After Jing Chong's words were finished, she really rushed to Chen Funu's lungs, she was originally a person who loved beauty, and she was a beautiful woman, and the most she heard in her life was praise, especially men's praise, where had she seen this?

"Wow, yes!" Jing Chong was not angry, she was the first to be angry, but this is not quite the same as Jing Chong, there is a gap between the two people, on the one hand, they are afraid of delaying their mood and affecting the battle, on the other hand, once they are angry, the flames will suddenly burst out with stronger combat power.

No, the red-sleeved beaded whip in the hand of Chen Funu in anger waved unscrupulously, and the void was suddenly replaced by a red match, and the matchmaking became denser and denser, and at this moment it seemed to be intertwined into a big net, and in the blink of an eye, Jing Chong's whole person was encircled in it.

"Huh?" Jing Chong's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly flashed his body, the Blood King Knife in his hand was even more wildly waved like a chicken pecking, and his body drove the afterimage to rush left and right to escape at full speed.

Ping Pong!The raindrop-like attack is impenetrable, and the two of them can't see clearly in the void at this time, anyway, Jing Chong at this time is embarrassed, even if he is using the wolf warrior knife technique with all his might, the realm of human and knife integration alone still seems to be in a hurry, and it has only been a few breaths, and there are still more than ten injuries all over his body, legs, heart, back, wrists, arms, every place is hot and painful.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen eighteen!" Even though it hurt, Jing Chong kept shouting, he couldn't forget the promises made by both parties, so even if he stared at the pressure, he still couldn't forget to count the moves he had endured.

A full eighteen moves, Jing Chong was already covered in bruises, he stood in the void panting, barely maintaining a state of uprightness, although he did not suffer much consumption in his own body, but the full eighteen whips still made him in a desperate situation, the blood from the corner of his mouth dripped down his chin, and the clothes on his body were completely torn to shreds, but some places were deliberately blocked, so that it was not as embarrassing as imagined!

The big net above his head was pressing down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the huge pressure was terrifying, and he clearly knew that it was impossible for him to withstand the re-attack of the big net in the sky at the same time, and once the big net came, he would definitely die.

It was like a kind of torture, and it reminded Jing Chong of a noun, "Ten thousand cuts!" Yes, this net is about to cut itself with a thousand knives.

It's terrible, a woman's heart is really terrible, she just scolded the other party for an old demon woman, and she wanted to do this, I have to say that the prevalent sentence in the world is not wrong at all, the most poisonous woman's heart, this woman is really too vicious.

"Stinky boy, you give me death!" Chen Funu's face was hideous, completely missing the image of the Qianqian lady just now, she was like a devil in hell, her distorted face, her eyes were cracked, even the subtle movements became wider, and the red-sleeved beaded whip in her hand was waving more unscrupulously, she completely ignored the moves that Jing Chong counted in her mouth.

"It's terrible, I didn't expect that for the sake of beauty, women can do anything!" On the boat of the Bafang Alliance not far away, dozens of people sweated for Jing Chong, and their faces were pale and full of worry, they clenched their palms, opened their mouths, and from time to time there were bursts of sighs, it was obvious that they were all shocked by the madness in front of them, especially the few closest to Jing Chong, they frowned, and from time to time let out a roar that was difficult to control.

This moment seemed to freeze, his brain was blank in the face of the dangerous scene, the pain in his body had already become numb, his heart was completely invested in the danger in front of him, at this moment, he really couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

The dense net-like practice was obviously the superposition of the moves that Chen Funu had performed before, and after the moves of this group were cast, they were actually retained, and such a powerful encirclement was formed.

What should I do? The heart is tumbling abnormally, the knife in Jing Chong's hand doesn't know how to swing it for a while, the knife follows the heart, so once his heart is at a loss, the knife will have no use, although the power of the wolf warrior knife method is strong, but there is no owner in the heart, how can he fight in all directions?

Unless you don't pay attention! Don't pay attention? As soon as such an idea emerged, a streamer flashed in Jing Chong's mind, man and knife become one, man is a knife, and a knife is a man! Now his experience is only limited to the knife as he wishes, but he has not yet comprehended the highest realm, and people follow the knife.

As soon as these four words appeared, Jing Chong's heart couldn't help but be shocked, and the Wolf Warrior Sword Method had been cultivating for several years now. For a long time, he only focused on superficial moves and ignored the realm of the sword.

