"You lost. ”

"Yes....... I lost. ”

At this moment, facing the terrible situation in which Luo Lan was holding the "Fury Flame Blade" and pointing directly at him, Yu Feng only felt that his heart instantly became cold.

At this moment, emotions such as remorse, chagrin, and self-blame appeared in his mind, this time the opponent was obviously chosen by the boy himself, but he fell into disadvantage in a very short time after the battle began, and even the weapon in his hand was destroyed.

Although Feather Wind is also quite capable of fighting with his bare hands, he is only facing some mediocre opponents like Lighthard.

And when fighting a super master like Luo Lan, who was armed with a blood-made holy weapon, fighting the enemy with his bare hands was basically equivalent to suicide, and the boy had no doubt that his fists would be burned to char after a few rounds......

"Don't hate me, that's what the so-called battle is, and the advantage of weapons is also an integral part of the battle. ”

Seeing Yu Feng's lost expression, Luo Lan slowly raised the scimitar in his hand, as if he was ready to continue the pursuit and kill the young man!

Because this is a life-and-death "fight" rather than a "competition", Luo Lan has no intention of staying alive at all.

Since he made up his mind to participate in this incident, this young man from the Western Desert has a plan to kill all those who know, after all, he does not plan to be hunted down by the "Demon Hunter Association" in the next few years, so it is a job that must be completed.

Is it the benefit of weapons...... At this time, Yu Feng was not indignant because Luo Lan's weapon was a powerful blood-made holy weapon, because losing is losing, winning is winning, and there are no many excuses to talk about.

Not long ago, Yu Feng also had an extremely powerful "ghost god" in his hands, and at that time, he often relied on the ability of "ghost god" to suppress others, which was actually a very normal thing in itself, and there was nothing special about it.

And taking a step back, even if Yu Feng had the same level of weapon in his hand at this time, he still knew that his chances of winning would still not be high, after all, Luo Lan's strength in most aspects was above him, if it weren't for the superb sword skills taught by Teacher Liyong, I am afraid that the two would have separated the winner at the first contact......

"Ghosts" ....... Unconsciously, Feather Wind remembered the bloody artifact that he had left in the forest yesterday, and the boy abandoned it in fear of being controlled by it.

If there is the divine soldier that Teacher Liyong sent me at this time, is there still a possibility of a reversal in this battle?

Thinking of the Blood Sacred Weapon, which was extremely ominous, but when it came to the power of the Blood Hallow, Feather Wind felt somewhat regretful at this time.

"If you still have that sword from before, maybe it will make me more excited, but alas, you all have to die here today. ”

At the same time, a trace of murderous aura flashed in Luo Lan's eyes, but he still raised the "Fury Flame Blade" in his hand and slashed at the head of Yu Feng, who had no weapons!

From a personal point of view, Luo Lan didn't want to kill this man who might become a fierce rival in the future in this situation.

But this time the situation is special, he must calm down the situation here as soon as possible, and then take away the "Feather Dragon God Wings" that contain great power, so that he can make his strength skyrocket in a short period of time!

Yes, Luo Lan has been running for the "Wings of the Feather Dragon God" from the beginning, although he knows that "Faust" is not a good idea, but because Luo Lan has already contacted Hades, he believes that with the luck of the two of them, he will definitely be able to gain something in this battle.

So you can die in peace!The "Flame Blade" turned into a fiery dragon in the air and headed straight towards Feather Wind!

Damn it...... My dream, my future, is it going to end here!" Looking at the blade that was gradually getting bigger in front of his eyes, Yu Feng couldn't help but close his eyes.

Now he has not only lost his weapon, but also consumed a lot of money in the passive beating just now, so he is disheartened and can only stay where he is and wait for death.

I'm sorry, Grandpa Tamu, Teacher Rion, Miss Sylvie, Sister Shaffe, Sister Violet, it was I who was too reckless to cause this situation.

When the "Flame Blade" was already in his face, time around the boy seemed to stand still, giving him enough time to repent of the mistakes he had made.

At this time, he seemed to have returned to the quiet "Kakalik Village", and lived happily in the company of his little companions as before, without paying attention to any disputes, what a free and easy life it was.

"Hey...... Is this giving up? What a useless boy. ”

Just as Feather Wind was thinking back to that glittering time, a gloomy voice suddenly came out of his mind, as if mocking him.

