After staring at it for a while, Mu Fei felt that his behavior was a little crazy.

Mu Fei stared at the dagger, feeling that the dagger was also staring at him.

After a while, there seemed to be a few drops of cold sweat hanging above the dagger's head.

Coughing dryly, Mu Fei felt that his brain was becoming more and more abnormal, and he couldn't help but look away.

The blade of the dagger pressed against his leg through his pants, and he could feel a cold chill. The chill seemed to be connected to his blood, and something in the blood was echoing with it.

Mu Fei closed his eyes and wanted to feel this connection carefully, but when he really went to look for it, he found that it had disappeared, and he couldn't feel its existence at all.

Strange, Mu Fei opened his eyes suspiciously and took the dagger in his hand.

That connection immediately reappeared. But when he felt it carefully, it disappeared again.

patted his head, Mu Fei only felt a little confused.

"Hey, you're not kidding me, are you?" Mu Fei took the dagger in front of him and asked it unhappily.

The "......" dagger is clearly not going to answer his question.

Scratching his head vigorously, Mu Fei was a little anxious. I don't know how long it has been since I was trapped here, and the longer I dragged it on, the greater the pressure on Qi Haojun's side, but now he was at a loss.

But it's useless to be anxious, Mu Fei knows that he shouldn't be wrong in the direction he thinks this time, the problem is how to destroy the "wall" in front of him.

Dagger, earn some gas, it's all up to you this time.

Mu Fei kept thinking in his heart.

The white light flickered slightly, and Mu Fei's heart suddenly moved.

The connection with the dagger always appears inadvertently, but disappears every time I feel it carefully. If it weren't for the dagger's intention to fix him, it would only mean one thing.

The Demon Hunting Weapon is connected to the hunter's flesh and blood, and the connection between them is all over his body, and it doesn't need to be deliberately felt, it exists there.

Mu Fei gently stroked the blade of the dagger with his fingers, and gradually felt a trace of heat in the coldness. He could clearly feel the blade under his fingers pulsing slightly, the frequency matching his own pulse.

Mu Fei stood up from the ground, squinted his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: Dagger, it's up to you this time.

The dagger seemed to respond to his voice, a faint white glow on the blade.

Mu Fei clenched the dagger, felt its pulse, threw all his mind into the dagger, and then stabbed at the wall in front of him with all his might.

My name is ......

The crack began at the tip of the dagger, radiating like a spider's web, spreading across the entire wall and continuing to stretch in all directions of the corridor.

Mu Fei felt like he was in a glass room, and the glass room was crumbling little by little.

With a "bang", the entire corridor shattered into pieces and fell down one by one, and then disappeared to the ground.

Mu Fei's surroundings revealed their original appearance. Similar to the original hallway, except that there are more stairs leading downstairs in front of it.

Just now, he seemed to hear something.

Mu Fei looked at the dagger suspiciously, the voice was very ethereal, it seemed to come from a far away place and at the same time seemed to appear directly in his ears, both vague and clear.

But halfway through the words, he broke off abruptly. This feeling of not being up or down made him extremely unhappy.

You can say what you want to say, and half of what you say will make people hungry.

Mu Fei glared at the dagger, but no matter how he stared, it was useless.

"Goo." With a bird's call, the huge wings snapped and slapped Mu Fei's face.

Mu Fei was slapped with a big mouth for a while, and suddenly stumbled backwards, only then did he see the night song flying in mid-air.

Nightsong was obviously a little impatient, and kept flapping her wings as if urging him to chirp in a low voice.

Only then did Mu Fei react, there was no time to delay, and he had to act immediately.

However, at this time, Mu Fei found that he was surrounded by enemies.

I don't know when there are three more men around, it seems that it should be a C-level demon. Mu Fei clenched the dagger, and said in his heart that it was just right, he was worried that he couldn't find a place to vent the anger he was holding back just now.

Without saying a word, lifting the dagger, Mu Fei rushed towards those people.

Mu Fei sideways grabbed the fist of the oncoming man with his left hand, and at the same time raised his foot to kick the other person behind him, and then raised his right hand to stab the dagger into the abdomen of the person who grabbed it, and solved one in the blink of an eye.

The remaining two saw each other in an ugly demonic form, and at the same time pounced on him from the left and right.

Mu Fei kicked out the demon corpse under his feet without blinking his eyelids, and kicked it directly into the arms of the demon on the left, and then he turned around suddenly, dodging the attack on the right while turning behind the other party, raising a kick and kicking the demon's buttocks, and suddenly the two demons fell to the ground like sandwich biscuits.

Without giving them time to get up, Mu Fei rushed over quickly, raised his dagger and stabbed them fiercely into their necks, directly piercing the necks of the two demons in a string.

After pulling out the dagger, the two demons convulsed in the blood spray before they completely lost their breath.

"Bang bang." There was a sound of applause from the other end of the corridor, and at the same time, the dagger in Mu Fei's hand emitted a faint red light, and he turned to face the comer, frowning slightly.

……

Qi Haojun already felt tired in the face of the endless enemies in front of him. Withdrawing the scimitar that flew out of his hand, this wave of enemies was almost cleaned up, and he couldn't help but bend down and hold his knees with his hands on his knees, panting.

"Your uncle's Xiang Li, how many subordinates has this soul faint recruited?" Qi Haojun scolded in a low voice while resting his breath.

As soon as his curse fell, a faint white mist-like light flashed around him, and the demon corpses that had fallen to the ground and were almost piled up gradually disappeared one by one.

Qi Haojun was taken aback, and stood up straight with some confusion and looked around.

Soon, the open space in front of the main entrance of the "feedlot" became empty, and only the corpses of demons were scattered around, looking lonely, and even the blood stains on the ground that were almost a river disappeared without a trace. The originally bloody battlefield was swept away in an instant.

Hallucination? Could it be that he had been fighting a group of phantoms just now?

Thinking of this, Qi Haojun couldn't help but curse a few words.

I was actually tired for so long a day, this feeling is really aggrieved.

But why did the illusion suddenly disappear? Could it be that the conjured enemies have all been killed by themselves? How can it be. Qi Haojun shook his head and vetoed his idea.

Since it is an illusioned enemy, as long as the guy who applied the illusion is still there, then these enemies will appear endlessly.

It shouldn't be you who breaks this illusion.

Qi Haojun turned around and looked at the inside of the "breeding farm", and secretly said in his heart, it should be what Mu Fei's kid did.

The enemies that reappeared around him approached him with vigilance.

Cut, the real demon appeared. Qi Haojun clenched the scimitar in his hand and squinted his eyes.