Reaching out to catch the head falling from the air, Wang Feng took off the dark blindfold from the skull's eyes. [Full text reading] looked at it carefully and put it on his eyes. I didn't get used to it at first, but I immediately felt a lot more comfortable looking around.

After glancing around, there was no trace of a living person around, so Wang Feng lowered his head and carefully observed the knife in his hand.

For the first time in so many years, he picked up the knife in his hand to kill someone, and Wang Feng's anger accumulated for many years finally vented a little.

The knife in his hand may have been stained with blood from the murder, and the dazzling light of the knife when it first began to spin has already dimmed a lot. The overall image feeling is not so radiant, and it has converged a lot.

Fingers wiped down the blade, Wang Feng carefully felt the edges, patterns, accessories, and blades of his knife. Wang Feng, who had his eyes closed, did not feel the shape and soul of this knife through sight, but through tangible touch.

The corpses of a few people just now did not make Wang Feng feel free to let go of killing, but there was an additional regret that he could not enjoy the food at present. Are these people the so-called well-trained demon warriors?

His mind continued to immerse himself in the caress of the blade. This knife has appeared in Wang Feng's dreams I don't know how many times. Wang Feng had fantasized about how to build it with his own hands no less than a thousand times. Although he didn't do it himself, the phoenix did present it according to his own ideas.

He let out a long breath and took another long breath. Wang Feng seemed to have shaken off the invisible shackles that had wrapped around him all day, and breathed freely. When he breathed again, the internal force of the dantian poured into the knife like a mountain and a sea.

The blade seemed to feel Wang Feng's pleasure, and it also shook violently with the surging internal force, the blade was full of red light, and the phoenix ornament seemed to come to life, transforming into a dreamlike red shadow. If you look closely, the red shadow is even slightly turbulent.

Finally, Wang Feng laughed, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and pinching the tip of the knife with the other, and laughed slowly. At first, it was still a chuckle, but gradually the voice became louder and louder, no less than the scream of a phoenix. The laughter with strong internal strength spread far away, touched the edge of the valley, and reflected back, bursting with roars, and the whole valley was the rumbling laughter of Wang Feng. The snow on the distant mountains kept shaking, and after being shaken by the phoenix only yesterday, there was another avalanche.

But Wang Feng's laughter did not stop because of this, but tended to intensify. laughed wildly for a long time, and there was no sign of exhaustion. The sound contained Wang Feng's strong internal force, and some of the phoenixes on the ground had been shaken off by the frozen hard flowers and grass after entering the knife, and they were thrown to the ground. Then, in the midst of the stronger laughter, the broken stalks, along with some broken ice on the ground, seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads, and shook up and down with the rhythm of laughter.

The ground around Wang Feng seemed to have been hit by a huge hammer, and it seemed to have experienced a strong earthquake, which slowly shook with laughter. A few invisible cracks snaked out from under Wang Feng's feet, and I don't know how far away. Finally, I couldn't stand the stronger and stronger sound waves, and with a click, they all cracked. On the flat ice and snow ground, there seemed to be a giant spider web with Wang Feng as the center and a radius of several zhang away.

After so many years, I can finally laugh so unbridledly, even sound waves can have so much power.

As if being bombarded by countless thunderstorms, the voices echoing in the valley no longer had Wang Feng's laughter, but a deafening roar. Bai Xue kept running from side to side, as if trying to avoid these inescapable sounds, and seemed restless. Fortunately, it just doesn't feel good, Bai Xue's skin is rough and thick, and it hasn't been hurt yet.

A familiar voice didn't know when it appeared in Wang Feng's ears. Although the sound was not loud, it was not drowned out at all in this valley full of laughter and thunder, and it sounded directly in Wang Feng's head.

"You really can't be seen through, Wang Feng. ”

The sudden voice made Wang Feng stop laughing, raised the knife in his hand, and asked in surprise: "Phoenix, is it you?

"Of course it's me, I'm not dead, how can I not speak!"

I don't know where the voice came from, anyway, Wang Feng naturally heard the voice of the phoenix, as if he was speaking directly in his head. Yes, it does come out of the head. Wang Feng could conclude that his ears did not hear the slightest sound at all.

Just as he was about to speak, Wang Feng's voice sounded in his head again: "I didn't speak, I communicated with you through your energy." What a magical piece of metal that can be so psychic. ”

Wang Feng didn't know why the phoenix would say such a thing, so he asked. As soon as he finished speaking, Phoenix's answer appeared.

