A first-level wind wizard can only condense one wind blade. With each level up, the number doubles. A sixth-level Swift Wind Mage can condense as many as twenty wind blades.
Bang, bang, bang... As the wind blades flew across the sky, the furniture shattered and the body of the man in the baseball cap was torn apart like a bubble.
Star Illusion? Wind God's Wing frowned, and then saw a man in a peaked cap appear in front of him, holding a dagger in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, raising the muzzle and shooting at him continuously.
The handsome and elegant Wind God Wing suddenly felt a sense of alarm in his heart, ignoring the enemies and bullets in front of him. He raised his hand and pushed to the right, and the air flow whistled and condensed into a wind wall.
The skill Wind Wall in the Saint stage!
Wind Wall is the only defensive skill of the Wind Mage. It is formed by the condensation of high-speed airflow. The faster the speed of the blade bullet, the stronger the rebound.
The disadvantage is that it has little defensive effect against heavy and slow weapons.
Two deafening gunshots rang out, not from the front, but from the right.
Two yellow bullets hit the high-speed flowing air wall and were instantly bounced away. One of them was embedded in the ceiling, and the other one pierced through the bedding and disappeared.
Although the wind mage cannot resist illusions, he can sense the enemy's true position through changes in air flow.
The illusion was broken by the sound of gunfire, and the man in the peaked cap appeared on the right. Please search the book title and add "Three Excellent Novels" to read simultaneously.
Fengshenzhiyi neither looked at the stray bullets nor paid attention to the enemy. He pressed Jia Feizhang's shoulders with his hands, pressed him down on the seat, and lifted him up with his other hand.
"Woo~" The air flow in the bedroom rose from the ground and became violent in an instant, and all items including furniture, quilts, computers, etc. were lifted up to the ceiling.
In this full-range attack on a closed target, the enemy has nowhere to hide. This is a sealing prop specially prepared to deal with the Night Wandering God. There is no shortage of props with sealing and blocking functions in all major professions, and no profession's escape technique is impeccable.
The man in the peaked cap and the debris were rolled toward the ceiling with a heavy bang.
The Wings of the Wind God immediately opened up wind blades, condensing thirty-two sharp weapons that could cut through gold and jade. With a casual wave of his hand, he hit the enemy that was blown away.
"Puff, puff, puff." The man in the baseball cap who was clinging to the ceiling disintegrated in the wind blades, and his limbs, broken arms and internal organs fell to the ground with a "thump" sound.
Hmm? Wind God's Wing was stunned. Although he was very confident in his wind blade attack, he did not expect that it would be so easy to kill.
The enemy didn't even have a decent defensive tool? Wind God's Wings looked closely at the broken limbs on the floor. The flesh was pale and the organs were dark in color. There wasn't a drop of fresh blood.
A palm-sized disk with constellations engraved on it rolled down among the broken flesh and blood.
"This..." The Wind God's Wing's expression changed slightly.
At this moment, a cold wind blew towards the bald middle-aged man Jia Feizhang.
Without time to think, the Wings of the Wind God grabbed a micro seal with a lightning mark and slapped it on Jia Feizhang's chest.
"Zizi" a bright blue arc of electricity leaped out from Jia Feizhang's body surface, rebounding the dark wind.
The power of thunder is extremely masculine and strong, and has a strong restraining effect on spirits and ghosts.
God's Wing grabbed a blue-red cloak, shook it open and draped it over his back. In an instant, bright blue light appeared in his eyes, and a lightning mark appeared between his eyebrows. Crackling arcs of electricity bounced and jumped around him.
Wind God Wing did not take action immediately. He looked at the swirling Yin wind in the bedroom and said elegantly and calmly, "Using Yin corpses to pretend to be the real body is indeed a good strategy. Among all the major professions, there are very few professions that can deal with spirits. If the action fails, the worst that can happen is that we can abandon the Yin corpse and retreat calmly."
“I saw you performing the Star Escape Technique just now, and I was fooled by you. But since we know you are a high-level Night Wanderer, how could we not be prepared?” As he spoke, he gathered a lightning whip, and sparks flew everywhere, and electric ions raged in the air.
The cold wind was like an ant on a hot pan, running around everywhere. It wanted to leave but couldn't. It wanted to possess someone but would be bounced out by the thunder force. It could only watch itself being struck by the thunder whip again and again, and its breath weakened rapidly.
The Wind God flapped his wings while waiting for help from his companions.
"Heh, since we knew you were a star official, how could we not be prepared? Your master-level companion was sniped by our leader and elders."
