, the rapid and solemn voice of the team leader Ziqiang Qianjie came from the headset: "All members gather together. There is an accident in Curry Street. The Wings of the Wind God are in danger and provide immediate support."
Cao Qianxiu's eyes widened instantly.
"Got it!" Zhang Yuanqing pressed the headset and replied.
Then he looked at the confused girl and said, "During the mission, you must remain absolutely calm. No news can shake your mentality, otherwise you will be dead." After saying that, he strode out of the candy shop.
Zhang Yuanqing said this deliberately. The purpose was to establish a mature, stable and experienced image in front of Cao Qianxiu, so that the true level could be exposed later.
Only then did Cao Qianxiu react. She quickly got up and followed him out, pulling down the rolling shutter door at the same time.
After leaving Curry Street, it was about one kilometer away from the candy shop. With the speed of Cao Qianxiu and Zhang Yuanpinqing, they arrived at the designated location in less than half a minute.
It was half past one in the middle of the night, and there were very few pedestrians in China Street. Half of the entire block was plunged into darkness, while the other half was barely illuminated. ID
In a block full of parked cars, Zhang Yuanqing saw many people gathering downstairs in a certain apartment building from a distance, with anxious faces looking up at a certain window.
Lightning flashed in the window, but no sound was made.
Several young people wearing peaked caps were holding computers, which were hovering over everyone's heads and typing keys with one hand. Above them, there was a wind mage gliding in the wind.
A first-level wind mage does not have the ability to fly, but can glide.
"Judge!" A voice came from above the two of them. Zhang Yuanqing and Cao Qingxiu looked up and saw a figure gliding from the air against the wind.
These were ten girls of six or seven years old, with round faces and the remnants of the girl's baby fat, and a pair of extremely bright eyes.
Wearing a white sweater and light-colored slim jeans, she looks youthful and sweet.
At this time, the girl's round and sweet face was full of anxiety.
"Baixue, what's going on?" Cao Qianxiu asked hurriedly.
Princess Snow White glanced at Zhang Yuanqing and had no time to pay attention or greetings. She grabbed Cao Qianxiu's arm and said urgently: "I heard from the team leader that Deacon Fengshen's plan is to close the door and beat the dog and confine the murderer in the house. This will not hurt anyone." Even ordinary people can be prevented from escaping."
"But just now the drone captured that Deacon Fengshen was seriously injured and is in critical condition."
Cao Qianxiu's face darkened: "You are gathered here because you cannot break the restriction and cannot rescue?"
Princess Snow White nodded vigorously: "The team leader has contacted the top management of the organization, but, the feedback I received is to wait."
She frowned her delicate eyebrows and stamped her feet anxiously: "We can wait, but Deacon Fengshen can't wait. The higher-ups don't know what they are doing!"
While he was talking, several more people came up to him.
The leader is a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a square face, short hair, a strong body, and sharp and clear eyes, giving people a very upright feeling.
Behind him were three people, one of whom was a fat young man in a black T-shirt and wearing black-rimmed glasses. His appearance and temperament perfectly fit the image of a "fat nerd."
A young man with an unruly temperament, a short ponytail, and handsome features, but when combined, he gave people an uncomfortable feeling, too sharp and unruly.
One is a simple and honest young man, with ordinary facial features and height, but a strong and honest figure.
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the four people and identified their identities based on their temperaments and facial features.
"We have contacted the 'Yellow Wind Monster' deacon and will be here soon. Don't worry, everyone." Ziqiangxiu first explained the situation to Cao Qianxiu, and then nodded slightly to Zhang Yuanqing.
"Very good". "Princess Snow White breathed a sigh of relief. The yellow wind monster is a level 4 wind blaster. Although it is far from comparable to the Wings of the Wind God, it is still a saint.
Cao Qianxiu looked around at her teammates and said, "Why is this happening? The top management of the organization should have a careful plan, why are they still in such a mess?"
All the team members looked at each other, speechless.
Even the self-improvement that had just been said to be the natural arrangement of the speaking organization was speechless for a moment.
The organization seemed to have overturned. When no one responded, Cao Qianxiu looked at Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the window: "No matter how careful the plan is, it is like an open-book exam for the star officer. If the top management of the organization cannot make it, they are probably entangled."
"Never try to ambush a star officer. In terms of layout ability, among the major professions in the spiritual realm, none can compare with a star officer. The top management of the organization has too little experience in dealing with the Night Walker God."
The unruly Siren Doctor Lin Shengshou hummed: "In hindsight, what's the use of saying this now."
The Siren is probably the Fire Master in the first district. No, he deserves more beatings than the Fire Master. The Fire Master is a brainless talker, while the Siren is good at provoking.
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him. After being a spiritual practitioner for so long, he had learned to be tolerant. Some professions just have no brains to speak. You have to admit it.
At this time, a strong wind hit, and a middle-aged man in pajamas swept into the night sky.
The members of the Anti-Black and White Alliance below breathed a sigh of relief and shouted "Yellow Wind Monster Butler".
The middle-aged man looked at the window where the lightning flashed and ignored the members on the block. He spread out his hands and made the air around him boil.
The strong wind stirred up dust and garbage, making it difficult for the members below to keep their eyes open.
Under the control of the middle-aged man, the boiling airflow condensed into wind blades, and the wind blades condensed into larger wind blades.
Looking forward to the breathless expectant gazes of Snow White and others, the middle-aged deacon Huang Fenggui pushed out with both palms.
"Woo~"
The wind roared loudly, and the six-meter-long wind blade suddenly slashed out and hit the film-like barrier.
The membrane shook violently twice, then recovered, and the wind blade dissipated into a strong wind.
It's a bit embarrassing not to break the ban.
The expectant eyes of all the members froze, and their expressions became stiff.
The yellow wind monster's expression changed slightly.
"No, it didn't work." Cao Qianxiu's face turned pale.
The expressions of the members of the sixth group became solemn.
It's too late to save Deacon Fengshen. Unless the alliance leader can arrive immediately, Deacon Fengshen will die.
How long can a person in desperate situation survive? The Windbreaker is not a profession with high defense and self-healing. It is not easy to survive until now. I
"What should I do?" Snow White was so anxious that she almost cried.
At this time, Zhang Yuanqi's cell phone dinged in his pocket, and he took out his cell phone to check the information: "The identity has been confirmed. There are no high-level spiritual realm practitioners lurking around. I have already made a disguise, and the Tongtian Cult Master can appear at any time."
Zhang Yuanqing replied: "When I break the restriction as a swordsman, you can speak again!"
The clone replied: "Roger it!"
Zhang Yuanqing put away his cell phone and walked downstairs of the apartment. In the process, he opened the inventory and grabbed a two-foot-long bronze sword.
Cao Qianxiu behind her was stunned and shouted: "What are you going to do?"
