The witch lifted her wrinkled face, cracked her mouth and said to the red scorpion, "If one of us dies in the Golden Leaf, then the other three must die, hahaha." ”

The blue light point of the scepter in the witch's hand became stronger and stronger, and although Li Siwen remained standing, his eyes became more and more sluggish, and his body was a little stiff, as if he was being controlled by something.

On the side, Li Minghe and Zhou Zhao looked like they were already asleep.

In the dense black fog, Li Siwen's body involuntarily walked towards the edge of the woods on the riverbank.

It's just that his movement of lifting his feet with every step seems a little mechanical.

It was as if there were countless threads pulling his body around.

The witch hiding in the woods smiled, and she moved her body, wrapped in a black cloak, from behind a large tree.

The witch's slow pace, combined with her ericket body, made her look like a slow-moving beetle.

The silk thread emitted from the scepter in his hand pulled Li Siwen towards her step by step.

The red scorpion on the side couldn't understand it, and said: "Even if you have completely controlled this Chinese man, why don't you remove the prohibition under his feet and let him sink into the water and drown?" ”

"Old scorpion, you think he's too stupid. No illusion can cause the body to be greatly stimulated, because then the huge stimulus will forcibly free the body from the illusion. ”

"Okay, as long as he comes ashore, I'll kill him with one move, so that he doesn't have a chance to live." The red scorpion shook its mechanical scorpion tail, and his eyes were full of hatred for Li Siwen.

The witch looked at the Chinese man who had been deeply immersed in illusion, walked in front of the red scorpion with a smile, and said, "Old scorpion, it's too cheap to kill him, I'm going to let him kill himself, or kill him slowly with a knife." ”

The grim smile, combined with the witch's wrinkled face, made the woman even more terrifying.

Li Siwen, who had already walked ashore step by step, looked at the witch with dull eyes.

The witch seemed to see the prey she had been waiting for for a long time, and she couldn't wait to move her position, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived at Li Siwen's side.

The witch recited the spell, and Li Siwen followed the spell in the witch's mouth, and the light of the Qingtian Sword in his hand became dim, looking like an ordinary sword.

The sharp blade that was sharp before is completely gone, like a blunt weapon, with no lethality.

And this is what the witch wants, she wants Li Siwen to fall deep into the Dead Sea, treat her body as a wood that can be cut, and let Li Siwen hold a blunt sword in her hand and cut the flesh on her body one by one.

There was no pain in the illusion.

Those trapped in the illusion must cut off the last piece of flesh from their bodies in order to get out of the illusion, and then the severe pain will pull the awake person into death.

The witch loved to see this trick of killing herself, and she even couldn't wait to see the picture of Li Siwen cutting off the first piece of flesh.

Li Siwen raised the Qingtian Sword in his hand and aimed it at his chest.

The witch stared at Li Siwen's eyes, looking at Li Siwen's cloudy eyes with great satisfaction.

"Cut it, cut it, and you won't feel any pain after you cut it."

"Cut, cut."

The witch's demagogic voice has been lingering in Li Siwen's ears, and she believes that soon this strong man of China will die in her hands.

Her illusion is one of the best in the entire Western country, and she once broke the attack of the 3,000 army with a single illusion, and the army in the 3,000 elite army. People, all killed.

Isn't it easy to use an illusion that can kill more than 3,000 people to deal with an ordinary Huaguo martial artist?

Suddenly, at the moment when Li Siwen was about to stab down, Li Siwen's eyes changed.

The Qingtian Sword in his hand was magnificent, piercing the witch's heart, and his left hand drew a forbidden talisman on the back of the witch's neck, which was invalid once it was attached to the witch's teleportation technique.

"You didn't fall for my illusion?" The witch was surprised to discover this fact.

"With your three-legged cat's illusion, can you still trap me? If I don't pretend to be a little bit like this, how can I make you take the bait, what you witchcraft clan are best at is to hide in Tibet and not lure you out, how can I kill you? ”

"You think you're going to kill me? Young man, you underestimate my old woman too much. ”

The witch smiled at the corner of her mouth, a punctured heart was not a big harm to their witch, as long as she was freed from the forbidden technique, she could heal all the injuries on her body in a few minutes.

The witch was trapped in place, and several times her figure appeared translucent, and was forcibly pulled back to her original form.

Even more to control her forbidden technique, I am afraid that few people in the world can do it, because the basic requirement of the forbidden technique is that the caster must be much higher in strength than the party that undertakes the forbidden technique.

Only when the disparity in the strength of the two people grows, can the prohibition technique completely control the other party.

And now the witch is feeling completely controlled.

"Boy, who are you?"

The witch asked in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Tongzhou, Li Changsheng, I've already said it."

The witch's heart began to bleed at this time, her body was controlled by Li Siwen's forbidden technique, she couldn't move at all, and the blood in her heart was being eaten away by Li Siwen's Qingtian Sword.

The sword light of the Blue Sky Sword is changing from cyan to red, and you must know that the blood of the wizard is of great help in refining the sword spirit.

"Let me go, I will give you all the things you want, gold, silver, money, reputation and status, I can satisfy you, as long as you let me go."

The witch pleaded.

"Let you go, it can't be."

A simple sentence shattered the witch's hope of survival.

"However, you like to watch others so much and kill yourself, then let you try the fun of killing yourself."

The pupils of Li Siwen's eyes began to rotate, and the witch looked at Li Siwen's eyes, her mouth wide open, and a frightened expression, as if she had fallen into some terrible scene, and she couldn't extricate herself.

Magic.

Heh, Li Siwen laughed in his heart, these tricks are all things he played rotten, how could he be fooled.

When he realized that the moonlight was not proportional to the thickness of the fog on the river, he knew that part of the fog rising from the river was a witch's illusion.

What about the witch who is one of the best in the West, the witch who once killed the royal cavalry by illusion?

Li Siwen pulled out the Qingtian Sword from the witch's chest, and the witch's body immediately became shriveled.

With a thud, the witch's body burned into a cyan flame, burning her body clean.

It wasn't until this scene that the red scorpion, who had been standing behind the witch, reacted, the witch was dead, but the Chinese surnamed Li was alive anyway.