Chapter 1447

"I almost died this time..."

Bo Anzhi walked in the city, using the paintbrush to paint on the wound.

Miraculous things happened, and the wound gradually disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a figure in front of him.

Bo Anzhi sneered: "It's you?"

"it's me."

Lin Hong approached, and the distance between the two was less than ten meters.

"I'm still wondering which thief is so courageous, and dared to come here to steal things, so it was you." Bo Anzhi twisted his neck.

"I'm not stealing, it's fair and square."

With a thoughtful smile on Lin Hong's face, after he finished speaking, he appeared with a knife in his hand to kill him.

Bo Anzhi pondered for a moment: "We don't need to be enemies."

"But, I'm not interested."

After Lin Hong finished speaking, he disappeared instantly.

Bo Anzhi secretly thought that something was wrong, and instantly summoned two monsters from the ground, and then began to paint.

Lin Hong smiled lightly: "Don't you know that no matter how many there are, it's not worth mentioning in front of me?"

After he finished speaking, he violently released the killing body, blood-red murderous aura permeated the air, and soon, the entire city was covered.

"What?"

The lord of the undead, who was rushing back to the city of the undead, stopped in his tracks.

He looked at the murderous city and clenched his fists: "It's him, it must be him!"

The murderer who killed his own son!

"I can't forgive you..."

The lord of the undead was angry and started to turn back.

...

...

"The man is coming back." The demon's voice was heavy.

"how long will it takes?"

Lin Hong pondered for a while before asking, frowning slightly, he did not expect the Lord of the Undead to respond so quickly.

The demon said, "Up to three minutes."

"enough."

Lin Hong disappeared in place in an instant, came behind Bo Anzhi, and swung the saber in his hand.

Countless monsters were melted, and there was no time to help.

"You really beat me." Bo Anzhi's eyes cleared up, and he blocked the attack with a paintbrush.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Lin Hong smiled lightly.

Indeed, his own killing body is very restrained to him, especially when the murderous aura is so strong.

No matter how many monsters there are, there will only be fly ash left in the end.

With great force, Bo Anzhi flicked away the evil knife he had chopped off, and then swung down the paintbrush.

The pain came.

Lin Hong's eyes widened, he stepped back again and again, and looked down, a huge scar had already formed.

Bo Anzhi's expression did not change.

Lin Hong smiled lightly: "Sure enough, he is a master."

Even if the ability of painting is excluded, he can be regarded as a master on the same level as the Lord of the Undead.

"Die here."

After Bo Anzhi finished speaking, he pressed forward step by step, the paintbrush in his hand danced rapidly, and the afterimages were like little snakes.

Just when he was about to be attacked.

Lin Hong's body suddenly burst into strong sunlight.

Bo Anzhi subconsciously closed his eyes, was severely injured, and angrily scolded: "What's going on?"

"You fell for it."

After Lin Hong finished speaking with a chuckle, he took out the Donghuang Bell, covered it directly, then dragged it away, all the way to the treasure house, and dissipated the murderous aura at the same time.

Inside the treasury.

"I will be defeated by you." Bo Anzhi looked at Lin Hong outside the Donghuang Bell.

"Don't underestimate anyone... From now on, I hope you can keep quiet."

After Lin Hong finished speaking, he closed his eyes and waited quietly.

After a while, Bo Anzhi felt that the timing was right, so he took out the paintbrush, intending to use the previous method to escape the golden cicada again.

"What do you want to do?" Just as the door was drawn, Lin Hong was already standing outside.

"You have to give me some healing medicine?"

After pondering for a moment, Bo Anzhi said, as an unborn master, he is actually very poor, and he doesn't even have medicine to recover from his injuries.

Of course, a large part of it is because these medicines are very precious in the undead world.

Lin Hong pondered for a moment: "Yes."

He looked around, took out two recovery pills from the treasure in the treasury, and threw them into the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"..."

Bo Anzhi took the elixir in his hand and went back to sit cross-legged.

Lin Hong came to the drawn door and punched out, only to hear the bell ringing, the door disappeared immediately.

"Sure enough..." Lin Hong murmured softly, then turned to look at Bo Anzhi, "What does this pen in your hand have to do with the holy pen? It is one of the three sacred instruments, the holy pen."

"It doesn't matter."

Bo Anzhi said directly.

Seeing Lin Hong staring at him all the time, he couldn't help frowning: "I didn't lie to you, the two are basically two things."

"All right."

Lin Hong shrugged, hugged his shoulders and waited quietly.

When the time was almost up, he cut off the sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell and closed his mouth.

The Lord of the Undead has arrived in the city.

The reason why Lin Hong hid here with Bo Anzhi was because he was going to do something bad, and if he could get rid of any one, he would be one.

"He has already started looking for it," said the demon.

Lin Hong nodded, and sat down in the corner of the treasure house gate.

When people first come in, they will notice Bo Anzhi who is locked in the East Emperor Bell, and it is difficult to notice this corner.

At that time... directly solve the Lord of the Undead!

Inside the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Two dogs fight, play off?"

Bo Anzhi realized what he wanted to do, took the elixir, and recovered on his own.

It's useless to know, I'm too weak now, and I was only a narrow victory after fighting the Lord of the Undead, but Lin Hong picked it up.

Gradually.

Lin Hong, who was guarding in the corner, felt his heart skip a beat.

Footsteps came slowly, someone was walking towards the treasure house, who else could there be besides the Lord of the Undead?

The demon couldn't bear to remind: "Be careful."

"Um……"

Lin Hong nodded slightly, responding in his heart.

Soon, a figure walked into the treasury slowly, and the Donghuang Bell was the first thing he noticed.

It's now!

Lin Hong rushed over quickly and cut off the evil knife in his hand.

Accurate hit, when a human head fell to the ground, he frowned and looked outside the treasure house: "You are really cautious."

I saw that the one whose head was cut off by himself was a monster that looked exactly like the Lord of the Undead.

Exactly what Bo Anzhi drew before!

"If you're not careful, your head will fall to the ground."

The Lord of the Undead said indifferently, he was standing outside, also holding a Shadao in his hand, but it was much more advanced than his own.

Lin Hong twisted his neck: "Come and make a break today, I won't let you run away."

"You were the one who killed the monster outside just now?"

The Lord of the Undead asked instead.

"That's right." Lin Hong nodded and admitted frankly.

"You're so brave."

After the Lord of the Undead finished speaking, he slowly approached, his body filled with anger.

This person in front of him.

The murderer who killed his own son!

Lin Hong's face remained unchanged, he stopped the Shadao in front of him: "Come on!"

He used Treading Snow Wuhen, rushed over quickly, cut off the evil knife in his hand, the world changed color, and the air was even cut open.

"boom!!"

The lord of the undead raised his saber.

When the two knives collided, there was a loud noise, like an explosion.

"Death!" Lin Hong slashed again with his backhand. At the same time, Chengying Sword appeared in his left hand, and he flashed the sword light.

"So annoying..."

It was difficult for the Lord of the Undead to distinguish the saber that struck from time to time in the flash of sword light, and his brows were furrowed.

the other side.

With a sneer, Bo Anzhi took out his paintbrush and drew another door on the Donghuang Bell.

This made Lin Hong frown, and rushed over quickly, no longer fighting with the Lord of the Undead.

However.

The lord of the undead obviously didn't think so, so he stopped him directly, and it seemed that he was going to die forever.