To be honest, Huang Feng's decision to leave Team 044 was not a temporary impulse.
If he continues to stay in Team 044, he is very likely to reveal his strength very quickly, and many things will be difficult to explain by then.
It was precisely with this in mind that Huang Feng realized that it was not easy to get the so-called extra points from the patrol department's operation.
Team 044 is just an ordinary team in the patrol department, and the weird things they face may reach gold level.
It would be dangerous to stay here any longer.
If he hadn't suddenly encountered the Lotus Demon, he would never have gone straight up.
Yes, everything is forced!
Confirming this, Huang Feng learned about the actions of other teams and the strange things he had to face were at least the level of the Lotus Demon.
He decided to give up the extra points and use the remaining time to increase his spiritual pressure.
In fact, with zero's help, it would not be difficult for him to get admitted to a college in the state even without extra points and commissions.
After having breakfast at a street stall, Huang Feng did not go home, but walked out of the city.
I decided to increase my spiritual pressure, so I went out of the city to kill strange people. I could gain some kill points while exercising my actual combat ability. Why not double the speed?
Huang Feng didn't know that someone was quietly following him just after he left the city gate...
The road is quite spacious, and there are many people heading out of the city. The patrol department in the city made a big move last night, and many ghosts and ghosts were frightened out, preparing to go outside the city to avoid the limelight.
Of course, not all are evil people. In this world, only by looking "evil" can we have a better life.
The walking people kept a certain distance as a rule, and Huang Feng didn't look too much. After all, many things evolved from "what are you looking at" to sudden events.
Huang Feng, he doesn't want to cause trouble.
After walking for a while, they were already far away from the Eternal City. Huang Feng, like those who left halfway, got off the road and walked towards his destination——
Bronze level training ground area.
Huang Feng's destination is an abandoned city.
When he came to the edge of the abandoned city 1311, Huang Feng was shocked by the desolate scene.
Compared to the previous black iron-level area, there is a layer of strangeness visible to the naked eye above this abandoned city.
The city is not small, and there are many charioteers who come here for the trial.
Because it was morning, many of the charioteers had just arrived, but most of them were traveling in groups and saw Huang Feng alone.
"A person? It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers and treats his own life as a child's play."
"Perhaps he is extremely talented and has extremely strong strength."
"Haha, strength? Do you think it looks like it? Anyway, I don't believe it."
"The little guy who is looking for death can just play in the black iron level area, but coming here is simply looking for death."
The people who were talking a lot seemed to have forgotten that they had such enthusiasm when they were young.
Huang Feng didn't pay attention to their comments and words. After writing down the map of the city, he walked towards a place with fewer people.
The charioteers who come here do not simply improve their strength. There are many strange things in the city. After killing, they can obtain more materials and exchange them for the spiritual stones needed for cultivation in the acquisition department. This is generally recognized as the best way to practice.
After walking a few streets, there were only a few charioteers around, and even if they encountered one, they would all keep their distance in a tacit understanding.
Huang Feng made many twists and turns until he came to the entrance of a trail and stopped.
On both sides of the path, there are high-rise buildings, and there are also rows of big trees hugged by three people, making the already not spacious path even narrower.
Not only is it narrow, but the dense leaves block the sunlight, making the entire trail look very dark.
At a glance, the deeper you go, the darker it becomes. Even Huang Feng cannot see the end. Thirty meters later, there is darkness.
“It’s nice here.”
Huang Feng felt the strange aura faintly coming from the darkness, and nodded secretly, convinced that there must be something strange inside.
Holding [Ink] in his hand, Huang Feng stepped into the path.
As soon as he entered, the scenery in front of Huang Feng suddenly changed.
Scanning around, he found that there were many people coming and going, and the path became noisy.
"interesting."
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Huang Feng murmured softly.
Being able to create such a realistic illusion shows how weird it is to wander around the trail, and the strength must be quite high.
Was it a Bronze-level weirdness from the beginning?
Huang Feng turned a blind eye to the people walking by and continued walking inside with his head down.
Soon, Huang Feng found the strange identity.
