The angry bull came running towards the stone pillar where the sword seeker was located. It left clear footprints on the ground with its extremely hot hooves. Since then, the original flat stone road has a straight decorative route. Maybe future apprentices will call it bull path.

    But that''s not now. The galloping monster slammed its horn made of brass against the fragile stone column. Under this violence, the stone is no harder than tofu.

    "Come on!"

    Tongniu is fast and Jianqi is fast. He squatted at the top of the pillar and was ready to go. Seeing that the horn of the ox was about to hit the stone pillar, he turned forward and jumped without hesitation.

    Although this jump is not on the ground, there is no place to use the lightness skill, but with the physical quality of Jian Qi, it is also enough to jump out of the range and come to the side of the bull. But Jian Qi''s feet were on the ground, and a pair of shining eyes had locked him from the dust.

    It''s more or less surprising. It''s supposed to rush at something with all its strength like a bull. Even if it hits only a broken pillar, it should be confused and unable to stop for a short time.

    But the brass body can''t be speculated by common sense. The Golden COW broke through the smoke and charged again at the target already on the same plane as itself! Its two horns are like two sharp spears, and from the material point of view, they can be directly removed as the spear tip without any processing.

    This is an absolute moment of life and death, no matter who it is, there will be no change in cheese or fisherman.

    Death is a familiar place for those who play with swordsmen. They have visited here many times, whether consciously or unconsciously, on their own Jianghu road. Some people stayed and some left.

    The people who stay are not necessarily smart. Sometimes they have to meet the most painful impact for morality. The people who leave are not necessarily natural and unrestrained. If they want to leave here, they will inevitably leave a mark that cannot be healed all their life.

    Jian Qi has also been a frequent visitor here. Since learning martial arts, he has been walking along the river with life and death. As the saying goes, he often walks by the river. How can he keep his shoes wet? Since I lick blood on the edge of the knife, how can I always retreat?

    Breathe, breathe.

    Time didn''t slow down because of who, and space didn''t lengthen because of who. The bull ran faster than himself. At this moment, Jianqi thought of not fear, but beauty.

    Yes, beauty, the existence of running has an aesthetic feeling between biology and sculpture, but it is undeniable that even the two ox horns glitter with exciting brilliance in the sun, handsome and flexible.

    So the heartbeat of sword seven began to coincide with the frequency of the cow''s hoof stepping on the ground. His body was from tight to relaxed, as if he had entered the dance floor from the battlefield. The bull in front of him didn''t want to put him through his intestines, but wanted to dance with him.

    Maybe that''s it. You can''t expect the people around you to dance when you dance. Maybe they just want to kick you away, let you roll away, or just hurt you and kill you. There''s no way. The world doesn''t revolve around anyone. If one person wants to laugh, everyone will be happy. But it doesn''t prevent the dancer from enjoying the rhythm of his body. He can dance with many things.

    However, as bystanders, no one can know the changes of Jianqi''s mentality in these moments. They only see that Jianqi stays in place after landing, quietly waiting for the bull to rush to him, neither blocking nor flashing.

    Just as the ox horn was about to pierce his body, the sword seeker just took two steps gently to the side. The very ordinary two steps were like walking or wandering unconsciously. Just these two steps let the bull that should have lifted him pass him.

    However, things are not so perfect. The rolling heat wave on the bull is still very terrible. The cry of Jianqi due to the high temperature broke out immediately.

    Cheese clenched his teeth when he heard the sound, and he felt a strong emotional impulse. The reason was that he couldn''t find any magic that could subdue the bronze bull immediately here! This is ridiculous. He is a grey robe and a weaver. Magic in his hands is like a dough that can be shaped at will. The truth of the world can be distorted by him. He can do so much, but it doesn''t include stopping an angry bull made of brass.

    While feeling ashamed, cheese pulled down his grey robe with one hand and threw it at sword seven. The grey robe turned into a cloud of smoke and wrapped the sword seeker in an instant to keep him from being roasted by the high temperature.

    "Earth."

    On the side of the cheese, Fang Geng made a sound of sigh or praise. His feet stepped heavily on the ground and his hands held high to the sky. For a moment, a large amount of dust was shaken up by the mage from the ground, gathered into a dense mass like locusts along his arms, and then flew towards the bronze bull under the guidance of Fang Geng''s posture like throwing an iron ball, and turned into a mass of yellowish brown powder when touching the target.

    But this is not the end. The effect of magic on those dust has not disappeared. They rush recklessly towards the hot skin of the copper cow like iron powder attracted by the magnet, clinging to its golden metal skin with their tiny bodies before melting.

    Unfortunately, the power of this spell is really not enough. Maybe it can make a person lose the ability to move temporarily, but it is not enough to affect the angry spirit.

    "Moo!"

    The bull was roaring, and his eyes were still fixed on the human who flashed in front of him.

    If Jianqi chooses to escape, it may also shift the target, but the behavior of the sword seeker is an irrefutable provocation in the eyes of the giant spirit, so it will never stop until it opens his stomach.

    It didn''t even slow down. After running through a semicircle, it aimed at sword seven and charged again.

    In this regard, Jian Qi, who was wrapped in gray smoke, felt a little helpless, but he also knew that looking here, only he could delay time under the gaze of the bull.

    Fortunately, the grey robe gave him enough protection so that he didn''t have to worry about being roasted by the hot smell for the time being. But it''s irrational to consume with something that doesn''t even have muscles. Flesh and blood will be tired, fatigue will lead to mistakes, and mistakes will die.

    "Earth."

    Fang Geng recited the mantra again, and the same spell was cast again. It''s not difficult to hit the bull with dust, but the dust is worse for the spirit than scratching a boot.

    Cheese did not understand the meaning of the other party''s doing so, and a few seconds later, the same mantra sounded again, but it was not used by Fang Geng. Looking at the voice, the grey robe is another adult mage. His actions and pronunciation are the same as Fang Geng, so the effect of casting spells is the same.

    Cheese vaguely understood something, as if to confirm his idea. The third and fourth, more mages began to perform the same magic outside a safe distance. At one time, the praise to the earth rose one after another, making people worry about whether the dust on the ground is enough for them to use.

    Dust is enough. The earth is never stingy. It turns its body into barely visible dust and weapons in the hands of mages.

    "Poof, poof."

    The dust is in contact with the body of the bronze cow, which is melted, digested and broken down again and again. But they are endless, like a wave like an ocean, wave after wave, wave after wave.

    "Earth."

    This mantra is not difficult. Cheese learned it after reading it several times. He also performed the same magic with the practice of plastic energy mages.

    He could feel that the magic in the air had caused a certain change because of the casting of these mages, which had never happened before, because he had never seen such a large number of casters use the same spell at a high frequency at the same time.

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