Chengfeng still had the pain of being chopped off all over his body, and he couldn't use the power in his hands. He knew that his power was now blocked by the Sealing Orb and could not be used, and the body of the evil spirit could not be touched by the flesh fist alone. .
He was stunned when he saw the rusty sword left beside him.
This sword is the Yanlin Sword, his own sword. Why does it appear here
Chengfeng was very puzzled, but there was no time to think about these doubts. He picked up the Yanlin Sword and drew out the blade. The rust-covered waste sword was now pulled back from the underworld to the world to breathe. The body began to agitate, as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for a thousand years was awake on the sword, and then the rusty sword began to turn silver and gold, a white misty gas surrounded the sword body, and gradually, with the wind With the power in the hands, the white gas began to gradually turn red, lingering around the sword like a ball of fire.
Chengfeng took a difficult step, toward the huge evil spirit, shouted: "Let go of her!"
The evil spirit turned his head and looked at Chengfeng, hehe laughed, the laughter was far and wide, as if coming from outside the sky, "Are you going to kill me? White devil, I am the soul in your body? You want Use this sword to get rid of your own soul?"
Cheng Feng started to feel in a daze. He couldn't imagine that this ugly and disgusting evil spirit actually said it was his own soul. It was ridiculous!
"My soul? Do you want to die faster?" Cheng Feng's cold expression was full of hatred.
"You purified me with that sword, which is equivalent to purifying your own soul. When I disappear, you will also disappear. Do you want to use that sword against me?" Seeing the hesitant Chengfeng, the evil spirit Become even more arrogant, "This woman's blood is so delicious, as long as I breathe a little more, and a little more, I can become stronger, and I don't need to be attached to your body then, haha."
"Is my own soul killing this woman?" Cheng Feng muttered silently, "But even if it takes her life, it won't be done in this way. This sword belongs to me. I am his master. It dares Purify me to ashes?" Cheng Feng no longer hesitated, he leaped forward, passed the top of the evil spirit, waved the Yanlin Sword, and a powerful red light flashed out like an explosion, enveloping the evil spirit.
The evil spirit screamed and struggled above the red light, and finally the voice gradually became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared in the red light and turned into ashes.
And Chengfeng himself was clutching his chest, enduring the tearing pain. He knew that he was purifying his soul and implicating the soul in his body. However, despite the pain, he himself did not speak like his own evil spirit. In that way, he was also purified and disappeared by the Yan Lin Sword.
Chengfeng caught the still fainted Jielan who had fallen from the air. He held her with one hand and looked at the blood-covered woman. He couldn't help feeling surprised. "Could it be that she came here to save me." Come? But this woman obviously hates me so much, how can she save her life to save me?" He shook her head and coldly shouted, "Hey, don't pretend to be dead. I hate women who pretend to be dead." !"