Without explaining to the human-headed ghost, Huang Feng's spiritual pressure suddenly shook after he separated the human-headed ghost from the ceiling with his spiritual energy.
Buzz!
From Huang Feng's feet, a silver-white halo spread out rapidly.
"Liuyi Ice Formation!"
Facing the place where the flesh and blood of the human-headed ghost was buried, Huang Feng slashed out with a knife, which was different from other moves.
The Liuyi Ice Formation is both a trapping formation and a killing formation!
Under Huang Feng's precise control, six icicles occupied six directions, covering the entire corridor in front of him.
During the intersection, the cold air visible to the naked eye instantly covered the location of the human-headed ghost and condensed into a huge piece of ice.
"Broken!"
Huang Feng used the tip of [Mo]'s knife to tap lightly on the ice. With a "pop" sound, the ice cubes shattered and turned into cold air that gradually dissipated.
What then dissipated was the pile of debris and the human-headed ghost flesh and blood in it.
Seeing that the human-headed ghost was eliminated, Huang Feng frowned tightly: "The strange atmosphere in the building has not diminished, and the human-headed ghost is not dead yet."
Huang Feng knew that the human-headed ghost was not dead and must be hiding somewhere in the building.
Putting [Ink] on his waist, Huang Feng secretly rubbed his palms: "Next, the game begins!"
There is none on the first floor!
There is none on the second floor!
Not even on the third floor!
After arriving on the fourth floor, Huang Feng felt an even stronger sense of strangeness and couldn't help but chuckle to himself: "Such an obvious reminder is too unchallenging."
The corridor was pitch dark, you couldn't see your fingers, and it was very quiet, which made people feel frightened for no reason.
For Huang Feng, this is not a problem. His eyes have aura and can see clearly in the dark.
Tread! Tread! Tread!
The sound of footsteps echoed in the passage, and Huang Feng violently kicked open the doors of each room.
There were no patients in Ward 401, there was only a pool of blood on the bed, and there was an unpleasant smell in the air.
Was he eaten by a human-headed ghost?
There was a sudden movement in his heart, and an inexplicable anger suddenly hit Huang Feng's heart. He took a deep breath and secretly clenched the [ink].
"Wait a minute and let you die in pain."
Muttering to himself, Huang Feng left Room 401. He did not continue to look at Room 402, but stepped directly to the door of Room 414.
Standing at the door, Huang Feng could directly detect that the human-headed ghost was hiding in this room.
It turns out that ghosts are also superstitious about lucky numbers!
The number "4" may be a taboo number, but in the eyes of ghosts, it may be their favorite number.
Boom!
Kicking the door open, Huang Feng walked in.
Seeing the scene clearly, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"You deserve to die!"
Looking at the human-headed ghost who looked like Zhu Lin, Huang Feng shouted angrily.
A slap!
[Ink] was pulled out by him instantly.
Swastika!
"Thousand-year Ice Prison!"
The extreme cold air froze the entire room in an instant, including the body of the human-headed ghost, and the mutilated corpses on the ground were all frozen.
The room was full of chaos, and the faces of the piled-up heads had a look of despair.
It turns out that after the human-headed ghost realm was fully opened, ordinary people in the building were brutally killed by the human-headed ghost.
"Jie Jie Jie...it's not me who died!"
The human-headed ghost in the ice let out a sinister laugh, "Boy, this method of yours is of no use to me."
After all, it moved!
Rather than saying it is moving, it is more appropriate to describe it as "floating".
The body of the human-headed ghost just floated out of the ice, as if it was translating.
"See, it's of no use at all."
The appearance of the human-headed ghost is still that of Zhu Lin, but if you look closely, you can still find that it has changed slightly from its original appearance.
"The body becomes a little unreal."
Huang Feng did not miss this change and secretly speculated: Why did its shape change like this?
correct!
It wasn't that it wasn't injured, it just looked like it!
In the blink of an eye, Huang Feng figured out the joints.
Holding the power of [Ink] in his hand, Huang Feng tightened it a little, and said: "It's useless? I'm afraid not entirely!"
With a sneer on his lips, Huang Feng did not continue to say anything.
The spiritual pressure on his body was changing, and reflecting the power of Hyōrinmaru, the atmosphere in the whole room became even colder.
Snowflakes appeared out of thin air, and soon the floor was covered with a thick layer of snow.
The human-headed ghost's laughter stopped abruptly. It looked at Huang Feng in confusion, not understanding why Huang Feng looked like he was sure of victory.
"cut!"
Huang Feng silently waved [Ink], and in an instant, the sharp sword flashed towards the human-headed ghost again.
"It's of no use at all, don't you understand?"
As he said this, the human-headed ghost acted in the opposite direction. It actually dodged Huang Feng's sword light.
"It's no use, why are you hiding?"
Seeing its reaction, Huang Feng's inner guess became more certain.
There are no moves, just ordinary waving of [Ink].
Of course, it is not considered a normal attack.
Every time the sword is swung, it contains huge spiritual energy.
Facing every attack from Huang Feng, the human-headed ghost made dodge movements, not daring to ignore it like at the beginning.
"Why did you stop?"
Seeing Huang Feng standing with a knife and suddenly stopping his attack, the human-headed ghost couldn't help but ask.
"Don't you understand yet?"
Huang Feng said calmly: "From now on, you don't dare to take my knife again."
"It's a joke, I can pick up the call if I want to, but I can't pick up if I don't want to."
"You damn duck has a tough mouth!"
Looking around, it seemed that the snow in the room was already very thick, and the walls were covered with frost.
it's time!
With a cold light in his eyes, Huang Feng held the handle of the knife tightly.
"Swastika: Dragon Shazha!"
Huang Feng waved his arm, and a powerful force emerged from [Mo]'s sword.
In the dazzling white light, the ultimate icy air spurted out.
"prick!"
With a low shout, Huang Feng changed his habit of using the sword and stabbed straight with the sword like a sword.
The momentum reached a peak in an instant, and as the wings behind him flapped, Huang Feng had already arrived in front of the human-headed ghost.
[Mo] didn't react when the tip of the knife stabbed the human-headed ghost's chest.
The next second, a terrifying cold air broke out.
The human-headed ghost was immediately wrapped in a cross of ice and frozen inside.
This time, the expression of the human-headed ghost was still frozen on its face, and it was unable to pass through the ice like before.
it is as expected!
Seeing this scene, Huang Feng had an idea.
"It seems that you have not recovered your strength. The previous consumption has exhausted all the strength in your body, and now you have lost the power to operate."
Huang Feng finished speaking softly and used [ink] to put a little bit on the ice cube.
Wow!
It is then crushed into powder with ice and turned into crystals on the ground.
Looking at the disappearing human-headed ghost, Huang Feng put away [Ink].
At this time, the zero prompt sounded!
[Ding, the host kills the gold-level three-level weirdo and gets a kill value of 5000.]
This time we really got rid of the human-headed ghost!
Huang Feng looked outside the window and saw that the ghost realm was disintegrating.
The real world is revealed again.
boom!
At this moment, a very loud roar sounded over the entire hospital.