"According to possessed magic, this shouldn't be the case. Possession will consume a lot of my energy, and I can only accumulate it slowly. At the current level, in about ten years, I will be able to accumulate enough strength to manifest. Appears when you are fighting enemies. However, for some reason, there are some very strange changes to this piece of metal. ”

Naturally, Wang Feng asked, "What changes?"

The phoenix's hundreds of years of lifespan and cyclical reincarnation are not nothing, at least many things, they know very well.

"I can feel a strange energy coming from your body, this energy that I have never seen before, but it is so powerful. "To be able to get the praise of Phoenix, Wang Feng is also very useful.

"I don't know why this piece of metal, my fire element, even the supreme soul fire of the Phoenix Clan, can only change its shape. However, as soon as your energy comes in, it seems to come to life, it is extremely active, it can absorb your energy slowly, and it seems to be very familiar, I really don't know how you do it. ”

Of course, the phoenix didn't know that since Wang Feng got this piece of cold iron and was ignited by an old man, he had never stopped inputting true qi. Over the years, this piece of cold iron has also undergone some subtle changes. Although it is not as exaggerated as Phoenix said, with spirituality or something, at least it is extremely suitable for Wang Feng's true qi. Compared with ordinary weapons, Wang Feng can use at least fifty percent more power.

Of course, it was a good thing to get the knife, but now it was a pleasant surprise to Wang Feng to be able to communicate with Phoenix. Phoenix's voice continued: "I'm now, as long as you keep transmitting that strange energy, I can maintain the ability to communicate with you, it's very strange." I thought I was going to live alone for ten years," directly transmitted to Wang Feng's head, the voice of the phoenix sounded very happy.

However, what surprised Phoenix even more was that he asked: "Wang Feng, I can feel the energy you released just now, it is so powerful, why do you still need such a knife? Even if you don't use anything, as far as I know, among the human race, you are very powerful." None of the people who besieged me back then were as good as you are now. ”

Wang Feng did not stop inputting internal force into the knife in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Do you want to know my story?"

The phoenix snorted, Wang Feng shook his head and said, "Don't be so loud!"

Listening to the apology from the phoenix, Wang Feng shook his head and smiled: "It's okay. ”

"Of course I'd love to know your story, but now I'm feeling a little tired, and I'm going to rest. When I'm rested, I'll listen slowly. When the time comes, you must tell me your story, and also, you have to tell me, why did you finally ask me to divide this piece of metal in half, and that half should also be made into a knife?"

Wang Feng nodded, and whispered to the knife: Rest first, and when you are rested, I will tell you all this. ”

"Give me as much of your weird energy as you can, I feel comfortable, and I'll recover quickly. The voice of the phoenix came: "I will sleep for a while, and when I wake up, I will listen to your story and see the place you took me through." ”

I could clearly feel that the phoenix's voice was getting smaller and smaller, and finally there was no sound. Wang Feng patted the blade gently, as if patting his own child, and said softly: "You have a good rest." ”

With his left hand, he grabbed the small horizontal branch that he was specially made in his hand, and Wang Feng casually lifted the knife over. According to the request of the little phoenix, the input of internal force has not been stopped in his hand. I'm used to this, but I don't feel uncomfortable.

Wang Feng looked left and right, and there was a corpse lying on the ground not far from the ground. Because of its proximity, the large ice ball made by the magician had been shattered into pieces of ice of different sizes by laughter after he split it with a single slash.

Gathering these corpses together, Wang Feng carefully searched each corpse. Except for the magician, everyone else was dressed the same. Looking at their packages, it doesn't seem like they've been living here all the time. Only the magician didn't have any luggage, but he had a delicate staff. Looking at the style of the staff and the degree of intricacy of the carving, it should be a good boutique.

These people are all human faces, and if Miller is right, they should be those demon warriors who have cultivated both magic and martial arts. I just don't know why it's so bad.

In fact, these people have traveled long distances without light skills, and in the end, they not only climb the high mountains, but also have to be responsible for bringing out the mages who have lost their strength, and they have already consumed considerable strength. I didn't know much about Wang Feng, and I was a little underestimated, and when I saw the knife, I had forgotten the vigilance and threat I should have, and rashly appeared beside Wang Feng. Wang Feng waits for work, naturally has a great advantage, plus a knife in his hand, and has a heart sacrifice knife, and the murderous intent is violent. Even if these people are at the peak of their usual state, it is difficult to be Wang Feng's knife, let alone in such a situation.

Regardless of the strength of these people, the question now is whether these corpses were sent by the Wizards Guild or the Samurai Guild. Apparently they did not enter the Holy Land through normal channels, and it was imperative to find out who they were.