Su Feng was stunned for a moment, looking extremely uncomfortable. Squeezing out a smile, Su Feng said with a somewhat ugly face: "Dad, I have something to do, I'll go out for a while." ”

Although Su Feng has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, because of his identity, there are always some things that he needs to deal with personally. Su Tianze nodded and said, "Go early and come back early." ”

Su Feng performed "Eagle Flying Decision", the green wings flapped, and flew directly into the distance.

And when Su Feng had flown out for a long time, Su Tianze's body slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a little light and dissipated into the sky.

However, Su Feng finally landed on a mountain cliff and sat alone on a huge rock. Looking at the vast earth under my feet, the unreality that had not appeared for a long time resurfaced.

Is that really a dream?

"Hehe......" Su Feng smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand, and looked at his palm.

That thick layer of cocoons represents all the experiences of Su Feng in this life.

Actually, I thought about it a long time ago, didn't I?

How could this be true!

In the past four years, I have been escaping.

That feeling of losing a loved one, Su Feng no longer wanted to experience it a second time. Therefore, Su Feng has been evading.

However, there is always a slight difference between the unreal and the real.

It's like how could Su Tianze say that he is old.

"What the hell am I for?"

Su Feng muttered to himself.

However, who can give Su Feng an answer.

It's been four years, it's really time for me to go, right?

However, Su Tianze's strictness, his mother's gentleness, and Ling'er's laughter, he was really reluctant.

In addition to these emotional factors, Su Feng has a more critical question: how should he go?

Su Feng had never thought about this question, but now that he thought about it, the answer was about to come out.

Even if it is family affection that binds me, then it can only be cut off.

Su Feng clenched his fists tightly, even if he knew that this was an illusion, how could he possibly do it.

The illusion of the Blood Demon Pool is not brilliant at all, and even a little naïve, but it perfectly captures the weakness of people's feelings.

No one is an emotionless creature.

Everyone has their own weaknesses.

Unfortunately, the Blood Demon Pool is playing with your weakness.

You will find that everything is an illusion, but you will not be willing to break it.

It's like Su Feng now.

Losing a loved one again?

Su Feng, I can't get my hands on it.

In other words, Su Feng, who once again has family affection, can't do it.

The sword intent of the storm and hatred can't be used at all, and how can they be powerful when the battle intent of the clear sky treats Ling'er.

As Su Feng's biggest hole card, the "Feng Rin Sword Technique" has already expired in two styles.

Is it spiritual?

I do still have Su Tianze's lifelong blood "Wind Decision" in my hand, but this set of spirit decisions that bear Su Feng's and Su Linger's name are used by them, isn't this too cruel for Su Feng?

Treat the enemy cruelly, treat yourself cruelly, this is Su Feng outside.

But with his relatives, how could Su Feng be cruel!

After doing the math, Su seems to have only three ways.

First, continue to pretend to be stupid and spend the rest of your life here.

Second, in order not to become a puppet, he committed suicide.

Third, the third style of "Wind Rin Swordsmanship": Haoran White Snow!

The choice has been set, even if Su Feng is reluctant, he knows what he should choose!

A faint white snow appeared behind Su Feng, and Su Feng's eyes turned into dead silence at this moment. The wind rin sword handed, and the piercing cold swirled around the tip of the sword.

Su Feng didn't say a word and slowly stood up.

Suddenly mobilize the spiritual power, and the spiritual yang is reversed!

"Poof!"

The violent spiritual power impact injured his internal organs, and Su Feng suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But Su Feng didn't have the slightest expression on his face, as if this was something as ordinary as breathing.

The spirit yang reversed, the green wind disappeared, and a black breeze emerged.

The black wings condensed behind him, and Su Feng flew towards "home".

With Su Feng's cultivation now, such a distance is naturally a blink of an eye. Su Linger seemed to have seen Su Feng's figure early in the morning, and happily came to greet Su Feng.

But when Su Feng landed, facing Su Ling'er who ran over, Su Feng slashed out with a sword!

It was a very bland sword, and the speed was not fast, with Su Ling'er's speed, she should be able to dodge the past.

But when the blade of the sword was approaching, Su Linger stood in place, tears falling one by one, almost mournfully: "Brother, why are you? ”

Burst!

The neck was slashed by the blade of the sword, and Su Ling'er fell in a pool of blood.

Su Feng's hands did not tremble at all, and in front of his eyes, the tragedy of the slaughter of his family that day kept appearing.

Hearing the sound outside, Su Feng's mother walked out of the door and happened to see the scene of Su Feng killing his sister with his own hands. Su Feng's mother collapsed and sat in place, as if she didn't believe that Su Feng had done all this.

But Su Feng came directly to her next moment and stabbed out with a sword!

Burst!

With a sword in the heart, life is hopeless.

Su Feng turned around and saw the serious father he used to be: Su Tianze.

Su Tianze's blood and tears dripped down, his hands trembled constantly, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Why?" ”

……

"Feng'er, take your sister away!"

"Brother!"

……

A smile finally appeared on Su Feng's zombie-like face.

"For revenge."

The black wind swept over, and Su Feng's speed increased to the extreme, and a sword stabbed out!

