Chapter Twenty-Nine: Murderous Intent Soars to the Sky, and the Spirit is Wolf

The sarcasm of the stone statue made Cheng Yun ashamed, and Zhang Zifeng's feelings for him made him unable to reciprocate.

"It's hard to give up lovesickness, infatuation and greed for love in the world!" the stone statue seemed to be moved by her and sighed.

"Little girl, as long as you are willing to slash this cowardly man, I am willing to let you go, how about it?"

Cheng Yun was overjoyed and shouted in his heart: "Promise, promise quickly."

"No", Zhang Zifeng's tone was resolute.

"This stupid girl, why did she refuse."

Cheng Yun was in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to agree for her, forgetting that the other party's condition was to kill him.

"Originally, for the sake of you being as stupid as Ben Niangniang, I would give you a chance, but since you don't know how to grasp it, then, this seat will let you see how you killed your lover yourself. ”

"No!

Zhang Zifeng was stunned word by word, struggling hard, the method of kowtowing no longer worked, she curled, except for the corners of her eyes, the other six orifices also began to bleed.

The mental battle is silent, but it is the most dangerous thing.

As time passed, more and more blood flowed from Zhang Zifeng's seven orifices, her black and bright hair began to gradually turn white, and wrinkles began to climb up her cheeks.

"No, ah, damn it!!

Cheng Yun looked angry and his eyes were split!!

He hated, hated his incompetence, so that Zhang Zifeng was tortured like this!

He hates, hates himself for being cowardly, so that he will be controlled by a little charm power!

He has always been living a life of getting by, even if he has supreme law, even if he has countless immortal fruits, in fact, he has always been just an ordinary person, and he has never transformed spiritually.

Now he doesn't want to do this anymore, Zhang Zifeng has done this for him as a girl, does he still have to be confused?

"No, I can't go on like this, Zifeng girl, wait for me, uncle will definitely save you, gargoyle, I must let you die." ”

He shouted desperately in his heart, desperately running "Nine Turns of Battle Yuan Gong", and his anger and killing intent soared into the sky.

Cheng Yun finally understood that everywhere, weakness is a sin, and cowardice is an original sin!

The battle intent in my heart is increasing little by little.

The heavy snow presses the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight!

No one shall be proud, but not without pride!

No matter whether the enemy you face is heaven or earth, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, you must resolutely fight to the end, even if you die, you must break the enemy's teeth.

"Kill, kill, kill!", at first, the voice only echoed in his throat.

"Kill, kill, kill!", the voice broke through the shackles of his throat and came to his lips.

"Kill, kill, kill!"!

The killing intent is soaring, and the fighting intent is rising!

Every cell in his body was condensing infinite battle intent, and his red eyes were spewing out a murderous aura like a substance, and the battle intent and murderous aura were intertwined, churning and circling like a small tornado, forming a blood-colored storm.

The "click" sound continued to sound, and the surrounding ice that had existed since ancient times was blown out of cracks by the storm.

The broken ice was engulfed by the storm, which increased the power of the storm even more, and so on.

The power of the storm became stronger and stronger, but it did not hurt Zhang Zifeng and the fat man in the slightest.

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At this moment, Cheng Yun is like a god of war, fighting the world, and like incarnating a killing god, slaughtering the common people.

The boundless battle intent rolled, the endless murderous aura permeated, and another essence like a wolf smoke manifested from him, like a pillar of smoke, rising up and soaring into the sky!

The generation of spirit wolf smoke requires a strong body and a resolute spirit.

It does not have a physical attack ability, but it can deal extremely strong damage to Divine Soul spells.

It is precisely the power of the stone statue that the charm is this kind of spell against the spirit.

From the moment his spiritual transformation was completed, the power that controlled his charm had been extinguished.

The storm swept towards the stone statue, and Cheng Yun flashed under his feet, came to Zhang Zifeng's side, and carefully hugged her into his arms.

There was no need for him to control it at all, and the essence wolf smoke on his body had automatically eliminated the charm power attached to Zhang Zifeng's body by the stone statue.

Finally taking back control of his body, Zhang Zifeng opened his eyes with difficulty.

Originally, a pair of watery, bright eyes had been stained with dirt at this time, and Cheng Yun felt a pain in his heart when he saw it.

"Ahem, uncle, am I ugly now", Zhang Zifeng asked weakly.

"How come, Purple Maple girl is a little fairy, you are the most beautiful in my heart."

Cheng Yun smiled, full of pity, carefully wiped the blood off her face, and then took out the Qiankun bag from his arms and took out a grape-shaped fairy fruit.

Gently stuffed it into her mouth, and coaxed softly: "Come, this is the Awakening Fruit, which is the most suitable for recovering the consumed spiritual power."

The Awakening Fruit melted in his mouth, and Zhang Zifeng finally recovered a little of his spirit.

I saw Cheng Yun take out a green heart-shaped fairy fruit from the Qiankun bag and hand it to her mouth, "Come, this is the Lingquan Fruit, which can replenish your lost vitality."

"Ah......h

Zhang Zifeng's face was flushed, and he opened his cherry mouth slightly shyly and waited for Cheng Yun to eat.

Smiling slightly, Cheng Yun, who was in a good mood, slowly fed the fairy fruit into her mouth.

Two immortal fruits, one to replenish Zhang Zifeng's spiritual power, and one to replenish her lost vitality.

Wrinkles have been smoothed out, hair has become black and beautiful again, and our little fairy is back.

"Uncle be careful"!

Delighted, Zhang Zifeng caught a glimpse of the fat man with a hideous face and raised his casserole-sized fist towards Cheng Yun's head, and hurriedly reminded him.

"Don't worry", Cheng Yun comforted: "I believe in fat people".

Stone statues can control their bodies and affect their spirits, but they can't control their consciousness.

Sure enough, the fat man's punch looked fierce, but in fact he was weak and powerless, without a trace of cultivation, Cheng Yun casually raised his hand, and easily blocked it.

As soon as he pulled the fat man to his side, he was affected by the spirit of wolf smoke, and the fat man himself got rid of the influence of the power of charm.

"I'm sorry Brother Cheng, I'm sorry Zifeng girl, I..."

The fat man was ashamed, although he was controlled, his consciousness was also clear, so what "himself" did was naturally clearly seen.

"What's hypocritical, it's not your fault, if you really want to apologize, I have to apologize to you first, it was 'I' who hurt you first. ”

"Uncle is right, fat brother, don't be hypocritical, blame this stone statue if you want to blame, we were all controlled by him at that time. ”

Zhang Zifeng also opened his mouth to comfort the fat man, so as not to make him feel guilty.

It could be seen that the fat man was not feeling good in his heart, so Cheng Yun planned to divert his attention.

"Come, fatty, arrange a job for you, your main task now is to protect this girl and don't let her get hurt again, you know?"