Huang Feng jumped out, startling both men and women.
"First a mental illness, and then a middle-aged boy?"
Seeing Huang Feng's appearance clearly, the man was stunned for a moment and was quite speechless: "What kind of wind is blowing tonight, and all kinds of monsters and monsters came out."
You know, tonight is a big day for the church.
Tonight is the last step of a plan that has been planned for more than thirty years. This is why he and his members dare to be so arrogant.
Being discovered in the hospital is no big deal. In their eyes, these people are all sacrifices.
"Let her go."
Holding [Ink] in hand, Huang Feng ordered the man: "Then just surrender and wait for the just punishment."
Since the man thinks he is a middle-aged boy, Huang Feng will use his tricks to act like a middle-aged boy.
While speaking, he also glanced at the other side of the pavilion. He seemed to be very confident in the men. They did not pay attention to this side and continued to have a meeting.
"Hahaha……"
The man laughed a few times and was amused by Huang Feng: "Boy, you are really very ill. It's not good to be obsessed with anything at a young age, but you like middle school."
"Mortal, why are you laughing?"
The woman in hospital gown put her hands on the man's hands: "Are you despising Aya, who is the Mysterious Girl of the Nine Heavens? You really deserve to die!"
"Ah……"
The man was about to speak, but felt a severe pain and could not continue.
He looked at the two white hands on his arms in shock.
Why is this girl so strong in her hands!
"Sisi! Let go!"
Using great strength, the man tried to break away from Aya's hand, but it was useless. Aya's palm tightly grasped the man's arm. Even though the man's muscles bulged and veins popped out, he could not break away at all.
Every finger seemed to be sinking into the flesh of the man's arm. In just a few seconds, the man's palm turned blue due to the loss of blood supply.
"This bitch is no ordinary person!"
The man was horrified and began to use his innate ability, and streams of flames emerged from his arms.
If you don't let go, I'll burn you to death.
The flames burned fiercely and quickly spread, directly wrapping the man and Aya.
The man's eyes were full of fierce cruelty. He wanted to use his natural ability to burn the mentally ill woman in front of him to nothing.
But after a few seconds, the man was shocked.
"How can it be?"
Looking at Aya who was unscathed, the man asked with a black face: Why is she not afraid of fire? Even a person with strength talent, which is beyond the scope of a mortal, should not be able to resist my flames.
The man was now grinning in pain. The pain on his arm was simply unspeakable. He felt that his arm was about to be pinched off by Aya.
With his right hand holding Aya's neck, the man was forced to open his palm one by one. Even if the man didn't want to open it, he had to open it on his own under Aya's increasing strength.
"It's just a flame."
Aya did not let go of the man's arm, but she also did not continue to increase her strength.
Standing on the ground and raising her head, the messy hair on her forehead naturally spread to both sides.
Reveal Aya's face.
She doesn't have an outstanding face, which can only be described as delicate, but her eyebrows are very beautiful. They are different from those of ordinary women, but are filled with an aura of transcendence.
If I have to use one word to describe it.
That is "fairy".
That's right, if you look at Aya alone, she is just an ordinary woman among the crowd.
But there is an air of immortality about her that makes people feel ashamed after looking at her for a long time.
"I, Aya, the mysterious goddess of the Nine Heavens, grant you death!"
As he spoke, an oppressive aura emerged from Aya's body.
She finally released her grip on the man, but he couldn't move at all. Powerful forces pressed on the man's body from all directions.
Snapped!
Aya's palm gently patted the man's shoulder. With this pat, the flame that was still burning seemed to have pressed a pause button and stopped burning.
And in the next moment, without a trace of fluctuation, all the flames suddenly disappeared, as if there was an invisible mysterious force that directly suppressed the man's innate flame.
The reason why I use the word "suppressed" is because the man's face turned red and the veins in his neck bulged.
Although Aya's aura makes the man unable to move, the power in his body can still be controlled.
