Chapter 141 Dancing on the Blade

  Inside the black ball of light, a blue bird of wind flew left and right under the interception of countless spells.

   Every time, it is difficult to escape under the slightest difference.

  But what the wind bird needs to face is not only the spells from these bombardments.

   Behind it, there are a large number of strange monsters, floating in the air trying to catch this wind bird.

  In this situation where there is no way to go to the sky and no way to go to the ground, Fengniao was hit by a wind mass that hit him in order to avoid a group of flames that suddenly appeared in front of him.

   Once again in the process of falling, he once again disappeared, achieving the achievement of a hundred deaths.

   "Is this really stuck at 90%?"

  Zhang Feng frowned a little, the 90% progress seemed to be his difficulty at the moment.

  No matter how hard he works, the maximum is 88%, 89%. Only with good luck can he reach 90%.

  Then the last 10% can no longer be sustained.

  In the last few tens of seconds, almost a thousand monsters were chasing and blocking him.

   There are also a large number of spells coming from below, causing serious interference to him.

   In either direction, be it monsters or spells.

  As long as he is hit once, his flight will be completely interrupted, and he will be out of the control of such a small amount of time, so that he will be directly killed by the ensuing attacks.

   "Unfortunately, I am not very proficient in barrage games, and I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve the possibility of delaying time in a short time."

  Zhang Feng exhaled lightly. Since his actual level is like this, he can only think of other ways.

  If you want to increase your staying time, the easiest way is naturally to find something else to attract the attention of those monsters.

   What catches their attention?

  Another player?

   Zhang Feng looked around, but did not see any other summoner players.

   These players are basically on their own, whether they are fighters or spellcasters, there is almost no way to reach the black light ball at any point.

   Not to mention offering him the possibility of attracting attention.

   "So, what else is there?"

  Zhang Feng doesn't think the NPCs here can provide him with any help.

  They are all beaten by dark creatures and can only defend, and they can't even get out of the city gate.

  They have no chance of helping with that either.

So…

   "Do I still have to use the Devil's Skull?"

  Zhang Feng was a little hesitant. This is a life-consuming artifact. Although it can increase his luck after using it, is the reward worth the price?

  So what he hesitated was whether he would lose money this time.

   After completing side missions, all you get is some experience points and military achievements. Even though there is a possibility of hiding missions, is it worth wasting your life here?

  Zhang Feng used the artifact to check his remaining lifespan.

   Oh, there are still 230 years, that's quite a lot.

  So this time, spending two or three years should be enough, right?

  Zhang Feng pondered for a moment, and definitely did it.

   Lifespan seems priceless, but in fact, it is not of much use to players of dark games.

   Many people couldn't hold on for two or three years and died here directly.

   No matter how many life spans there are, they can only return to nothingness.

  Even if you can live, the effect of lifespan is almost not much.

   On various maps, if you are not careful, you will die, and no amount of lifespan will help.

   Besides, there are still many ways to restore one's own lifespan, it's nothing more than a question of how much it needs to pay.

   What's more, the easiest thing is to change jobs. As long as you change jobs once, your lifespan can be greatly improved, and you can get a lifespan increase of at least a hundred years.

  Zhang Feng heard from other people that a demigod can live for ten thousand years, and he doesn't know what kind of luck such a long lifespan can bring him.

   It is said that when one reaches the level of a true god, the burden of life almost no longer exists.

  True God has an eternal lifespan and can live forever.

  At that time, I don't know whether the skull of the demon **** will still be effective.

  Infinite lifespan, can't you use this artifact all the time?

   Gently shaking his head, Zhang Feng threw away all these things, and then directly sacrificed two years of life to improve himself. In the next half an hour, luck got a big improvement.

   "Well, come on!"

   Zhang Feng opened his eyes and landed on Fengniao.

   With the breeze blowing, the wind bird was sent into the interior of the black light ball.

  When the progress bar started to increase, the demon lord also shouted and cursed, and the monsters rushed towards him again.

  Zhang Feng exhaled lightly, and his spirit was raised to the highest point at this moment.

  He began to fly around the periphery of the black ball of light, dragging away the range of chasing his own monster.

  When the progress bar increases step by step, the number of monsters gradually increases, and the number of spells fired towards him also gradually increases.

  The roar of the demon lord also became manic.

   A moment later, the demon lord strode forward, waving the long knife in his hand, trying to cut off Zhang Feng's wind bird out of thin air.

   It's a pity that there are not many monsters chasing now, Zhang Feng has enough space to move around and avoid the attack of the knife light.

   Dodging again and again, taking off again and again, the number of the progress bar is also increasing rapidly.

   Not long after, the progress bar in front of Zhang Feng reached 80%.

  At this moment, once again faced with countless monsters chasing and intercepting, it seems that a net has been laid and waiting for oneself to fall into it.

   But this time, Zhang Feng felt blessed. For some reason, he suddenly fell from the sky, more than one meter above the ground, and shuttled in front of countless monsters.

  The monsters were all roared by the demon lord, and each roared and shot at him.

  But there are too many monsters on the ground, and most of them are melee fighters. They can't pass through the companions around Fengniao and pose a fatal threat to Zhang Feng.

  Although there are all kinds of monsters in all directions, they are scrambling to attack themselves.

   Zhang Feng suddenly discovered that under such circumstances, the number of people who could attack him was much less.

  The caster in the distance has no effect on him under the "protection" of these meat shields.

   The monsters in the air are even more helpless, and the people below are all their own people, and they can't even do it.

  Zhang Feng was moving rapidly in the gaps between these monsters, and his own progress bar finally exceeded 90%.

  At this moment, he is very calm. Although he has broken through the previous limit unprecedentedly, he still has no relaxation.

   Time passed by every minute and every second, and the progress was constantly increasing.

  95%, 97%

  99%!

  Zhang Feng remained motionless, strolling in the courtyard among the thousands of troops, dancing on the edge of the blade.

  Finally, the progress bar climbed to 100%.

   In the next second, Zhang Feng's wind bird was crushed by a huge foot and turned into a breeze.

   This turned out to be the demon lord who teleported over and stomped "him" to death!

  (end of this chapter)