Chapter 149 The two blood-colored phoenixes were broken by Emperor Yan's move, Nie Feng immediately retreated, and Emperor Yan, who was already interested in fighting, saw Nie Feng retreating violently, and immediately quickly caught up with Nie Feng.

"Break the current potential!!"

At the moment when Emperor Yama's footsteps rushed forward, Nie Feng's retreating figure was forcibly stopped by him, and with a wave of the blood-colored mist long sword in his hand, the brilliant sword qi like a heavenly river slashed straight down towards Emperor Yama.

"Just look at the stupid fool, how far is there between your Shen River and the Emperor's! Shen Jiang is broken and broken!!" Seeing Nie Feng suddenly slash at himself, the Yama Emperor also swung the flame sword, and a pitch-black flame like a match instantly completely enveloped the top, and in the suffocating atmosphere as if he wanted to drain all the air around him, the Yama Emperor's breaking potential collided with the breaking current potential that Nie Feng exerted.

'Boom!' The same martial arts were used, and it was Nie Feng who struck first, but as expected, it was still Emperor Yan's Shen River Broken Stream that completely defeated Nie Feng's Shen River Broken Flow, and the shattered sword qi was scattered and drifting, seeing that his broken flow momentum was about to fall on Nie Feng, Emperor Yan hurriedly deflected the sword momentum, and the heavy sword momentum bombarded Nie Feng's half-raised blood-colored long sword.

'Poof~~' A mouthful of blood spurted out, Nie Feng's right hand holding the sword was hit by such a powerful move, and he suddenly couldn't grasp the Yama Emperor's broken army, and suddenly, the Yama Emperor Broken Army, who was incarnated as a blood-colored smoke long sword, was split away from his hand, inserted on the ground and turned back into the Yama Broken Army, and the resentment and other changes that wrapped around Nie Feng's body all disappeared at the moment when the Yama Emperor Broken Army left.

"I didn't expect to force out the emperor's 'Demon Devouring Heavenly Dragon Break', it seems that what the witch prince said, there is really a little possibility~~ It's really a joke, if this goes on, the emperor has to break other seals quickly......" Seeing Nie Feng fall to the ground, Emperor Yama put away the flame sword and walked quickly to Nie Feng's side, after seeing that Nie Feng had completely recovered to normal, Emperor Yama had a lot of thoughts for a while.

"Yama...... Am I failing again?"

Opened his eyes with difficulty, and the first thing Nie Feng saw was the Yama Emperor with a worried face, shaking his head a little dazed, and Nie Feng said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, it failed again, it's already the third time. Hearing Nie Feng's inquiry, Emperor Yan nodded and admitted, it turned out that since the first time he condensed the Emperor's hatred, Nie Feng was controlled by the Emperor's hatred, a month has passed, and Nie Feng, including this time, is already the third attempt to tame the Emperor's hatred, but unfortunately, it still failed.

"Damn! It's like this again! Why every time I sacrifice the emperor's hatred, my eyes will be shrouded in a piece of blood, and everything else that is moving looks like a white soul, and I still vaguely remember that at the beginning of the sacrifice of the emperor's hatred, there was a voice whispering in my ear, asking me to kill the whole world......"

Recalling the scene when he sacrificed the Emperor's hatred, Nie Feng covered his forehead and said bitterly: "Could it be that I made a mistake when I cultivated the Emperor's Hatred?"

"No, you didn't make a mistake, and the imperial hatred that the demon king gave you is also genuine, but now you don't have the ability to control the huge resentment power of that soul sword. Hearing Nie Feng's words, Emperor Yan shook his head.

"After fighting against you this time, the emperor finally began to understand that this imperial hatred is a special soul sword that can erode into the depths of the user's own soul and stimulate the user's boundless hatred. ”

"Are you saying that my soul is too fragile to control the Emperor's hatred? I always thought that after so many years in the Heavenly Sword Sect, I had already been ridiculed and ridiculed and tempered into a strong soul that was invincible to all poisons. Hearing Emperor Yan's words, Nie Feng suddenly felt a burst of loss, if someone else said this to himself, Nie Feng might scoff, but if Emperor Yan said it, Nie Feng would accept it all.

"That's it. After sighing, Emperor Yan continued: "Stupid, I know that you are very sensitive to the contempt of others and your mood, that is because you have been able to only look at people's faces for ten years in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the last Huo Ling incident is the best illustration, your soul is actually very fragile, afraid of being despised and ridiculed by others, once you see this, you can't help but burst out with killing intent and anger, this is one of the weaknesses of your soul, and it is also an important point that the emperor can control you lightly." ”

"Indeed, the ten years you have experienced in the Heavenly Sword Sect have honed your resilience and heart, but your soul is injured, under the ridicule and contempt of your fellow disciples, and now it has become, once the enemy shows this expression to you, you will not be able to suppress the killing intent, and you killed him when you were fighting that ThunderClan waste is a good proof. ”

