"What do you mean?"

Regarding Huang Feng's words, "Ma Xiaoling" showed a puzzled expression, wondering why Huang Feng said that.

“It’s pretty similar.”

Huang Feng said lightly: "But you made a little mischief, that's the clothes are too neat."

"When you meet it, you can't have not experienced the battle." A hint of sarcasm appeared on Huang Feng's lips: "Besides, Liu Feng told us earlier that you have been controlled by it, and you can break free from its control, and you have already broken free."

"How could it be possible to break free after Liu Feng left?"

"Play!"

"Ma Xiaoling" applauded, and his rough face was full of smiles: "Yes, I didn't expect you to judge it based on this alone."

"You...what happened to my elder brother?" Liu Feng had recovered and glared at "Ma Xiaoling".

"Your elder brother?"

"Ma Xiaoling" reached out and touched his head, with a different meaning in his eyes: "He is here."

"ah!"

With a roar, Liu Feng took out his weapon and headed for "Ma Xiaoling": "I want you to die!"

The green snake in Liu Feng's hand was instantly resolved, and the green snake that changed extended out of his hand. The snake's mouth was wide open and the poisonous fangs were shining with a blue light.

peck!

One second!

The snake's mouth fell on the shoulder of "Ma Xiaoling" and bit it down.

But with a "gaba", the poisonous fangs were broken in an instant, and "Ma Xiaoling" reached out and grabbed the green snake.

"Haha, Xiaofeng, you are always so anxious." "Ma Xiaoling" smiled, "If you think of your elder brother so much, your elder brother will help you immediately."

"asshole!"

Liu Feng tried to pull the green snake back, but found a powerful force that made him unable to retreat at all. He immediately said angrily: "Don't resist my elder brother's appearance, damn guy, let me go!"

His face turned red and his spiritual pressure boiled.

Liu Feng, who was suddenly fully fired, actually pulled the green snake back from the imprisonment of "Ma Xiaoling".

But the next moment.

"Ma Xiaoling" went up and actually used one hand to directly pinch Liu Feng's neck: "A naive guy, with your strength, dare to provoke your elder brother?"

Twist hard!

With a click, Liu Feng, who was still resisting fiercely, his head tilted and his breath immediately dissipated.

Dong!

He threw Liu Feng's body on the ground casually, "Ma Xiaoling" looked at Huang Feng, with a strong greed in his eyes: "My little brother is so great, I really found a suitable head."

Huang Feng's eyes were bright.

Ghost: Head-picking ghost

Strength: Diamond-level first stage

Ability: head change, blur, seal spirit

Rating: A cute little cutie who likes to pick people's heads.

Tip: Never get caught by him, otherwise your head will move.

"Head-picking ghost?"

Huang Feng looked at "Ma Xiaoling" and said lightly: "The guy who hides his head and reveals his tail."

His eyes fell on the waist of "Ma Xiaoling". Huang Feng could see through his spiritual consciousness that there was a small black shadow inside his body.

It is the guy who controls "Ma Xiaoling".

"You actually discovered it."

"Ma Xiaoling" was panicked and looked very calm: "Even if you find it, it doesn't matter."

"Because, you're going to die soon."

"Damn a hammer!"

Chu Yan'er had already pulled the strings with an arrow, and a light arrow shot out.

"Sacred Destroyer!"

The lightning-like arrow passed through the head-picking ghost's head in an instant, leaving a hole that was neither big nor small.

No blood flowed out.

Looking at the wound on the head-picking ghost's head, a trace of surprise flashed in Chu Yan'er's eyes: "Isn't dead?"

"hehe."

A hole broke from the middle of my eyebrows, and the ghost with his head picked out laughing. It looked at Chu Yan'er with a pair of eyes without focus: "If I destroy my beloved head, just use your head as a substitute."

After saying that, he walked towards Chu Yan'er step by step.

"snort!"

At this moment, Long Feiyu snorted coldly and stabbed out his sword in his hand.

The sword blade carries extremely rich spiritual power, and it carries countless spiritual energy from the air, evolves into a series of spiritual swords, blocking the head-picking ghost in all directions, and then quickly covering it.

Absolutely...

A series of spiritual swords passed through the body of the head-picking ghost.

However, Long Feiyu's brow frowned tightly, and passed through the head-picking ghost to the spiritual sword, without causing any harm to the head-picking ghost.

Because at that moment, the body of the head-picking ghost became illusory, as if it did not exist in the world and could not be reached by all the spiritual swords.

"The drizzle is drizzling!"

Long Feiyu moaned, the real thin sword had already stabbed into the head-picking ghost, and he was watching the body of the head-picking ghost.

But Long Feiyu's brows frowned even more: there was no real sense of piercing.

Long Feiyu was very alert. After discovering that Wuli attack was invalid, he immediately took a few steps and opened the distance from the head-picking ghost.

This retreat made the head-picking ghost look at him: "Oh, he's quite alert."

After saying that, the head-picking ghost changed his target and walked towards Long Feiyu: "Your head is better than hers, so try yours first."

call!

The head-picking ghost accelerated in an instant, and appeared in front of Long Feiyu in the blink of an eye, and reached straight towards Long Feiyu's neck with one hand.

"I'm not him."

Long Feiyu's face darkened, and he swept the sword in his hand: "One sword frost and the fourteen states!"

A cold light suddenly rose and cut it off at the arm of the head-picking ghost.

The sword blade is covered with spiritual power. As long as it is cut, even the steel will be cut into two sections, and the cut is smooth.

However, just as Long Feiyu's sword blade was about to cut the arm of the head-picking ghost, the spiritual power on the sword blade disappeared in an instant.

What?

Long Feiyu's eyes burst!

Down!

The sword blade slashed on the arm of the head-picking ghost, making a metal-like sound. At the same time, a spark flew everywhere, and the thin sword in Long Feiyu's hand actually shattered directly.

"This is!"

Feeling that the spiritual power in his body could not be mobilized, Long Feiyu was shocked and quickly shouted to Huang Feng and Chu Yan'er behind him: "Be careful, this guy can seal the spiritual power."

While saying that Long Feiyu had already held the [Miracle Soul] behind him in his hand.

"Hehe, I've been discovered." The smile on his head-picking face: "It's a pity, it's a bit late."

With the head-picking ghost as the center, a circle of black textured vicious circles appeared on the ground at about five meters, and the aura emitted was very evil.

The black aperture enveloped Huang Feng, Chu Yan'er and Long Feiyu, and Chu Yan'er and Huang Feng also felt the feeling of Long Feiyu.

The spiritual energy in the body could not be mobilized, and a mysterious force made the spirit core stop moving far away.

"Is this Feng Ling?"

Seeing the current situation, a trace of surprise flashed in Huang Feng's eyes.

However, Huang Feng is not panicked at all now. He cannot use the spiritual energy in his body, but the real power of the Zanpakura comes from the soul.

"Just start with you."

The head-picking ghost walked to Long Feiyu and reached out to grab Long Feiyu's head.

"snort!"
To be continued...