At the door of a hotel, there was an old beggar, who looked like he was in his seventies, kneeling at the door and begging.
In front of the old beggar, there was a broken bowl, with a stack of red banknotes in the bowl.
It's not real money, it's all ghost money.
When Huang Feng looked at the old beggar, the latter clearly did not raise his head, but Huang Feng could feel that the old beggar was also looking at him.
The old beggar is a ghost!
Huang Feng could tell the difference between the old beggar and the ghost at a glance. In this strange illusion, he swaggeringly placed the ghost coins in the begging bowl, and the flaws were not too big.
"Old man, why are you begging here? Where are your family members?"
Huang Feng walked over with a very perverted smile on his face.
"My family is dead."
The old beggar ghost raised his head, with the same perverted smile on his wrinkled face.
"Young man, can you help me find them?"
His eyes were pitch black, like an abyss. When the old beggar ghost spoke, the black nails on his hands moved back and forth, making a tooth-wrenching sound.
"It's impossible to find it."
Huang Feng smiled faintly and rubbed the handle of [Mo]'s knife: "But, old man, I can send you to reunite with your family."
Draw the sword whenever you disagree.
White spiritual energy appeared on the blade of [Mo], drawing a thin line in the air and heading straight towards the old beggar ghost's face.
Old beggar ghost:......
This is very sudden, young people do not respect martial ethics!
When the old beggar ghost saw the slashing knife, he immediately understood that the young man in front of him was obviously not an ordinary person.
And... not a good person!
"Young man, don't be too angry."
While the old beggar ghost was talking, the coins in the bowl in front of him flew out, forming a wall, blocking the path of [Ink].
Snapped!
The next second, [Mo] slashed against the wall of Mingbi, making a dull sound.
A powerful counterattack force also reflected on Huang Feng. He took a step back and Huang Feng was a little surprised: "A life-buyer?"
The familiar moves reminded him of the weirdness of his first kill. The old beggar ghost in front of him looked almost the same as a life-buying ghost.
The only difference is that the strange aura emanating from the old beggar ghost in front of him after taking action is much stronger than that of the life-buying ghosts in the city.
"Grandson, come here, take the money and spend it as you wish."
The old beggar ghost didn't answer. With his black nails, he grabbed a handful and covered Huang Feng with it the moment the wall of coins was removed.
A fierce and strange energy suddenly exploded!
"Um?"
Huang Feng's brows wrinkled slightly.
The ghost pressure created by the old beggar ghost's strange aura actually reached the bronze level, and it seemed that it was not far from breaking through to the silver level.
Using [ink] is still too forced.
The thought was fleeting, and with a flash in his hand, Hyōrinmaru and [Ink] switched very naturally.
With Hyōrinmaru in hand, Huang Feng was full of confidence: "The stronger you are, the better. In this way, the kill value I will get will be richer."
The Hyōrin Pill in his hand struck the old beggar ghost headlong.
"Birds of icicles!"
Ice bullets flew from the Hyōrin Pill like a flock of birds, clattering towards the old beggar ghost.
"What?"
The old beggar was confused.
How can this person still change his knife?
How could he be so domineering as soon as he took action?
Mingbi appeared again and stood in front of the old beggar ghost.
But this time, Mingbi couldn't stop it either.
The ice birds continued to fly, their vibrating wings were like sharp knives, chopping the wall of hell coins into pieces, and then rushed straight towards the old beggar ghost.
puff!
Half of the old beggar ghost's arm was hit by the ice bird and flew out.
"I want your life, I want your life!"
The old beggar ghost was in pain and went completely crazy. His body suddenly turned into a black shadow and enveloped Huang Feng.
The old beggar ghost is not an ordinary life-buying ghost. It is full of evil energy and can actually transform into a black shadow and directly devour blood food without using ghost coins.
It is so terrifying and strange that if an ordinary bronze-level 1st-level charioteer encounters it, he may not be able to match it, and his life may even be in danger.
Unfortunately, this time it met Huang Feng.
"Still want to swallow me?"
With a mocking smile, Huang Feng raised the Zanpakutō high in his hand.