"As long as you can't face this gaze calmly for a day, and if you don't move in the face of ridicule, you won't be able to control the emperor's hatred for a day, the use of the soul sword is completely different from the general martial arts cultivation, especially this kind of soul sword that can guide the dark side of other people's hearts, it is not that you can control it if you are high, even if you reach the heavenly level, but if there is such a loophole in the heart, you will also be controlled by the emperor's hatred, and the only thing that can tame the emperor's hatred is to rely on yourself and fill the gap in your heart. ”

"And this kind of loophole in your soul must be overcome as much as possible, because if you can't overcome it as much as possible, the stronger your cultivation will become in the future, the bigger this kind of spiritual loophole will become, and the wider the dark side will become, so it will inevitably be transformed into an irrepressible demon, once the demon is formed, it is not so simple to eliminate or suppress it. ”

Emperor Yan's words, like a morning bell, rippled in Nie Feng's mind, recalling his consistent behavior, indeed, if he encountered that contempt and ridicule, the killing intent in his heart couldn't help but surge out, and a desire to kill the other party on the spot continued to increase with the enhancement of cultivation.

"Is it all caused by a hole in my mind...... Yama is sorry, I want to be quiet, I want to think about it. Looking at the red crystal pillar in the center of the cave with a dull gaze, after Nie Feng said a word, he came to the edge of the pillar, ignoring the high temperature of the fire aura emanating from it, he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

"Really, if you say that you will enter the determination, you will enter the determination, and you will treat the emperor as a worker?" Emperor Yan, who had a long mouth, moved the Emperor Yama Broken Army to Nie Feng's side not far away, and then looked at Nie Feng seriously, and thought quietly: "But this emperor hates it very much, if you want to master it, it is equivalent to having to carry out a 'heart training' Once the heart training fails, you will no longer be qualified to control it?"

"It's true that this emperor hates a lot, and that sword demon seems to be even more terrible, although the emperor only heard rumors at that time, but he hasn't really seen this guy, but based on this emperor's hatred, I'm afraid this guy is really a very terrible guy, it's just that...... It's useless to think about it, it's better to sleep well now......" After speaking, Emperor Yan opened his small mouth and yawned a little, and lay directly on the ground to sleep.

※※※ Nie Feng, who closed his eyes, began to constantly pass through the things of his childhood, in the small village, the cordial care of his family and neighbors, although he had to help the family work, but he lived a very happy day every day, these pictures were like a marquee in Nie Feng's mind.

However, these happy pictures were quickly shrouded in blood, a man in a black robe, standing on a pile of corpses laughing wildly, the blood of relatives, friends, and neighbors slowly flowed into a stream under his feet, and the pleas of the people in the village only made his killing more pleasant, while the powerless Nie Feng could only watch the atrocities happen in front of him, and from that moment on, a huge scar appeared in Nie Feng's heart.

The picture turned again, Nie Feng, who was in the Heavenly Sword Sect, his qualifications could be described as very mediocre, and only one year of cultivation could withstand the two or three months of others entering the realm, gradually, Nie Feng became the laughing stock of his peers, and even the senior brother who passed on his skills to himself didn't pay attention to himself because he felt that he had lost his face.

He just wants to get stronger and revenge and endures all kinds of ridicule and laughter, just desperately waving the long sword in his hand, he doesn't need the approval of others, and he doesn't need the sympathy of others, he just needs to become stronger, not to exhale Yang Mei in front of anyone, just to help his relatives and friends get back justice.

"Get out!" A voice echoed in Nie Feng's ears, Nie Feng looked back, and found a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old, walking around surrounded by a group of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, and Nie Feng suddenly found that when his body shape changed back to when he was a child, even his cultivation changed back to Cheng Dù at that time, it turned out that between the wandering divine consciousness, Nie Feng's divine sense and Nie Feng in the memory of Feng Chen's memory fused together, and returned to the 'past' again.

"What are you ~~ talking about?" involuntarily, Nie Feng asked the young man with extreme contempt and ridicule in his eyes, although he was about the same age, but whether it was in style or momentum, Nie Feng could not compare with the young man in front of him.

A crisp sound sounded, and Nie Feng was slapped to the ground at the moment he finished asking, and the young man stepped on Xiao Nie Feng's head with one foot and kept turning, and said in an indifferent and mocking tone that did not match his age: "What are you talking about?" Young Master Ben told you to get out of the way, so the leper dog just had to be beaten to understand that Young Master Ben didn't want to beat you this waste, but who allowed you to come here?"

"Here...... It is a place where all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect can come...... Why can't I come?" Nie Feng, who was trampled on his head, was unable to get the young man's feet away because of his cultivation, although he kept struggling, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were following the young man and were about the same age as Nie Feng just kept laughing, and the sneering faces turned into distorted ghost faces in Nie Feng's eyes.

"Hah, anyone can come, what do you really think of yourself?" As if hearing the biggest joke in the world, the young man let go of the foot that was stepping on Nie Feng's head, and pulled Nie Feng's hair to lift the young Nie Feng up.