Cultivation Technique of the Great Witch

Zou Heng followed the road he had walked before, leading the team behind him, and ran forward continuously, and the Feng Xing Shu had been blessed on the team along the way, and he did not dare to release it in the slightest.

Everyone in the team also increased their speed as much as possible at this time. They ran along the road with the team. They didn’t know when they would stop or how long they would run, but they must be before dawn. There is no chance to stop and rest.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" This is what Zou Heng is thinking at the moment. Although everyone is moving fast now, Zou Heng hopes that the speed can be faster, so that they have a greater chance of running away.

Now Zou Heng is most afraid of not only catching up with someone behind him, but also that they will encounter people who block them as they return along the original road. In that case, he will have to solve the obstacle first before he can continue to flee.

Not to mention whether the person blocking the road can be solved, even if it can be solved, if the delay in the middle is long, the people behind may also be chased.

Zou Heng is very worried about this, but in times of adversity, people are always lucky, and misfortunes never come singly.

In the front of the road, a violent wind blew suddenly, and the power that almost cut off the ground floor still remains fresh in Zou Heng's memory. At the same time, the appearance of this violent wind also blows away all the fluke in his heart.

Seeing the wind approaching, Zou Heng gritted his teeth silently, his heart was also stunned, he took out his own magic weapon oil lamp, lit the flame of the oil lamp, and turned the flame into a barrier in front of him, and then he did not hesitate. Continue to run forward.

Zou Heng had already experienced the power of this sharp gale before. He knew that the flame barrier he had set up could not stop the gale at all, but he had to do so at this time.

As a magician in the realm of practice, he does not have enough means and strength. How to deal with the situation in front of him, Zou Heng can think of the simplest and most effective way is to find the magician against the wind and get closer to the opponent. Maybe at close range, you can get the opponent out.

After the sharp gust of wind came into contact with Zou Heng, a part of its power soon passed through the flame barrier and fell on Zou Heng's body, marking his body with wounds.

Although Zou Heng could bear it, and at the cost of his wounds, he continued to move forward against the wind, but the horses under his hips were not good. After several wounds were drawn, the horses immediately felt a little ill. Under control.

"Damn it!"

Zou Heng cursed secretly in his heart, then decisively rolled over and got off his horse, opened his legs, and ran forward.

With his extraordinary physical quality, Zou Heng ran with all his strength. In a short period of time, his speed was not slower than that of horses, and even surpassed the speed of horses. Of course, this is only a short time. Now he has no way of long Racing with horses.

Against the flame barrier, Zou Hengjian walked like flying, and the more he rushed forward, the more wounds he had on his body, but he could no longer take care of so many at this time. If he wanted to solve the obstacle, he had to reach the opponent first.

When his whole body was almost stained red with his own blood, Zou Heng finally felt that there was no sharp wind in front of him, and in his line of sight, he also saw a slightly stunned figure.

Without any hesitation, Zou Heng continued to rush towards the figure, paying such a high price, and finally came to the opponent's side. At this time, naturally he could not be allowed to regain the distance to cast spells.

It was the older warlock who cast spells here to stop Zou Heng and the others. At this moment, he looked at Zou Heng, who was covered in blood and rushing towards him, for a moment.

It's not that he has never seen the kind of brave person who can fight to the death in a desperate situation, nor is he someone who will be frightened when someone rushes in blood, he just has never seen a warlock like this.

The confrontation between the warlocks is usually the collision of the spells, usually fighting at a distance. Even many times, the warlocks fighting from the beginning to the end may not have seen each other, and have never met each other once, such as Zou. A warlock like this is really rare.

After stunned for a while, the older warlock immediately came back to his senses, pinched a magic trick on his chest with one hand, then turned around and pulled his clothes, and then from his lap, He actually rushed out a few people who were exactly the same as him, and fled to the surroundings, obviously wanting to regain the distance.

At this time, how did Zou Heng give the opponent a chance to regain the distance, and immediately urged the oil lamp in his hand to gather a few groups of flames and smashed at the few figures one after another.

The flame attacked, and only two of the avatars of the warlocks escaped the flames, and the others were hit by the flames, and fell to the ground on the spot and burned without a scream. It can be seen that these avatars are fake.

Among the remaining two, one of them was ready to cast a spell, which seemed to be true, but Zou Heng leaned toward the other one.

