The one who attacked me was Huang Wenxing, a guest of the Huang family who had just separated from me, the deputy captain of the Second Special Service Group.

At this moment, he was exactly the same as when we parted. His expression was no longer as restrained and respectful as before. Instead, he had a little more frivolous look down on the world. However, he failed to succeed in a blow just now, but he was also a little annoyed. He heard my words and couldn't help but sneer: "I didn't expect that your black-handed two cities could actually be stable in the abyss and not affected at all. It was indeed the same as the rumor."

In Huang Wenxing's words, he was owed a little polite, obviously he was extremely arrogant. I squinted my eyes, remembered many things, and suddenly realized: "I understand, you are the fake one who took us down before?"

Huang Wenxing raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly, "How many people do you think in this world can deceive you?"

His replies made me confused, but after thinking about it carefully, Huang Wenxing, who returned to the ground for help, had a slight cold body and a little strange reaction, actually there was not much abnormality that could be said.

In this way, he should be Huang Wenxing at that time?

If so, then who is Huang Wenxing, the one I met in the forest, who claimed that he had never left Cha Renba’s mistake after the incident?

He had tried to compare with me and used the Cross Star Blood Spell to show his identity. It was true and thoughtful, and it was absolutely impossible to be false.

Are there two Huang Wenxing in this world?

Thinking of this, I asked, and a strange smile appeared on his face and said to me: "Black Hand Chen, you are a rare person with both wisdom and courage in this world. It is extremely difficult to deceive you, but you don't know that there is another method in this world called self-hypnosis?"

Self-hypnosis?

Huang Wenxing's words were like lightning that crossed the night sky, disintegrating all my doubts.

Yes, yes, self-hypnosis!

The person who brought us was Huang Wenxing, the person who cooperated with the Mormon ambush rescue team, was also Huang Wenxing. The person who met us in the woods and followed us all the way was still Huang Wenxing.

From beginning to end, he was alone. In addition to the fact that Bra was delaying him, there was another reason, that is, self-hypnosis.

In order to clear his suspicion and avoid being exposed by the escaped person, Huang Wenxing made up a story himself, and then used self-hypnosis to make him believe that kind of rhetoric, thus creating a good man Huang Wenxing and deceive us.

However, once you enter the scope of Tianbacuo, the effect of self-hypnosis ends.

This is why three giant pythons suddenly appear when the little white fox dreams of a red shaman.

The little white fox told me that the man had a huge secret. I didn't pay much attention to it because I was shocked by the legend of Cha Renba's fault. Looking back at this moment, I'm afraid this secret is about Huang Wenxing.

He was afraid that the red-robed shaman would reveal his identity, so he killed someone to silence him.

What a cruel scheming.

The reason why Huang Wenxing became like this is probably not a rebellion, but a path that was like King Amo back then.

He was demonized.

The demonized Huang Wenxing was so terrifying that he was so scheming that he had tricked everyone with his own strength. I am afraid that it was his plan to appear here at this moment?

So, what exactly does he want to do when he introduced me here?

I spoke in a few words and said my inference. Huang Wenxing said with surprise: "After all, it's the Black Handed Twin Cities. Just by my few words, I can understand the whole story of the matter. So, you have always been suspicious of me?"

I sighed and said, "So what if I have doubts, I've still fallen into your trap."

Huang Wenxing had no smug expression on his face, but said calmly: "Planning your affairs has nothing to do with me, it is all God's will. In front of God, people in the world are just ants..."

He spoke frenzy, but I was not interested at all. He pointed the front finger on the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword and said coldly: "Where is Yin Yue, and the Guigui who disappeared just now, are you the ones who are you doing it? Where are they?"

When I asked this, I couldn't help but feel nervous.

The muscles on Huang Wenxing's face jumped, looking extremely strange, and said to me: "Don't worry, you will be with them soon."

He said he was sure to win, but I seemed a little confused. He pointed the sword in front of me and said with a smile: "Do you really think I, Chen Zhicheng, is so easy to deal with? If you want to take me, ask the sword in my hand first."

Huang Wenxing is amazing, but compared to me, there is still a certain distance. Although he became a demon underground and became a monster like King Amo, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, I still don’t care about it.

The same thing, no matter where you are, no matter where you are, you will first eat my sword.