"It is said that the Star Officials are cunning and despicable, and it is true. If the real body comes with the aid of props, Yin corpses and vengeful spirits, it will take some effort to kill you."
"Now, wait for death to come and meet your end."
Suddenly a sharp dagger pierced into the chest of Wind God Wing.
His pupils suddenly contracted, his body stiffened, and the movement of swinging the whip stopped. Wind God Wing couldn't believe it and turned to look at Jia Feizhang, who was always protected by him.
The bald middle-aged man raised his mouth, his eyes malicious and playful: "Who told you that we came alone?"
“You, you are…” Wind God Wing staggered back, holding his chest, “You are the spirit servant from before. No, you are also a star official.”
He understood that there were two star officials and two spirits hidden in the corpse.
One of them had already taken over Jia Feizhang's body and devoured his soul and memories when he first possessed him. The subsequent conversation and all the actions of the man in the baseball cap to withdraw his spirit servant were all to deceive himself who was hiding by the window.
Jia Feizhang laughed and said, "You and the star official are still asleep while discussing the layout. Ha, only you foreign idiots would dare to be in the second zone. I didn't expect you to dare to play this game with the star official."
Wind God's Wing's face turned pale, and regardless of the injury on his chest, he suddenly raised his hands and created a hurricane that swallowed everything.
In the dessert shop, Yuan Zhang Yuanqing thought silently: The Second District does not produce Night Wandering Gods. This Star Palace is a talent recruited by Tianfa, and it comes from the Second District.
If it's the latter, is it the star official of Taiyi Sect or the Dark Night Rose?
Well, it can't be so absolute. Ever since the prophecy of the Compass of Light came out, major organizations have begun to purposefully recruit Night Wanderers.
It is completely consistent with the fact that a large overseas organization has several Night Wandering Star Officers.
"You seem a little absent-minded?" Cao Qianxiu looked at the opposite side with bright eyes, "Don't tell me you are sleepy."
The shop was closed, with half of the lights turned off and the other half left for them. The boss refused to work overtime. He was a thrifty person who didn't want money, but he was a nice person. He gave the lock and key to the two of them and told them to remember to turn off the lights and lock the door, then left cursing.
The boss knows Cao Qing.
Don't you know that Night Walkers are all hard-working? Zhang Yuanqing looked towards the curry street: "Your deacon is in danger!"
Cao Chuxiu looked confused and didn't understand. Before she could ask in detail, the leader Ziqiangbusi's urgent and solemn voice came from the headset: "All members, gather, there is an accident on Curry Street, the Wings of the Wind God is in danger, provide support immediately."
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 and do not let any news shake your mentality, otherwise you will die." After saying that, he strode out of the dessert shop.
Zhang Yuanqing said this deliberately in order to establish a mature, stable and experienced image in front of Cao Qianxiu, making it easier for his true level to be exposed later.
Cao Qianxiu finally reacted and quickly got up and followed him out, pulling down the rolling door as well.
The dessert shop is about one kilometer away from Curry Street. With the speed of Cao Qianxiu and Zhang Yuanpinqing, they arrived at the designated location in less than half a minute.
It was 1:30 in the morning, and there were few pedestrians in Tang Street. Half of the street was in darkness, and the other half was barely lit.
In a street full of parked cars, Zhang Yuanqing saw from afar a lot of people gathered under an apartment building, with anxious faces looking up at a window.
There was a flash of lightning in the window, but no sound was made.
Several young men in baseball caps were holding computers and hovering above the crowd, typing with one hand. Further up, there was a wind wizard 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 their heads. Zhang Yuanqing and Cao Qingxiu looked up and saw a figure gliding from the air riding the wind.
These are ten girls around six or seven years old, with round faces that still have some baby fat, and a pair of watery and bright eyes.
Wearing a white sweater and light-colored slim jeans, she looks youthful, sweet and charming.
At this moment, the girl's round and sweet face was full of anxiety.
"Bai Xue, what's going on?" Cao Qianxiu asked hurriedly.
Snow White glanced at Zhang Yuanqing, not having time to pay attention to him or exchange pleasantries. She grabbed Cao Qianxiu's arm and said anxiously, "I heard from the team leader that Fengshen Deacon's plan is to lock the door and beat the dog, and confine the murderer in the residence. This will not hurt ordinary people, and it will also prevent him from escaping."
"But the drone just captured that the Wind God Deacon was seriously injured and is in critical condition."
