"The Emperor's Seal? The fire in heaven spreads the prairie!!"
Just as the two remaining two people in Daoxuan Pavilion opened their flying swords with all their might and wanted to kill Nie Feng on the spot, the Yan Emperor and the little fox suddenly attacked from behind them, and the Bishui Spirit Seal and the Emperor Seal were all in full force.
It hit Zhihui and Zhikui's backs.
'boom!!'
Two martial arts that showed no mercy at all hit the backs of the two. Suddenly, Zhikui and Zhihui felt a swell of uproar, and then a mouthful of blood splattered out.
The two people who were attacked by the sneak attack naturally stopped in an instant, and Nie Feng took advantage of this moment and bullied himself like a ghost. The white mist sword in his hand was slightly inferior to his cultivation.
He only cut off Zhikui in the early stage of the third level of the Soul Forge.
Feeling the chill on Nie Feng's sword, Zhikui's heart suddenly felt cold. Zhizhong's miserable death was vivid in his mind. Zhikui had no confidence in taking Nie Feng's attack, for fear that he would become that
It looked scared that Zhikui did not make any counterattack, but retreated with injuries.
As he advanced and retreated, Zhikui lost all his chances. Nie Feng took the devil's steps and quickly bullied his body. The white mist sword in his hand continued to attack Zhikui.
With a full cultivation, Zhikui can only keep dodging and escaping. Although his cultivation is not as good as that, Nie Feng is attacking like a wolf and a tiger. As for Zhihui, who is the most powerful, he has been brought to the point of being Yan and Huang.
The little fox was entangled tightly. In terms of cultivation, Zhihui did not have an advantage in front of the two little girls. As for experience, it was ugly to say that Zhihui was not worthy of carrying shoes for both of them!
Gradually, the wounds on Zhikui's body began to increase. Although Zhikui's body was covered with small wounds, the white mist sword in Nie Feng's hand could suck the flesh and blood through these small wounds.
After the battle continued, Zhikui felt that the more weak he was, the more panicked he felt.
"Drink!!" Finally, after Zhi Kui roared at the doctor, he suddenly blew a palm towards Nie Feng and flew back and wanted to escape, but wherever his palm power passed, he found that Nie Feng in front of him was just an illusion.
Before he could be shocked, Nie Feng's deep white figure had appeared beside Zhi Kui. In Zhi Kui's panicked eyes, Nie Feng's long fog sword pierced from Zhi Kui's waist and stabbed directly from his neck.
The sword easily penetrated Zhikui.
"Well……"
After a light uh, Zhikui felt his vitality flowing towards the white mist sword in Nie Feng's hand like flowing water. Zhikui could even feel that the blood and bone marrow in his body were being pulled out.
The feeling, that feeling made Zhikui have the urge to get rid of it as soon as possible.
As the deep white light of the long sword in Nie Feng's hand gradually grew, Zhikui's strong body began to gradually shrivel, and his eyes gradually changed from a look of horror to two deep dark nests.
Even when Emperor Yan saw that, he felt a burst of creepy, not to mention that Zhihui, who was slowly dying, was watching his junior brother.
Compared to Zhizhong's sword piercing the heart, he was absorbed directly after his death, while Zhikui was consciously feeling everything about him was pulled away. The terror and pain made the three people who were fighting.
They all stopped and watched the cruel scene.
It didn't take long, but in the eyes of Emperor Yan, the little fox and Zhihui, it was as long as several years had passed. When Nie Feng pulled back the fog sword in his hand, Zhikui had become the same as Zhizhong.
, like a mud doll caused by dry mud, it will break into pieces as soon as it hits the ground.
The sound of Zhikui's mummy falling to the ground immediately made Zhihui excited. Looking at the two junior brothers who were tragic, Zhihui turned around and ran without any hesitation. However, Emperor Yan and the little fox discovered that Zhihui was running away and immediately wanted to chase him.
Going up, but after a ray of light suddenly burst out from Zhihui's body, he disappeared in front of Emperor Yan and the little fox.
"Transfer jade talisman? That bastard actually has such a thing? Look for it! He must be nearby! Transfer jade talisman will only allow him to escape ten miles away at most!!" Feel Zhihui's breath, but it may have been used just now.
Because of the transfer of the jade talisman, Emperor Yan could not sense the chaotic aura. In anger, Emperor Yan stomped his feet and said angrily.
"Black Demon! Look at Nie Feng, he is a little wrong!" Just when Emperor Yan was angry, the little fox noticed that Nie Feng did not move, but just stood there, his face was extremely distorted, and Nie
The deep white aura emitted from Feng's body slowly flowed towards the long sword in Nie Feng's hand.
