Han Fei returned to his mansion from Zilanxuan, locked himself in the room alone, and carefully thought about his cooperation with Ying Zheng. Although Han Fei and Ying Zheng have not had much contact, the strong strength shown by Ying Zheng has far exceeded his own thoughts. Even if all the forces in the entire Xinzheng City are united, I am afraid that they are not the opponent of Yingzheng alone. Han Fei shook his head and thought: I don't know if my actions can be regarded as luring wolves into the room.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly there was a noise in a box in the dark. Han Fei was stunned for a moment, frowned and whispered to himself, "What's going on?" Since returning to Xinzheng City, this thing has been abnormal. Han Fei said as he took out a sword box several feet long from under the bed. When the sword box was opened, there was a black long sword more than three feet long, about four feet wide, the whole body was dark, the material was unknown, and the shape was simple and not like a two-week thing.

This sword was given to him by Xunzi when Han Fei left the Little Sage Village, and it was famous as a reverse scale. Its name cannot be found on the ranking charts of various famous swords, but according to Xunzi, the power of this sword is far above the top ten famous swords. Han Fei took out the reverse scales and took them in his hand to examine them carefully. Han Fei also knew that the famous sword had a spirit, and there must be a reason for such an abnormal vibration after entering Xinzheng City. But Han Fei really couldn't imagine what could be able to hook the sword spirit with such a violent reaction. "Could it be him?" Han Fei muttered to himself, and thought of Yingzheng. After all, in the current Xinzheng, the only thing that makes people scratch their heads is this noble man from the Qin State.

Han Fei was thinking about it, when suddenly black shadows poured into the room from all directions, converging towards the Reverse Scale Sword little by little. Han Fei looked at the changes of the reverse scale sword, and did not have a trace of surprise, when Xunzi gave the reverse scale to Han Fei again, he had already told him the special feature of this sword, which has the power to manipulate the universe (the ancient universe is time and space, there is no difference between size and size, but it is also fundamentally different from today's universe, not a simple collection of celestial bodies). But Han Fei was also curious to know what was so strange about the reverse scale, so he had been watching the changes in the reverse scale.

Just when the clouds of black mist all converged on the sword of the reverse scale, the black mist suddenly turned into a pillar of light flashing with electric light like a long snake, and flew straight out of the window, breaking out of the window. Han Fei hurriedly chased to the window to see what he wanted to do when he got the black light and flew out. But the black pillar of light flew out extremely fast, and when Han Fei rushed to the windowsill, he had long since seen no trace of the pillar of light.

Looking out the window, Han Fei thought about where the pillar of light would fly. Han Fei knew that the pillar of light must be the sword spirit of the Reverse Scale, and he originally wanted to see what it was that made the Reverse Scale so restless. But the speed of the sword spirit was too fast, and when Han Fei rushed to the windowsill, he had already disappeared.

After Ying Zheng came back from Zilanxuan, he continued to read in front of the desk with the lamp in front of him as before. At this time, Yingzheng was rare to be able to plant his heart in the book without distraction, and only the sound of the candle flame beating and the bamboo slips flipping through the cabin could be heard, and suddenly the things around him seemed to be still, and the candle flame maintained a posture, neither fluttering with the wind, but also moving down a little with the burning. Everything else in the cabin was basically like this, as if time had been frozen in time.

At this time, a thick black silk fog like life "flowed" into the cabin along the window of the cabin, and rushed towards Yingzheng. Ying Zheng was there motionless, letting the black mist get close to him. The black mist circled around Ying Zheng's body, and after making sure that Ying Zheng did not react, he began to gather opposite Ying Zheng, and little by little he incarnated into a human form, and a bunch of blood-like scarlet eyes were particularly prominent.

The figure formed by the black mist looked at Ying Zheng for a while, and when he saw that Ying Zheng still didn't react, he stretched out his hand and punched Ying Zheng's head. And at this moment, the mutation suddenly happened, and Ying Zheng suddenly raised his eyes and stretched out his hand to meet it with a palm. The fists struck each other, and the black shadow immediately flew backwards. The entire body of the black shadow was almost scattered by Yingzheng. Ying Zheng looked at the black shadow, got up from his seat, and asked, "What are you?" ”

The black shadow turned into a human shape and looked at Ying Zheng with a pair of scarlet eyes, but Ying Zheng still had a flat face. The black shadow began to gradually disperse into an irregular mass, and then suddenly rose into the air, and a black coiling dragon would look directly at Ying Zheng, as if it was about to devour it in one gulp. Ying Zheng looked at the abnormality in front of him, and his body began to undergo some indescribable changes little by little. Gradually, a layer of purple-black grease-like substance began to appear on Ying Zheng's entire body, and a trace of cyan electric light flashed on it.

The flashing electric grease wrapped Yingzheng's whole body, and the whole person was wrapped into a huge puddle of mud. Then suddenly, a pair of wings stretched out from the mud, and the sharp feathers rose high with the long neck, and then swooped straight down on the black dragon formed by the black mist, like a divine bird pounced on a giant snake......

Han Fei looked out the window, looking for traces of the sword spirit. Although I know that the true body of the sword spirit is invisible, I can always see where the sword spirit has gone, and the sword spirit flies out of the window so restlessly, and the movement will definitely not be small.

Han Fei is deep in the pavilion in the house, overlooking the real Xinzheng City. Suddenly, I saw a violent cross sound on the riverside in the distance, and then I saw a wharf on the riverside and the surrounding basic houses and warehouses collapsing. Han Fei looked at the direction of the dock, and was already very sure of the whereabouts of the sword spirit in his heart, and said silently: "Zhao Zheng, it's really you." ”

And at this moment, the reverse scale sword that was put back into the sword box suddenly made a loud "click" sound, and the entire sword body shattered into countless pieces. Han Fei heard the movement and turned around to see that this was the case, and hurriedly rushed to the front to check. When Han Fei saw the Reverse Scale Sword, the Reverse Scale Sword had already shattered into pieces the size of fish scales. Seeing this, Han Fei's mouth opened wide in surprise, and his mind became blank.

Although Han Fei also knew that a master had the ability to enter the white blade empty-handed, it was not difficult to smash a weapon. But the reverse scale is an ancient sword, which cannot be controlled by human beings. But now, since he didn't even face the other party with his real body, just one sword spirit went out, and his true body was broken, and the entire sword body became shattered. No matter how hard Han Fei racked his brains, he couldn't imagine what kind of magical power that Zhao Zheng had.

A black mist was like a sick snake, squirming little by little and returning to Han Fei's house, returning to the sword body again. As soon as the black mist returned to the body of the Reverse Scale Sword, the fragments of the Reverse Scale Sword Body began to close together little by little. Although the sword body was still covered with countless cracks, it had become a whole. Han Fei picked up the reverse scales and found that a part of the tip of the sword was missing from it.

Han Fei sighed helplessly, and put the reverse scales back into the sword box and put them away. He said to himself: "I'm afraid it's not to lure the wolf into the house, but to drive the tiger and chase the wolf." I hope I won't be eaten by a tiger. ”