Little girl, why do you want to leave at such a great moment? Silen's voice was a little cold and stiff.

As soon as his words came out, Shao Jingyue felt a gust of wind rise in front of her, and this strange-looking man had already appeared in front of her.

"Huh?" Shao Jingyue didn't dare to slack off, the Emei thorn stabbed out suddenly, her moves were exquisite, however, she was not at all powerless, Si Lun waved the animation brush, and with a "dang" sound, the Emei thorn was swung out, Shao Jingyue's tiger mouth cracked, and then, with a kick, she was kicked directly to the ground.

"Damn!" Jiang Fei shook his head, he just asked you to run, why didn't you run? No, if you meet a person who doesn't play cards according to common sense, you're dead.

"The great time has come, ho-ho-ho!" Si Lun defeated Shao Jingyue, but he was not in a hurry to kill her, but continued to say such nonsensical words, but Jiang Fei understood.

"Is it that great?" He spread his hands.

"The god Osiris, one of the four main gods, will finally die at my hands, you say, is this a great time to come? Hahaha-"

Si Lun said to himself, and then, he spread out his hands and looked at the sky, with a gesture of looking at the world: "Dogs and cubs of the Western Dark Realm, open your dog eyes and look, hahaha, I, Si Lun, represent Impressionism today and slaughter the hall master of the Temple of Death!" And what about Osiris? Didn't you fall at my feet like a dead dog? Ho ho ...... laughed to the back, and it didn't even look like laughter anymore, but like the howl of a beast.

This guy is really a madman......

Jiang Fei was angry and funny when he heard it, and said, "Hey, I'm not dead yet." ”

"In my eyes, you're a dead man, hey, wait, I'm inspired, I'm interested, at this moment, allow me to paint a self-portrait......" Slen danced again this time.

Then, in the astonishment of Jiang Fei and Shao Jingyue, this person actually dragged out a suitcase from the shadows, set up an easel, took out paint, and made sure to paint seriously.

This......

Shao Jingyue couldn't help but turn her head to look at Jiang Fei, she was a little stunned: Is there something wrong with this person's brain?

Jiang Fei's face became more and more somber, he had never fought against Si Lun, but he had heard that this madman, once inspired to create, his own martial arts would break through more than two levels.

Isn't this an inspiration for creation......

It's a pity that Jiang Fei's current situation can't take the lead in attacking, he can only wait and see what happens.

Si Lun's expression was extremely excited, and his movements were also very fast, and after about ten or twenty minutes, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief, opened his mouth again, and bit the paintbrush in his mouth, and then, with a hard pull, the canvas suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Fei and the others.

From Jiang Fei's point of view, "This ......" is undoubtedly an oil painting or an impressionist oil painting.

But what the hell is this? In Jiang Fei's opinion, this is simply a casual graffiti for a beginner in oil painting, and the little white paint dotted on the blue background, even if it is a starry sky?

Damn, you Si Lun, you are really ashamed of that great painter Si Lun......

Si Lun held a paintbrush in one hand and his face was full of sneer: "How is it?" I can draw it. Of course, this painting is not finished yet, I forgot to bring the red paint today! ”

This guy ......

"Wait a minute, I just need to pour the blood of the god Osiris into it, and this painting will thrive, ho-ho......"

"Damn! Can a painting still thrive? You've simply become an actuarial painter. Jiang Fei said in his heart.

"You wait, I'll come and perfect my drawing...... he said, he actually held the painting in one hand, the brush in the other, and the other lightly, and pounced on him.

Here it comes! Jiang Fei finally felt the pressure.

He had just used the other party's time to paint and run the "Eight Desolations and Liuhe True Scripture", accumulating the true qi in his body little by little in a "dripping" method.

Fortunately, the other party does not play cards according to the routine, if the other party comes up to slash and kill, whether they can resist a move and a half is another matter.

A cover of the canvas, a "curtain on the ground", makes people's eyes dark, in the dark, the brush is like a sharp blade, straight through.

Don't underestimate his brush, according to incomplete statistics, there are no less than 100 people who have died under Slen's brush, and under the infusion of Geniel, the blade of that paintbrush can even pierce a steel plate of a certain thickness.

Jiang Fei didn't dare to slack off, his fist gloves had already been put on, riveting his strength, flashing, smashing, "bang", the fist gloves smashed on the paintbrush, sonorous sound, as if two metal weapons collided, this situation, if a bystander saw it, it would inevitably be startled.

The paintbrush conjured up a few pen flowers, and pointed out the vital points on Jiang Fei's body, Jiang Fei fought and retreated, and when it was really thrilling, he punched again to stir up the opponent's brush.

It's a pity that this purely defensive situation didn't last long, and under the shroud of "curtain heaven and earth", one was careless, and the other party suddenly got up and kicked to the ground.

"Damn!" After returning to the city, Jiang Fei was so embarrassed for the first time, and what made him even more helpless was that the internal force that he had just accumulated by using the method of dripping and leaking had almost been lost at this time, and the other party's attack obviously had no intention of ending.

Si Lun defeated the dark world master known as the "Grim Reaper", and his excitement was beyond words.

"Hahaha, Osiris, you didn't expect you to have such a day, did you?"

"Today, it can be called 'the day of the slaughter of the gods'! With that, I'm full of enthusiasm for creation again, and I can't wait to sit down and paint a painting of "God Butcher", ho-ho-ho-ho-"

This guy went crazy again, Jiang Fei really didn't have the slightest doubt that he would sit down immediately and make another painting or something, but this didn't happen.

In the next second, Si Lun sneered: "Don't worry, I won't let you wait too long, I, Si Lun, want to use the most domineering trick to commemorate this trip to God Butcher, hahaha!" ”

Si Lun is so crazy on the surface, but he is not a real madman after all, when he was just accumulating strength, Jiang Fei was obviously injured, poisoned and weak, but after a round of waiting, he had accumulated a lot of strength, this situation, of course, would attract Si Lun's attention.

He would not allow this to happen a second time......

With that, Si Lun suddenly put away his brush, tore at the painting with both hands, and with a "hiss", the crumbs of the canvas covered the sky overhead, like a goddess scattering flowers.

Si Lun slapped both palms at the same time, and roared wildly: "Look at my big move: 'Star-Sky-'!" ”