According to what the Blood Lord said, Fu Lingyun cut a hole in his finger with the blade, and then the bright red blood dripped onto the surface of the Dragon Teeth Knife.

Under his gaze, his blood seemed to be absorbed by the knife and gradually merged into the blade.

Dong!

When the blood was completely integrated into the dragon teeth, Fu Lingyun's heart suddenly jumped, as if there was a sledgehammer in his heart, which shocked him.

His vision was scarlet, and a primitive desire to kill began to rise from his heart.

At the same time, he felt the dragon teeth in his hand as if they had come alive in an instant, full of evil spirits.

"Kill, kill!"

A voice kept echoing in his mind, clamoring his thoughts.

For some reason, when Fu Lingyun heard this voice, he actually stood up slowly.

His eyes also began to turn bright red, and a terrifying murderous aura burst out from his body, making him look like a beast that chose people to eat.

"Kill the Emperor, kill the Japanese pirates, kill Smith, and kill those enemies who are trying to compete with China for the resources of the ruins! Kill them, it proves that you are the strongest!"

The sounds in my mind became more and more deceptive. The original thoughts that Fu Lingyun had hidden deepest in his heart were infinitely amplified at this moment.

All the scenes flashed in his mind were blood-blade Japanese pirates.

Buzz!

As if he noticed Fu Lingyun's thoughts, the dragon-toothed knife in his hand suddenly trembled slightly and made a whisper.

The moonlight shone on the knife surface, reflecting a layer of strange silver light, extremely evil spirit.

Fu Lingyun walked step by step towards the camp of the Japanese pirates in the distance.

Fu Lingyun's face was pale and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He was trying to stay awake and suppress the most primitive desires in his heart as much as possible.

However, even so, his body was still out of control and moved little by little.

"Stop!"

Fu Lingyun kept cursing in his heart, stopping his control over his limbs, but it was useless.

Seeing him getting closer to the Japanese pirate camp, Fu Lingyun remembered what the Blood Lord had just said to him, and wanted to use his willpower to suppress this spiritual martial arts.

After a while of silence, Fu Lingyun seemed to understand a little!

Since you want to kill, then kill. You are an evil soldier, and you are just trying to kill!

Looking at the Dragon-Tooth Knife in his hand, Fu Lingyun suddenly calmed down. He did have the idea of ​​killing Japanese pirates, not because of the Dragon-Tooth Knife's bewitching.

Since you have this idea, why not look at it in the face?

If you want to kill, then kill enough!

It seemed that he could sense what Fu Lingyun thought, the dragon-tooth knife trembled even more violently, and the sound of the knife roar was buzzing.

"Um?"

He was about to arrive at the outer defense line of the Japanese pirate camp, but Fu Lingyun suddenly found a familiar figure, which turned out to be Smith.

He had just left the camp and it seemed that he had discussed some combat plans with the Emperor.

Seeing this, Fu Lingyun showed a hideous smile on his face and immediately followed.

Smith was alone, and no other companions were around him.

The two people followed one after another, and the American camp was not far from the Japanese pirates' camp. In this way, the two forces communicated with each other, after all, they were allies.

However, there is still a distance between the two camps, and at night, no one wants to go out alone to hang out.

So there is no one else around except Smith.

"Come out, don't be sneaky."

Halfway through the road, Smith suddenly stopped. There was no way that the murderous aura that Fu Lingyun emitted was too heavy.

Not to mention him, even an ordinary psychic can clearly detect this.

"You know, you are not suitable for assassination because you don't know how to restrain your murderous aura."

Smith turned around, looked at Fu Lingyun who was carrying the knife, and said lightly, but a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

Fu Lingyun didn't say anything, but just slowly approached.

Seeing this, Smith's eyes suddenly narrowed. He noticed something was wrong. In the dim night, he seemed to see a red light bursting out from Fu Lingyun's eyes.

This situation immediately made Smith's whole body tense and he became alert.