Seeing Zou Heng, who was leaping over, originally planned to wait for Zou Heng to make a mistake about his true body, he would give Zou Heng a thunder blow, and the elderly warlock who killed Zou Heng suddenly sighed in his heart. This young warlock is really good, and he has seen through his wrong guidance.

When I was seen through, I could only replace the powerful spells that had been secretly prepared for them with faster casting speeds but slightly less powerful spells.

He opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and the elder warlock suddenly blew forward with another breath, and a gust of wind blew on the ground. Although the wind did not have the sharpness, the power of the wind still slightly stopped it. The pace of Zou Heng.

Zou Heng was actually very close to the older warlock at this time. Even if he felt the violent wind blowing from the other party, it was like a huge force pushing him back. Zou Heng did not retreat half a step, but gritted his teeth against the violent wind. Strive forward.

After he took another step forward, feeling that the distance between the two was almost the same, Zou Heng suddenly let out a violent shout.

"upbraid!"

This violent shout was like a thunderstorm, causing the surrounding air to vibrate slightly, and also made the elderly comfortable, the whole person took two steps back, and there was also a sense of dizziness in his brain. The spell cast was naturally interrupted.

When he came back to his senses, he knew something was wrong in his heart, and he wanted to get a further distance, but it was already too late at this time, and Zou Heng's fist was already in front of him.

With a punch, the older warlock felt a pain in his face, the bridge of his nose seemed to collapse, and there was some "buzzing" in his mind, and his thinking stopped for a moment.

But shortly after, he felt that he had received a second punch, and this time his fist was heavier, and a severe pain hit him. It was dark in front of him, and he couldn't see things clearly.

However, the pain that hit this time made him suddenly awake, and when Zou Heng hit his third punch, he also responded.

Now it’s definitely too late to cast the pinch jue. Even if he comprehends the true magic, he may not be able to cast it at such a close distance. He can only bite the tip of his tongue and take a bite in his mouth. The blood on the tip of the tongue, mixed with its own mana, used a spell that was relatively damaging, but was unsatisfactory.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly, and Zou Heng, who was throwing a third punch, felt as if he had been hit by a carriage, and his body involuntarily flew backwards and landed three meters away.

Zou Heng immediately stood up and looked at the elderly warlock who was retreating rapidly. He quickly followed up. The elderly warlock was also walking very fast at this moment. After a while, Zou Heng couldn't catch up. other side.

As for the older warlock, at this moment, he also knew that he was suffering. He never expected that he would suffer such a big loss in the hands of a magician in the realm of practice.

The opponent's style of play is not like a warlock at all. He should be a warrior, and he can definitely become a titan.

Seeing that the distance between myself and Zou Heng is pulling in, although I can run for a while, I will still be overtaken before long. For the sake of his wealth, this elderly warlock I have decided that I should retreat for the time being, otherwise, facing the crazy Zou Heng, even if he can solve the other party, he will still suffer a big loss.

Thinking of this, the elder warlock shouted: "Don't chase me anymore. I will retreat now. I have time to chase me. I suggest you run away as soon as possible. The one who will come later is a master. A master of the Profound Realm, if you don't run away, the other party will catch up!"

As soon as his voice fell, he found that Zou Heng, who was chasing him, was a bit slower in an instant, and he was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that his words had worked.

But what he didn't notice was that the surrounding temperature had dropped from before, becoming colder as winter, and white gas could be seen when he breathed.

And looking into the distance along the official road, you can already vaguely see that there seems to be something that emits green light, which is quickly approaching here.

It was precisely because of this scene that Zou Heng's footsteps slowed down slightly, and the situation eventually developed in an increasingly unfavorable direction. After he was blocked by the warlock in front of him, a more powerful guy had already caught up.

Zou Heng stopped and shouted to the others in the team over there, "You guys, keep running, don't stop, run!"

After shouting these words, Zou Heng took out a stack of paper from his waist bag, quickly pinched the method, and then threw a stack of paper forward in his hand.

The pieces of paper fell to the ground and quickly changed into a personal appearance. They looked very similar to those of the soldiers in the team. They even had weapons in their hands. It was just that compared to real people, the changes made from these papers looked more like a person. Be more rigid, obviously less angry.