The wind shook the leaves and made rustling sounds, like a group of panicked animals.

There is an oppressive sense of slaughter in the air, and the slightest step into this area will make one feel a sense of suffocation as if a boulder weighed down on the chest.

Wu Jian stood still in place, his body did not move, only a pair of black eyes were constricted into a line, staring at Yuan Chen deadly, his sharp eyes were like a hunter staring at his prey, looking for an opportunity to strike. After being silent for a long time, Wu Jian finally made a move, only to see his figure flashing, like a flash of wind, as if he had crossed the space in an instant, and in the next moment, he approached Yuan Chen, and the speed was so fast that it was no longer possible to track with the naked eye. Wu Jian's left hand and two fingers aimed at Yuan Chen's chest, and stabbed out, and there was an extremely shining and sharp star spot on the fingertips, like the sharpest tip of a long sword.

"Yuanchen, I'd like to learn your strength, Sharp Finger Sharp Star. ”

Yuanchen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Wu Jian who was approaching in an instant, but he saw his offensive clearly, and immediately the corners of his mouth cracked, setting off a grim chuckle, as cold as a sword blade.

"Okay, then please ask the gentleman for advice. ”

After speaking, Yuan Chen's feet were a little bit of the ground, as light as a dragonfly in water, and his toes were only stained with some dust, and it seemed that he didn't use any strength, but the speed at which his body retreated was amazing, and it was on par with the speed of Wu Jian's attack.

With a single click, there is such a speed, which shows the horror of Yuanchen's strength.

Yuanchen's body retreated sharply, and in an instant, he withdrew hundreds of meters away, and when he retreated, Yuanchen stretched out his right hand, shook it lightly in the air, and made a gesture of holding a pen with his fingers, and a delicate paintbrush appeared between his fingers.

The paintbrush, which is exactly Yuanchen's mental image, belongs to the category of utensils and tools. And the ability of the brush is naturally to paint, Yuan Chen can inject the painted things into Wu Yao and materialize them, turning them into real objects.

Yuanchen held a paintbrush in his right hand, using the sky as the drawing paper, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the complicated pen order had thousands of strokes, but it was completed in an instant under his right hand.

I saw that in the sky, with the swift movement of Yuanchen's brush, a crimson behemoth suddenly appeared, with a red body five or six meters long, the blood-red body was covered with scales glowing with strange red light, and there was a very hideous lion head, revealing sharp fangs, and there were two sky-high antlers on the lion's head, glowing with red blood light, looking at this form, it was very similar to the posture of a unicorn.

"Blood Kirin. After painting this object, Yuanchen said with satisfaction.

The blood unicorn appeared in the air, with a roar that shook the sky, it turned into a real thing, just like a newborn baby, sending out the first cheer of life, the sun shined, the red light was shining, the blood unicorn jumped down from the air, an invisible coercion, like a landslide, covered the ground, so that Wu Jian's face trembled.

"Qilin, it's the first time I've seen this kind of living thing!" looked at the Blood Qilin with some appreciation, but the fierce body was also full of magical beauty, Wu Jian sighed softly.

Looking at the blood qilin, Wu Jian's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and from a distance of more than ten meters, Wu Jian smelled a strong smell of blood.

"It smells of blood, but where does it come from?"

But Wu Jian didn't have time to think about this strange smell of blood, because the blood qilin had already rushed down towards him, only to see the red light in the blood qilin's eyes, and the huge beast claws suddenly brought up a strong wind, smashing down on Wu Jian's body, the beast claws cut through the air, and a rapid and sharp sound was heard, like a howling cold wind.

Looking at the beast claw of the blood unicorn, the huge claw shadow actually enveloped Wu Jian's entire body, and there was a great tendency to engulf it, Wu Jian's eyes were full of cold light, and the two fingers of his left hand suddenly turned the direction of the sprint, stabbing upward, facing the beast claw of the blood qilin.

"Wow ......"

The left hand finger pierced straight into the unicorn's claw, like a small nail inserted into it, but this "nail" is small in shape, but its momentum is extremely sharp, from the point inserted by the finger, instantly rushed up a strong light, dozens of zhang, it was actually the claw that penetrated the blood unicorn. "Poof", as if squeezing through a water balloon, a large amount of bright red liquid exploded, splashing Wu Jian's body, Wu Jian's body seemed to have fallen into a red dye vat, all red, and there was an extremely strong and fishy smell of blood.

After that light penetrated the beast's claws, it shot out in all directions, like a dazzling firework, bursting in the air, and countless scattered rays of light instantly shot towards the Blood Qilin. The Blood Qilin's body was pierced by countless strong lights, and he wailed in pain, and a violent roar was like thunder, shaking the woods below continuously, and the ground was faintly shaking.

Wu Jian's face was very solemn, he smelled the bright red liquid on his body, and when he sniffed it, it turned out to be human blood. The blood unicorn is the thing drawn by Yuanchen, how can there be human blood in the body? Could it be......

