Chapter 151 "Master, with your sword that you didn't even dare to look at in the past, you will never be able to defeat the concubine body, and now, the concubine body will prove to you how incompetent and fragile your evasive sword is." smiled indifferently, the smile of the stunning beauty in the palace costume seemed to make the endless darkness shine, looking back and smiling, it was exactly like this.

"Nonsense! No matter who you are, I'm going to kill you today!!" The words of the purple palace costume beauty continued to stab Nie Feng like a needle, and the fire lotus appeared under his feet one after another, and Nie Feng quickly stepped on the fire lotus and rushed towards the palace beauty.

"The Shenjiang River is broken, and the flow is broken!"

As soon as he made a move, Nie Feng directly used a killing move, and the broken flow was like a waterfall pouring down towards the palace beauties.

In the face of this killer move, the palace beauties are quite calm, with a shallow smile on the plump and rose-colored cherry lips, and the thin beauty moles at the corners of the mouth make the palace beauties look amorous.

"Is the Shen River broken?As always, it is a powerful martial art, but unfortunately, the concubine body has already said that this kind of fragile blade that even dare not face in the past is impossible to defeat the concubine body, and it will only become your shackles. Even the smile did not converge, the palace beauty gently waved the purple mist sword in her hand, and suddenly, countless sword qi surged towards the broken flow potential as if it were ten thousand arrows, and in an instant, the powerful sword qi of the broken flow potential was cracked by the palace beauty with a sword.

At the moment when the current breaking potential was cracked, Nie Feng had already flashed behind the palace beauty, and the blood-colored mist sword in his hand stabbed forward suddenly, but the palace beauty seemed to have expected it, and had already turned around and waited for Nie Feng to attack.

'Ding!' The two swords intersected, and Nie Feng's blood-colored mist sword was lightly framed by the purple mist sword of the palace beauty, and a cold light flashed from Nie Feng's eyes, and Nie Feng began to wave the blood-colored mist sword in his hand, and a series of sword momentum continued to attack the palace beauty, although it did not use the majestic momentum of martial arts, but it was as smooth and fast as the clouds and flowing water of his peers.

"I see, sure enough, it is a swordsmanship that has been cultivated without interruption in the past ten years, and it is indeed smooth, such a swordsmanship can even withstand some low-level swordsmanship, right?" For Nie Feng's intensive offensive, the palace beauty seemed to be extremely calm, and the purple mist sword in her hand seemed to swing slowly, but it always cracked Nie Feng's offensive at the last moment.

"Roar!!How is it possible!!!I've become stronger, why!!Why I still can't break it!!The monstrous !!" attack was taken by a sword, Nie Feng had already begun to become confused, and Nie Feng, whose mental trauma had been revealed, was not far from the brink of collapse at this moment.

"Because the concubine body said that the sword that you didn't even dare to face in the past is just a fragile blade, and it will never be able to defeat the concubine body, don't you understand?" For the monstrous momentum that suddenly erupted, the palace beauty still had a relaxed smile, and after Lianbu took a few steps back, the palace beauty suddenly stabbed the purple mist sword in her hand into the void.

A sword stabbed out, and the purple sword qi was like a ram hammer, and suddenly burst out of the purple mist sword in the hand of the palace beauty, and slammed into the monstrous momentum, and the powerful force immediately blasted the monstrous sword net out of a huge hole, and then, the purple sword qi changed into purple mist, and soon swallowed all the sword momentum.

"Roll Lang Potential !!"

As soon as the blood mist sword in his hand was flipped, Nie Feng transformed the shattered monstrous momentum into a rolling potential, and the tornado-style sword momentum quickly regrouped, rolling into the air mixed with purple mist, and killing the palace beauties again, now Nie Feng, every hand is a dead hand, and they are all launched with the idea of wanting the life of the beautiful woman in front of him.

"It's a pity, it's useless. Looking up, after the palace beauty shook her head, the purple mist sword in her hand shook slightly, and a giant snake composed of purple mist suddenly burst out of the palace beauty's body and rushed towards Nie Feng's curling momentum, only the tail of the giant snake was still connected to the back of the palace beauty.

After a giant snake burst out, one after another mist giant snakes also sprang out of the back of the palace beauty, the nine huge snake bodies broke through the momentum without any hindrance, the nine huge snake heads continued to roar and entangle behind the palace beauty, and the eighteen snake eyes full of killing intent stared at Nie Feng who was blasted back to the ground.

"Wow!!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Nie Feng, who was lying on the ground, looked at the purple palace beauty standing in front of him, from beginning to end, the smile of the palace beauty never disappeared, and she seemed so calm and calm, and the killing move that the palace beauty used just now broke her own volume with a devastating momentum.