Su Tianze was hit by the sword and slowly fell in a pool of blood. Before he died, the corners of Su Tianze's mouth showed a smile that was incomprehensible.

And Su Feng, who had done all this, slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

"What else, come on?"

Family affection is indeed Su Feng's weakness, and ordinary Su Feng must not bear to do it, even if he is forced into a desperate situation, Su Feng will not be able to attack an illusion.

However, the current Su Feng is the Su Feng under the snow.

The vast white snow is forged by the blood of relatives, and everything that is most cherished is sacrificed. In this state, any life is like a debris in Su Feng's eyes.

Su Feng in this state is the real demon.

The heart has no hope, but only revenge.

As soon as Su Feng's voice fell, the environment around him suddenly changed, and the rich smell of blood resurfaced again.

Looking around, all you can see is a lake of blood.

Blood Demon Pool?

Is that all there is to it?

Su Feng slowly stood up, his clothes turned into pieces under the vibration of his body, and they fell into the lake of blood, drowning in blood.

The spiritual power is contained, and the bone age can be known by checking it.

16 years old.

Has it been two years?

Su Feng was a little surprised.

But looking at the cultivation again, two years ago, Su Feng was third-order.

Two years later, Su Feng's cultivation was fixed at 9,999 points of spiritual power.

It's only a little bit of spiritual power away from the fourth order!

Is it just a little bit better?

Su Feng frowned slightly, if the Blood Demon Pool only had this effect, it would be better not to come!

Tempering the mind?

I'm sorry, Su Feng's heart has already been full of holes, does it still need to be tempered again?

It seems that two years of time have been wasted like this!

At this moment, Su Feng was helpless, the blood lake suddenly surged, and Su Feng looked at the blood lake, not knowing what tricks it was going to do.

The blood gushing up from the blood lake did not fall, but condensed in mid-air, and in a moment, a person condensed from blood appeared in front of Su Feng.

Looking at the figure of the person in front of him, although he couldn't see his face clearly, in terms of height and figure, there was no difference from Su Feng.

A faint cyan glow emerged from the man's body, and a bright sun appeared above the man's head.

Lingyang?

Is this the self who has cultivated Lingyang?

Judging from the fluctuation of spiritual power, this person's cultivation is exactly the same as his own, and he also has 9999 spiritual power.

Want to fight?

Fight with yourself?

Sure enough, the man rushed directly towards Su Feng, the blood lake continued to churn, and a stream of blood turned into a long sword appeared in his hand, and he stood up and stabbed in the face of Su Feng.

The familiar storm of sword intent representing hatred rushed to the face!

Sure enough, this is a battle with yourself.

Illusions are useless, do you use this method to destroy yourself now?

Thinking too much, right?

The black light flashed, the Feng Rin Sword was in his hand, Su Feng struck up, and the blood-colored long sword was directly shot into the air.

I don't know why, a trace of irritability suddenly flashed in Su Feng's heart. As a result, this trace of irritability disappeared in an instant under the suppression of Haoran Baixue's sword intent.

In the past, I have always used this style of swordsmanship to attack others, and now I am being used to myself. I haven't experienced it, Su Feng would never have imagined that Storm Storm actually had a spiritual attack.

But that's all there is to it.

Su Feng, who has been immersed in swordsmanship for so many years, how could he be defeated by his own hole cards!

This sword has an empty body, but it has no meaning, it seems to be powerful, but in fact it is full of flaws!

A free hand was used as a sword in his palm and stabbed straight ahead.

Burst!

The palm of his hand passed through the man's body, but it didn't feel like it was touching the flesh at all.

As soon as you pass through, there is no hindrance.

The blood-colored long sword slashed down again, and Su Feng dodged sideways, and the palm that passed through his body suddenly slammed upward.

Scratch!

The sound of a palm slashing across the water sounded, and Su Feng's palm passed through. However, the ground scars caused by Su Feng have quickly returned to their original state.

"Self-healing?" Su Feng asked to himself.

Hearing the sound of breaking wind behind him, Su Feng moved again.

This sword still didn't hurt Su Feng.

Conventional methods can't help this person, so you can only use some unconventional methods.

Blood is clotted, right?

There's really a good way to deal with liquids.

Black wings appeared, and Su Feng's body floated up, dodging a sweeping sword.

In the blink of an eye, Su Feng's eyes regained their luster again.

And this look is the kind of storm used by the man who is condensed by blood!

The blood-colored flame burned, and Su Feng turned around and bit down on the man's shoulder.

"Boom! Boom! ”

……

He swallowed a few mouthfuls violently, and a large mouthful of blood continued to pour into Su Feng's abdomen.

Blocking the attack of the blood-colored long sword, Su Feng was still swallowing blood.

The easiest way to deal with liquids is to drink it!

That's what Su Feng thought!

The most stupid method, but at this moment, it worked wonders.

The man's body quickly decreased, and Su Feng kicked out, and a black wind condensed under his feet.

The rapidly decreasing person was swept by the strong wind, and directly dissipated into drops of blood and landed in the sea of blood.

Su Feng wiped his mouth, his face full of disdain. The Blood Demon Pool, it seems, is nothing more than that.