You...... In the darkness of the void, Feather Wind opened his eyes suddenly, and what appeared in his field of vision was something he had seen before.

It stood in the void, a vermilion gate, and on the outside of the door there were many lilac chains that locked it firmly.

Suddenly, Yu Feng's mouth couldn't help but call out this name, a name that was once very familiar, but later brought him countless troubles and fears.

"If you don't die if I help you, and you can defeat that kid, how about it?"

The voice in the void still sounded numb, but for Feather Wind now, this gloomy voice didn't seem to be as annoying as before.

"You...... Can you help me?"

Perhaps because he had experienced a desperate situation and was about to die, the young man broke out at this time with a strong desire to survive**, and he actually opened his mouth to ask for help from this "evil sword" that he believed in his heart.

Hearing this, the vermilion door immediately trembled, as if it was laughing.

"Tell me the same way, put your hand on me, and go out and slaughter the boy. ”

"So...... If I do that, what do I have to give? body, or soul, will you completely control my body to kill?"

Although he already knew that he didn't have much choice, Feather Wind wanted to know the answer, which was very important to him.

If he will be completely controlled as Mr. Liyong said, then he who is controlled by the "ghosts" may kill Luo Lan and then do something to Xisa, Wuming and Yuluo, if this happens, then Yufeng might as well die here.

"Of course not, the spell seal of that highness is very strong, and my body can't get out of this seal at all, and it's impossible to occupy your **, so don't worry. ”

As before, the voice coming from the door was still so seductive, like a kraken in the ocean tempting a traveler to die.

"But you have been thrown by me into the distant forest, how can you help me now?"

At this time, Yu Feng suddenly remembered this question, if the "ghost god" is not in his hand, then how can he talk about its help?

"Hey...... You don't need to worry about that, since the last time you signed the "contract" with me, we have developed a soul connection, so I am always by your side, anytime, anywhere. ”

I see...... Wouldn't it be useless to throw this thing away?

It wasn't until now that Yu Feng realized what he had done last time he was inexplicably tricked, and it seemed that this door had settled in the depths of his soul, and it should be impossible to get rid of it easily.

In that case, let's make a big fuss. The young man sighed, and suddenly had a feeling of "evil is born on the side of the guts", this is the first time in his life, and it can be regarded as setting a precedent.

Just as Feather Wind had made up his mind, his eyes snapped open! At this moment, the flames of the "Fury Flame Blade" had almost burned to his nose, and it seemed that the next moment it was about to burn the boy to charcoal.......

"Come out of here, you pretending to be a fool!"

In an instant, when the "Fury Flame Blade" was about to split his body in two, and then burned into a pile of ashes, with a furious shout from Feather Wind, a dazzling red light suddenly flashed on his chest!

Boom! Half a second later, Luo Lan only felt that there was a powerful impact from the "Fury Flame Blade" in his hand, which actually shocked him who was originally in a sprinting state and flew out upside down!

Not only that, but from the young man in front of him, who had already lost his combat effectiveness, there was also a terrifying aura!

What the...... When Luo Lan was shocked by a blow, he took more than ten steps back in a row before he could barely stabilize his figure, and when Luo Lan finally slowed down and looked over there, he saw that there was suddenly an extra long sword flashing with crimson light in the young man's hand!

The total length of this sword is about one meter four, and the sword body presents a translucent texture, which looks very elegant and beautiful.

Not only that, but the three red, pillar-like "liquids" flowing in the body of the sword were constantly flowing with the tilt of the sword, as if there was crimson blood flowing in the bones.

Dangerous, but full of moving charm, this is Luo Lan's first impression of this sword.

Call...... Has it finally come to this point again? At this time, Yu Feng felt the familiar grip in his hand, felt the surging blood on his body as if it was about to explode, and felt the negative emotions mixed with mania, anger, and killing intent that appeared from the depths of his heart, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Although the "ghost god" is now unable to completely control his body, Yu Feng knows that when he releases the energy of this sword, he will also constantly push his own spirit and ** to a very extreme point, which is likely to cause his body to collapse from the inside out......

But at this time, he couldn't care about so much, the young man held the "ghost god" in his hand tightly, stared straight at Luo Lan in front of him, and said expressionlessly: "Now start the second round, and for the sake of me giving so much, can you ...... Don't die so easily. ”