Cao Qianxiu's face darkened: "You gathered here because you can't break the ban and rescue?"
Snow White nodded vigorously: "The team leader has contacted the top management of the organization, but the feedback they got was to wait a little longer."
She frowned her delicate eyebrows and stamped her feet anxiously: "We can wait, but the Wind God Deacon can't wait. I don't know what the top management is doing!"
As they were talking, a few more people came up.
The leader was a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a square face, a crew cut, a strong body, sharp and clear eyes, giving people a very positive feeling.
There were three people following behind him, one of whom was a fat young man in a black T-shirt and black-framed glasses. His appearance and temperament perfectly matched the image of a "fat otaku".
A young man with a rebellious temperament, a short ponytail and handsome facial features, but when put together, he gives people an uncomfortable feeling, too sharp and too rebellious.
One is a simple and honest young man, with
Very ordinary, but with a sturdy and solid build.
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the four people and identified their identities based on their temperament and appearance.
"We have contacted the deacon of 'Yellow Wind Monster' and he will be here soon. Don't worry." Ziqiangbusi first explained the situation to Cao Qianxiu, then nodded slightly to Zhang Yuanqing.
"That's great." Snow White breathed a sigh of relief. The Yellow Wind Monster was a Level 4 Wind Gale. Although he was far from being comparable to the Wings of the Wind God, he was still a Saint after all.
Cao Qianxiu looked around at her teammates and asked, "Why is this happening? The top management should have a thorough plan, so why are they in such a mess?"
The team members looked at each other in silence.
Even the words "self-improvement" that were naturally arranged by the organization just now were speechless for a moment.
The organization seemed to have collapsed. Seeing no one responding, Cao Qianxiu subconsciously looked at Zhang Yuanqing.
Zhang Yuanqing looked towards the window: "No matter how careful the plan is, it is just an open-book exam for the star officials. The top leaders of the organization can't make it, most likely they are entangled."
"Never try to ambush the Star Officers. In terms of layout ability, no one in the major professions of the Spirit Realm can compare with the Star Officers. The top leaders of the organization have too little experience in dealing with Night Wanderers."
The unruly Siren Medical Master snorted, "It's hindsight. What's the point of saying this now?"
The Siren is the Fire Master of the first district, right? No, she deserves a beating more than the Fire Master. The Fire Master speaks without thinking, while the Siren is good at provoking.
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him. After being a spiritual traveler for so long, he has learned to be tolerant. Some professions just speak without thinking, and you have to admit it.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and a middle-aged man in pajamas flew across the night sky.
The members of the Anti-Black and White Alliance below all breathed a sigh of relief and shouted "Yellow Wind Monster Butler".
The middle-aged man looked toward the window where lightning flashed, ignoring the members on the block and spreading his hands, causing the air around him to boil.
The strong wind blew up dust and garbage, making it impossible for the members below to open their eyes.
Under the control of the middle-aged man, the boiling airflow condensed into wind blades, and the wind blades condensed into larger wind blades.
As Snow White and the others looked on with bated breath, the middle-aged butler Huang Fengguai pushed out with both palms.
"Woo~"
The wind whistled as a six-meter-long wind blade suddenly slashed out and hit the film-like barrier.
The film shook violently twice, then recovered, and the wind blade dissipated into a strong wind.
It's a bit embarrassing that the ban was not broken.
The expectant eyes of the members froze and their expressions became stiff.
The face of the Yellow Wind Monster Deacon changed slightly.
"No, it didn't work." Cao Qianxiu looked pale.
The expressions of the members of Group 6 became solemn.
It is too late to save the Wind God Deacon. Unless the leader can arrive immediately, the Wind God Deacon will be dead.
How long can a person trapped in a desperate situation hold out? The Wind Rider is not a profession with high defense and high self-healing ability, so it is not easy for him to hold out until now.
"What should I do?" Snow White was so anxious that she was about to cry.
At this time, the phone in Zhang Yuanqiqing's pocket dinged, and he took out his phone to check the information: "Master, it has been confirmed that there are no high-level spiritual realm practitioners lurking around. I have prepared a disguise, and Tongtian Sect Master can appear at any time."
Zhang Yuanqing replied: "Wait until I break the restriction as a swordsman, then you can speak!"
The clone replied: "Received!"
Zhang Yuanqing put away his phone and walked downstairs to the apartment building. During the walk, he opened his inventory and grabbed a two-foot-long bronze sword.
Cao Qianxiu behind him was stunned and shouted, "What are you going to do?"
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