The two blood-colored phoenixes were broken by the Emperor Yan's move, and Nie Feng immediately retreated. The Emperor Yan, who was already in aroused his enthusiasm for fighting, saw Nie Feng retreating rapidly, immediately caught up with Nie Feng.
"Stop the flow!!"
Just as Emperor Yan moved his footsteps forward, Nie Feng's retreating figure was forcibly stopped by him. With a wave of the blood-colored mist sword in his hand, the brilliant sword energy like a river of heaven slashed straight towards Emperor Yan.
"Look at the stupid thing, your Shenjiang River breaks through. How far is there to be compared with my emperor's! The Shenjiang River breaks through and breaks through and breaks through and the flow momentum!!" Seeing Nie Feng suddenly slashing towards him, he saw a sudden slash of a slash at him.
The breaking of the flow was also swung the long sword of flames, and a black flame that was like a training game instantly completely enveloped the top. In a powerful suffocating atmosphere as if it was about to drain all the air around it, the breaking of the Yan Emperor
The flow momentum hit the flow momentum that Nie Feng used.
'boom!'
The same martial arts were used, and Nie Feng took the initiative first, but as expected, the Shenjiang River Broken Waters of Emperor Yan had completely defeated Nie Feng's Shenjiang River Broken Waters of Emperor Nie Feng, and the broken sword energy was floating in scattered. He saw himself
The severing momentum was about to fall on Nie Feng. Emperor Yan quickly turned the sword momentum, and the heavy sword momentum hit Nie Feng's half-lifted blood-colored sword.
‘Puff~~’
A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Nie Feng's right hand holding the sword was blasted by such a powerful move, and he could not grasp Yan Huang Pojun. Suddenly, Yan Huang Pojun, who turned into a blood-colored smoke sword, was chopped away.
His hand flew away and inserted it on the ground and turned back to Yan Huang Pojun. The resentment and other changes that surrounded Nie Feng disappeared at the moment when Yan Huang Pojun left.
"I didn't expect that I would force out my Emperor's "Demon-Devouring Heavenly Dragon Break". It seems that what the Wu Gong said was really possible~~ It's really a joke. If this continues, I will have to break the other seals quickly.
Talent…” Seeing Nie Feng lying on the ground, Emperor Yan put away his long sword of flame and quickly came to Nie Feng. Seeing that Nie Feng had completely returned to normal, Emperor Yan was in a state of thought for a moment.
"Emperor Yan... have I failed again?"
He opened his eyes with difficulty. The first thing Nie Feng saw was the worried Emperor Yan, who was shaking his head a little dizzy, and Nie Feng said in a hoarse voice.
"Yes, it's been a failure again, it's the third time." Hearing Nie Feng's inquiry, Emperor Yan nodded and admitted. It turned out that since the first time he condensed the emperor's hatred, Nie Feng was controlled by the emperor's hatred.
Since his consciousness, a month has passed. This is the third time that Nie Feng, including this time, attempted to tame the emperor's hatred, but unfortunately, he still failed.
"Damn it! It's like this again! Why do I see blood in front of me every time I sacrifice the emperor's hatred, and as long as other things move, they look like white souls, and I still remember it vaguely.
, When the emperor hatred was expelled, a voice whispered in my ears, asking me to kill all the world..."
Recalling the scene of his traitor of emperor hatred, Nie Feng covered his forehead and said distressedly: "Is it because I made a mistake when I was practicing emperor hatred?"
"No, you did not make any mistakes, and the emperor hatred technique given to you by the demon king is also real. But now you do not have the ability to control the huge resentment power of that soul sword." Hearing Nie Feng's words, Yan
The emperor shook his head.
"After fighting with you this time, I finally began to understand that this emperor hatred is a special soul sword that can erode the depths of the user's own heart and stimulate the user's boundless hatred. Once the mind is fragile or uncontrollable, it is not possible to control it.
Those who are ecstatic will immediately be occupied by the hatred caused by the emperor's hatred and become puppets of hatred and resentment."
"You mean, my heart is too fragile to control the hatred of the emperor? I always thought that I have been in the Tianjian Sect for so many years and have been ridiculed and mocked to train a powerful mind that is invincible with all poisons."
Nie Feng was suddenly disappointed when Emperor Yan said this. If someone else said this to him, Nie Feng might have sneered, but if Emperor Yan said it, Nie Feng would accept it completely.
"That's it." After sighing for a moment, Emperor Yan continued, "Idiot, I know you are very sensitive to other people's contemptuous eyes and love affair. That's because you have been in the Tianjian Sect for ten years.
The result of life is to look at people's expressions, and the last time Huo Ling's love affair is the best explanation. Your mind is actually very fragile, afraid of being despised by others and being ridiculed. Once you see these, you will be unable to help but burst out.
Killing intention and anger are one of the weaknesses of your mind, and it is also the important point in which emperor hatred can easily control you."
"Indeed, the ten years you have experienced in the Tianjian Sect have tempered your resilience and mind, but your heart is hurt. Under the ridicule and contempt of your fellow disciples, it has now become
Once the enemy reveals this kind of love to you, you will be unable to suppress the murderous intention. It is a good proof that you will kill the thunder clan when fighting against that thunder clan when you are in the Thunder clan."
