Facing Wu Xin's eyes, Huang Feng could see that they were full of determination.
"yes."
Huang Feng nodded. Now he was even more curious. What mistake had Wu Xin made to be put into a weird camp by the organizer?
"Should you also be willing to keep up with me?"
Wu Xin looked at Huang Feng intently and said, "In that case, I will give this painting to you."
Looking at the scroll handed to him, Huang Feng did not take it immediately.
"What?" Wu Xin saw that he didn't answer, Ru Yue Ya's eyebrows suddenly frowned: "You don't want to?"
"hehe."
Huang Feng smiled softly, looked at Wu Xin in front of him and said, "You really hope that I will do it next. In fact, from the beginning, you have been waiting for me to bring it over."
As he spoke, the golden halo was spinning rapidly at Huang Feng's feet, and an extremely powerful spiritual pressure instantly filled the entire space.
"what you up to?"
"What do I want to do?"
There was a sneer on Huang Feng's lips, "I don't know what method you used to hide your aura, but I can tell at a glance that you are not human."
Buzz!
[Mo]'s blade emits a heart-stopping trembling sound as the spiritual energy pours into it.
"hehe."
Wu Xin's face finally no longer looked indifferent. She looked at Huang Feng unexpectedly: "When did you find out?"
"From the time I entered Wuxin Nunnery." Huang Feng replied calmly.
"Is it so early?"
The unexpected look in Wu Xin's eyes became more intense, and she was puzzled: "Why?"
"That head." Huang Feng affirmed.
"It's that simple?"
"right."
"It really is……"
He couldn't help laughing, and unintentionally took back the scroll he handed out, a little speechless: "It's a surprising reason."
"Don't you think it's too arbitrary?"
Huang Feng shook his head gently and said: "When dealing with weird things, do you know what is the most taboo?"
"It's hesitation."
Without waiting for Wu Xin to answer, Huang Feng gave the answer: "Strike first to gain advantage, strike later to suffer disaster. This is the truth summarized by countless tragic examples."
"Okay, now what are your last words?"
"Oh, no need. A being like you doesn't need last words."
Wu Xin:……
There was a feeling of mmp in her heart, and Wu Xin was completely speechless. Huang Feng was talking to himself for a while, so she couldn't get a word in. Moreover, after Huang Feng finished speaking, the sword blade in his hand was slashed straight out.
The sword struck out, bringing up an extremely strong wind.
It was very close, two or three steps away, but only a few minutes longer than the length of the blade.
歘!
The blade instantly passed through Wu Xin's neck...
wrong!
The feeling of the knife hitting the empty space shocked Huang Feng's heart. He couldn't think too much and instinctively made him leave the place quickly.
The next moment, a black shadow instantly appeared where he was standing. When Huang Feng looked over, he happened to see the palm of the black shadow enlarged, being pulled out of his afterimage.
Wu Xin disappeared.
His gaze suddenly swept across the entire space, and Huang Feng didn't notice Wu Xin's figure. Suddenly he looked at the scroll, which was lying flat on the ground.
The woman in the painting is not a sketch, nor is it realistic.
It is the style of traditional Chinese painting, where the woman's every frown and smile are vividly depicted in the splash-ink outline.
She is laughing!
Huang Feng was shocked, he had already guessed where Wu Xin had gone after disappearing.
She is in the painting!
I don’t know if Wu Xin was swallowed by the painting scroll, or if she was originally from the painting, and Wu Xin is now integrated into the painting, making the characters in the painting become real.
At the same time, an extremely cold breath appeared in the room, and the air became condensed, making Huang Feng feel like he was holding his breath.
"There's something wrong."
Groaning, Huang Feng subconsciously grasped the handle of the knife tightly, exerting force with his five fingers. His palm was moist and stained with sweat.
Huang Feng ignored the unintentional nature of the painting for the time being.
The pressure in the room came from the dark figure, the black girl.
Different from what Wu Xin had summoned at the beginning, the black girl at this time was up to two meters tall. Her body was not built with a fixed entity, but with black particles that seemed to be constantly rotating.
The black particles rotate very fast so that people can see their shape. Otherwise, they are floating in the air and nothing can be seen.
"Black ghost?"
Seeing Hei Niu's appearance, Huang Feng's eyes flashed with confusion. Now Hei Niu's appearance looked essentially different from that of a ghost.
