After thinking for a moment, Huang Feng frowned tightly, with deep doubts in his eyes.
"What happened just now? Is it all my imagination?"
Huang Feng thought to himself and looked into the courtyard.
The tables placed were exactly the same as those seen in the previous illusion.
There are just no ghosts...
Just as the idea came to mind, suddenly several women in red robes appeared out of thin air in the yard.
There were blood stains on their bodies, and their faces revealed under their long hair were very ferocious.
Then, from a room in the corner of the yard, paper figures wearing colorful clothes came out one after another.
They all held dishes in their hands, and wisps of aroma wafted out from the plates, soon filling the entire yard.
"smell good."
Yang Xiaohua, who was in the back, took a breath, raised her head and stared blankly at the dishes on the table.
"Little sister, please pay attention."
Yang Fei pulled Yang Xiaohua's sleeve and whispered: "Our current situation is not the time to think about food."
He was actually quite helpless. His sister was very talented, but she didn't really like to practice and preferred to eat.
"Huang Feng, it's so weird!"
Mo Xiaowei had already tightened her grip on the small wooden stick, sucking in the cold air and said, "It's either a female ghost or a paper man."
Not just him, everyone else also quietly took out their weapons.
Ta! Ta! Ta!
Following the rhythmic footsteps, the old woman seen on the road ahead appeared in everyone's field of vision.
Her gaze has been fixed on Huang Feng since she appeared, her eyes full of coldness.
She knows me!
It shows that what is ahead is not an illusion!
Huang Feng was suddenly shocked. Judging from the old woman's attitude, he understood that what he had just experienced was a real thing.
So... Ji Yu?
Huang Feng's eyes fell on the room that the old woman walked out of just now, and he thought to himself: "Is she in there?"
Think of the time when the previous experience occurred and the moment when you suddenly returned to the door.
Huang Feng had very terrifying guesses about Ji Yu's abilities.
Time!
What exactly does she want to do?
"Dear guests, please take your seats!" the old woman's hoarse voice sounded.
After hearing this, no one took any action.
After all, the strange situation in front of them made them fearful.
"Dear guests, why aren't you seated yet?"
Suddenly, the old woman's voice came from behind everyone, "Don't you want to attend my lady's wedding?"
scare!
They all turned around, looked at the old woman, and showed their weapons.
"Ho ho!"
The old woman's strange energy suddenly erupted, and the terrifying air pressure formed an extremely heavy pressure, which fell on everyone.
Her image changed, turning into a ghost whose skin looked like it had been scorched by flames and whose eyes were glowing red.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined. The young lady doesn't take you to heart, but I want to teach you a lesson and let you know what it means!"
After a pause, the old woman's eyes fell on Huang Feng: "Knowing the current affairs is a wise man!"
The specific words made Huang Feng's expression change.
The strange aura emanating from the old woman reached the top level of gold level.
So Ji Yu’s strength!
Huang Feng took a deep breath and held [Mo] tightly. The golden halo under his feet spread out, offsetting most of the invisible pressure.
"Let's start with you."
The old woman stared at Huang Feng, with a ferocious look in her scarlet eyes.
"kill!"
The old woman roared, and the paper man and the female ghost who were serving the food and clearing the table suddenly rushed towards Huang Feng.
If the old woman took action in person, Huang Feng might still be frightened, but in Huang Feng's eyes, these paper men and female ghosts who don't look strong pose any threat.
Even if they don't transform into Hyōrinmaru, they can all be killed just by relying on the properties of [Ink].
Kill kill kill!
A murderous aura surged out of Huang Feng's body, and he held the [ink] tightly and took the initiative to greet him.
"One knife!"
"Two knives!"
"Three swords!"
The simple and unpretentious basic sword skills, under the premise of the gold-level aura attached to the blade, are very powerful in dealing with strange things.
"Flying Continuous Slash", performed by Huang Feng, is full of an artistic sense of killing. The paper men and female ghosts rushing towards them are like leeks that have just grown, being harvested ruthlessly by Huang Feng.
[Ding, kill the bronze-level paper man and get a kill value of 230.]
[Ding, kill the bronze-level resentful ghost and get a kill value of 320.]
…
In just seven or eight breaths, Huang Feng wiped out all the paper men and female ghosts.
"Very good, you are fine."
The old woman looked at Huang Feng angrily and said coldly: "Do you know how the last human who dared to do this died?"
"I used will-o'-the-wisps to burn his body to ashes bit by bit, and made ashes soup. I took a spoonful of it three times a day and tasted it carefully... Wow, the taste is simply amazing."
"It just so happens that the ashes soup is about to run out, so I'll use you as the next ingredient."
After saying that, the skin as black as carbon began to squirm quickly from the old woman's body.
It fell to the ground and turned into black maggots, rushing towards Huang Feng.
The dense black maggots made everyone feel uncomfortable in their stomachs to varying degrees.
Huang Feng's expression also changed. He held [Ink] tightly in his hand and switched to Hyōrinwan mode.
Buzz!
Then a cold breath emanated from Huang Feng's body, a layer of frost appeared on the ground, and ice flowers began to fall down from the entire yard.
