When everyone saw the sewing marks, they knew that it was not human skin, but they were puzzled again.

What exactly is this thing?

Why did you make such a human skin shape?

There is also the lifelike appearance of this human skin, and there are some useless things such as scars and black moles on the body, which should obviously be made with reference to some real person. Who is that man?

Zhang Xiaotian returned to the team, the situation of this "human skin monster" was similar to that in the dream, the only difference was that in the dream, he first attacked Hong Shaowu and Gu Yunxiao, and then flew to the tree.

And this time, because of Zhang Xiaotian's reminder, everyone raised their vigilance, and this "human skin monster" obviously did not find a chance to sneak attack, so it flew directly to the treetops.

Although the human skin of this swarthy man lacks the feeling of flesh and blood, it is absolutely no different from a real person just from his flat facial contours, skin, and limb proportions.

At this time, a stream of black gas rushed into the human skin, and the swarthy man suddenly became full.

Shui Wuyue at the bottom suddenly blushed, lowered her head and lowered her gaze.

Not for anything else, but because there is also a certain object of a man that is also abundant.

What a big murder weapon!

"Humans, hahaha, after so many years, I actually saw humans again, it's great, it's so good, it's so good, I like you humans."

The swarthy man above actually made a human voice, and he still spoke in ancient Shenzhou dialect.

Although the pronunciation has changed a little compared to now, everyone can still clearly understand what he means.

"Who are you?"

Hong Shaowu asked.

"Me? I'm a good friend to you humans, I'm—"

Brush!

Halfway through the words, the figure was gone, and Hong Shaowu and Qin Feng shot at the same time, slashing forward with a sword.

Bang bang bang, bang bang!

Hong Shaowu and Qin Feng staggered back in unison, and they couldn't help but change color.

As soon as the black wind rolled, a swarthy figure appeared in front of everyone, grinning and laughing.

"Okay, good, they're all good people, I need you, be my mold obediently!"

As he spoke, the person disappeared again, and when he reappeared, Lu Jun vomited blood and fell out, if it wasn't for Zhang Xiaotian's timely action, he was afraid that his life would be in danger.

"Formation, formation!"

Hong Shaowu shouted loudly.

It's useless!

Zhang Xiaotian said something in his heart, but he was still very cooperative in his actions and formed a circle formation with the other six people.

The crowd turned their backs to each other, concentrating their minds in front of them, trying to find the form of the monster hidden in the void.

And Zhang Xiaotian was different, most of his attention was focused on the circle array.

In the dream realm, he had really learned the strange body of this monster, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a shuttle through the void!

Sure enough, just as everyone's attention was turned to the outside, the void in the center of the circle suddenly fluctuated slightly, and a faint black qi set off ripples.

Zhang Xiaotian, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately stabbed with a sword, and did not forget to remind everyone in his mouth, "It's inside!" ”

The sword is as powerful as a dragon, powerful and domineering, but when it is about to come into contact with the body of the swarthy man, it suddenly changes.

Zhang Xiaotian's straight arm suddenly became weak and boneless, and the sword momentum slid downward, and at this time, the body of the human-skinned man was suddenly folded like a painting, and the tip of Zhang Xiaotian's sword was facing the head of the human-skinned man.

A surprised expression appeared on the face of the human-skinned man, he folded his body to dodge Zhang Xiaotian's previous sword, but he didn't expect it to turn into a sword tip.

This kid is weird!

The human-skinned man thought to himself.

What a mysterious sword!

This is the idea of Hong Shaowu and others.

They couldn't figure out how Zhang Xiaotian did the unpredictable prophet, it could only be attributed to the spiritual trigger in the heart.

Zhang Xiaotian's sword was actually ready to attack before the human skin big man shuttled into the circle array, and the human skin big man had just entered the circle Zhang Xiaotian's sword had already stabbed out, and when his figure appeared, the tip of the sword had already reached his forehead.

The human-skinned man had sensed Zhang Xiaotian's sword before he appeared, and he also made a dodge action, but he didn't expect Zhang Xiaotian's sword momentum to change like an unpredictable prophet.

This time, he couldn't dodge, the human-skinned man had a shocked expression on his face, his eyes stared at the tip of the sword that was still stabbing at his forehead, and he suddenly stretched out a hand, not aiming at the sword momentum, but directly grabbing Zhang Xiaotian.

This palm was almost suddenly slapped out when the tip of Zhang Xiaotian's sword was just about to touch his forehead, silently, without strong wind, without anger, only an afterimage, a black afterimage!

Obviously, the palm of his hand is still more than a zhang away from Zhang Xiaotian, but the palm of the human-skinned man seems to have penetrated the void, or layer after layer of water curtains, bringing subtle "ripples", and they appeared in front of Zhang Xiaotian at once.

Boom!

Zhang Xiaotian vomited blood and flew out.

The palm gesture still followed, as if the arms of the human-skinned man had been elongated.

Pierce the palm of the void!

Bang!

Zhang Xiaotian's left arm suddenly burst out like a long sword made of fine iron, blocking in front of the human-skinned man's follow-up palm, making a dull sound.

The palm gesture was finally interrupted, and Zhang Xiaotian sat on the ground, his face as pale as paper, and the corners of his mouth were dripping with blood.

And the human-skinned man also disappeared from the center of the circle, and the next moment he appeared on the treetops again.

He stroked his forehead, where a long sword mark was pulled diagonally down from the left eyebrow, and the human-skinned man suddenly changed color.

"You, you, what good things have you done!"

The big man in human skin does not squint, although he is talking to Zhang Xiaotian, his attention is always rotating on the human skin, and the tenderness and fanaticism in it are overflowing.

"Look at these eyebrows, they're all scratched...... Look at this nose again, it is actually a piece of the tip of the nose that has been cut off...... And this mouth, all left blood......"

The gloomy and cold voice, but also a soft voice, counting the defects on the human skin on the body, the regret and reluctance, as if a supreme treasure had been rudely broken.

"It's not perfect, it's not perfect~"

For a long time, the human-skinned man sighed faintly, his pale and bloodless palms gently rubbed on the human skin surface, not letting go of a trace of detail, his gentle and affectionate meaning, as if caressing his lover.

"Boy, you think you're damn !!"

As soon as the word "death" came out, the eyes of the human-skinned man finally fell on Zhang Xiaotian, and the tenderness turned into a strong killing intent, and the bloody and fierce aura instantly diffused, enveloping the heavens and the earth, within a radius of hundreds of zhang.

The first to bear the brunt was not Zhang Xiaotian, but the six people of Hong Shaowu who formed a circle and blocked Zhang Xiaotian.

The human-skinned man seemed to hate Zhang Xiaotian so much that he didn't even look at the circle in front of him, his eyes were still staring at Zhang Xiaotian, "Are you damned......?"

The naked (harmonious) skin, automatic without wind, suddenly jumped high, and the monstrous aura gushed out wildly.

(End of chapter)