The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit shouted in horror, because he understood the Wind Demon's intentions in an instant. With Yang Ningfeng's current physical condition, he couldn't withstand such a huge amount of energy in an instant.

Sure enough, Yang Ningfeng's face was immediately covered with pain, and the whole person bulged up all of a sudden, as if it had become an inflated balloon, constantly expanding, and it reached the limit of its endurance all of a sudden, and it was possible to explode and die at any time.

"Wind Demon, I'll fuck your grandma's ancestors for twenty-eight generations!"

It was rare that Yang Ningfeng and the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit had such a tacit understanding once, and they were rude, and the two of them scolded at the same time.

"Protect your consciousness with all your might, quick, let me control my body. ”

Now that the Wind Demon has self-destructed, he has converted all his soul power into energy, trying to support Yang Ningfeng's body to achieve the crazy goal of everyone dying together, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit feels that even if the Wind Demon's soul consciousness is still a little incomplete, but with Yang Ningfeng's stoic character, even without his protection, the Wind Demon can't help it, and now the biggest crisis is that Yang Ningfeng's body is not the energy that his current body can withstand, so he came out roughly, and then said hurriedly.

For such a situation, with so much energy, Yang Ningfeng of course knew that he had no energy to deal with at all, and when he heard the words, there was no second sentence, and as soon as his divine sense was hidden, he withdrew from the control of his body.

"Hey, hey!"

At this moment, the wind demon's gloomy sneer sounded, and then a small but still very powerful soul power for Yang Ningfeng slammed into it!

Airplanes!

Yang Ningfeng's heart was shocked, and his qi and blood were churning! There was a roar in his ears! A muffled snort came out of his mouth.

"Be careful!"

Although the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit knew that the Wind Demon would not really be willing to give up like this, this kind of mutation still caught him a little off guard, and the Wind Demon's soul power suddenly shrouded Yang Ningfeng's soul consciousness in the middle, frightening him to exclaim, and then he was about to desperately deal with the Wind Demon's last soul consciousness.

"Don't worry about me, quickly solve the energy, otherwise, the body will explode and it will be over! His soul power is very weak now, I can handle it, at least I can hold out until you come to help me." ”

Just as the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit was about to make a move, Yang Ningfeng's body swelled again, and the seven orifices began to burst blood, Yang Ningfeng knew that the explosion would happen, so he roared loudly.

Thinking of Yang Ningfeng's usual hard cultivation and perseverance to break through the limit again and again, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit instantly chose to listen to Yang Ningfeng's words.

"Hold on!"

Dropping a sentence, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit controlled Yang Ningfeng's body, and then sealed his hands, which was also the Five Qi Returning Yuan Dao, but the speed at which he refined the energy was many times faster than Yang Ningfeng, but the energy he refined was just like the energy of the spars he absorbed, and it did not belong to Yang Ningfeng, but he didn't know where the refining went.

But no matter where he went, it was a good thing for Yang Ningfeng's body, and he suddenly felt that the pressure was reduced, and his body stopped expanding. It's just that this energy is too big, and it is impossible to refine it for a while, so the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit can only be continuously refined with all his heart, and he knows very well that once he stops, Yang Ningfeng's body will face the danger of exploding again, so he can't take care of Yang Ningfeng for the time being.

"Hmph, wait until I devour your soul consciousness, in this way, I and that sword spirit belong to outsiders in this body, and what he is refining is my energy, and after I devour you, this energy will be controlled by me immediately, and at that time, he will not be my opponent either. ”

The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit couldn't help, and the Wind Demon's confidence suddenly increased again, and he said in a terrifying way.

"If that's the case, do you still need to say it? You're just trying to scare me, make me lose my mind, and then easily devour or obliterate me, it's not that easy!"

But Yang Ningfeng said coldly while guarding his consciousness.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have a little bit of knowledge, but it's a pity that you're too weak, even if I can't get your body in the end, you don't want to live. ”

The wind demon saw that Yang Ningfeng actually saw through it, so he smiled yin, but while constantly attacking his soul, he still did not give up the verbal attack, as long as Yang Ningfeng wavered slightly, he could more easily obliterate or devour Yang Ningfeng's soul consciousness.

Of course, this is an extremely shameful thing for the Wind Demon! Thinking about what a strong man he is, now dealing with a soul who is only the strength of a sixth-rank master, he still needs to attack with words, trying to hit the other party and make the other party's divine sense lose its defense.

"It's useful to say anything, your tricks are useless to me, you may have been very powerful before, but now you are just the end of the strong slave, in my eyes you are already an ant-like existence, you are now just a lingering existence in this world, when you meet me, you are doomed, your existence is to fulfill me. Haha, what a wind demon, in my eyes, you are an ant, you are a vulnerable existence. ”

Speaking of bickering, Yang Ningfeng, who was fighting with the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit every day, was even more afraid, sneering, and fought back continuously, and at the same time, in his consciousness, the Tyrannosaurus Fist punched the Wind Demon one after another, enveloping his soul power.

