Chapter 304 Chapter 301 Whetstone?

Feeling the familiar spatial fluctuations in the air, Li Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the sand dune, was a little confused: What does it mean? I took Stark to hide in the desert. Can the magician of Kamar-Taj find me?

After waiting for a long time, no one came out of the portal. Li Feng stood up blankly and patted the yellow sand on his buttocks. He turned his head and said to Stark who was practicing in the "Merlin Magic Ring": "Dude, hurry up and finish work. I suddenly found that the feng shui of this sand dune is not very good. If you stay for a long time, there may be a bloody disaster."

Stark opened his eyes impatiently: "Aren't you here? Can't you help me avoid the disaster?"

Of course, Stark still got up and packed his luggage at a very fast speed. After all, he didn't stay in his comfortable home and let Li Feng drag him to the desert to suffer, so that he could concentrate on learning magic.

Now that Li Feng has judged that this deserted desert is dangerous, why is he still staying here?

Even if you want to watch the excitement, you must have matching popcorn and fat boy water, otherwise the excitement will not look good.

Li Feng smacked his lips. He didn't think anything was wrong: I help you ward off disaster? What am I? A bodyguard or a human amulet?

Just as Stark was packing his luggage and preparing to move, Casillas, who had just destroyed the London Temple, broke into the New York Temple with his brothers, ready to destroy the three major temples of Kamar-Taj in one go.

Although Daniel, the wizard of the New York Temple, is quite powerful and experienced, he has long walked out of the novice village of Kamar-Taj since Casillas contacted Dormammu and his strength soared. So don't look at Daniel's appearance of being a scumbag, but Casillas still killed Daniel in a few moves.

And Strange, who witnessed the whole process of Daniel's killing, felt very disappointed.

What a bad thing, I'm just a doctor

Seeing Casillas's posture of killing and silencing, Strange smiled slowly and turned around and ran away.

He had to run. He didn't think he could defeat Kaecilius, who had dark circles under his eyes. After all, he was just a rookie who had learned magic for a few days.

During the escape, Strange thought of the window leading to the outside of the temple. In his mind, since the magic world has been kept secret for many years, as long as he could run to the outside world, he didn't believe that Kaecilius would risk being discovered by the public to kill him.

Unfortunately, Kaecilius now has a backer, and it's a big guy like Dormammu. He is fearless, so he naturally didn't give the little face of the Ancient One.

Not to mention the rule that the Ancient One can only cast spells in the mirror space to avoid destroying the real world, Kaecilius can do whatever he wants and cast spells as he wants.

Now, Strange is in trouble. He can jump out of the window to escape, but Kaecilius behind him casts a space spell and makes him run in place.

Strange stopped and looked at Kaecilius pitifully: Buddy, can we discuss it? With your magic, it would be a waste of talent if you don't open a few gyms. You don't even need to buy treadmills. How much money can you save?

When we make money, we will arrange a mage in each branch, which can not only support a lot of mages, but also provide them with a place to exercise. What a good idea

Before Strange finished complaining, Casillas cast a spell to flip the space in the corridor, allowing Strange to see what it means to be dizzy and what it means to turn the corridor into a wall.

Strange saw that this would not work. The opponent's strength and number were much greater than his. If he continued to fight like this, he would be reimbursed.

After thinking about it, Strange decided to deal with a mage first, such as kicking the opponent from the teleportation window into the desert, and then closing the portal, so that this mage, who looked like a cultist, could drift to the desert to bask in the sun and wake up.

How old is he, but he still believes in the evil god who talks about truth, goodness and beauty all day long, but is actually ugly. Where are the years of education? Where is his brain?

But just when Strange kicked a bald lady out of the teleportation window and hung himself on the teleportation window, he found something wrong.

First, Casillas suddenly looked through himself to the desert, as if there was something in the desert that interested him more.

Then, the voice of his old friend Stark sounded in the desert.

"Aha, the desert actually rained down beauties, is Merlin pitying me?"

What's going on, is Stark really kidnapped? Strange stared with confused eyes and looked in the direction of Stark's voice.

I saw tents, pots and pans on the sand dunes not far from the desert, and the sharp-eyed Strange also saw a portable toilet.

Next to these human garbage, there was a huge dragon with a face full of flesh crawling on the sand.

Behind the dragon, there were two humans in cloaks, who looked like they were about to leave on the dragon.

Strange could tell at a glance that one of the cloaked men was Stark, but Stark didn't look like a hostage now. He looked like a rich man camping in the desert.

After thinking for a while, Strange let go of the window sill, jumped onto the sand dune and shouted: "Stark, it's me, Strange, I'm being hunted, take me away with you"

Before Strange finished shouting, Casillas also jumped into the desert from the teleportation window, looked at Li Feng with a proud posture, and said with his hands behind his back: "Austin? You are really good at hiding."

Li Feng scratched his head blankly, wondering: "From your tone, it seems that you have specifically looked for me."

