However, this person did not appear. Zhang Yue has already killed him.

Feng Yifan hurriedly retreated and shouted, "Captain, do it quickly, killing them is a great achievement!"

However, this "captain" still did not appear.

Feng Yifan finally became angry, "Captain, do you want to betray us? You dare! You should know the fate of betraying us!"

The "Captain" finally appeared.

I saw Yu Feifei showing her figure from the air, she was still expressionless and a little cold. She was not far from Yue Bingqing, and she approached Yue Bingqing step by step, "Muli handed it over to you, and you promised me by yourself." ”

"Ahhhhhhh......h ”

He knew that he was the only one in the three-person team who had a spiritual weapon, and although the captain usually didn't say it, he was still afraid of himself after all. It's just that I didn't expect the captain to do this at such a critical juncture. When he kills Muli, he will definitely report to the captain and give Yu Feifei a good look.

There was a decision in my heart. Feng Yifan suddenly unfolded the limit of his body technique, and instantly retreated more than ten meters away. Then, he threw the Shadow Dagger in his hand towards his chest, and suddenly, the Shadow Dagger was stained with blood.

Zhang Yue was stunned, what is this for, he found that the people of the dead group like to harm themselves at every turn.

In the next second, Zhang Yue noticed that something was wrong.

I saw that after absorbing Feng Yifan's blood, the shadow dagger gradually faded, and finally turned into an ethereal shadow and drilled into Feng Yifan's wound.

This is...... Possessed?

Possessed by a machine spirit.

True spirits can possess bodies, can machine spirits be? Yes.

It's just that the conditions are harsher and the costs are greater.

For example, the spirit of a Xuan-level spiritual weapon like Feng Yifan is not highly intelligent, and it is not perfect itself, and it is difficult to "synchronize" with the master, so it is naturally difficult to possess it.

And the group of dead people always has some crooked ways, but it can increase the fit and achieve the effect of "possession".

Feeding with the blood of the master is a means to this end.

Feng Yifan has changed.

He just stood there, not moving, but Zhang Yue felt that he was like a shadow, empty and ethereal.

And Yu Feifei also stopped at a "safe" distance from Yue Bingqing, and did not continue to move forward. Yue Bingqing was still suppressing the toxin, still closing her eyes, as if she didn't know anything about her danger.

Yu Feifei looked at Feng Yifan, expressionless, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this time, Feng Yifan moved.

In the next second, Zhang Yue felt a sharp and cold feeling pierce his skin, and then disappeared in a flash. Zhang Yue looked at it, and there was a knife in his chest, and blood flowed out.

Zhang Yue's expression was finally solemn.

At this time, Feng Yifan really turned into a ghost, his speed surpassed Zhang Yue's eyesight, Zhang Yue could only see a wisp of light smoke flashing, and before he could react, he was already injured.

Fortunately, the wound is not deep. Of course, this is not that Feng Yifan has a hand, but that after Feng Yifan and the Shadow Dagger "merge into one", the blade of the Shadow Dagger is relatively shallow.

Sneering –

Feng Yifan came and went without a trace, and in an instant, he had already left several wounds on Zhang Yue's body. Zhang Yue was already covered in blood.

He tried to catch Feng Yifan, but was unsuccessful.

The only thing he could do was to fill his body with the Yuan Qi in his vital points and buy himself more time.

Feng Yifan appeared in front of the red sword and sneered, "Muli, under my absolute speed, do you feel it, the feeling of powerlessness." ”

Zhang Yue was silent.

Zhang Yue has long realized his "weakness", there are too few means, lack of killing moves, and even less means to save his life.

Feng Yifan pulled out the red sword. This red sword, Zhang Yue once discarded because he couldn't control it.

At this time, Feng Yifan pulled out the red sword because Feng Yifan wanted to fight quickly and use the red sword to bring more damage to Zhang Yue.

However, the red sword trembled.

The red sword is refusing, refusing to seal Yifan.

The red sword is a spirit sword, and the spirit sword has a spirit. The spirit of the spirit sword may not be able to judge the situation due to its lack of intelligence, but it can distinguish between its own partners and those of its enemies.

The red sword trembled and rotated on its own, and then, breaking free from Feng Yifan's hand, flew directly to Zhang Yue, and stuck it on the ground. It made a slight sword sound, as if inviting Zhang Yue.

Feng Yifan said in disappointment, "Sure enough, every spiritual weapon will choose its owner." I already have a shadow, it's me who is greedy. Muri, it's time to finish. ”

Feng Yifan disappeared and launched an attack.

Zhang Yue felt the call of the red sword and grabbed the red sword. At the moment when he held it, the red Yuan Qi skyrocketed from the red sword, and countless red Yuan Qi wrapped Zhang Yue, forming a red mist.

Feng Yifan attacked, but the red mist expanded by three meters in an instant. Zhang Yue was in the three-meter red mist, and Feng Yifan lost his precise target.

Feng Yifan retreated with one blow, and this time he did not hurt Zhang Yue. He stepped back into the distance, observing the changes in the red mist.

The red mist did not remain in a state of diffusion, and after more than ten seconds, the red mist began to shrink, like a giant whale absorbing water, and all the red mist drilled into Zhang Yue's body.

Zhang Yue's complexion turned red, his muscles and bones, and the power of Yuan Qi was surging. Even Zhang Yue's left hand, which has a badly injured injury, seems to have recovered. Zhang Yue unconsciously moved his left hand and found that he still couldn't exert himself.

But enough is enough.

Zhang Yue's fighting spirit rose. In his ears, a thought kept coming, and it was the mind of the Red Sword Spirit. The thought was like a thirsty beast, repeating one word over and over again: Fight!

Fight! Fight!

It's a sword!

Feng Yifan was shocked, he didn't expect that Zhang Yue would also let the spirit of the spirit sword possess him. Feng Yifan attacked with all his might, he was elusive, and after the spirit sword shadow possessed him, he could stretch out the shadow blade from anywhere in his body, and he couldn't prevent it.

Zhang Yue relied on the possession of the spirit of the red sword, and although the situation improved, he was still suppressed. Because, the red sword, his attribute is to increase strength, and the increase in speed is limited.

Therefore, Zhang Yue is still in a state of passive beating, and the only thing that is gratifying is probably that after possession, his physical fitness is stronger and his physical defense is stronger, which can make Zhang Yue persist for a longer time.

"It can't go on like this. Although Zhang Yue still fought bravely, his bravery often couldn't be smashed and injured, and he didn't cause too much damage to Feng Yifan. On the contrary, the bigger it is, the more aggrieved it is.

That's when the mutation happened.

I saw that at some point, Yu Feifei suddenly moved, and as soon as she moved, it ran through Feng Yifan's heart.

Feng Yifan looked at Yu Feifei in surprise, "You dare to ...... Betrayal of the Dead Man?"

Yu Feifei pulled out her sword, pushed Feng Yifan's body away, and let him fall to the ground.