Once upon a time, he also thought about these problems, but when he thought of the alternative of the third layer of knife techniques, he was a little discouraged, according to Ji Xuehe said, the third knife is unusually weird, I am a knife slave, you will die, this is a desperate way of playing, it completely subverts the normal scope of knife repair, the same person knife is one, but at this time the heart no longer belongs to himself, but belongs to the knife, for a short time let himself become a slave of the knife, the knife is bound to lick the blood, it is completely beyond the control of its own reason, completely relying on the function of the body to deal with the enemy's way of playing。

Just understand this, Jing Chong has never dared to try, he understands that it is very dangerous to become a knife slave for a short time, and if you are accidentally eaten by the knife spirit, you may fall into the knife and can't extricate yourself, and finally become a muddy walking corpse.

I'm afraid that even his father Jing He has never touched this realm, so he doesn't dare to touch it. However, at the moment of crisis, he knew that with his current realm, even if he used the Eight Swords of the Blood River, it would be irretrievable, and only by using a game of letting go could he have a glimmer of life.

So this time he had to use this so-called "third knife", as long as he didn't touch the bottom line, I believe he would soon be able to survive the other party's thirty moves!

Jing Chong comforted himself like this, and the key to the record of the Wolf Warrior Sword Method immediately appeared in his mind, all the words flowed like flowing water crazily, and every word was as heavy as ten thousand jun, and he tried carefully, and his sea of knowledge also became extraordinarily ethereal.

At this time, he can clearly feel the existence of the Blood King Knife, it is not in his hand, but in his heart, he and it are like a person, he can do any action with his own movements, but although he can experience the existence of the knife, he can't see through all the connotations of the knife, it looks like a sharp knife, it is a sharp weapon that can be used to kill.

The shadow of the knife kept coming to mind, he racked his brains to see, to decompose, still can't see through the true form of the knife, but he has time, at least in his own ethereal world, time is under his control, his comprehension may be a minute and a second, or it may be thousands of years, at least he can be sure that the time he has taken now is not very long, because once he dies, this ethereal space will also disappear, so he is not worried.

Jing Chong repeatedly explored, constantly experienced, the whole mind touched the knife body thoroughly, still can't find the heart of the knife, the knife is dead, it has no heart, but people and the knife are one, so the knife also has a heart.

"Knife heart, human heart, am I not the heart of the knife?" The sudden thought couldn't help but make Jing Chong stunned, since he was dedicating himself to the blade, then he was completely integrated into the knife, as long as he erased his heart, wouldn't he become the knife itself?

Such a realization made Jing Chong feel a little crazy, he didn't know whether he was right or wrong to do this, but he knew that he had to do it in this realm, even if it was a real failure, he should have no regrets.

Thinking about everywhere, Jing Chong couldn't wait, the knife shadow in the ethereal world slashed with his heart in the world, and he was forced into his heart, and the next moment Jing Chong only felt that the world was dark, and he couldn't see anything anymore, and gradually he forgot himself, and he forgot the world, where did he come from, and where was he going? He was like an aimless wandering spirit, looking for a place to settle in the darkness.

He walked and wandered I don't know how many years have passed, and finally found a cold knife body, he seems to have found a sense of belonging, without the slightest hesitation into it, as soon as he entered the knife body, he suddenly became violent, and the blade was covered by a red light for a moment, and the whole world was illuminated with a whoosh.

Slowly opened his eyes, the world in front of him was all red, Jing Chong didn't know where this was, and he didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't even know who he was.

The sword shadow of his entire body flashed, and the Blood King's knife was missing in his hand, but every part of his body became a steel knife, and his red eyes looked extremely weird, so that the moment he just opened his eyes, two large knife-like lights shot out.

The people around were completely shocked by the strangeness in front of them, they didn't know what Jing Chong was doing, a strange, ruthless, fierce and murderous aura continued to escape, even if Chen Funu was now so powerful, they were all shocked by this unique aura, she shook the red sleeve beaded whip in her hand, and the net that was pressed down became a little slower.

What the hell is going on? She had obviously seen the young man in front of her in a hurry, and he could no longer bear the power of his two moves, but at this sudden moment, the other party's temperament changed, and his whole person seemed to be integrated into the knife, so that it was difficult to capture his vital existence, what kind of evil art was this, even the powerful self couldn't help but give birth to a trembling feeling? Is this still the breath that a weak person in a small battle qi realm should have?