I have to say that the Wind Sword Hao is quite a murderer, every time he goes down, there is death and no life, the knife is deadly, and he rarely misses, and the mutated forefeet are like an extended version of the scalpel, small and sharp, and even have a metallic dazzling reflection! Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not only the ringing horse leader, but even Zhuo Wen, the owner, couldn't imagine that this mosquito would be so thirsty for killing, whether it was diving forward or swinging backwards, every movement was almost to get close to the enemy and kill it, not just to dodge!

Forward is to kill, dodge while still being able to dance the wind like a double knife to take the enemy's head, a coherent action, just like the wind swordsman in the online game in the previous life, showing off the people around him, this kind of computing power can be called a close demon, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a first-class assassin!

Zhuo Wen only felt embarrassed, but fortunately this little guy can be self-aware, otherwise let Zhuo Wen control it himself, and he may not be able to exert half of its efficiency, after all, the coherence of the Wind Sword is too amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is dazzling, but fortunately, the Wind Sword Hao and Zhuo Wen have the same mind, once it wants to perform any action, Zhuo Wen can grasp the information in advance, and he is not a complete puppet master.

Extreme killing also has a price, that is, the amount of painting consumed will increase accordingly, and fortunately, Zhuo Wenlan is enough, otherwise he will really be unable to support this consumption rate of the Wind Sword Hao.

Watching the brothers who came together fall one after another, the head of the horse only felt a cold sweat, in fact, he could see that this new young painter was not a great painter at all, if it was really a great painter, there was no need for such a dazzling killing method, just crush their strength like a bulldozer, although this mosquito-like painting spirit does have superb killing methods, but there is still a big gap in strength compared to the painting spirit of the great painter.

Xiangma Touzi felt that Zhuo Wen was very likely to be a genius who had comprehended the dual-purpose in advance, after all, this kind of thing was not without precedent, as for why this kid would not be affected by the Lost Incense, Xiangma Touzi did not think that he had taken the antidote in advance like himself and others, but could only understand that Zhuo Wen's mental strength was outstanding, or that he had wrapped his body with painting in advance to resist the invasion of the medicinal powder.

After all, the lost incense is just a kind of magic medicine, it can't penetrate the protective cover of the painter, the reason why it is ineffective for the painter of the similar realm, is because the painter of the similar realm is always in the state of the painter's body, in this state, not to mention the powder, even the poisonous fangs of the poisonous snake cannot penetrate the painter's body.

The martial arts skills of the head of the wind seem to be good, and the few slashes that the Wind Sword Hao hurriedly gave did not threaten him, but even so, the head of the horse did not dare to be careless, and when he saw that the Wind Sword Hao wanted to attack him again, he suddenly pulled up the two corpses on the ground, and threw them at the Wind Sword Hao without leaving a brotherly face.

The Wind Sword Hao immediately danced with his two blades, and the sharp blade seemed to be able to cut through the air, and the two corpses facing him were instantly chopped into pieces in the air!

The bloody and indistinguishable mixture of limbs and internal organs all fell, and several small horses that were close to each other turned pale, and the timid ones were almost so frightened that their legs went weak and vomited on the spot, and all of a sudden, the entire herd of ringing horses was filled with a panic, and they couldn't help but retreat, after all, no one wanted to become a pile of minced meat that couldn't distinguish the parts in the next moment.

Originally, Zhuo Wen's display of superhuman strength should be a matter of joy for the Zhuo family painters, but when they looked up and saw his cruel and tyrannical killing methods, these painters couldn't help but look pale and sweat coldly.

Although this world does not advocate benevolence, righteousness and kindness, this kind of killing method is still too cruel and extreme, not only is it crazy, it is already a bit of a trend of going crazy!

is the so-called "looking at the painting spirit, looking at the painter", from the bloodthirsty painting spirit of the wind sword, everyone can guess that Zhuo Wen's heart is probably also a personality with three wrong views, after all, normal people really can't do this kind of infiltrating thing.

