"A third-rate wild wizard who has no magic equipment, no formal training, no talent for witchcraft shields, and has never been exposed to witchcraft networks. If you kill him, I will take you into the real palace of the God-Devouring Witchcraft School."

(Kill your sister, he is a first-class wizard, I am not even a third-class apprentice.)

He roared wildly inside, and his hands and feet kept rummaging on his hands and feet until he touched a worn-out iron shield at the bottom of the pile of weapons. He stroked his hands and felt the texture and texture of the iron shield. His eyes were light blue in his eyes, identifying the magic pattern of the equipment. Suddenly, Zhu Peng was getting hotter and hotter. He didn't care about looking closely, picked up the iron shield and turned around, holding it in his hands and blocked his chest.

Boom, bang.

The bald man smashed a large fireball half a man with one hand, and hit Zhu Peng's barely raised iron shield. The seemingly worn black iron shield instantly flashed with light blue witchcraft patterns. Although Zhu Peng was hit hard by the impact of the big fireball and hit the stone wall behind him, the black iron shield in his hand was not damaged at all.

"The identification technique in the past six months has not been taught in vain. Although there is still a piercing sword that has not been found, it has finally saved my life."

(Believe in you, I'm SB...)

He picked up a triangular hammer from the scattered weapons on the ground. Although Zhu Peng wanted to discuss with the bald man opposite him whether we could work together to kill the old ghost next to him. But as the bald man retreated and quickly recited the spell, Zhu Peng knew that the two of them were already dead.

"I swear, I will be invincible."

With a roar, the golden card representing power in Zhu Peng's mind shone brightly in the sea of ​​consciousness. A faint golden light that could not be observed by the naked eye spread out in Zhu Peng's body. Although it was not obvious, it adjusted the host's mental and physical state to the best in a very short time.

"I swear, I will win."

In the battle of life and death, there is you and no self. Although I am helpless, all the helpless feelings can only be kept after the war to express, and the losers will not be helpless.

Holding a shield in his left hand, holding a hammer in his right hand, Zhu Peng lowered his body, and his toes grabbed the ground violently. The next moment, he rushed towards the bald man like a ferocious cheetah.

However, the spell of the middle-aged bald man had already been recited. With a wave of his hands, the faint blue flames flashed, and three fiercely howling light blue ghost wolfs were summoned out, and they met Zhu Peng who rushed to him fearlessly.

Youxun Wolf summoned ×3. This is still a short-term spell chanting without any equipment. If he is in full swing, wouldn’t this move cause a pack of wolves?

I was amazed at the foundation of a formal wizard. Although it was just a rural wild wizard in an alien plane, it was not the power that Zhu Peng could compete at this time.

With his left hand, he suddenly accelerated his feet as the opponent's wolf jumped up and rushed to the ground. The first ghost wolf was still in the air and was knocked to the ground by Zhu Peng. He took two steps forward and stepped on the waist of the falling ghost wolf with a big sole, causing it to turn into a stream of purple smoke and dissipate.

He swung the hammer with his right hand and hit the head of a Nether Wolf. The fierce and heavy blow made the ghost wolf's body spin three times in the air and 360 degrees before landing. If it were a normal wild wolf, he would have been killed by this hammer. However, the ghost wolf was not a creature. After the guy landed on the ground, he actually stood up again, but the witchcraft energy that made up its body became less stable.

The third ghost wolf took advantage of the gap created by the pounce of the first two wolves and rushed directly to Zhu Peng's exposed left leg. The cooperation consciousness of the wolf pack still remained even after they turned into ghosts, and it was even more keen and stronger.

However, Zhu Peng's right leg rotated suddenly with his left leg as the axis. The bent right leg knee directly hit the side of the head of the third ghost wolf, knocking the third ghost wolf away.

After practicing the national martial arts for ten years, if you can't even solve the enhanced version of the three wild wolves, Zhu Peng will go to the southeast branch by himself when he goes out.

But what is really terrifying is not the summoning of the ghost wolf, but the first-level wild wizard who circles around Zhu Peng along the corner of the wall, with rich mana and rich practical experience.

If Zhu Peng cannot successfully attack him, he can exhaust Zhu Peng to death by summoning the ghost wolf. The warrior and the magician's summoned creatures will fight each other and consume it. Such a way of death is really stupid.

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhu Peng no longer cared about hiding his life-saving card in front of the ghost-shaped man. He sank his waist and sucked deeply. After this air flowed through his mouth several times, it sank into the dantian. Accompanied by the secret qi and blood techniques of the Wudang Sect, Zhu Peng's exposed skin quickly showed a bright rose-like bright red, making him look like a big crab with a high fever.
Chapter completed!