"Yes, I went to the lake to look for you, but unfortunately you were not at home. There was only a mummy looking after the house." Casillas ignored Strange who climbed on Scar's back, slowly walked towards Li Feng, and waited for the two of them. When the distance was less than ten meters, he extended his hand to shake hands and said, "I know you are a dark mage. How about you? Do you want to join my team and complete the feat of saving the earth?"

Li Feng looked sideways at Casillas and curled his lips and said: "Idiot, your team is someone's hand-picked grindstone." Li Feng pointed at himself and said smugly: "How can someone as handsome as me be with me?" You look like a whetstone, don't you think I'll kill you?"

After saying that, Li Feng patted Scar on the back and signaled him to take off quickly. He was afraid that he would kill Scar if he couldn't hold back for a moment. After all, Gu Yi came here to warn him not to destroy Strange's whetstone and kill him. It was difficult for Li Feng to explain to Gu Yi.

Scar scornfully glanced at Casillas, who was sullen and silent. Just as she waved her wings and took off, Casillas suddenly looked up at Li Feng and said, "I know you, you are not innocent. There must be something special about the doctor next to you who lends a helping hand to the mage, and the person you mentioned is most likely the Ancient One, so I am the doctor’s whetstone?”

Li Feng shrugged and said nothing. He only gave Casillas a look that said, "I didn't expect you had any brains."

On the side, Strange was a little confused. He was just looking for a mage to heal his hands. Why did Gu Yi even prepare a whetstone for him?

Stark knew something, and looked at his friend curiously: "Man, what spells have you learned? Can you release the 'Ion Ball'? Can you use the 'Fire Calling Technique'? And the 'Transformation Technique'."

Strange was stunned for a moment: "I have never heard of any of these spells. I only know about portals and using magic to draw people."

"Portal?" Stark touched his chin, shook the hanging ring given by Li Feng in his hand as if to show off, and said: "I can also open the portal, but the distance is a bit short, but I use other spells well. "

Li Feng didn't want to see Stark show off. After all, he felt so upset every time he saw Stark learn a spell in a short time.

What the hell

When Li Feng learned magic, he had all kinds of auxiliary props such as magic gems, but Stark had nothing.

Even so, Stark's learning speed surpassed that of Li Feng. It's surprising that Li Feng was in a good mood.

"It's just that his mana is a bit low. He will stop after casting a few spells." Li Feng deliberately exposed Stark's weakness and said with a smile: "This guy's combat power is exactly a 3-second male type. One more second won't be enough."

3 seconds man? Stark became a little angry, pointed at Li Feng's nose and cursed: "That's because your teaching is terrible. I am Iron Man. When the time comes, I will put on the magic suit and I will beat you."

Li Feng rolled his eyes, and just when he was about to say something, the space fluctuated, and Scar at his feet shouted blankly: "Austin, I suddenly feel something is wrong. I seem like I can't fly."

Li Feng turned to look at Casillas, signaled Scar to land, and explained with clenched fists: "Someone has cast a space spell on us, and you can't fly away no matter how hard you fly."

As he spoke, Li Feng instantly put on his armor and signaled Stark and Strange to stay on Scar's back. He grinned and jumped onto the sand, shouting: "Little calf, are you forcing me to do this?" Teach you a lesson."

Casillas curled his lips disdainfully: "Teach me a lesson? Do you have that strength? You are just a wandering mage."

Before he finished speaking, Casillas, who sensed the danger behind him, shrank his pupils and jumped forward. After he stood firm, he turned to look at Li Feng who suddenly appeared behind him. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Use illusion to attract me." Look, and the main body goes around behind me to attack? Unfortunately, apart from using the illusion technique well, your tactics are too bad. "

Did I use tactics? Li Feng scratched his head, rubbed his fists, and said: "Since you said you know me, you must know that I am better at spells. A weak scum like you is not worthy of my use of spells. If I hadn't promised someone to spare your life, As a whetstone, I will kill you directly with magic."

As he spoke, Li Feng's whole body was ignited with spiritual fire, and he rushed towards Casillas with a grin on his face.

Casillas, who was reminded several times by Li Feng that he was just a whetstone, was very unhappy. He reached out and pulled out the air blade and rushed towards Li Feng with a cold face. He wanted Li Feng to taste the feeling of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

It's a pity that Casillas has a great idea, but his strength doesn't allow it.

Relying on the protection of his armor, Li Feng ignored Casillas' weapons, grabbed the opponent's neck and punched him in the face. While beating him, he cursed: "Little brat, what kind of big shot do you think Dormammu is? It's just you. Idiots believe that the other party has the energy to invade the earth."

Tens of minutes later, looking at Casillas' miserable appearance with a bruised nose and swollen face, Li Feng violently broke through the opponent's space spell that blocked Scar, and said: "Little brat, please listen clearly to me. If you come to mess with me, I'll be in trouble." I will stuff your soul into a football and let you be kicked every day.”