"Why? Why do I still lose? Why?" Looking at the palace beauty, Nie Feng's eyes had lost their brilliance, and the palace beauty pulled away the terrifying nine-headed purple mist snake behind her, then put away her smile and said, "Because, you are not willing to face your past at all, every time you think back to your own past, you just glance at it and run away." ”

"The past, no matter how unbearable and poignant it is, is your doppelganger, it is the driving force for you to become stronger, only those who are really brave enough to face their past can give birth to the most powerful blade, and only those who accept and do not run away from the past can condense the blade that cuts through the thorns of progress. ”

After a pause, the palace beauty saw that the look in Nie Feng's eyes began to recover, and the palace beauty continued: "Don't run away from and seal your humiliating past, because it represents not your humiliating time, but the sign of the thorny road you have walked, accept it, let it be transformed into your sharp blade, as long as you have such a strong past as a support, I believe that your sharp blade will definitely be able to cut off the one in front of you." ”

"He doesn't represent my humiliation, but the thorny road I have passed?" The words of the palace beauties kept echoing in Nie Feng's mind, and the scenes were either happy, sad, humiliated, or heartache, and began to turn into fragments and dust, and condensed towards the blood-colored mist sword in Nie Feng's hand.

As the fragments of memories around him began to change into debris in the sky and surged towards the blood-colored mist long sword in Nie Feng's hand, the mist long sword in Nie Feng's hand began to change, as if these fragments were condensing the true entity of this blood mist long sword.

And at the same time that the fragments of memories were transformed into sword blades, Nie Feng also closed his eyes, the crazy humiliation on his face had disappeared, replaced by a kind of calm and self-confidence, and the inferiority complex that had been hidden in the past and had never been seen had quietly dissipated.

The purple palace beauty, after the fragments of memories around her collapsed, wore a faint smile, looking at Nie Feng's changes at the moment, the purple mist long sword in her hand also seemed to be affected, revealing her true form, the delicate long sword that exuded purple streamer was the purple cloud that Nie Feng often used.

With the fragments of memory condensed together, the long sword in Nie Feng's hand has also been formed, the iron-gray sword body, there are a lot of branches, between the branches, as if there is magma flowing, exuding a crimson light, the sword body is rough and weird, as if it is a shape directly cut out of pig iron, the gauntlet of the sword is sharp and convex, and above the blade, there are also many long and short, irregular sharp hooks, into the tip of the oblique sword, which shows the difference of this long sword.

The weapon in Nie Feng's hand is not called a long sword, but it can actually be called a stabbing sword, the uneven sword body, and the many sharp thorns of the branches, all look so evil and wild, a depressing aura, constantly released from the long sword, as if under this long sword, it is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"It's finally formed, and the emperor hates it. Looking at the long sword in Nie Feng's hand, the palace beauties showed a heartfelt smile, and the pitch-black void seemed to be melted under this stunning smile.

"This is also your credit, without you, I'm afraid I would have been swallowed up by the darkness of my heart today, thank you, Zi Yunxiao. Opening his eyes, Nie Feng had recovered to his usual calm, looking at the palace beauties in front of him gratefully, Nie Feng nodded gratefully and said.

"Giggle...... The master seems to have finally remembered the concubine's body, and the concubine still thinks that the master still doesn't know who the concubine is, and the master, when the concubine is in this form, he also asks the master to call the concubine 'Zi Ji'. Hearing Nie Feng's thanks, Zi Yunxiao immediately covered his mouth and chuckled.

"It's really unrecognizable, in fact, it's impossible for normal people to recognize it...... You must know that you were a big snake before, but now you are ......" Speaking of this, Nie Feng's eyes drifted a little, because Zi Ji's form at the moment is too seductive, maybe in terms of appearance, Huo Ling can be equal to Zi Ji's current posture, but the problem is that the mature temperament and bewitching aura exuded by Zi Ji are not something that Huo Ling can exude at this age, although Huo Ling is also born with a bewitching posture, but compared to Zi Ji, it is really too far away.

"Giggle...... Master, you are really interesting, when the snake body is the posture of the concubine before her death, and the fusion with Ziyunxiao is the posture of the concubine body after she really becomes a sword spirit. Speaking of this, Zi Ji glanced at the imperial hatred in Nie Feng's hand, and then continued: "I don't know if the master still remembers, Zi Ji once said that after retrieving his original form, he will inevitably have a good fight with the master?

"Understood, just do as you say......" With a wry smile, Nie Feng said to Zi Ji, a stunning beauty, because at this time, Nie Feng also wanted to know how powerful the truly formed imperial hatred was.