Undead Farm

Chapter 107 Air Suppression
After casting the Swiftness Technique, Aoyuan spat out two sounds from his lips, and two translucent wind blades thick as thumbs formed in midair, and then swished towards Weng Ling.

Even though this wind blade is small, it has the advantages of fast casting and low mana consumption. If it is cut on unprotected skin, it will bleed. It is a more practical harassment spell.

But Weng Ling just raised her wrist, and used her wrist armor to defeat the wind blade that hit her eyes, but when she put down her arm, she found that Aoyuan had already floated around to the other side.

Weng Ling frowned when he saw that he could leap more than three meters in one step.

Light body technique?
Just when he locked his eyes on Aoyuan, he saw three wind blades waving from him.

not good!

Weng Ling suddenly realized that this guy was planning to use the wind blade to interfere with her vision, and then keep a distance away and constantly cast various lightness spells on himself to better kite her!
Don't let him succeed again!
dodge?block?
waste time!

Only two squeaks were heard, and Weng Ling's shoulder was cut with a bloodstain by the wind blade. With only leg armor and wrist armor, she couldn't even defend against the wind blade.

"Hehe, it's a bit courageous."

Seeing that Weng Ling was only 20 meters away from him, Aoyuan remained calm and unhurried, casting the wind blade with one hand, while the other hand began to scribble continuously.

"This is……"

"Dual channel casting!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation from the audience.

Ordinary mages can only cast one spell at a time, but some talented people can build two spell models at the same time and then cast them. This method of casting spells is called dual-channel casting.

"I didn't expect this Aoyuan to have such a talent." Xu Muzhi praised.

Dual-pass casting is not just as simple as drawing a circle with the left hand and drawing a square with the right hand. After all, it is a spell that requires fine control, and if you make a little mistake, you will be punished!
If you insist on a metaphor, making a bomb with your left hand and scraping your eyelashes with a dagger with your right hand is almost the same.

"Wind blade technique is relatively simple. After proficiency, it shouldn't be too much distraction. The spell prepared by his right hand is the key point." Lord Lei nodded.

"Let's wait and see."

Seeing that Aoyuan can cast spells in two ways, Weng Ling couldn't help but quicken his pace again.

But no matter how fast she ran, there was no one who could reach three or four meters away with a light step, not to mention that the opponent's left hand was still releasing annoying wind blades to interfere with her.

"Hmph! Chase? Let me see how you chase!"

After running left and right with Weng Ling in the 300-meter playing field for a long time, Aoyuan spit out the last syllable, and the wrinkles on his face suddenly showed.

Wind flying technique!
Huhu two whirlwinds suddenly rose from the ground, suddenly supporting Aoyuan's body, he was slowly lifted into the air, and soon flew to a height of 30 meters, and looked at the stopped Weng with a grinning grin. spirit.

"Fly... fly up!"

Everyone exclaimed, and then a burst of violent cheers broke out.

this one,
Won!
A wind elementalist who has already flown up is facing a close combat, so he can fight as he wants? !

"Master Ao, come on! Fight these poor devils back!"

"Hit! Hit hard! Master Ao, don't show mercy, hit!"

"Sure enough, we won in the end, hahaha, we will finally be able to live a good life, come on, Master Ao!"

Seeing the suddenly boiling audience, Ye Sangen stood up with a livid face.

Among those cheering people, there were even people who had just moved out of Loland Territory a while ago, or in other words, many of them were actually people who were lost from Loran Territory.

What on earth did Weng Ling feel sorry for that made him so gloating about their misfortune?

"Are these guys annoying? Do you need me to do something?" Bader suddenly approached and asked.

"Don't be stupid."

Ye Sangen shook his head and continued to look at the field.

He actually guessed a thing or two about what these people were thinking, and it was nothing more than profit.

The Lolan Territory is already the last battle. Once they lose to the Tianshi Territory, they will be rewarded with a huge amount of money. This is the reason why they fell into trouble.

Although the money goes into the pockets of the lords, when the lords are happy, they will definitely leak some of the money, such as building better roads, exempting taxes for a long time, etc.

What's more, with the development of Tianshi collar, their lives will naturally become better.

As for how miserable Weng Ling and Luo Lan will be if they fail, that's none of their business!

This is human nature...

"At least not now, there will be a chance." Ye Sangeng murmured.

He suddenly felt that his group of 007 goblin skeletons, who were silent and hardworking, became cute.

But no matter how cute the goblin is, it can't solve Weng Ling's crisis at this time.

At 30 meters, no matter how fierce she is, she can't hit Aoyuan, the wind elementalist.

"Lord Weng, let me show you some face, admit defeat."

Aoyuan opened his hands to enjoy the wind flowing under him, the feeling of looking down really made him addicted.

"Admit defeat?"

Weng Ling looked up at the cheering stands and shook his head silently.

"Come on! The battle isn't over yet!"

"Haha, you are stubborn!"

Aoyuan's eyes turned cold and he rubbed his hands repeatedly.

Great wind blade technique!

With a bang, a half-human-sized wind blade slashed towards Weng Ling on the ground.

Weng Ling's complexion changed and he rolled over, only to hear a bang, and there was already a half-meter-long deep pit two steps away from him, and the mud spots that were blown up even splashed Weng Ling all over.

"Hmph, let me see how much you can hide?"

Five consecutive wind blades!

Big Wind Blade!
Return to the wind!
Bang bang bang wind blades kept hitting Weng Ling, blasting her for 10 minutes!

tick...

Weng Ling shook his arm, shaking off the blood left behind, and the mud all over his body was as embarrassing as if he had crawled out of a quagmire.

With dense numbers and condescending attacks, she was unable to dodge all the wind blades after all.

Aoyuan suddenly felt a little bored when she saw Weng Ling's resolute and unyielding gaze.

"I've already given you a chance, if you don't surrender, then don't blame me!"

After saying that, Aoyuan began to draw rapidly in mid-air with his hands. Looking at the complex trajectory drawn by the purple staff, it turned out to be a large-scale high-level magic!

"No, he's about to make a killer move!" Sha Wencheng said worriedly, clutching his neck.

"How about? Let Sister Weng abstain? You can't even hit the opponent, so it's pointless to continue!"

Bede looked at midnight, but he just shook his head.

"She's not a child, so we don't need us to help her decide what to do."

Seeing the insistent attitude in the middle of the night, Bede shrugged his shoulders and sat back.

"Okay, but let me tell you in advance, I don't know how to sew up corpses."

The implication is that Bede also thinks that what Weng Ling is doing now is courting death.

So what if Ye San could revive the dead Weng Ling?At best, he can only get a walking dead with no brains or brains.

Ye Sangen shook his head without explaining.

Weng Ling in the field seemed to be aware of the crisis, but her eyes lit up at this moment, and the corner of her mouth curled up:
"Finally you are here……"

(End of this chapter)