Riding on a horse, Du Chengfeng and Su Xiqing looked at each other from afar.

It was the first time he had seen this mortal enemy in the true sense of the word.

Although Du Chengfeng had seen Su Xiqing many times when he was polishing the blades of those grassland Hu people, it was not until this personal meeting that he realized that those memories of Su Xiqing were just one-sided observations of this man.

Only now, when the two sides meet their eyes, can he truly appreciate this strength.

"It's so strong......"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh.

So when he saw Su Xiqing chasing after him again, Du Chengfeng turned the horse's head without hesitation, patted the horse and ran.

Although it can be more brave to go directly to a big battle, he will only fight an enemy that he can't defeat at all when he is full. Wielding a knife at a strong enemy is indeed a manifestation of courage, but if you swing a knife knowing that you can't beat it, it can only be said that your head is somewhat stained.

So, Su Xiqing chased, and Du Chengfeng ran.

Su Xiqing stopped chasing, Du Chengfeng turned the horse's head and went back.

If he goes back, he must go back, after all, he can't let go of Su Xiqing.

Of course, he will definitely not be able to beat Su Xiqing himself now. But except for Su Xiqing, those ordinary grassland armorers, even if they are grassland armorers who are evil in the body, can't he kill them?

As it turned out, it was still possible to kill.

And, the more you kill, the more you get easier.

You can kill more.

He can also, kill more.

"More and more, more ......"

Du Chengfeng on horseback muttered to himself, and his eyes began to gradually turn blood-red.

Fortunately, Du Chengfeng's side couldn't hold it anymore, and when he was about to rush forward, Su Xiqing in the distance had already retreated to Jizhen with his men.

Du Chengfeng could even vaguely see Su Xiqing in the distance, with a murderous gaze that suppressed hatred.

This also made Du Chengfeng himself breathe a sigh of relief.

If you like to stare at it, just stare at it, no one can come over anyway - and even more, he has to thank Su Xiqing for his actions in bringing those steppe armor warriors into the city.

After all, this directly made his increasingly piercing killing intent lose his target.

"Really...... Dangerous. ”

Clenching the reins in his hand tightly, Du Chengfeng let out a sigh of relief.

Almost, just now, he couldn't suppress this desire to kill, and galloped out directly.

After killing those grassland armor soldiers, he and the blades in his hands did become stronger, but after those grassland armorers who had entered the body were killed, the evil qi that came back was far more refined than ordinary killing-even if Du Chengfeng had already been able to do it, and he was not affected by the evil qi at all when sharpening the knife, but at this moment, when facing those more refined evil qi, he could only say that he could barely maintain the most basic sanity and prevent himself from suddenly going crazy and going to die.

That's really a death sentence, although he is indeed becoming stronger now, but this irrational power is impossible to beat that monster-like Su Xiqing.

The cacophony echoed in Du Chengfeng's mind, almost driving him crazy for a while.

"Kill! Kill it! You're already strong, aren't you? Why don't you kill it! ”

The voice in his head was urging him, and even Du Chengfeng himself began to feel that killing directly was the most heroic act.

"Why don't you kill? Why not kill them? Is it because of your indecision? Or are you the kind of White Lotus who won't kill anyone you see? ”

No, it's not like that.

Du Chengfeng, on horseback, clutched his skull, trying to resist the influence of the voices in his head—but the move was ultimately futile, only because the voice came from the bottom of his heart.

"The Yang family wanted to kill you, you didn't kill them, did you? Yang Saburo wanted to assassinate you, and you didn't kill him, did you? There is also Cui Yuan, a swordsman who deceived you in the bazaar and attacked you after sharpening his sword...... You haven't killed anyone, you don't even want to get blood, why? Is it because of your cowardice? Is it because of your weakness? ”

Hiss......

Du Chengfeng, who had a splitting headache, had already rolled over and rolled off the horse, and even the large pile of weapons in the saddle bag were scattered on the ground.

If he wants to kill, he must kill, he wants to prove himself, he wants to prove that he is not weak or cowardly, only blood can wash away shame, and only killing can forge a will of steel. Only kill, kill everyone, kill everything in front of you, kill everything that is still alive, and tear everything you go to pieces!

"Kill Kill ......"

While making some kind of indistinct sound, even he couldn't hear clearly, Du Chengfeng, whose eyes were as red as two points of ghost fire, touched the blades that could kill.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng grabbed a familiar hilt.

It's the heavy broadsword.

Rubbing the familiar touch in his palm, Du Chengfeng, whose eyes were scarlet, was suddenly stunned.

