How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

Wang Heng immediately stepped back when he saw this scene. He had a feeling that Yan Qing was going to be in trouble!

At this time, Yan Qing was standing only about one meter in front of the water polo, with his eyes full of teasing and contempt. Zhao Feng's overestimation of his abilities was indeed funny!

However, it was too early for him to be proud!

Just when he was about to take a step further, a curtain of light came quietly!

"boom!"

After the loud noise, Zhao Feng had broken through the water cage that imprisoned him!

And Yan Qing was imprisoned by a small light curtain!

Two-level reversal.

"Boom!"

Yan Qing's fist hit the light curtain, but the light curtain did not fluctuate at all and was as solid as a rock.

"Asshole, bastard, where did you get the madness potion from?"

Yan Qing cursed crazily, his eyes full of anger and panic!

He understood that as long as Zhao Feng was imprisoned in the light curtain cage, he would have almost no chance of survival!

"Ho, ho ho~"

There was a strange smile on Zhao Feng's lips. At night, he looked like he was seeing someone in a horror movie.

"I know that after you get the Moon Spirit Pearl, you will be much stronger than me, so I spent almost all my savings and got the madness potion from the black market. Hehehehe, prepare to die! Hahahahaha~"

Now, the person who can laugh wildly with his arms akimbo has become Zhao Feng!

The madness potion can burn a person's vitality, allowing him to gain more than twice his own strength within ten minutes. However, after ten minutes, he will fall into an extremely weak state. After he is fully cultivated, his strength will also plummet, so Generally no one would use this potion, except when desperate!

If he uses the potion, Zhao Feng will still be alive even if his strength is greatly reduced. If he doesn't use the potion, he will only die tonight, so it is very clear whether to use it or not.

Just now, he seized the opportunity to imprison Yan Qing. He is the winner tonight!

The water in the artificial lake has completely fallen into a violent state. Yan Qing tried his best to control the water to attack Zhao Feng and the light curtain that imprisoned him, but it was of no use.

In front of Zhao Feng, whose strength has doubled, Yan Qing, who wasted a lot of energy and was trapped in a fight with Zhao Feng, has no chance of winning!

The light curtain protecting Zhao Feng slowly rose into the sky and floated in the direction of Yan Qing.

He wanted to watch Yan Qing be ravaged to death by him!

The pain of being stabbed in the back by his most trusted teammate made him immersed in anger and regret for three full years.

The light curtain that trapped Yan Qing began to slowly shrink, and Yan Qing's attacks became increasingly weak. His eyes were gradually filled with despair. He was trapped in Zhao Feng's light curtain, and he had no backup plan.

Although the Moon Spirit Bead was powerful, it was only used to assist cultivation. He suddenly regretted it. For a Moon Spirit Bead, he had been developing for three years, and he was still going to die in the end?

If I had known this would happen, why would I stab Zhao Feng in the back? ?

The light curtain continued to shrink, and Yan Qing in the center of the light curtain had curled up into a ball. He stretched out his hand to block the light curtain, but the light curtain still contracted slowly and uniformly, crushing his arm.

"Click."

"what!"

The pain kept him awake, but the lack of oxygen made his consciousness blur. Amidst the pain and despair, he felt like he was hallucinating.

He saw Wang Heng!

The boy who had to pretend to be crazy was shrouded in the dark woods.

There seemed to be some pity in his eyes, but it was replaced by indifference.

"Click."

The sound of broken spines.

"Humph!"

With a muffled groan, his lungs were squeezed so hard that they couldn't contract to absorb oxygen.

From Yan Qing's angle, he could not look directly at Zhao Feng, so he could only stare in the direction of Wang Heng, opening and closing his mouth as if asking for help.

However, when he touched Wang Heng's cold eyes, a sea of ​​despair filled his mind again.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have grabbed this bullshit Yueling Pearl.

The light curtain was still compressed, and all the bones in Yan Qing's body were broken. The broken bones were so sharp that they pierced his internal organs.

Blood filled the entire ball of light.

"Gulu gulu..."

Yan Qing's mouth was covered in overflowing blood. He opened his mouth, but there was no sound.

As if he thought of something, Yan Qing, who was on the verge of death, opened his eyes wide, as if he was having a flashback, and shouted loudly through his blood:

"The madness potion can only last for ten minutes before you fall into weakness, Zhao Feng! Even if I die, don't even think about it. I'll wait for you below, wait for you below -"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qing's last breath disappeared. The light curtain was still shrinking steadily, and the sound of breaking bones came from inside. Zhao Feng's body actually trembled slightly due to excitement.

"Hehe, hehehe, hahahahaha!"

The laughter was weird and ghostly, and Wang Heng's body trembled for no reason.

Yan Qing's words were a reminder to him!

Zhao Feng will be extremely weak in ten minutes, and that is his chance!

Knowing that he was helpless, Yan Qing put all his hopes on Wang Heng.

"Pfft."

The curtain of light that imprisoned Yan Qing dissipated, and his body, which looked almost human but not human, fell to the ground. His blood seeped into the ground and soaked the vines that Wang Heng had laid out for a long time.

Zhao Feng also sat on the ground and started panting violently. Ten minutes had passed and the effect of the medicine had disappeared. Now, it was Wang Heng's home court!

However, Wang Heng did not come out. Even in his weak state, he was not sure whether Zhao Feng could create another cage and crush him into a pulp.

But at this moment, Zhao Feng suddenly spoke:

"Young man? You've been watching here for a long time, right?"

The hairs on the back of Wang Heng's neck stood up instantly!

As early as when Yan Qing was trapped in the light curtain, through Yan Qing's eyes, he discovered Wang Heng's existence!

But at that time, I was already at the end of my strength, and killing Yan Qing was the top priority!

Wang Heng is just a fool in a mental hospital, he can be squashed and rounded at any time!

When Wang Heng heard Zhao Feng calling him, he walked out of the woods step by step. He showed a standard silly smile, and there was even saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth. He wanted Zhao Feng to relax his vigilance.

"Hehe, senior is so awesome, hehehe..."

Seeing that Wang Heng looked like a fool, Zhao Feng obviously breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Young man, come on and give me a hand. I'll teach you the spell I just used. How about it?"

"Really? Thank you, senior! Hehehe..."

Wang Heng smiled stupidly and approached Zhao Feng much faster, as if he expected to conquer the mental hospital after learning the spell.

He paid attention all the way that Zhao Feng would not suddenly imprison him, but Zhao Feng actually no longer had the ability to create a light curtain.

When Wang Heng approached, Zhao Feng stretched out one hand to Wang Heng to help him, and held the other hand on his waist. Although he was smiling, Wang Heng felt strong malice!

Zhao Feng grabbed Wang Heng's hand that was reaching towards him and pulled hard. Wang Heng's body fell towards Zhao Feng uncontrollably.

The hand he had hidden behind his back was finally exposed to Wang Heng's eyes, and that hand actually held a dagger tightly!

See you in the picture!

Zhao Feng's dagger pierced Wang Heng's heart!