The system is the king of the counterattack master

"Wind...wind blade?" Han Xiaodong stammered, calling out the name of this skill.

Wind skills are the skills he uses the least. There is no other reason, and it is really difficult to control. Unlike ice and fire, wind skills can be transformed into tangible attacks.

The wind has always been invisible, and even the attacker himself has difficulty controlling the precise direction of the skill, so the wind element has always been the most difficult to practice among all skills.

As for the wind skills, Han Xiaodong only knows a general idea. In fact, not only him, but also the black knight and the white pigeon rarely use the wind skills.

One is that the success rate is too low, and the other is that there is no mature training and safety reasons, so even if there is a person with wind ability, he will not be able to enter the battlefield in the end.

After all, the fault tolerance of the battlefield is very low, and uncontrollable factors should be minimized as much as possible. If there is a mistake in the melee, as long as the eyes are not blind or deaf, there is still a way to avoid the ice fire thunder.

But this wind skill is invisible and intangible, and even the caster can determine the general direction of the skill launch. Once a mistake occurs, there is basically no remedy except for being beaten firmly.

Even if there are only one-fifth of the wind-type abilities in the entire battlefield, this battle is basically unnecessary, and it will inevitably become a large-scale car accident scene, so the wind-type abilities are not only ignored in training, but even ordered Participation in large-scale operations is prohibited.

However, the current witch god just draws three lines out of thin air in such a leisurely way, and scrapes the huge crab feet of Xudou. This requires not only superb skill control, but also strong strength. Therefore, Han Xiaodong It's normal to have your jaw drop.

The beard of the crab leg was broken, completely paralyzed, the back was on fire, the feet were trapped to death, the attack was ineffective, and the defense was ineffective. Meat can only be slaughtered.

"Is this... the end?" Han Xiaodong looked at the monster that had just pushed him into a corner.

The Sorcerer just dealt with it briefly, and turned into a docile sheep. The shock in his heart was naturally indescribable. He couldn't even believe that this bloodthirsty monster was trained so easily. He didn't know what the Sorcerer would do next. How to arrange this thing, bring it back to the Demon Realm, or destroy it on the spot.

"Of course it's not over." The witch god said lightly, and waved his hand at Xudou lightly, and the monster was instantly covered by a huge black mist, completely invisible:

"This thing can't stay here, and I can't take it away, so let it be turned into fertilizer. It's a little compensation for your world."

The shaman's statement has already shown her attitude - deal with it on the spot, decompose it on the spot, ashes return to ashes, and return to where they came from.

Xudou in the black mist let out a burst of mourning, the voice sounded extremely miserable, even Han Xiaodong, who had been hurt by him before, couldn't help but want to plug his ears.

It's just that he also knows in his heart that this guy is a scourge, no matter how miserable he is, he cannot be sympathetic, and turning into fertilizer is the best ending for him.

After a while, the black mist slowly dissipated, and the place where Xudou was located unexpectedly came back to life, and the land where it stepped on deep pits was filled up again, and the trees that had been cut off also grew rapidly. The speed was incredible. A few minutes faster than fast-forwarding the camera, after a while, the land that had been turned into ruins was full of vitality again.

Han Xiaodong was overjoyed when he saw the ability of the witch god. If he had this guy to help him, it would be a matter of minutes to clean up Dongmenjie.

"Master Wushen, I beg you to do something. There is a great disaster in our world called Dongmen..." He originally wanted to take this opportunity to make friends and beg Wushen to deal with Dongmenjie, but he didn't expect to say something. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted angrily by the witch god.

"To shut up!"

"No...you listen to me..."

"I tell you to shut up."

Han Xiaodong still wanted to fight for it, but was once again slapped back by the witch god: "The Lord God made it very clear to me that I can only help you with matters related to magic cultivation.

I don't care about your own affairs. I have already written down this favor. When I need you later, I will ask you to get it back. Do you understand? "

Hearing that the sorcerer god had moved the main god out, Han Xiaodong lost his temper. He knew that the main god's order could not be disobeyed, so it seemed that the sorcerer god really couldn't help him.

In desperation, he could only sigh and said: "It seems that this world is doomed to be destroyed. The things in Dongmenjie's hands will be destroyed. Let him kill everyone successfully when the time comes. Well, whether it is the main god or not, we are all doomed."

He said these words originally to stimulate the witch god and let her know the seriousness of the matter, but he didn't expect that the witch god still said in that arrogant tone: "Come on, the main god has already given you the heart of the king, why don't you give me the heart of the king?" What do you want?
If you can't deal with a mortal with the heart of a king, plus the little man in your head, then it's considered that the Lord God is blind, and you are an idiot who believes in you.We deserve to die, so you don't need to worry about this matter, you just need to do your own thing well. "

Han Xiaodong was so robbed by the witch god that he was speechless. Seeing that she was really stubborn, he had to give up the plan to ask for foreign aid. He was about to say goodbye to the witch god when he heard a soulless voice:

"Greetings, Lord Sorcerer God, I was late to evacuate the villagers just now."

Han Xiaodong turned around slowly, and then he heard himself say in a shrill voice: "Well, I see, it seems that you have stayed here well, and your complexion has improved a lot."

This pair of master and servant from the devil world met in Thailand, I'm afraid no one would have thought of it.

Han Xiaodong was speechless when he heard the voice of the witch god coming out of his mouth. It seemed that his image was completely ruined. Fortunately, Wang Jiayuan didn't see it, otherwise he would definitely think he was schizophrenic.

But at this time, he couldn't control his body, and could only watch the two reunite here after a long absence.

Hearing that Wuhun said that he was doing well, Wuhun hurriedly explained: "The food here is good, and some delicacies are quite special. Please stay a little longer, I will take you to taste it."

What?How many more days do you want to stay?Still have a taste?
Listening to Wuhun's serious gossip with his former boss here, Han Xiaodong was so angry that his head was about to smoke. This is his body, and he doesn't want to stay here for a few more days, let alone a few more hours.

Wuhun's foodie attributes are solid today. Not only does he eat by himself, but he also drags his old boss into the water. It really makes people wonder what to say about her.

Fortunately, the witch god didn't seem to be that interested in the so-called gourmet food. He shook his head and said, "I know what you mean, but I'm here for business, and I won't stay for long. I'll go back soon."

Hearing what he said, Han Xiaodong was relieved a lot. Unfortunately, before he became happy, he heard the witch god add: "But I need to do something before I go back. I'm afraid you have to come and show me the way."