"Could it be..." Looking at Nie Feng's changes, Xiao Yanhuang stopped immediately. Nie Feng was extremely strange now. The deep white mist on his body began to surge towards the white mist sword in his hand, and the deep one
The white fog sword began to twist and change constantly, as if it was creating shapes for itself.
"Is it something?" Hearing that Emperor Yan said half of the words, the little fox wanted to tear Yan Huang's mouth wide. Now it seems that Nie Feng is suffering greatly, but he has it.
I knew what was going on and couldn't go up to help, which made the little fox almost die of anxiety!
"Remember the idiot attacked us as soon as she stood up? That should be the soul sword that controls idiot. That soul sword requires the flesh and blood of creatures to make it form itself..." Looking at Nie Feng's hand
The long sword kept rolling, and Yan Huang's eyes flashed with anxiety and regret.
What is uneasy is that it controls the user to plunder the flesh and blood of living beings as a soul sword to commemorate himself. This is 100% already belongs to the category of the magic sword. Who knows if such a sword will control itself one day again.
Master?
What I regret is naturally that Emperor Yan advised Nie Feng to practice it before. At that time, Emperor Yan thought of it, just hoped that Nie Feng could improve his strength to protect himself, but he never expected that the evil spirits were so evil. Now it seems
, If you didn’t practice before, it was actually better.
The deep white mist wrapped around Nie Feng's body began to disappear gradually. Instead, the long sword in Nie Feng's hand had been formed, with a dark white texture like a rib, extending upward from the hilt of the sword. The color of the sword body
It is blood-red, with light red lines wrapped around it, as terrible as blood vessel tendons.
Like the Emperor's Hate, Lian Xiejun is a flat-headed long sword without the tip of the sword. However, compared with the Emperor's Hate, Lian Xiejun is much narrower and lighter, and waves of strange auras emerge on Lian Xiejun.
It was faintly visible that Emperor Yan and the little fox could see that on the sword blades of the Xie Xie were like colored glass, there were two small gray dots floating. Emperor Yan had a feeling that they were the two of them just now.
soul.
As for Lian Xiejun's handguard, it was a vine-like bone spur wrapped around Nie Feng's right hand. The shape of the bone spur was faintly like a skull, and the shape was extremely hideous and terrifying. There was a blood shimmer right in front of the handguard.
The beads are particularly eye-catching, just like blood beads made of blood.
Finally, the white mist disappeared, and Nie Feng's eyes gradually recovered. After seeing the scene around him, Nie Feng was stunned and said, "Where is this place? Why did I come here?
?Yan Huang, what's going on?"
Looking at the surrounding scenery, Nie Feng was immediately confused. After looking at the strange-shaped sword in his hand, he felt a chill in his heart and said, "This is refining."
Xie Jun? When will I become a sword?"
"You... really don't remember at all?" Seeing that Nie Feng didn't vaguely remember what he had done as if he had summoned the emperor to hate before, but was completely amnesia, Emperor Yan hesitated for a while and still made the previous happen.
He told Nie Feng everything about it. Hearing that Lian Xie had drained the essence, blood, and flesh of the two cultivators before he became a sword, Nie Feng's face suddenly turned extremely pale.
"What do you mean is Lian Xiejun taking me to kill people randomly?" Nie Feng murmured at Lian Xiejun, who emitted a deep white cold light on his right hand.
"It's nothing wrong to take you to kill people, but it's not necessarily a mess. These guys have the purpose of entering this forest to kill you and exchange your head for something. It's no big deal if such a person is killed.
But this evil refining seems to be difficult to control. In other words, with your current cultivation level, you cannot control him well. Therefore, I think you should use it less in future fights.
, You may not be able to use it freely until you break through to the realm of forging the soul, otherwise, it may cause you to lose your mind again."
Emperor Yan's words made Nie Feng fall into a long silence, and the Lian Xiejun in his hand had been removed by Nie Feng at this time. As Emperor Yan said, if he sacrificed Lian Xiejun, Nie Feng felt
A bloodthirsty desire continued to surge, and it was not until Nie Feng put it away that the strong desire gradually faded. Just as Emperor Yan said, Nie Feng now, if he used Lian Xiejun, he would say
Maybe in the fight, they will be guided by the bloodthirsty feeling and begin to suck the flesh and blood of the living creatures with Lian Xiejun's will. This is definitely not the situation Nie Feng wants to encounter.
"Are you okay?" Seeing Nie Feng silent, Emperor Yan asked a little uneasy, and the little fox also looked at Nie Feng with a worried look on his face. He saw Nie Feng take a deep breath and then
With a wave of his hand, two evil lotus scattered fire instantly burned the two broken corpses.
"Let's go. One of the three escaped. I think we will be in trouble soon, so it's better to leave first." After a faint look at the two burning brown flames, Nie Feng turned around and left, seeing
Nie Feng was not affected, and Emperor Yan and the little fox were both a little stunned.