"Do you need me to help you?" Mu Lingfeng asked maliciously.

The painter of the Styx looked at "Luozi Shang" with a malicious look on his face, but still asked, "How do you want to help me?"

Mu Lingfeng ordered the [Yuli Sword] in his arms to be unsheathed for no reason, and suddenly the cold light in the [Hanghuangquan] swept his eyes, and Mu Lingfeng pretended to be gloomy and said: "As long as your hands are gone, you don't have to draw anymore. As long as you can't draw, you will no longer predict the death, so you will no longer feel guilty. How can you need help?" Mu Lingfeng said at the end, his tone even more gloomy.

Mu Lingfeng's gloomy tone made the craftsman in the heart of the Styx, and a kind of invisible pressure covered his body. He felt that the other party would definitely take action, which made the Styx painter tremble all over, his tongue was knotted, and his teeth trembled. The Styx painter spoke in a trembling voice, "You, don't do anything randomly."

Although the Styx painter is a conspirator, he is just a pawn in the hands of others, an unqualified conspirator.

"Ha, it's just kidding." "Luozi Shang"'s arms [Yuli Sword] returned to the sheath, his face no longer gloomy, and his smile returned to his mind.

As "Luozi Shang" smiled again on his face. The Styx painter discovered that all his previous feelings were like hallucinations, disappearing without a trace. But he knew that this was definitely not his own hallucination.

Mu Lingfeng turned around again and looked at each picture. He looked at it and said, "Don't worry, as a person in the right path, I, Luozishang, will never hurt others for no reason."

The Styx painter didn't say anything, just looking at the back of "Luozi Shang", but was thinking about something in his heart.

A careful appreciation of Mu Lingfeng’s pictures.

As a Confucian scholar, he must know piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although Mu Lingfeng believes that these are not as important as martial arts in a difficult situation, he must also learn them.

"The painting skills are pretty good, but they are still a little worse than me. But the painting style is not enough, so it is barely considered a mid-grade work." Mu Lingfeng secretly commented on these words in his heart.

When he saw the lonely wolf's [Death Picture], he found that the picture was completely black and white.

"It seems that the Lone Wolf is dead. Even if he returns the magic sword to him, he cannot save his life!" Mu Lingfeng sighed in his heart as he looked at the picture.

Mu Lingfeng didn't know that although he handed over the [Divine Sword] to the Lonely Canglang, and in the end, although he did not ask the Lonely Canglang to protect his name, he eventually used the [Divine Sword] to seriously injure the person who killed him. And it was a serious injury that could never be recovered. After the man was seriously injured, he had no use in his strategy and had been secretly dealt with by the Lonely Canglang, and he barely said that the Lonely Canglang and the enemy died together.

Then I saw the [Death Picture] of Luozi Shang, but this is not the last picture. The last picture is the [Ghost Carriage] broken into two sections.

After reading these pictures, Mu Lingfeng asked, "All the pictures you draw have been realized? Are there any exceptions?"

"I'm sorry, I also hope that the pictures I draw will not be realized. Unfortunately, all the pictures I draw will be realized one by one, and there will be no mistakes." The Styx painter said with a sorry expression on his face.

"Haha, so that's it, then it seems that I can't escape." Mu Lingfeng's tone was understateed without any fear.

Then he left without saying a word.

The Styx painter just watched "Luozi Shang" leave quietly.

And Mu Lingfeng, who left [Dan Huangquan], thought to himself: "Can you seize this opportunity by making a strategy? I hope he will seize this opportunity. Once he missed this opportunity, the death of Zhu Tian would almost come to an end. Then you will have no chance."

Mu Lingfeng kept moving forward at a normal speed, leaving them the opportunity for Strategy and Strategy.

On the dry sand, there is a land like a spring, with water constantly flowing out from the ground. And this water continues to flow towards the direction of "Luozi Shang".

Mu Lingfeng looked at the water all over the ground: "What a weird water? It's all over the ground." Then Mu Lingfeng squatted down and touched the water with his hands, "Is this water sticky?"

"Story is really a good technique. It is very useful to limit others' speed, but this viscosity should be increased." Mu Lingfeng, who understood the characteristics of this water, commented on the water in his heart. He continued to move forward in the other direction, and deliberately said: "It seems that he has to go another way!"

When Mu Lingfeng turned around and took a few steps, a figure rushed out of the "Fountain Eye", wearing a mask, swirled the sword, and walked towards the "Luozi Shang" with one sword.

The moment the sword came, [Yuli Sword] unsheathed and took the sneak attack.

The moment the swords and swords attacked, the masked killer took advantage of the force to retreat and stood on the strange water.

And the strange water also sprang more and more with the figures.

It slowly spread from all directions to the feet of "Luozi Shang".

"Oh, it was the Styx painter who sent you here. Can you kill me and realize the scene in that picture?" Mu Lingfeng took the lead and directly pointed out the Styx painter.

The masked killer was speechless and could only fight with a sword to solve Luozi Shang, so that the news would not be leaked.

The strange water has no effect on the masked killer, but it will limit the body speed of "Luozi Shang".

Although the Luozi Shang was fake at this time, the Luozi Shang also had to maintain the style of the Luozi Shang and not let others see the flaws.

Mu Lingfeng responded with a quick sword. As the swords continued to fight, the strange water became more and more, and it had already spread to Mu Lingfeng's feet.

Mu Lingfeng took advantage of the moment when the swords and swords intersected and stayed away from the water.

There was a small tree in front of Mu Lingfeng. Mu Lingfeng stood on the small tree and looked at the killer in front of him.

"You are pretty good, what's your name? When you die, I'll know who died at my hands." Mu Lingfeng joked. Because Mu Lingfeng knew that there were people around him, and this person had good cultivation, he should be the strategy himself.

"The killer doesn't need a name." When the masked killer finished speaking, the knife in his hand came out and attacked the small tree under Mu Lingfeng's feet.

A sword light from Mu Lingfeng's hand [Yuli Sword] came out, blocking the sword energy that was about to cut down the tree.

Then Mu Lingfeng was lucky in the sword, and a cold-killing Qiufeng suddenly came. Mu Lingfeng controlled the power in his hand and attacked the masked killer with one move [Sword Dance Qiufeng] with the sword.

When the masked killer saw that "Luozi Shang" was coming in full force, he waved a sword in his hand [Mu Xing Yin Wood Cang Cang] to respond.

The two moves were handed over, and the two passed by, and the masked killer bleeded in the mouth and his clothes were covered with scars. This was the result of Mu Lingfeng's rapid force, but this move was Yi Qiunian's trick after all, and it was not something that ordinary people could take.

However, it was because of the speed of force and speed that the masked killer did not hurt the body of the masked killer.

The clothes with only the cuffs on Mu Lingfeng's body were damaged, which was the result of Mu Lingfeng's intentionality.
Chapter completed!