Jia Feizhang couldn't speak, but his expression became more and more frightened.

The man in the peaked cap said with emotion: "I never thought that such an important thing would be handed over to an ordinary person. We have been looking for you for a whole century. Do you really want to talk? OK, I will give you 30 seconds to confess your last words. "After speaking, he waved his hand lightly.

The cold feeling subsided quickly, Jia Feizhang shivered fiercely, his frightened expression suddenly subsided, and he said calmly: "You talk too much nonsense, you should directly kill me and ask the spirit."

The voice fell, and by the window behind the desk, a handsome young man in a tight-fitting nano combat uniform took off the badge engraved with void patterns.

He seemed to appear suddenly, but also seemed to be there all the time. Before he took off the badge, no one noticed him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Jia Feizhang, who was sitting by the desk, quickly grabbed a glass cover next to his left hand and gently covered it.

Suddenly, the props of this void profession flashed, and a translucent film covered the bedroom, sealing off the space.

The handsome young man with an elegant temperament waved his hand violently.

"Woo!" The airflow in the bedroom turned into dense wind blades, cutting towards the man in the peaked cap like a torrential rain.

A first-level force wind mage can only condense one wind blade, and the number doubles for each level up, and a sixth-level blaster has twenty wind blades.

Bang bang bang... As the wind blades criss-crossed, the furniture shattered one after another, and the body of the man in the peaked cap was torn apart like a bubble.

Star illusion? Fengshen Zhiyi frowned, and immediately saw a man in a peaked cap appearing in front of him, holding a dagger in his left hand and a gun in his right, raising the muzzle of the gun and shooting at him continuously.

The handsome and elegant Fengshen Zhiyi suddenly had a warning sign in his heart, ignoring the enemies and bullets in front of him. Raising his hand and pushing it to the right, the airflow roared and condensed into a wall of wind.

The skill wind wall in the saint stage!

The wind wall is the only defensive skill of the wind mage. It is formed by the condensation of high-speed flowing air. The faster the blade bullet is, the stronger the rebound will be.

The disadvantage is that the defense effect against heavy and slow weapons is weak.

"Bang bang" two deafening gunshots, but not from the front, but from the right side.

Two yellow warheads collided with the high-speed flowing air wall and were instantly bounced off. One was embedded in the ceiling, and one of them pierced through the bedding and disappeared.

Although wind mages cannot resist illusions, they can sense the real position of the enemy through changes in the airflow.

Amidst the gunshots, the illusion was self-defeating, and the man in the peaked cap appeared on the right.

Fengshen Zhiyi neither looked at the stray bullet nor paid attention to the enemy. He pressed Jia Feizhang's shoulder with his palm, pressed him on the seat, and raised his other hand up.

"Woo~" The airflow in the bedroom rose from the ground, and it was violent in an instant, furniture, quilts, computers and other items lifted up the ceiling.

In this full-scale attack with a closed mark, the enemy has nowhere to hide. This is a banning item specially prepared to deal with the Night Traveling God. There are many seals and items with sealing functions in all major professions. No class's escapism is impeccable.

The man in the peaked cap rolled towards the ceiling together with the sundries, making a heavy bang.

Feng Youshen's Wings immediately opened the wind blade, condensed a total of thirty-two sharp weapons that cut gold and jade, and swung it casually, hitting the flying enemy.

"Puff puff puff puff." The man in the peaked cap who was clinging to the ceiling was dismantled by the wind blade, his limbs, arms and internal organs fell to the floor behind the floor, making a "crack" sound.

Huh? Fengshen Zhiyi was taken aback for a moment. Although he was very confident in his wind blade attack, it was unexpected that he would be killed so easily.

The enemy doesn't even have decent defensive props? Fengshen Zhiyi looked intently at the stumped limbs and arms on the floor, only to see the pale flesh and organs showing a dull color, without a single drop of fresh blood.

Between the mutilated flesh and blood rolled down a palm-sized health plate engraved with constellations.

"This..." Fengshen Zhiyi's face changed slightly. JrNovels.com