"Jiejie..."
The black girl looked down at Huang Feng from a high position and made a strange laugh that made people feel sad.
"snort!"
Huang Feng's fingers holding the handle of the knife relaxed slightly, and then the mode of [Ink] switched to Hyōrinmaru.
"Swastika, show up, Daiguren Hyōrinmaru!"
The blade in his hand changed at the speed of light. Frost armor appeared and condensed on Huang Feng's body. Behind him, a pair of huge frost wings spread out.
Bang!
The moment the stone walls of the room were touched by the wings of frost, they suddenly shattered and collapsed.
A layer of frost visible to the naked eye, with Huang Feng as the center, roared out in all directions. In a moment, the grass, trees, and gravel all condensed into ice.
"Swastika: Thousand-Year Ice Prison!"
Huge icicles rose up from the ground around the black girl, forming a huge square block of ice.
"Swastika Interpretation: Burial of Ice Sky and Hundred Flowers!"
Huang Feng touched the ground with the tip of his knife, and flower buds began to grow on the frozen black girl's body.
Bang bang bang...
The buds bloomed in the blink of an eye, and streams of extremely cold ice sprayed out from the blooming flowers, wrapping around the black girl's body.
Even if Hei Niu is a ghost, she cannot break free from the constraints of the [Millennium Ice Prison], and as the ice breath continues to strengthen, Hei Niu cannot even move.
The black particles were also frozen, and their rotation speed became very slow, coupled with the increasing number of ice flowers in them.
As long as hundreds of ice flowers bloom, Black Girl will be killed by Huang Feng.
But is it that simple?
The answer is naturally no.
Just when the ice flowers bloomed one after another, almost taking over the black girl's entire body.
Bang!
The ice block that trapped the black girl suddenly exploded from the inside.
Whoosh!
A black shadow flashed and appeared in front of Huang Feng in an instant. Its huge palm formed a huge claw and grabbed Huang Feng's head directly.
"Ah!"
Huang Feng had been on guard. When he saw the claws coming towards him, he took a deep breath, and then his spiritual pressure suddenly changed.
boom!
Full firepower, and with the bonus of Daigurian Hyōrinmaru.
"Flying Continuous Cuts: Decapitate!"
Hei Niu was very fast, and Huang Feng was even faster.
Using the mode of Daiguren Hyōrinmaru, the blade was slashed out, pulling out a blue afterimage in the air.
Coming from behind, the blade swiped across the black girl's neck.
Snap!
The black girl's head fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and turned into particles and dissipated in the air right in front of Huang Feng's eyes.
At the same time, Huang Feng was shocked to see that where the black girl's neck was broken, a new head grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
recovery!
Damn it!
There was a frightening light in Huang Feng's eyes. He did not expect that even if he cut off the black girl's head with his attack, the other party would soon grow it back.
"Not even a magic gun."
After taking a dozen steps back and standing in the grass, Huang Feng quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.
"Even the freezing effect of Hyōrinmaru is almost immune."
"It's useless to cut off the head. Could it be that the weakness is elsewhere in the body?"
The Eye of Truth opened, and Huang Feng looked at Hei Niu up and down. Her body was made of black particles, and Huang Feng couldn't tell where there was a weakness.
There is not much time left for Huang Feng.
The black girl's head has been fully grown, and her pair of black eyes are staring at Huang Feng.
"Don't panic, don't panic!"
Whispering in his mouth, Huang Feng still remained calm.
Seeing the black girl about to take action, Huang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.
That's it!
"Shoot him, sharpshooter!"
The blade in his hand suddenly extended out at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, and when the black girl was about to take action, it penetrated her chest.
Click!
The blade that penetrated the black girl's body made the sound of stabbing something real for the first time. On the blade that penetrated the body, drops of black liquid were dripping.
"bingo!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Huang Feng's eyes, but in an instant it changed again, revealing an unbelievable look.
The black girl's body pressed against the blade and she rushed forward.
His heart was shaken, and Huang Feng's mind was still intact.
Looking at the black girl rushing toward him, Huang Feng's lips moved slightly: "God's Killing Spear: Butao Blade!"
The tip of the blade in his hand immediately turned and extended, exceeding the speed of light, and sank into the black girl's body again and again.