Chapter 217

Zhan Feng wanted to get ahead of Bai Song and didn't find out why his speed would catch up. Of course, he may be confident. After all, he hasn't seen what the fastest speed of Bai Song is.

Bai Song was running. He suddenly felt an attack coming at him from behind. Relying on pure speed, it was difficult for Bai Song to catch up even if he slowed down. Zhan Feng took the attack at this time.

Close to the light, their figures began to be clear. Zhan Feng naturally found the position of the white pine.

Bai Song hurriedly turns around and jumps into the air and uses a dagger to block. The speed and strength of this sword are blessed by the skill of Zhanfeng. It is very powerful. Bai Song is directly crooked in the air.

As a swordsman, Zhan Feng has slightly less agility than thieves and more power than thieves. At this time, he gives full play to his power advantage.

The white pine that fell on the ground took several steps back before it stopped. Zhan Feng sneered, "friend, the cooperation is over. Don't blame me for doing it first."

"Damn it." Bai Song stopped deliberately and shouted angrily. Then he looked like he was chasing up.

When he saw Zhan Feng approaching the light, Bai Song stopped. Zhan Feng had been tricked. Now he just needed to wait and see.

Just now, Bai Song sorted out the characteristics of the things around him. Half the time he sat down and thought was thinking about the right way, and the other half was trying to make Zhan Feng a meat shield.

Bai Song's plan is not clever and has many loopholes. Even if Zhan Feng doesn't know the speed of Bai Song's full strength, he may defeat the thieves in the guild, which is good at speed.

Yizhanfeng's IQ is not that he can't think about these. In fact, this strategy is very simple. It's almost obvious that something is wrong.

But the war wind is still on the road. Why? Because when people play games and consider how to kill other players, they can't see their own hidden danger.

After darkness, there is light, which is a common sense recognized by many people.

After a long period of darkness, people have an almost instinctive desire for light, not to mention in such a special environment.

Zhan Feng almost smiled and rushed towards the bright place.

Jingling!

A nice bell sounded in Zhan Feng's ear. It was as clear as the sound of nature. Zhan Feng's characters had low spiritual resistance. They were absorbed by the sound and generally couldn't move.

Zhan Feng immediately reacted to the middle way. After a short absence, he immediately pulled out another sword behind him. The sword body was cold and killing, and immediately attacked the strange bell.

But the bell was like nothingness. The place pointed by Zhan Feng's sword directly passed through the bell, and Zhan Feng's face turned white immediately.

At this time, the sound emitted by lingdang was no longer the sound of nature, but became the harsh cry of ghosts. These sound waves annoyed Zhan Feng, so that there was no more damage.

Zhan Feng glanced at the front and found that there was an iron cable bridge in front, and the back was still a dark original road. He had no time to think about why there was a bridge here, and why Bai Song didn't follow up.

Even, he didn't have time to think about whether he had been calculated.

He is looking ahead now. Behind the iron bridge is a circular stone column. There is obviously a box on the stone column. The box may be the purpose of this trip or a trap.

He had no time to think, but his indecisive character still delayed him a few seconds of precious time. Looking ahead, he decided to rush forward, whether it was heaven or hell.

Unfortunately, it's late.

When the bell came to an end, countless sound wave needles were formed during the shaking. These needles condensed in the air and stopped for a few seconds to make up for the sound wave needles in the air.

The bell shook again and sounded slowly like a bugle. I saw that these sound wave needles were unified in the direction of the bridge, facing the direction of the war wind.

Zhan Feng was stunned and knew it was too late. When he was about to hold the ghost sword in his hand, relying on the sword, he passed many dangerous moments, and now he will verify it again.

The white pine also made a defensive state in the rear. It's useless to run. Those sonic needles have the ability to chase creatures. It's better to escape than to defend.

"I don't know the strength of the current war wind, eh? That's a ghost weapon?" as the first goal, Bai Song is naturally happy to see the war wind resistant to damage. At the same time, he is also looking forward to: "OK, let me see if the war wind in the early stage is as powerful as that in the previous life."

After Zhan Feng took out the ghost weapon, all the sound wave needles were like disturbed wasps. They all attacked Zhan Feng crazily, with the momentum of tens of thousands of arrows.

A white wind escape suddenly appeared on Zhan Feng. This wind escape is a skill that swordsmen can learn. It is a rare skill.

The intensity of the sound wave needle is not as strong as expected. Just the protective wind escape will slow down the whole momentum. Suddenly, the wind escape disappears. Suddenly, an energy group with tearing ability directly disperses the formation of the sound wave needle.

"Ah!" Zhan Feng suddenly roared. The whole person seemed crazy. He picked up the ghost sword and stabbed the energy, which exploded directly.

When Zhan Feng came, he tried his best. A bottle of increasing medicine was immediately poured into the mouth, and his attributes suddenly soared. Although the next weak state will last for a long time, because this is not the medicine taken by swordsmen.

The battle style can't be controlled so much now. Without defense, we can attack each other directly. Under the cooperation of several explosive skills and ghost weapons, the sound wave needle suddenly knocked out half of it.

"I didn't expect that the cards would be so terrible. I'm afraid I have to avoid three points." Bai Song looked at the war wind, prepared for defense, sighed and said, "unfortunately, it's useless."

As soon as Bai Song's voice fell, the bell shook again. Now all these sound wave needles became blood needles, and the speed was almost the same as that of an instant.

Zhan Feng was as unstoppable as the God of war at the moment before. In the twinkling of an eye, the blood needle was full on him. Zhan Feng's blood volume bottomed out in an instant and was destroyed by seconds.

After Zhan Feng fell, the bell in the air happily flew to Zhan Feng's head, and a faint blue light came out of Zhan Feng.

These faint blue lights are souls. To put it bluntly, that is, the experience value of the war wind. After being killed by the bell, they will basically be sucked out by two or three levels.

Bai Song didn't have time to take care of Zhan Feng's business. Ling Dang was having his own big meal and didn't take care of the blood needles. They were originally air and were temporarily given power.

After losing control, these blood needles only act according to their instincts. They seem to feel the existence of white pine, and the blood needles fly into the dark.

Instant petrification!

Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!

The collision sound with great texture is rhythmic, and the blood needle collides with the white pine turned into stones, which looks weak.