Wow!

Without a word, Fu Lingyun stepped on the ground with his toes, and his whole body shot up like a cannonball, instantly rushed to Smith, and then slashed him with a knife.

The first move of the Nine Swords of the Heavenly God is used, and the wild geese are snatching the waves.

He had used this sword in Amaterasu Shrine, and at that time he killed the intermediate-level shrine monk with just one sword.

The main power of this sword lies in the sword force. With the sword light, the thick sword force will intimidate the opponent's mind, making people feel like there is a mountain pressing down.

The terrifying power makes people unable to breathe, and the whole person's breath will begin to be disordered.

Smith's eyes burst into light. Indeed, Fu Lingyun's sword force enveloped him, giving him the illusion that he could not escape.

However, he is not an ordinary psychic after all. He is the peak combat power of the high-level control system and one of the most powerful demons in this world.

boom!

Smith shouted softly, and a terrifying mental storm suddenly spun around him, and a tornado that was ten meters high suddenly took shape.

A large area of ​​soil and sand were rolled up, forming a barrier, blocking Fu Lingyun's aggressive sword.

Then, Smith transformed his mental power into substantial mental power, controlled countless small stones on the ground, and shot towards Fu Lingyun densely like bullets.

The first knife did not hurt the other party, and Fu Lingyun immediately waved the second knife, and the setting sun shone on the snow!

If the first style of the Nine Swords of the Heavenly God emphasizes the sword posture and is a heavy artistic conception, then the second style emphasizes the word "fast", the faster the better.

A speed that exceeds the limits of human bodies.

In Smith's eyes, he saw a ray of slender light flashing through the night sky.

Then, a terrifying scar appeared on his shoulder, nearly ten centimeters deep, and even the white bones under his skin were clearly visible.

At the beginning, Fu Lingyun injured Japan's largest Onmyoji with this knife.

Ordinary people can't see his sword path and speed clearly. Only a psychic psychic psychic person like Smith can see a sword light, but he cannot avoid it.

Because Smith is a mental psychic, his body is not strong and he cannot make fast dodging moves.

In other words, his body is too weak.

The air shook, and the surging waves tumbling, and there were constant explosions.

Smith activated his terrifying mental power and formed a spiritual realm, covering the battlefield between the two.

"You should know that mental power has no effect on me."

If it were ordinary people, consciousness would have long been broken in this powerful spiritual realm.

But Fu Lingyun seemed to be a terrible person, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth and said.

"I know." Smith nodded.

Then, the ground at Fu Lingyun's feet collapsed, and he caught off guard and fell into a deep pit.

"But I can use my strong spiritual power to bury you alive!"

Looking at Fu Lingyun who fell into the pit, Smith sneered.

Fu Lingyun's mental power is not as good as Smith, so he cannot interfere with the other party's spiritual realm.

The ground under his feet continued to collapse, and the depth of the pit became deeper and deeper. If this continues, he may really be buried alive.

Fu Lingyun remembered the Yamata Orochi transformed by the opponent when he fought against Japan's largest Onmyoji in Shuangtou Mountain.

Corresponding to the current scene, this is the true strength of the advanced high-level peak control powerhouse.

For the past month, Fu Lingyun has been working hard to practice, just to be able to one day be evenly matched with Smith or the Emperor, or have the ability to kill them!

However, now he obviously does not have such power!

He felt very unwilling, and his expression began to become angry and ferocious.

As if influenced by him, the dragon-toothed sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a strange red halo, as if blood was flowing on the surface of the knife.

For some reason, even the full moon in the night suddenly disappeared, and a large area of ​​mo clouds suddenly came and pressed on the heads of the two.

Smith's heart was cold, because a cool air suddenly surged from the soles of his feet and hit the back of his head.

It seems that something bad is going to happen.

He hasn't felt this bad feeling for decades.

He knew very well what this feeling was.

die!
To be continued...