The Mad Cultivator

The magician has landed, right in the farmland ahead. Ming Wang said.

Yan Shaofeng looked down, and saw that under the rolling white clouds, there was a black land with lush plants, and a white tiger was landing in a vast corn field of hundreds of miles, and the corn was blown off by the tiger's wings. folded, and some even flew into the air, as if encountering a hurricane once in a century.

I think the magician must have run out of strength, otherwise what are you doing flying here?! Ming Wang said.

Yan Shaofeng said: It doesn't matter how much it is, let's fly down to have a look, it's better if he has no strength, and just took the opportunity to kill him.

Ho Ho!

As soon as the magician landed on the ground, Yan Shaofeng landed right after him. At this moment, the white tiger reacted faster than the magician. Sensing the breath of Yan Shaofeng and the bloodthirsty bat, he turned his head suddenly, Spewing white mist at bloodthirsty bats, the two monsters are also old enemies, so when they meet, their swords are drawn. The bloodthirsty bat is also welcome, and under the command of Yan Shaofeng's mind, it immediately released a 'brain wave'. A series of blue halos met the white mist and offset them in the air.

The magician lay on the back of the tiger, like a dead man, no longer the chic and arrogance when we first met, and Alice sat behind the magician, but she couldn't move because her whole body was bound by a rope as thick as a python. Taking a closer look, it was not a rope, but a black wind. This black wind was connected with the magician's mind, and Alice couldn't escape at all.

Mr. Magician, it seems that you are seriously injured, and your mana is almost consumed. I am a teacher at Gatland College. Now I want to take my students back. You should hand them over quickly. As for, die I don’t care about those students, because I have already avenged them, and that five-level jihadist was dismissed by me with three punches and two kicks. How about it, you don’t want to end up with him, do you?!” Although The magician seems to have only one breath left now, but Yan Shaofeng is still very worried, so he blows the air in advance to scare the magician.

Bloodthirsty bat! You really killed that holy warrior, but, but, but his defense is so strong, even my big magic 'dark storm' can't destroy the defense of his battle armor, you actually killed him, But, but you are only a fourth-level fighter, no, this is impossible, but you can own his monster, what's going on?!

Blood gushed out from the corner of the magician's mouth. Just now he experienced a fierce battle. Twenty first-level holy fighters and four third-level magicians were defeated by him, and some of them died in his arms. In his hands, and he himself almost died due to the exhaustion of mana. Fortunately, the great battle in the sky saved him, but in order to avoid the flood and frost, he used the last mana to transform into the Wind Shield Cover', now I don't even have the strength to move.

Perhaps you can see that I am not from the Western world at all. I am actually a monk from the Eastern world, and our monks in the Eastern world are not divided into realms like you are from the Western world. My current cultivation level is actually I have already reached the level of the eighth-level 'Berserker', otherwise, how could I easily defeat the fifth-level holy warrior, and even surrendered his monsters. Seeing the magician's mind in a trance, Yan Shaofeng felt overwhelmed. Cool, raised his eyebrows, pretended to be nonchalant and spread his hands to talk to the magician, not to mention how easy it was.

I hijacked your student, are you going to let me go like this?! Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the magician raised his head, revealing a pale face with determination and slit eyes. He stared at Yan Shaofeng for a moment, as if he wanted to see some flaws in his face.

It's a pity that he couldn't see anything. Yan Shaofeng sat on the top of the bloodthirsty bat with no expression on his face. He shrugged his shoulders and said with an indifferent expression: This matter was provoked by that holy warrior. , and I have already killed him. Originally, I also wanted to teach you a lesson, but you have become like this now. Come to provoke our Gartland College people, I am easy to talk, if you meet someone who is not good at talking, you will die this time.

Hehe! Just when Yan Shaofeng thought he had the chance to win, the magician suddenly laughed and straightened up, the air around him was constantly oscillating, and four or five black wind pillars of tornadoes formed around him.

Little Eastern monk, it took me so much effort to snatch this female archer over. If you want to take her away with just a few words, you are underestimating me. I will die with you, if you have any skills, you can show them!

