"Nice Qinggong! But it's a pity that you still can't escape!"
The cold voice echoed in his ears, and Nie Feng only felt a sharp pain in his back, and then he was knocked away.
Snap, snap…
After crashing into several trees, Nie Feng fell to the ground.
"Wow… "
Nie Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly looked up. At his previous position, a Fuso warrior in black was standing facing the wind, staring at him with cold eyes.
"I haven't seen him. He must have just passed by!"
An old man with white hair walked out of the woods, looked at Nie Feng, and spoke.
"Boy, what did you hear? Never mind, it doesn't matter whether you heard it or not!"
The white-headed old man asked first, then shook his head and walked towards Nie Feng.
As he walked, a silver pen appeared in his hand.
It is said that the white-headed old man likes writing and drawing, so his weapon is a silver pen.
Upon seeing this, the Fuso warrior dropped down and stood still, waiting for the white-headed old man to kill Nie Feng.
“Ahem… I never thought that your Kunlun sect would collude with the Fuso people. No wonder the Fuso people were able to occupy most of Haizhou so quickly.
Kunlun Sect, the leader of the righteous sect in the Southern Region, turned out to be a group of traitors!"
Nie Feng spoke as he climbed up with the help of a tree next to him.
"Haha... you are not allowed to use the word traitor!"
As the old man with white hair spoke, his silver pen streaked across the sky and pierced Nie Feng directly.
"Huff..."
Nie Feng held the blood knife with his backhand, and a blood-colored gas slowly flowed out from the blade, passed through his hand, and quickly flowed to his whole body.
His eyes gradually turned red.
Boom!
The sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind was blowing hard. The entire red maple forest seemed to be in a force 10 gale.
This sudden situation made the white-headed bird pause, and then it retreated without hesitation.
He looked at Nie Feng in surprise.
“This is demonic possession!”
"No, he's not just possessed, there's something wrong with his sword."
Miyamoto Ichimo said with narrowed eyes.
As he spoke, he looked at the samurai sword in his hand.
That samurai sword was different from ordinary samurai swords. The scabbard with clear lines was covered with all kinds of strange black patterns, and on the handle, there was a demon with a big mouth carved.
At this moment, the knife was trembling slightly, as if it was about to be unsheathed and fight with someone.
Miyamoto Ichimo patted the samurai sword in his hand, calmed his sword, and then looked at Nie Feng.
At this time, Nie Feng's appearance had changed drastically, and he no longer had his previous elegant look.
His eyes were red, with an evil smile on his lips, and an astonishing demonic aura emanating from him.
At this moment, he is not the elegant and easy-going God of the Wind.
He is the devil among devils from hell.
“Tsk tsk tsk…”
He let out a laugh and disappeared in a whoosh.
Zheng...
An astonishing blood-red blade light appeared in an instant, the blade light kept spinning in the air, and then slashed fiercely at the two people opposite.
boom…
Wherever the blade passed, trees were shattered, smoke and dust rose up on the ground, and countless tiny blade beams formed into small long swords that slashed wildly around.
Whoosh…
Two figures leaped up from the countless sword beams.
These two people are Miyamoto Ichima and White-headed Old Man.
One of the two men was unharmed, while the other had his clothes torn and looked disheveled.
"This boy's possession of the devil is so terrifying!"
The white-headed old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a look of horror.
"Interesting! It's actually a divine weapon!"
In contrast, Miyamoto Kazuma, who was unharmed, showed an interested expression.
He slowly raised the knife.
"This magic sword of mine was forged by me collecting countless rare stones from Fusang and forging it with the lives of 1,111 people in a furnace.
I came to the Central Plains to see the Central Plains' magic weapons. I have been in the Central Plains for a long time, but I have never seen a magic weapon. I didn't expect to see one on such a kid. "
"kill!"
Nie Feng's eyes were red. Seeing that the two men escaped his attack without any harm, he suddenly became murderous again and kept slashing out with the huge blood-red sword.
Boom…
At this moment, the entire red maple forest completely turned into a world of bloody sword light.
At the same time, as Nie Feng became more and more crazy, more and more dark clouds appeared in the sky.
A huge tornado slowly formed behind it.
The tornado was pitch black, and there seemed to be a pair of huge blood-red eyes opening inside.
"Okay! Come again, come harder!"
Seeing this scene, Miyamoto Ichimo was excited. He suppressed the trembling magic knife and shouted at Nie Feng.
It seemed that Nie Feng was angered by Miyamoto Ichimo and became even more crazy.
roar…
He let out a violent roar, and the clothes on his upper body were torn apart in an instant. He held the bloody knife in one arm, and his red eyes instantly turned into blood-red light and flew towards Miyamoto Ichimo.
"Hahahaha! Come on! Let's fight!"
Miyamoto Ichimo laughed loudly and went towards Nie Feng.
Zheng...
He finally stopped suppressing the magic knife.
A knife cut out.
boom…
The sky seemed to have a big hole in it, and a big dark hole appeared in the sky.
roar…
There was a roar in the cave, like that of gods and demons.
Countless black air vented out from the cave.
"Come on! Join my magic path! You were born to belong to the magic path!"
Miyamoto Ichimo and Nie Feng collided in the air, like two meteors colliding. Countless sword beams swept down, cutting the earth into pieces.
roar…
As if angered by Miyamoto's demon, Nie Feng roared, and the demonic energy in his body rose again. At this moment, his strength was no longer at the fifth level, nor the fourth level, but he had entered the ranks of the third level master.
"Mad men, all of them are crazy!"
Not far away, the white-headed old man's beautiful white hair was disheveled and his body was covered with knife marks.
He looked at the two people who kept colliding in the sky with a look of fear on his face.
There are thousands of ways in the world.
The devil is the most difficult to control. There are countless people who practice magic, but there are very few people who voluntarily become possessed by the devil like these two people in Tiankong.
To voluntarily become possessed by the devil means giving up one's own rationality and completely becoming a devil.
What is the devil
It is a being without wisdom, mind, soul or body.
It roams the world, and anyone has the chance to face it.
But it is an existence that no one can face directly.
“Kill, kill, kill!”
In the sky, the two men attacked each other frantically, with sword lights and demonic shadows constantly moving between them.
…
Fairy Water City.
"Ding! Warning! Warning! Warning! The host's slave Nie Feng is stronger than the host, and the slave is being unbound.
100… 99…”
Yan Xiong, who was practicing martial arts in the yard, was startled by the sudden sound of the system and was shocked.
"What's going on? System, isn't it true that subordination cannot be terminated? Why is this happening?!"
This sudden situation caught Yan Xiong off guard.
"Note: If the subordinate's strength exceeds that of the host, he will be removed from the list of subordinates!"
The system's cold voice sounded.
"Is it irreversible?" Yan Xiong asked in his mind with a gloomy face.
"The host can continue to bind, but if the host does not reach or exceed the subordinate's strength within one month, the host will suffer the backlash of the binding!"
"Damn! Why didn't you tell me about this setting earlier?"
Yan Xiong yelled in the super system in his mind.
"Everything is destined, but not destined!"
The system's cold mechanical voice uttered a strange philosophical statement.
"Then continue binding!" Although he didn't know why Nie Feng's strength suddenly surpassed his, he couldn't give up Nie Feng.
"Someone! Come with me out of the camp!"
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