"As long as you can't face this gaze calmly and keep your mind unmoved, you will be unable to control the emperor's hatred every day. The use of soul swords is completely different from ordinary martial arts practice, especially this kind of ability to guide
The soul sword that comes out of the dark side of others' hearts is not something that can be controlled by high cultivation. Even if you reach the heavenly level, if you have such a loophole in your mind, you will still be controlled by the emperor's hatred. The only one who can tame the emperor's hatred,
It’s up to you to fill in the gaps in your heart.”
"And your mental loopholes must be overcome as soon as possible, because if you cannot overcome them as soon as possible, the stronger your cultivation will become, the bigger the mental loopholes will become and the wider the dark side will become.
In this way, it will inevitably be transformed into irresistible inner demons. Once the inner demon is formed, it will not be so simple to eliminate or suppress it."
Emperor Yan's words were like the evening drum and morning bell, rippling in Nie Feng's mind. When he recalled his usual behavior, he was indeed, if he encountered the contempt and ridicule, the murderous intent in his heart would be unable to help but violent.
A thought of killing the other party on the spot was constantly increasing as his cultivation level increased.
"Is it all caused by my spiritual loopholes... Emperor Yan is sorry, I want to calm down, I want to think about it carefully." Looking at the red crystal pillar in the center of the cave with a dull look, Nie Feng said,
Then he arrived at the edge of the pillar. Regardless of the high temperature of the fire-type spiritual energy emitted from it, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to enter into meditation. Even Yan Huang Pojun forgot to pick it up.
"Really, if you say you enter into meditation, can you use meditation as a worker?" After the little mouthful of Emperor Yan moved Yan Huang Pojun to Nie Feng, he put it away not far away, and then looked at Nie seriously.
Feng thought quietly, "But this emperor hatred is really amazing. If you want to master it, it is equivalent to 'training the mind'. Once the mind fails, will you no longer be qualified to control it?"
"This emperor hatred is really true, and that sword demon seems even more amazing. Although I had only heard rumors at that time, I had never really seen this guy, but based on this emperor hatred, this
I'm afraid the guy is really a very amazing guy, just... It's useless to think it's useless. Now I'll have a good sleep..." After saying that, Emperor Yan opened his mouth heartlessly and yawned.
, lie on the ground and sleep.
Nie Feng closed his eyes and began to pass through his childhood affairs in his mind. In the small village, the family and neighbors cared for him. Although he wanted to help his family work, he lived a happy life every day.
These scenes kept passing through Nie Feng's mind like a lantern.
However, these happy scenes were soon covered by blood. A man in a black robe stood on piles of corpses and laughed wildly. The blood of relatives, friends, and neighbors slowly flowed under his feet.
It became a stream, and the pleading for the people in the village only made his killing more pleasant. However, Nie Feng was able to watch the atrocities happening in front of him. From that moment on, Nie Feng's
A huge scar appeared in my heart.
The picture changed again. Nie Feng, who is in the Tianjian Sect, has a very mediocre qualification. Only one year of cultivation can achieve the two or three months of entry. Gradually, Nie Feng became the laughter of his fellow disciples.
Even the senior brother who passed the merits to his own brother ignored him because he felt that he had lost his face.
He just wanted to become stronger and revenge and endured all kinds of sarcasm and laughter, but just waved the sword in his hand desperately. He didn't need other people's recognition or other people's love for others. He just needed to become stronger, not to be
Yang Mei exhaled in front of someone, just wanting to help her relatives and friends get justice back.
"Get out!" A voice echoed in Nie Feng's ears. When Nie Feng looked back, he found a thirteen or four-year-old boy walking around surrounded by a group of disciples of the Tianjian Sect, and Nie Feng suddenly became
I found that my body shape changed back to the level of my childhood, and even my cultivation level changed back to that point. It turned out that while the spiritual consciousness was floating, Nie Feng's spiritual consciousness and the memory of Feng Chen
It merged together and returned to the 'past' again.
"What are you saying?" Involuntarily, Nie Feng asked the boy who showed extreme contempt and mockery in his eyes. Although he was about the same age, Nie Feng could not see him in terms of his grace and momentum, both in terms of his appearance and momentum.
Compared with this teenager.
‘Pa’
A crisp sound rang out. Nie Feng was slapped on the ground just after asking, and the young man stepped on the little Nie Feng's head and kept turning, using age.
The inconsistent indifference and sarcastic tone said, "What are you saying? I told you to get out of here, so it is said that the skinny dog needs to be beaten to understand. I didn't want to hit you, a waste, but who allowed you to come here
?”
"This... is a place where all the disciples of the Tianjian Sect can come... Why can't I come?" Nie Feng, who was stepped on his head, was unable to fight the young man because of his cultivation because of his continuous struggle.
Their feet were opened, and the children of the Tianjian Sect, who were about the same age as Nie Feng, were just constantly laughing. Their mocking faces turned into distorted in Nie Feng's eyes.
Ghost face.
"Ha? Can anyone come? What do you really think of yourself?" As if you heard the biggest joke in the world, the boy let go of his feet, stomping on Nie Feng's head, and grabbed Nie Feng's hair.