Then it turned out to be like holding his wife, putting the demon knife into his arms, very intimate.

His affectionate look surprised the people around him. The three women looked at the white-haired old man in front of them with a strange expression, with a hint of pity in their eyes.

Only Ling Feng knew that the white-haired old man in front of him, who looked old, was not crazy, but talking to the demon knife. Presumably, during the years of retreat, this old man has been communicating with the demon knife. Over time, a wonderful connection has already been born.

For the five hundred years in the old man's mouth, it is not that he has been in retreat for such a long time, but that the demon sword has been sealed in the dust for five hundred years. By chance, I met him.

A group of ninjas were terrified, privately believing that their venerable elder was already old and confused, and even talked to themselves at a knife. But they didn't dare to talk much, because this venerable old man was not so easy to get along with on the surface.

The old man had been making out with the demon sword, and he actually ignored the others, as if these people didn't exist. The little leader who was very aggrieved under Ling Feng's feet looked pained, and tears were about to come out. He looked like he wanted to cry without tears, looking at Hengshan Xuande, crying silently.

Although Ling Feng was calm on the surface, he didn't seem to take that venerable elder in his eyes. In fact, there were already ripples in his heart, and he felt that this old man was not easy to mess with.

He motioned for Lou Xiaolu and the three of them to leave first.

"Want to go?"

The black-clothed killer pulled out the long knife at his waist and directly blocked it in front of the two sisters, looking fierce and vicious.

"Ding!"

Ling Feng's body didn't move at all, and with a flick of his fingers, a spiritual power swept out, turning around and cutting off the long knives in those people's hands. The crisp voice was like a blow to the head, making everyone's hearts tremble.

The ninja warriors who were not afraid of the sky and the earth, the hands holding the swords were trembling at this time, and there were even a few unlucky guys, the tiger's mouth was already cracked, and blood was overflowing.

"Let's go!"

Mona quickly put away the shock in her eyes, and then quickly pulled Susie away, setting off a monstrous wave in her heart.

None of the samurai at the scene dared to take a step forward, and they didn't even dare to move for half a minute. Because they were so scared, they were frightened by Ling Feng's methods like ghosts and gods.

"I can't imagine that Huaxia's martial artists are so powerful!"

"This Mr. Ling Tian is enough to be proud of the others, how terrifying should that prestigious Ling Zun be?" Meng Na exclaimed, her beautiful eyes sparkling, looking forward to seeing the terrifying Venerable in Huaxia Jiangnan.

Susie pressed her chest gently, not because of the wound, but because she was too frightened. After a long time, her breathing became smoother, and she finally spoke, "Sister, have you forgotten the one next to the queen?"

"Lord Kunlun Mountain Envoy!"

Mona gasped, and finally stopped talking. In my heart, I admired the peak powerhouse of the ancient martial arts of China more and more, and I was also full of yearning for the mountains, "It's a pity that the envoy travels the world and is nowhere to be found!"

"Honorable Elder, they're running away!"

Although scared, as the boss of this group, the ninja in black felt the need to remind him. Otherwise, wouldn't this man who trampled on his dignity be able to get out of the way?

Although Ling Feng is not afraid of anyone, in this case, if he can not do it, he will not do it, after all, it will affect Lou Xiaolu and the others. Moreover, the old man in front of him was difficult enough that Ling Feng was unwilling to take risks.

He turned around and retreated, not bothering Yokoyama Xuande.

The little leader's emotions became more and more excited, and he kept raising the volume to remind the old man. Yokoyama Xuande still didn't react, he was in a hurry, seeing that Ling Feng had already walked ten steps away, he finally couldn't help but run in front of the old man, shaking for a while.

"Respect for the elderly, respect for the elderly......"

Yokoyama Xuande's eyes were finally clear, but they suddenly became cloudy again. He looked at the person in front of him, very unfamiliar, as if he was provoking him, without any hesitation, and stabbed down.

"Poof!"

Obviously he didn't use much strength, but the demon knife pierced everything with an unparalleled edge, directly piercing the boss's heart.

"Uh, honor, respect the old ......"

He looked at the venerable elder in front of him in disbelief, his body was getting colder and colder, and his hands were getting weaker and weaker. That face was full of fear and endless remorse. Why, to meddle in this troubled waters?

In the depths of his eyes, there was still a glimmer of hope.

There was no trace of sympathy in Yokoyama Xuande's eyes, let alone half regrets, but he threw the man in front of him aside like garbage. The demon knife pierced even more, and this conscientious ninja leader died completely.

After that, the old man's expression became more and more dazed, and a vicissitudes of voice came out of his mouth, "Who am I, who am I?"

"Shhh

Between heaven and earth, there is a lot of suppression. The black-clothed killers around him were all frightened, and their bodies kept retreating. Because they saw an extremely terrible scene, they saw that there was not a trace of blood in the wound of their boss.

