"Who is sending me a message? What is his purpose?" Wilson thought to himself as he teleported away.

He knew that the person who cast the strange curse on him must be waiting for him in front.

Otherwise, there would be no need for the other party to guide him here.

And the purpose of that person doing this is nothing more than two, one is to kill him, and the other is to save him.

But Wilson had no choice, because even if he didn't go in this direction, he couldn't escape Kamaso's pursuit.

At this moment, there were only a dozen pairs of eyes left on Wilson's face, and most of his face had already been exposed. The disappearance of these cursed eyes also represented the consumption of Wilson's power.

After all, 'Shadow Shuttle' is an eighth-level witchcraft. Wilson is only a seventh-level wizard now, and it is still too difficult to perform it.

If it is in the same realm, Wilson can almost kill the seventh-level wizard of the same realm in seconds with the cursed eyes.

Even if he encounters an eighth-level witchcraft, Wilson can still kill it as long as he pays some price.

But unfortunately, the one chasing him this time was a ninth-level wizard, and a ninth-level wizard of the wind system, which made him almost hopeless.

"I hope that person is here to save me. No matter what his purpose is, just give me time and let me leave a legacy." Wilson thought to himself. What he cared about was his own knowledge inheritance.

But soon, Wilson's mental power detected a familiar and strange breath in front of him.

The reason why he felt familiar was that Wilson sensed that this person had Hill's breath. After all, he had been with Hill for three years and was still very familiar with Hill's breath.

But what made Wilson feel strange was that this person with Hill's breath was actually an eighth-level wizard, and that kind of powerful mental power fluctuation could not be hidden.

Too powerful, much stronger than his mental power.

This powerful mental power fluctuation was almost about to enter the ranks of ninth-level wizards.

The key is, how could this guy have Hill's breath?

Wilson was puzzled, and the only dozen pairs of eyes left on his cheeks were already staring at the gradually approaching figure in front.

The speed at which the two teleported to each other was very fast.

When Wilson's thoughts just flashed, Xiao Yun on the opposite side had already appeared in Wilson's sight.

After seeing Xiao Yun's appearance clearly, Wilson was also stunned for a moment.

"Hill? No, you are definitely not Hill. Hill can't be an eighth-level wizard."

Wilson's face changed, staring at Xiao Yun in front of him, and said coldly: "You are a dying old monster who has occupied the body of my student. I feel a strong breath of death in you. Only wizards of the death system have this ability to revive by borrowing a body."

In an instant, Wilson felt that Hill had been occupied by an old monster of the death system.

After all, no one would think that Xiao Yun could cultivate to the eighth-level wizard realm in just a few years. This is impossible.

"Teacher, I am Hill, not an old monster." Xiao Yun was stunned when he heard Wilson's words, and then smiled bitterly.

Wilson stared at Xiao Yun and sneered, "Do you think I'm an idiot? Hill, a wizard apprentice, can be promoted to the eighth-level wizard realm in just a few years. I, as a teacher, am only at the seventh-level wizard realm. Do you think I will believe it?"

"Teacher, I'll explain this later. Let's work together to kill the pursuers behind you first." Xiao Yun didn't have time to explain to Wilson because a strong space fluctuation came nearby.

He didn't expect that the strong man chasing Wilson was actually a wind wizard.

The wind wizards had already started to move towards the space system at the back, so low-level wind wizards were not scary, but high-level wind wizards were definitely comparable to the four major rule-based wizards.

Sure enough, just when Xiao Yun looked solemn, a gap appeared in the space not far behind Wilson, and then an old man with white hair and long robes walked out of it.

"Wilson, you can't escape... Hey, there is actually a helper, but he is only an eighth-level wizard, and he is not a transformation wizard. He is probably not as good as you." Kamaso stared at Wilson, and then looked at Xiao Yun. When he did not see any signs of transformation on Xiao Yun, he was relieved.

As long as it is not a transformation monster wizard, it is difficult to fight across levels, so it is difficult for an eighth-level wizard to threaten him, a ninth-level wizard.

"Teacher, let's kill him together first!"

Xiao Yun did not say too much nonsense. After reminding Wilson, he took the lead to kill Kamaso.

In his hand, I don't know when a black long knife appeared, like the sickle of the god of death, cutting through the space and slashing at Kamaso.

This is the eighth-level witchcraft of the death system-Death Harvest!

After all, Xiao Yun is a cultivator of the Jiuxiao Continent, and his fighting style is also inclined to melee, so he likes this kind of "Death Harvest" that is suitable for melee and has strong single-target attack power.

"Swish!"

The black long sword cut through the space, carrying a strong breath of death.

The originally dark sky around became even darker at this moment.

Kamaso's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a chill in his heart: "It turns out that he is an eighth-level wizard of the death system. No wonder he has the courage to attack me, a ninth-level wizard."

It is well known that wizards of the four major rule systems are much stronger than wizards of other systems at the same level, and it is normal to be able to fight against those of higher levels sometimes.

However, Kamaso felt that the other party underestimated him too much. He was a ninth-level wind wizard. In terms of single-target attack power, my Dimension Slash was no less powerful than your Death Harvest.

"Dimension Slash--"

Kamaso released the 'Dimension Slash' without hesitation. The terrifying silver light blade burst out with dazzling light and directly tore the space in front of him.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yun, who was attacking in front of him, suddenly became two people, then four people, then eight people, and sixteen people...

In the blink of an eye, countless Xiao Yuns from all directions waved their Death Harvests and slashed at Kamaso.

"Undead clone? What a joke, how can he know this long-lost eighth-level witchcraft?" Kamaso widened his eyes. This scene happened too fast, and he had no time to find out which of these Xiao Yuns was the real body.

Kamaso could only cast a defensive shield in a hurry to prepare for Xiao Yun's attack.

"Good opportunity!" Wilson, who was not far away, was also stunned by Xiao Yun's performance, but he was experienced and soon realized that this was a good opportunity. He immediately blew up a source eye on his cheek, ten curse eyes, and cast the strongest curse with all his strength.

The crisis came instantly!

Kamaso, who was releasing the shield, suddenly froze, and then the black death harvest broke his shield and invaded his body with a strong breath of death.

"Puff--" Kamaso spurted blood, and his clothes were torn. He didn't dare to fight at all, and directly used space shuttle to escape while being blown away.

Xiao Yun didn't choose to chase. The other party had real "teleportation". If he wanted to escape, he couldn't catch up now.

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