The man was not willing to be suppressed by Aya like this. He was controlling the power in his body and wanted to break free.
You don’t know if you don’t try it. Once you try it, a man will be extremely shocked, shocked, shocked!
Where is my power?
The emptiness in his body made the man, who was holding back his face red, confused.
He couldn't sense any of the power he was familiar with.
"What did you do to me?" the man asked tremblingly.
He knew that the inability to sense power must be the result of the woman in front of him.
Aya didn't answer, there was no expression on her face, she just looked at the man calmly.
Watching him go crazy, watching him go crazy, watching his pupils slowly dilate, exuding an aura of despair.
suck!
Only then did Aya speak up.
She took a deep breath through her nose. The despair floating in the air was her food.
But a man's despair is limited. It didn't take long for the man to change from a desperate look to a soulless look.
The eyes are dull, the expression is dull...
"well!"
Sighing, Aya stretched out her finger and tapped the man's forehead lightly.
The next second, the man's body fell to the ground like sand and spread into a puddle. It was blown up by the night wind and quickly disappeared into the air. Only the red robe in front of Aya's feet could prove that the man once existed.
His body has completely disappeared from the world.
"Aya hasn't eaten enough yet."
A slender white jade-like index finger brushed the tip of her nose with unfinished meaning. Aya looked at the stunned Huang Feng: "Did you just want to save me?"
Save? You don’t need me to save you at all.
Looking at Aya, Huang Feng did not put down the knife because he felt something was wrong. There was a fairy-like temperament coming from Aya, but Huang Feng faintly noticed that there was a strange aura in it.
It was very faint and passed away so quickly that he almost thought it was his own illusion.
But Huang Feng knew in his heart that the feeling at that moment could not be an illusion.
He looked at Aya carefully.
On her delicate face, there were a few strands of messy hair, gently swaying in the night wind.
"There is definitely something wrong with the smell."
Making a judgment secretly, Huang Feng calmly placed his hand on the handle of the knife.
He didn't miss it. When he looked carefully, another faint strange aura flashed across Aya's body.
Aya is weird!
On Huang Feng's body, the aura slowly condensed, and the spiritual pressure slowly unfolded, spreading out in all directions.
"You want to kill me too?"
Aya suddenly spoke, with a hint of amusement in her eyes: "Do you want to be like him?"
"no no."
Huang Feng shook his head and said: "I don't have that idea. Just do whatever you want. I don't want to turn into ashes like this man."
The ability Aya showed just now is not only powerful, but also very weird.
He didn't see at all what type of weirdness Aya belonged to.
What particularly concerned Huang Feng was that even zero didn't give any hints.
There are only two possibilities for this situation.
Either Aya is human? Or Aya is a weird thing that even zero can't detect.
New type?
still……
A series of question marks arose in Huang Feng's heart.
The unknown is the most dangerous!
Therefore, Huang Feng has no intention of confronting Aya, at least not for now...even if he can destroy Hyōrinmaru.
"Be bold!"
While Aya and Huang Feng were talking, the people in the pavilion finally realized something was wrong.
A group of people stepped aside and surrounded Huang Feng and Aya.
Among them, Zhu Lin, who was wearing a red robe, looked at the robe on the ground and asked, "What did you do to him?"
Her talent is very special. After sniffing the air, her eyes were full of anger.
"You killed Zhang Yu? Damn it, you dared to kill people from the church!"
"Zhu Lin, are you sure Zhang Yu was killed?" Zhu Haitao couldn't believe that Zhang Yu, who was about to reach the gold level, would be killed silently.
"Yes." Zhu Lin nodded: "Even the ashes have been scattered, but it doesn't mean that you can't die again."
"It's you?"
Zhu Haitao looked at Huang Feng who was holding a weapon, his eyes filled with anger: "Boy, you have to pay the price for what you did."
Before Huang Feng could say anything, Zhu Haitao had already taken action.
A terrifying aura suddenly rose from his body.
His fist was extended, with a black light shining on it.