The demon knife was still inserted into the corpse, but the blood on it was getting richer and thicker.

When they saw that the corpse was getting more and more shriveled, and the blood on the demon knife was getting more and more weird, they finally felt the boundless coldness.

"Whew!"

The demon wind is getting bigger and bigger, rolling up dead leaves all over the sky, rolling up sand and dust, and turning into a haze.

"Poof!"

In just five breaths, the corpse was completely drained of essence blood in Ling Feng's shocked sight, turning into a skinny skeleton. And as the demon wind raged, the skeleton turned into ashes and fluttered in the wind.

The ashes in the sky make this forest more and more terrifying. The demon knife fell to the ground, the blade shook, and the sound was crisp and happy.

With a move in the palm of Hengshan Xuande's hand, the demon knife came out of the ground and appeared in his palm. Strands of red energy flowed down the old man's hand, seeping into his body and being absorbed by his skin. Ling Feng actually found that the old man's complexion had obviously become a little better.

The changes were subtle, but they couldn't escape his eyes.

"Zun Lao is crazy, run!"

I don't know who suddenly came to his senses, and then ran towards the dense forest, as if he had seen a terrible devil, and his soul was scattered. As the first person ran away, the others did not dare to stay, so they dropped the knife in their hands and crawled away.

The terrible demon knife, the shriveled corpse, and the ashes all over the sky brought them too much shock, and their hearts couldn't stand it.

However, Yokoyama Xuande's cloudy gaze became clear again. His spirit has also improved a lot. With a solemn face, he shouted softly: "Come back!"

The sound of thunder rolled and reverberated through the forest, making all the ninjas afraid to flee. However, they still hid far away, and their eyes were full of fear.

Ling Feng originally wanted to leave, but at this time, a strange energy fluctuation locked him in. It was a very strange energy, like mental fluctuations, but much weaker than mental fluctuations.

"You are a Huaxia warrior!"

Hengshan Xuande was not only not confused, but his mind was very clear, his eyes just swept around Ling Feng's body, and then he saw through everything.

"Not bad!"

"Do you know the people of Songshan Dao?"

"I don't know!"

"Hmmm?!!"

Hengshan Xuande's eyes froze, flashing fiercely, and a cold demon wind pressed in, as if it was going to devour Ling Feng. Ling Feng was surrounded, and he felt bursts of strange sound waves constantly attacking his head, although the power was small, but it continued.

This is a very special method, as if there are countless ghosts living in the wind. The ghosts are hideous, and the ghosts cry wolves, attacking his spirit.

Changed to any ordinary martial artist, under this demonic wind, he was definitely in a trance and was tortured to death. Ling Feng's mind moved, and the flames of nothingness rose up, turning into a circle of void light to protect his body.

"Snort!"

"Ahhh

In the wind, there seemed to be some creature that had been scorched by the flames, and it let out a terrible scream that was overshadowed. After that, the demonic wind dispersed, and he never dared to approach again.

"Hey, what kind of means is this?" said Yokoyama with a different color on his face.

"Haoran righteousness!"

"Haoran righteousness? Hehe, that old Taoist back then boasted of being heroic and upright, but how could he be selfless?"

The old man smiled coldly and stroked the sword, his eyes were confused and empty, but there was a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth. After that, his smile became hideous, and he kept waving the demon knife, like crazy.

"How can you be my opponent, how can you be?"

He roared at the sky, turning into a madman, as if he wanted to smash the world. Then, his gaze fell on Ling Feng, and there was a strange red light jumping in it. His feet slammed into the ground and soared into the sky, slashing at Ling Feng at lightning speed.

"Huaxia warriors, they all deserve to die, they all deserve to die, they all die!"

"Boom!"

This sword fell from the sky, and it was terrifying, destroying everything. Forcibly in Ling Feng's sight, the land was split, and the terrifying sword qi cut out a ten-zhang sword light, a three-foot-deep crack.

A group of black-clothed ninjas from afar were also blown on their backs by the wind.

"I have some skills!" Ling Feng's face was serious, and as soon as his mind moved, the vast spiritual power roared out. His hands kept making Dao marks in the air, and soon a slightly slender barrier appeared.

"Boom!"

The demon knife was finally cut down, and the terrifying sword qi destroyed everything with the posture of devouring heaven and earth. Everywhere they passed, the trees were completely destroyed, and it was a mess.

"Bang!"

In the end, he finally broke through all the obstacles and slashed hard at the light shield in front of Ling Feng. The earth-shattering explosion immediately resounded, and the aftermath of the spiritual power explosion swept away, destroying the trees within a radius of twenty zhang.

"Bang bang!"

The light shield could not withstand such a terrible impact and exploded directly. The terrifying corrosive demonic aura slapped Ling Feng's chest, his throat was sweet, and his body retreated in embarrassment.

(End of chapter)