Okay, this is you looking for death, so don't blame me! Seeing the magician suddenly utter such hideous words, Yan Shaofeng knew that his big words hadn't worked, and murmured in his heart. Trick, whether it can deal with this half-dead guy is really hard to say. But one thing Yan Shaofeng can be sure of is that the magician at this time will no longer be able to cast great magic similar to the dark storm.

Buzz! The magician suddenly produced a wave of magic power, which condensed on his chest like a black ball of light, streaks of black light swayed out, followed by the explosion of the ball of light, and the black cloak was blown to pieces. The magician's purple-red long hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes, which seemed to be able to absorb people's souls, looked at Yan Shaofeng murderously.

On the large black land, the sound of the wind filled the air, and the black whirlwind rolled and scattered everywhere. The magician suddenly opened his big hand, and silently recited a spell in his mouth. Suddenly, the world was dark, the black wind filled the sky, and those black winds suddenly disintegrated Groups of black clouds followed by groups of black clouds turned into eagles.

Each of these eagles was about the size of a cattail fan, with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, bloody eyes, and they opened their sharp claws to grab him.

Wind Demon Transformation! The magician yelled weakly, then lay on the monster's back and did not move. Obviously, he had exhausted his physical strength and couldn't support it anymore.

Facing the eagles rushing all over the sky and claws, Yan Shaofeng didn't panic at all. He opened his hands, and rows of golden drop-shaped fires were born on each palm, arranged neatly like a poplar forest. with.

Yan Shaofeng flicked his fingers alternately, and countless fires shot out like golden meteors, and the black eagles in the sky rained down, and it was unknown how many died. At the same time, Yan Shaofeng activated the shield of the sacred fire armor. Even if some eagles escaped the attack of the fire and came to him, after touching the shield, they were shaken to pieces and dissipated into black clouds.

I didn't expect a little oriental monk to be able to resist my Wind Demon Transformation. Okay, I'll let you try my 'Fengmo Kill'!

As he was speaking, the magician suddenly raised his arms and chanted a set of spells. Suddenly, Yan Shaofeng felt the earth beneath him shake suddenly, and cracks opened in the ground. The plains with a radius of tens of miles There are cracks and collapses everywhere, as if a magnitude 8 earthquake happened all of a sudden.

Under the ground, there was nothing to be seen, and suddenly countless strong storms rose up from below, like a storm from the sea, Yan Shaofeng's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, seemed to be stabbed by a knife and a sword. , even the shield of the sacred fire armor was shaken by the blowing, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Yan Shaofeng hastily ordered the bloodthirsty bats to flee into the air, but the black wind from the ground called by the magician would change, condensing into swords for a while, various monsters for a while, and countless devils from hell for a while. , screaming, ferocious, pulling and tying the bloodthirsty bat, but it couldn't fly out no matter what.

This kind of power is not something that a fourth-level monk like Yan Shaofeng can contend with. He tried his best, but he couldn't conflict with the encirclement of 'Feng Mo Kill'. Even the released Blackwater King Snake was killed by the various phantoms condensed by the Yinfeng, hiding in the fire dragon ring and not daring to show its head.

In desperation, Yan Shaofeng tried to break through the barrier with Chunyang True Fire Daogang, Dazizai Xuanming True Fire, and Taiyin True Water, but none of them worked. He has already been strangled by Feng Mo Sha for tens of thousands of dollars.

If this goes on, even the Holy Fire Armor won't be able to hold on for long, we're about to die, Master, is there anything you can do! Yan Shaofeng yelled loudly, regardless of hiding King Ming's whereabouts.

This magic storm is too strange. I tried to use Wind Escape just now, but this magic storm is not a storm formed by five elements at all. My 'Wind Escape' doesn't work, and I can't do anything about it. Duke Ming was also anxious. yell.

Fuck, it's his grandma's. I'll fight. I have one last move. I'm going to die with him. Yan Shaofeng was annoyed when he saw the magician laughing wildly outside, and touched Alice's chest with both hands. Unable to bear it anymore, a solution that would hurt both sides suddenly came to mind.