"Damn!"

The wind demon wanted to provoke Yang Ningfeng, but he was angered by Yang Ningfeng, although he knew that this was not good for him, but he couldn't control it, because he was a proud powerhouse, and now he was not dried up by a milky breath, if he yawned back then, he could make the other party's weak man so cynical, he had a sense of humiliation that his self-esteem was trampled on to the ground.

"I'm going to kill you, your body is mine in the end!!"

The Wind Demon roared in anger, and his attacks were endless. But no matter how subtle and profound his attack is, Yang Ningfeng is as steady as a rock, holding Yuan Shouyi, stubbornly guarding his divine sense, every crazy attack of the wind demon, he smashed it with all his might, and he also found that every time the Tyrannosaurus fist smashed the soul power of the wind demon, although he couldn't smash the other party away, he felt that his own soul power seemed to have increased, and the next time the Tyrannosaurus fist smashed out, the faint power would become a little stronger.

"Could it be that the Tyrannosaurus Fist still has the ability to devour soul power?" Yang Ningfeng moved, feeling that he would have to ask the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit after this crisis.

Bang bang bang!

The constant attacks, although powerful, were constantly smashed apart by Yang Ningfeng with his fists. Every time he smashed through the Wind Demon's attack, every time he dissolved it, Yang Ningfeng felt that his soul power had become a little stronger, and the wind demon felt that his soul power would decrease a little.

"Damn, really hateful, how can you be a soul with the strength of a master, how can you hold up to my attack??"

The Wind Demon couldn't attack it for a long time, and he could feel that the energy he had just transformed with his soul power had become less and less with the refining of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit, if he waited for the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit to free his hand, he would really have to accept the end of failure.

"No, I must not lose, I cannot completely disappear from this world, I will definitely be able to see the day when the master will repay his hatred...... Rather than be wiped out, it is better to fulfill ......"

Once again, the Wind Demon thought of his master's great enmity, and finally, he made one last big decision.

"My soul is the strength, sacrifice my body and melt my soul, you have me, I have you!"

Suddenly, the soul power that enveloped Yang Ningfeng instantly dispersed, and finally, it condensed into a little, flashed in an instant, and shot directly towards Yang Ningfeng's eyebrows.

All the soul power is condensed a little, and in this way, the power is directly multiplied, Yang Ningfeng once swung his fist when he looked at the little soul power that shot in, wanting to scatter it, but in the next second, his face changed greatly.

The wind demon's condensed soul power passed directly through his fist, and finally, stabbed into his eyebrows at once.

Immediately, Yang Ningfeng felt that Yang Ningfeng was in great pain, and he was hit hard, and immediately his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Of course, this kind of vomiting blood is not really vomiting blood, but Yang Ningfeng's conscious reaction, but if this is in reality, he is indeed seriously injured at this time.

"Let's live together!"

When the wind demon successfully entered Yang Ningfeng's eyebrows and entered Yang Ningfeng's consciousness core, he did not choose to attack, but dispersed, and then began to quickly fuse with Yang Ningfeng's soul power in a strange way.

Bang!

This kind of fusion, Yang Ningfeng didn't have the slightest way to resist, he just felt that his soul power suddenly became extremely powerful, and his consciousness was even more lightning flashing all kinds of fragments, which he had never experienced before, these were completely the experience of the wind demon.

"I gave up! It turns out that your name is Yang Ningfeng, this is my last request, from now on, you are Yang Ningfeng, but you are also a wind demon, help the master take revenge...... I'm relieved ......"

Fusion, it came to an end in an instant, when the wind demon's life experience was all imprinted in Yang Ningfeng's consciousness, the wind demon spoke, his tone was full of heartfelt desire, and at the same time, it was also full of ease.

The voice gradually faded away, Yang Ningfeng's eyes were closed, and suddenly, he felt that he had really become a wind demon.

"Boy, are you okay?" Sensing that there was no movement on Yang Ningfeng's side, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit hurriedly asked.

"I'm fine. He fulfilled me, and now, I can control his energy!" Yang Ningfeng sighed lightly and said.

"Are you really the host?"

However, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit felt a little inappropriate when he heard Yang Ningfeng's tone, and did not immediately withdraw control of Yang Ningfeng's body, and asked suspiciously.

"Fuck, am I so unbearable in your eyes? Can't even beat a little wind demon? It hurts my self-esteem too much! Get out of the way, give me a good reflection!" The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit's question immediately caused Yang Ningfeng to roar angrily.

But listening to his angry roar, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit laughed, let out a light laugh, and stepped aside.

Because, apart from Yang Ningfeng, who else has such a speaking style?