When Mo Feng rushed under the huge old locust tree, it was already close to dusk. The sun is thin, and the dim light shines on this desolate land, and the combination of light and shadow makes this place seem particularly unreal, and everything is like a phantom.

Mo Feng got off the horse and stepped forward to gently stroke the vicissitudes of the giant tree. At this moment, "quack" made two strange calls, and a crow landed on the branch at the top of the tree, combing its black and shiny feathers.

Not long after, the second, the third... Tenth, crows kept coming from afar, and landed in flocks on the branches and tops of old trees. In the end, the whole tree was full of crows, and countless pairs of blood-red eyes stared at Mo Feng under the tree, and the noise made his heart jump suddenly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

It's not simple, it's weird, bleak and ominous. For some reason, Mo Feng felt threatened, and he couldn't help but hold the sword at his waist.

His worries were not superfluous, before Mo Feng's frost dragon sword was pulled out, a crow took the lead, and then more than a hundred crows in the tree followed closely and swooped down towards Mo Feng. The white frost sword cold flashed all over the sky, Mo Feng's sword was like thunder, and each sword light immediately shattered a crow, and the crow did not fall but turned into black smoke and disappeared.

Mo Feng's swordsmanship brought out the essence of the Leopard School's swordsmanship, and when the moves exploded, he saw that the shadows of the hundred swords were conjuring, and a thousand white lights flashed, slashing the large area of dark "crow" sea layer by layer, as if blooming the most brilliant dance in the darkest midnight.

However, there were too many crows after all, and the attacks became more and more fierce, and Mo Feng fought and left. At a glance, I saw that behind the old locust tree was indeed a cave. Mo Feng didn't have time to think about it, he made a sword with his right hand, and a blazing fire erupted from his left hand.

The crows were frightened by the sudden flames, and the attack was immediately relieved. Mo Feng took the opportunity to roll on the ground and slipped into the cave where he couldn't see his fingers. The crows had no target, hovered in the air for half a moment, and then gradually dispersed.

This must be the cave mentioned in the note, Mo Feng thought to himself. He moved deeper and deeper into the cavern to discover its secrets.

Mo Feng crossed the stone road, and in the wooden door at the first fork in front, there was a sound of talking, and he leaned closer and listened carefully.

"I heard that another sister has joined us. "It's an old, snarky voice, impressive.

"Yes, you're going to love her. She was also a poor person who was heartbroken by the world. Our team will grow again. The goddess of the night will bring her to us through rituals. Another yin and yang voice sounded.

Mo Feng knew that the two people inside were the so-called "Sisterhood", and he immediately kicked open the wooden door to see where they were.

The two people inside disappointed Mo Feng, there were not terrible and terrifying monsters here as he imagined, but two old women who looked extremely ordinary with their bodies lying around.

The two old women had old, ugly faces, nails longer than fingers, and a black ragged cape that obscured most of their white, flabby, patchy bodies, and crow's black feathers stuck to their shawls. They also carried a wooden cane with various bone ornaments hanging from it. The two of them sat on the other side of the long table in the room, looking at Mo Feng who broke in in shock.

One of them cursed viciously: "You mortal who dares to trespass into our holy meeting place, the goddess of the night will give you the most terrible revenge in His way!"

Mo Feng smiled disdainfully: "Before your goddess takes revenge on me, you should first taste the judgment of yourself." ”

The frost dragon sword suddenly appeared, and the two old women stood up in fright, and they couldn't help but retreat.

Mo Feng rushed forward with his sword, and halfway through, an old woman shook her body wildly, and countless black feathers fell. As soon as she sent it forward, those feathers burst through the air as if they had a soul, stabbing at Mo Feng's vital points.

Mo Feng had already taken precautions, and the frost dragon in his hand swirled sharply, "Dang, dang, dang..."

"You 'ghost women' really have two hits. Mo Feng revealed his identity in one word, they are indeed the monsters after the disaster-ghost woman.

The Oni Woman is a humanoid monster of crude and low magic, and in the fantasy world, humans can be transformed into a Ghost Woman through rituals to gain the opportunity to use lowly magic, and this bad habit is apparently brought here by them.

The Sisterhood is the organization of these ghost women, and they also expand their strength by attracting lowly people into the association, but after all, they are only not in the stream.

The ghost woman of the Sisterhood also created the martial arts of "Black Feather Dart" through the inspiration of the martial arts secret weapon of the world of rivers and lakes. The black feather dart is a crow feather as an extremely powerful and poisonous hidden weapon, which is played with hand strength or magic power, although it is not quenched, but it is cast with black magic, which makes the dart sufferer. This dart throwing technique, the people of the sorority are in the same line, and the end is unexpected and unpredictable.

The two ghost women kept sending out the black feathers on their cloaks, and the feathers were like sharp arrows piercing through the air and launching from different directions. Mo Feng's long sword danced rapidly, constantly parrying and resisting, he also knew that this feather was powerful, and he didn't want to mess with half a point, and the black feather that fell quickly turned into dust.

After all, a feather broke through Mo Feng's defense line and scratched the back of his hand. The moment it was scratched, the feather vanished, but the black magic on it worked.

Mo Feng's heart was instantly knocked down by a sudden fear, his sword turned into a poisonous snake, and the two weak ghost women became the most terrifying ghosts in the world. Mo Feng hurriedly threw down his long sword, looked at them helplessly and frightened, hugged his shoulders with both hands, and trembled.

The two ghost women giggled and took out their daggers and stepped forward, ready to turn out this "coward". When Mo Feng saw them coming over, he exclaimed, "Don't come here!"

In a hurry, Mo Feng used internal force to protect his body, urging the bright internal strength in his body. The divine power of that internal strength immediately wandered through the eight veins of Mo Feng's strange meridians, and he was everywhere around his body.

The fear caused by black magic is an evil force after all, and it becomes vulnerable in front of the power of the holy and bright sun god, and is instantly dissolved and broken by its power.

The terror gradually dissipated, and Mo Feng regained his senses, but he looked at the two people who were approaching, but he still pretended to be a mouse and saw a cat, but the corners of his mouth showed a hint of cunning.

Just when the two ghost women approached and raised their daggers to stab down, Mo Feng grabbed his right hand, and the sword flew in response, penetrating the body of one of the ghost women, and the ghost woman was killed immediately.

As soon as Mo Feng got the Frost Dragon Sword, he got up and swept angrily, and the tip of the sword cut the throat of the ghost woman who raised the dagger. She covered her neck with her hands, and there was blood in the depths, and finally she couldn't stand it anymore and fell to the ground and died.