After Huang Feng used the Hyōrin Pill, Dongfang Shuofeng and Mo Yu both set their sights on him: He has such a strong ice ability.
When the black maggots surge into the frost, their speed immediately slows down. The closer they get to Huangfeng, the more severe the cold air brought by the frost becomes.
The black maggot was still one step away from Huangfeng, its body stiffened and lifeless.
[Ding, kill the black iron-level maggots and get a killing value of 10.]
[Ding, kill the black iron-level maggots and get a killing value of 10.]
[Ding, kill the black iron-level maggots and get a killing value of 10.]
…
As the scope of the Frost Land expanded, more and more black maggots were frozen to death and then lost their ability to live.
"Good boy, I have something."
All the black maggots were killed by Huang Feng, but the old woman was not as angry as before. A terrifying smile appeared on her wrinkled face.
The next moment, the old woman's figure disappeared from everyone's sight.
Huang Feng's reaction was extremely fast. The moment the old woman disappeared, the [Ink] in his hand was slashed to one side.
when!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the old woman's body appeared.
Her hands were clasped together to clamp the blade of [Mo] with great force. Huang Feng tried to withdraw [Mo], but found that with his strength, he could not move it at all.
"Ho ho!"
The smile on the old woman's face became even wider, her fingernails were as black as ink, and traces of strange aura crawled out, gradually covering the [ink].
The pupils in Huang Feng's eyes couldn't help but shrink tightly. The moment the strange aura covered [Ink], he lost control of [Ink].
At the same time, the strange energy was still spreading towards his arm.
This is no ordinary trick!
Having experienced the inability to control his body before, Huang Feng was extremely alert at this time. He decisively let go of his hand and let [Ink] fall into the old woman's hands.
When the others saw that Huang Feng was defeated and were about to take action, a scene that they did not expect appeared.
"Shoot her, sharpshooter!"
Huang Feng stretched out his arm, and there was a short knife with an S-shaped blade in his hand.
Then the light suddenly appeared, and the short sword instantly passed through the old woman's chest and extended for several meters.
Second weapon!
The eyes of the others were full of shock, staring at the magic gun. If there was just one more knife, they wouldn't be so shocked.
But the magic gun with the ability to change illustrates an extremely simple fact, that is, it is also Huang Feng's contracted weapon.
A student actually has a second contract weapon, and the meaning of it is self-evident.
Dongfang Shuofeng and Mo Yu looked at Huang Feng carefully, their eyes full of inquiry.
The identities of the two are not simple. Even they have not found a second weapon suitable for them, but Huang Feng has already contracted a second weapon.
Could it be that Huang Feng comes from a hidden family?
Among all the people, only Mo Xiaowei and Huang Feng knew each other. Mo Xiaowei was more shocked than the others at this time.
"Not only has the cultivation level reached the gold level, but he also has a second contracted weapon."
Looking at Huang Feng, Mo Xiaowei's eyes were filled with surprise. She didn't know what she was thinking of, and her face turned slightly red.
And Huang Feng's sudden sword penetrated the old woman's chest directly. The latter's old eyes froze, and she didn't expect that the young man in front of her actually had other weapons.
Bang!
Throwing [Ink] to the ground, the old woman reached out to grab the magic gun. Seeing this, Huang Feng quickly grabbed the handle of the magic gun and his wrist shook suddenly.
The magic gun immediately rotated with his wrist, driving the blade of more than ten meters to rotate in the old woman's body.
Although Huang Feng was very fast and launched another attack on the old woman, stirring up the old woman's body did not bring about the results Huang Feng hoped for.
The old woman's body suddenly dodged to one side, and the sharp blade directly cut a large gash in her body.
She actually used self-mutilation to get rid of the blade of the magic gun.
As for the old woman's body, after getting out of the way, the wound healed quickly.
"It's really naive to want to kill her so easily." Huang Feng thought to himself.
The old woman is a fierce ghost, which is formed by the gathering of evil spirits.
The more powerful the ghost, the more powerful the evil energy in the body. Although the magic gun is attached with spiritual energy to deal with ghosts, the strength of Huang Feng and the old woman is very different.
In addition, the strange energy that makes up the old woman's body is not simple. Huang Feng's desire to use the magic gun to kill ordinary ghosts is a bit wishful thinking.
"Boy, you're dead." The old woman roared angrily.
Her entire body was wrapped in strange aura, and a powerful aura instantly suppressed the entire courtyard.
Can't move!
A familiar feeling came over. After Huang Feng tried it, he found that he couldn't even move a finger.
And so do others.
Tread! Tread! Tread!
The old woman walked up to Huang Feng step by step, and her long black nails were about to scratch Huang Feng's neck.
"Back off!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from inside the room.
The old woman turned back unwillingly: "Miss."
"Um?"
It was obviously a plain hum, but the old woman seemed to hear a voice of extreme fear.
Whoosh!
All the strange energy in the old woman's body retracted from her body in an instant. At the same time, everyone felt their bodies relax and regain control of their bodies.
How is this going?
Except for Huang Feng, everyone was filled with doubts.
Huang Feng, on the other hand, was staring closely at the door of the room. He had a hunch that the door would be opened soon.