Peach Luck Unparalleled

Tune the tiger away from the mountain?

It can barely be counted. To be more precise, their approach should be to divide and attack.

These days, Wu Ling has been under the strict surveillance of Isabella, and they felt that if they wanted to get Qin Feng down, they had to get her down.

Of course, the safer way is to lure her away. After killing Qin Feng, killing or releasing her is irrelevant to the overall situation.

Isabella realized that she had been fooled, but she was not worried. With Qin Feng's ability at this time, it was not something that ordinary people could kill at will.Furthermore, even if it is really dangerous, can't he run if he can't beat it?

In the matter of escaping for his life, Young Master Qin did a better job than many others.

She stared at the person opposite for a few seconds, and said, "I'll ask you one last time, who are you? Who did you instigate, if you are willing to speak out, I can consider taking your life."

"Chacha, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life!" Wu Ling laughed even harder, and he said, "Since you want to know so much, I will tell you that I am a member of the Wuling Cult. You are I know, so what can I do, don’t think that you are great because you are a vampire, there are countless vampires who died at the hands of our witch spirit sect.”

The face of the beautiful instructor became ugly. On the European continent, the vampires, werewolves, and witch spirits are known as the three major alien races. There have been many conflicts between the three races, resulting in several bloody incidents.

The werewolves are not the opponents of the blood clans, and the witch spirits are more prominent than the blood clans in some aspects, but the werewolves can restrain the witch spirits, and gradually formed a three-legged confrontation, and no one can destroy the other.

The werewolf was chased and beaten by the vampire all day long, and it was very miserable; the vampire was assassinated by the witch spirit from time to time, and there was nothing he could do; the werewolf often kicked the vampire's head as a ball, having a great time.

Isabella flipped her wrist, and the dagger flew back by itself. She was already very satisfied to find out the identity of the other party.

Seeing her showing her weapon, the other party laughed again: "Chacha, since you are looking for death, why should I be polite to you! Let me tell you another secret, you will be the fourth blood race to die at my hands. The previous three All men."

Isabella replied: "Then I will also tell you a secret, you will be the first witch spirit to die in my hands, I don't know how many there will be in the future, but what is certain is that you are absolutely laughing!" The one with the worst sound."

"Smelly blood, go to hell!" Wu Ling suddenly spun around in place, and then made a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sound.

By the moonlight, Isabella saw a lot of silver light shooting from Wu Ling's body. She pulled up the hem of the windbreaker and began to wave it. Countless tiny flying needles hit it, and silver reflections soon appeared on the white windbreaker.

It really was a flying needle, and it was the kind of flying needle as thin as a hair.

With such a quantity, it can be said that they are all-pervasive. Fortunately, the beautiful instructor has been prepared, so he can deal with it calmly.

What she was worried about now was whether Qin Feng could avoid such dense flying needle attacks.

At a distance of more than thirty kilometers, First Young Master Qin stood in the dark and said loudly: "Your flying needle is useless to me at all. I really want to know how much you can hide on your body. Take it out and return it to me." What are you being polite about?"

In the round of flying needle attack just now, he didn't do any evasion at all, he just sent the flying needle into the ring.

Wu Ling on the opposite side felt a little unacceptable, he wondered how the target person lost the flying needle.

"Since you want to see, I will do as you wish!" Wu Ling stepped forward with his right foot, turned his body on the spot, and shot more flying needles towards Qin Feng.

During the flight, several insects were instantly pierced by the flying needles. They didn't know what happened, and they still flew forward for a while before falling to the ground.

Young Master Qin stood still as before, and when the flying needles approached, he easily put them into the ring.

Wu Ling stopped spinning, and the number of flying needles fired this time was twice that of last time, but what he saw was that Qin Feng was unscathed.

"How on earth did you do it?" He couldn't help asking.

"Hey, I haven't asked you a question yet, do you have the nerve to ask first?" Young Master Qin said with a smile: "If you want me to answer your question, you should at least answer me first."

Wu Ling said in a deep voice: "You ask, in exchange, I will answer your questions."

"Who are you?" Qin Feng asked.

Wu Ling lifted his hat, revealing a bald head first, and then a face covered with tattoos of strange patterns, the tattoos extending from the forehead to the neck.

He said: "I am a witch spirit from Europe, this is my answer, now it's up to you."

Qin Feng shrugged and snorted, "Wu Ling, I haven't heard of it. I've only heard of blood clans and werewolves. You must not be as famous as werewolves, right?"

"Who said that?" Wu Ling roared angrily.

Wu Ling is no match for werewolves. For thousands of years, this fact has made them feel ashamed. They have always regarded werewolves as the biggest threat.

As a person who cares about face, it would be strange if he wasn't angry when he heard such words.

"I guess." Qin Shao shrugged, and continued: "Now I will answer your question, I am a practitioner, so I can make your flying needle disappear, so you should keep these useless things. "

Wu Ling sneered and said, "No wonder, a Chinese cultivator."

"Then go ahead, Wu Ling who can't beat werewolves." Qin Feng knew that he cared about werewolves very much, so he deliberately added salt to his wounds.

"Damn it!" Wu Ling was really angry. He took out a bone staff-like thing from behind, bent his feet and kicked the ground fiercely, and his body rushed towards this side like a shell fired from a chamber.

The front of the bone staff is very sharp, shining with light blue light.

First Young Master Qin didn't panic, the flying sword shot up from his hand, and then swooped down rapidly, aiming at Wu Ling's head.

This trick is called saving the enemy, maybe your attack can cause some damage to me, but at the same time you will suffer a more serious blow.

Sure enough, Wu Ling changed from offense to defense, and at the same time as his body turned half a circle, the bone staff smashed towards the flying sword.

when……

Huge strength was transmitted from the bone staff to Wu Ling's hand, and only then did he realize how powerful a cultivator is.

Qin Feng was delighted. The beautiful instructor's analysis was quite correct. Generally, people who pay too much attention to speed are relatively weak in terms of strength. What happened just now has proved this point.

I just don't know if Wu Ling can resist attacks like fire dragons, ice cones, and lightning.Under the attack of magic, what kind of effect will appear.

To be honest, Young Master Qin wanted to know the answer very much. While he was reciting the ice pick spell silently, his left and right hands were holding a spell, which were the intermediate fire dragon spell and the lightning charm.