I was full of confidence, but Huang Wenxing laughed and pointed to the blood pool not far away in front of me and said, "Do you still remember Bra who was killed by you, and the soul-leaving mirror in his hand?"

I don't know why he asked this, nodded and said, "What about that?"

That being said, I was so bleak by his laughter, and Huang Wenxing said to me seriously: "This pool is the biggest secret of the place where divine sleep is full of functions. There is one function, that is, the separation of souls and souls of any person who imprints it into it - the soul-leaving mirror is made according to this principle. So now, do you feel that your feet are weak and your body begins to float, as if your body is no longer your own..."

In his words, they were gentle and solemn, as if they were combined with some kind of rhyme, and had a drowsy rhythm.

Hypnosis.

My heart suddenly woke up, but I was secretly shocked by his words.

Huang Wenxing was not telling lies. I could see that the reason why he was so calm was because when I flew backwards, I passed the blood pool and indeed reflected my figure into the water.

In fact, when I was just leaping past, I did feel like my soul drifting towards the sky.

But in just a moment, there was a powerful suction force in my heart that tightened it.

When I fell opposite the blood pool, I was shocked by Huang Wenxing's appearance, but I forgot about this. At this moment, when I heard Huang Wenxing's hypnotic words, my whole body was stiff, my face covered with sweat, and it slid down.

When Huang Wenxing saw that my face turned pale, he suddenly looked frivolous and his mouth suddenly rose.

His eyes turned from black to golden at this moment.

Step by step, he said calmly: "King Amo before and Huang Wenxing after a hundred years, some people are destined to be the pride of the emperor and outstanding in the world. A guy like you who becomes famous young is just a meteor, passing by, who can remember that you have been in this world?"

There was an extremely vicissitudes of emotion in his words, and when I saw his body becoming lighter, he walked over to the pool of blood, and when he stepped on the air, he walked calmly.

Such methods are really surprising.

A little novice monk from that time was able to slaughter the Bon power of the entire Gaza Princess Temple with his own strength. Huang Wenxing, who had the strength to compete with the last of the ten elders of Maoshan.

After becoming a demon, his cultivation level may have increased terrifyingly, which is daunting, right?

Seeing Huang Wenxing crossing the blood pool and coming to me halfway, I tried to keep standing and asked, "The last question is, since you have become a demon, why do you still want us to enter it? What is your intention?"

Huang Wenxing's mouth raised slightly and he said calmly: "I told you that it is God's will."

After saying that, he had already walked to me out of thin air. The golden short sword in his hand suddenly surged several feet of black light, piercing my heart.

This time, I want my life.

In fact, when my soul is separated and my will can no longer control my body at this moment. How can I stop my time in front of such a powerful Huang Wenxing?

However, what the hell is the so-called will of God?

Huang Wenxing stabbed with a sword. Seeing my face change, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "A good man." However, just as the black light on the short sword was about to pierce into my heart, I suddenly turned and avoided this killing blow.

Just like when he attacked me just now.

And the moment I avoided the opponent's short sword, the blood-drinking cold light sword in my hand suddenly moved.

Huang Wenxing has been planning this attack for a long time, but why am I not?

The sword light rotated, the dragon's energy moved slightly, and the cold light shone in the sky and the earth, while the sharp blade illuminated the entire blood pool.

Swish!

My sword, whether it is speed, power, breath or angle, is secretly in line with the way of heaven, reflecting the great state of practicing countless methods since I returned from Southeast Asia.

With one sword down, the entire Qi field was swept by the wind and clouds.

"ah!"

A scream came from Huang Wenxing's mouth. After the two suddenly fought, they suddenly separated. However, Huang Wenxing, who was supposed to be the winner, fell directly to the edge of the platform, covered his right shoulder with his left hand, his face turned pale, and his entire arm on his right, along with the golden silk short sword, fell into the pool of blood.

This blow made Huang Wenxing, who was sure to win, scattered his soul. He covered the wound that was constantly bleeding. He shouted palely: "Why, why can't the Shenchi pool take your soul into it?"

I raised my sword and walked forward, and said with a tragic smile: "To be honest, I want it to peel off my soul. It's a pity that this ghost thing is not qualified!"
Chapter completed!