Shocked in his heart, Wu Jian's face suddenly became gloomy, and he immediately stared at Yuan Chen, and shouted sharply, "You actually use human blood to paint!"

Hearing this, Yuan Chen smiled instead, very eerie and terrifying, like a bleak demon, "Hehe, this is my carefully blended ink, and the materials used are human blood and heart. Don't you think it's the most beautiful color in the world? I've tried all kinds of materials, but none of them are as bright red as human blood. ”

"Red is the most brilliant color I have ever seen, and with people's sincerity, the painting is the most real, the most beautiful! The most beautiful color and the most real heart, this is the best ink!"

Yuanchen closed his eyes slightly, raised his nose, and sniffed the smell of blood in the air, this smell made him intoxicated, fascinated, and even more inspired.

"You're a ...... Perverted ......" Wu Jian touched the human blood on his face and said with disgust. Knock dong .dodoxs.

After a while, Yuanchen opened his eyes and looked at the blood qilin full of holes, there was no pity in his eyes, but he looked at the blood qilin all blood-red, and Yuanchen's gaze became even more intense.

Immediately, Yuan Chen raised his right hand and with a wave of his brush, the hole on the blood qilin's body was instantly healed, and the beast claws that had been shattered by Wu Jianfeng's fingers before also returned to their original state.

The blood unicorn is an object in the painting, and if it is damaged, it can naturally be repaired with a paintbrush, just like a retouch.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood Qilin recovered as before, without a single scar at all.

"Roar ......" roared, shaking the sky, heralding the rebirth of the Blood Qilin.

Looking at the reborn Blood Qilin, Wu Jian's face was solemn, and he said in his heart, "If it goes on like this, it will be endless!"

yes, it's endless, and the purpose of this painting is to hold you back!

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the woods a hundred meters away, like a ghost. He was dressed in a white robe, not stained with a trace of dust, and a blood-red and dazzling word "ghost" was printed on the corner of his clothes. Looking at his appearance again, he looks exactly the same as Yuanchen.

Two Yuanchen? No, there is only one Yuanchen.

The real Yuanchen stood in the woods in the distance, separated by a distance of 100 meters, watching Wu Jian fight with another "self" from a distance, and the "Yuanchen" who fought was the object he painted.

The corners of his mouth raised a chuckle, and Yuan Chen said a little proudly, "Hehe, the once famous Tiance generals are just like this? I didn't even recognize the painting I painted, and you are now in my painting." ”

As he spoke, Yuan Chen looked at the picture of Wu Jian's fight with "himself", and then raised his right hand, from top to bottom, and made a paper rolling motion, as his right hand rolled down, the scene in his sight turned into a painting and was collected in Yuan Chen's hand.

Yuan Chen unfolded the scroll and admired Wu Jian who was still fighting in the painting, Wu Jian's figure kept flashing, launching a rapid attack on the blood unicorn, causing the whole picture to produce layers of turbulent ripples, like a lake that had been blown by the wind, and could not be calmed down for a long time.

However, the more Wu Jian fought so hard, the more the real Yuanchen wanted to laugh, as if Wu Jian was the actor on the stage, performing for the audience with all his heart.

"Wu Jian, Wu Jian, you can stay in the painting for the time being. I can't let you get in the way of my mission, and when that person comes to Jiang Guo, I will naturally hand you over to her. ”

After speaking, Yuanchen rolled up the painting and put it on his waist.

Whether to kill Wu Jian or not to kill him, this distressing question, Yuanchen chose not to kill, he thought of a way, first painted a fake body, and then tempted him into his painting and imprisoned him in the painting.

In this way, Yuanchen can carry out tasks in Jiang Country with peace of mind.

At this time, after seeing Yuanchen put away the painting, a charming shadow appeared in the woods, and then there was a faint fragrance of magnolia flowers, as if there was nothing, like a flower blooming in an invisible place in the forest.

The girl walked towards Yuanchen with easy steps, her steps were very light, like a butterfly landing on a flower, just like her name, Su Buying.

Su Buying clapped her little hands, her smiling face was full, and her charming little face exuded a charming aroma that charmed people's hearts.

"Hehe, Lord Yuanchen is really powerful, even Wu Jian was imprisoned in the painting by you. ”

Looking at such a beautiful girl walking in front of him, Yuanchen's face moved slightly, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised his right hand, touched Su Buying's white chin like snow, and then suddenly pulled her towards him.

Su Buying's little face was a little panicked, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, but she revealed a terrifying beauty.

Yuanchen's knife-like eyes, staring at Su Buying's exquisite face, as if tasting a delicate flower, he gently sniffed the fragrance of the girl's body, and then said in his hoarse and deep voice

"What a beautiful face! I wonder what kind of red heart can be under such a beautiful face? ”

Yuanchen said intoxicatedly, as if looking at a pot of wine that had been sealed for a long time, and there was a faint fragrance from the mouth of the pot, which made people can't wait to lift the red cloth at the mouth of the pot and taste the mellow aroma of the wine.