In fact, Zhuo Wen was really misunderstood, he didn't dare to say whether his three views were correct or not, but he definitely didn't have the elegance of a broken corpse, this was just the personal fighting style of the Wind Sword Hao, and he couldn't control it. Although Zhuo Wen can forcibly control the Wind Swordman, if he deprives the Wind Sword Hero of control in this case, it will be as stupid as removing the platinum god and replacing it with a bronze rookie to come to power when playing the game, and Zhuo Wen can't do this kind of self-destructive future.

"This young man has a tyrannical mentality, and his methods are extremely cruel, if he can't read the saint's scriptures diligently and cultivate his self-cultivation, I'm afraid that he will fall into the devil's path and destroy his future in the future. An old painter shook his head and sighed.

Another qualified painter also lamented the indignation of the world: "If you just treat painting as a pure tool for killing, then it is really inferior, the painter and ink artist should have the Sven mentality of Hanlin Zimo, and should take it as his responsibility to study the way of painting and carry forward the spirit of the Holy Ancestors.

Zhuo Jie is a proud person, he was originally a little unwilling to be in the limelight at Zhuo Wen's moment, thinking that if he hadn't been lost in the incense, where would it be his turn to Zhuo Wen to become the savior? Seeing that someone around him was talking about Zhuo Wen, he also stepped in, as if Zhuo Wen should not be a critic.

Looking at the people around her who were talking about literature and Taoism behind others, Zhuo Ting couldn't help it anymore, but smiled coldly: "However, we are now saved by this kind of depraved demon Dao, who has incorrect views and uses painting as a pure tool for killing!"

As soon as the words came out, the audience was silent, but they looked at each other, and when they came back to their senses, everyone found that there were fewer and fewer enemies around them, and most of them flocked to Zhuo Wen's battlefield, it can be said that Zhuo Wen was fighting alone with a whole herd of ringing horses, and those of them who survived safely, but behind the person who saved a regiment of themselves, he complained about right and wrong, don't care if he said it right or wrong, first of all, this posture of standing and talking without backache is not a benevolent and righteous act.

Everyone bowed their heads and stopped talking, Zhuo Jie pouted even more, his face was full of shame, anyone can speak, the key is to have something to say, imagine if Zhuo Wen didn't turn the tide, would they have the opportunity to talk about others?

Seeing more and more people surrounding him, Zhuo Wen suddenly felt that Alexander, fortunately, his painting talent capacity was three times that of ordinary painters of the same level, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to hold on for so long, after all, the consumption of the Wind Sword Hao is too amazing, and if it is replaced by an ordinary copying level 7, I am afraid that the painting talent will be drained at this moment.

"Drink!" There are constantly ringing horses launching surprise attacks on Zhuo Wen, obviously they prefer to come to Zhuo Wen for trouble than fighting with the Wind Sword Hero, after all, how to say that painters have a close weakness, but this is just a close weakness compared to ordinary painters? Zhuo Wen has already overcome it!

Since Long Aotian absorbed the essence blood of the Wolf King, Zhuo Wen, the master, has also received some feedback, and now his physical fitness is comparable to that of a high-level martial artist, but whenever someone comes to find fault, he will either die in the white tiger's angry claws under his crotch, or die on his fist!

In fact, the influence of Lost Incense on Zhuo Wen is not very long, just when he found out that he had been tricked, in fact, he had already begun to order Xiao Bai Face to "take drugs" for himself, not only poison, as long as it is all foreign elements, it can be absorbed by Xiao Bai Face, so at the moment, it is not only the Wind Sword Hao, Zhuo Wen himself also maintains combat effectiveness, if he underestimates him because of this, he will also have to pay the price of his life!

Although Zhuo Wen's skills are not as bold and neat as the Wind Sword, it is also quite tricky for the horses, because they never expected that a mere painter would have such a terrifying hand-to-hand combat ability, and when he was moving, he could even be distracted and manipulate the painting spirit at the same time, which is simply incredible! Fighting with this kind of painter who can write and martial arts, the horses really feel haggard. (To be continued.) )