"I'm ...... What are you doing? ”

Du Chengfeng lowered his head and looked at the thick knife in his hand.

"Are you trying to tell me?"

There was only a sound as the heavy knife slammed into his feet.

The heavy piece of iron smashed on his foot, almost breaking Du Chengfeng's bones.

But it was this piercing pain that made the noisy voices in Du Chengfeng's heart stagnate for a moment.

Although it was only a moment of tranquility, Du Chengfeng still regained some consciousness at this moment.

"It's a bad breath! Extremely serious evil qi entering the body! ”

In just an instant, Du Chengfeng had already made a judgment on his current situation.

But what Du Chengfeng got was just a moment of respite, and at the moment when he made this judgment, those noisy voices came up again, and they humiliated him in every way, urging him to kill quickly, as if only blood and death were everything in this world.

Under the echo of those voices over and over again, Du Chengfeng's consciousness was already shaky.

But the second sharp pain came from under his feet.

It was the flame that ignited on the body of the knife, the blazing flame carried a rich aroma of wine, and under the scorching flame, Du Chengfeng's already injured foot was even more painful at the moment.

This made Du Chengfeng subconsciously pick up the big knife.

With the heavy knife in his hand, Du Chengfeng inexplicably remembered that chaotic night, and he was like this at that time, the bloody and ferocious aura filled his mind, and he almost killed everything in front of him.

But he didn't.

Du Chengfeng wanted to say that it was because what he wanted was not this, what he wanted was to live and work in peace and contentment, and what he wanted was a peaceful life, but he didn't even need to be reminded by those noisy voices, he already knew that this reason was untenable at all.

If he just wants a quiet life, wants to live and work in peace and contentment, then it would be good for him to escape, flee to the south, flee to the hinterland of Dachen, away from the war on the frontier, so that he can really live a quiet life.

But now, his choice is to stay, stay and fight those steppe armorers.

"You're having fun, aren't you?"

The voice in my heart sounded again.

"Then why not prove yourself? Why not wash away your shame with blood! Why don't you kill all the Yang family! Why don't you kill all the Yangjiabao! Why not kill everything you see! ”

"Because, because ......"

Taking a deep breath, Du Chengfeng looked down at the big knife in his hand.

And the light of the fire on the broadsword seemed to respond to him.

"They don't have the qualifications to let us go under the knife."

At this moment, Du Chengfeng seemed to feel what this big knife wanted to express.

There's no need to argue, there's no need to deny, disdain, arrogance, that's what they've done, it's a part of them.

Just like the previous holder of this big knife, the fat man Yang who took the tiger idiot as his big name.

How can a tiger walking in the mountains and forests care about a little mosquito?

"So that's what you think......"

Du Chengfeng gently stroked the big knife in his hand.

Fingertips passed through the firelight, like petting some kind of languid big cat.

Once tasted the taste of blood in the hands of Yang Fatzi, and was so keen on killing the big knife, this bloodthirsty thing like a tiger, why would he be willing to be enshrined in a small ancestral hall in a border village?

"Because what we want in the end is just to mess up."

At this moment, Du Chengfeng and the big knife in his hand were in touch.

What they want is really not complicated, a small yard of their own, which can be planted with jujube trees, or pomegranate trees, during the day, they can read a book in the shade of the trees, or do some of their favorite jobs, and at night, they can use the moonlight to sharpen the blade of the knife, or two sets of punches before going to bed. Maybe you can have two cats, you can have a dog, and if there is such a place, they may be able to live in it for the rest of their lives.

"So, so......"

Saying this, Du Chengfeng waved his blade.

"Those who can't get in our way, those who can't hurt us, let them die."

On top of the heavy blade, blazing flames erupted.

"But those who stand in our way must die!"

Buzz –

Under the swing of the blade, the blazing fire burned everything within three feet.

That's the power of the sword.

Again, his strength.

"My saddle bag!"

Du Chengfeng, who came back to his senses, roared and hurriedly began to put out the fire.

Fortunately, the angle of his swing just now was relatively high, and his saddle bag that fell to the ground was lucky to be only burned by the fire, and of course, the luckiest thing was the war horse, which was lucky enough to avoid the blade and not be cut off by the long blazing blade.

"So I'm ...... Hey? ”

Hanging the saddle bag back on the horse, Du Chengfeng realized that the noisy sounds urging him to hurry up and kill people just now had disappeared at some point.

Even his eyes, which had become crimson from the evil qi entering his body, had regained their clarity.

"I'm ......"

Looking down at the big knife in his hand, Du Chengfeng suddenly realized.

"So that's how to control the evil spirit......

Holding the blade tightly, Du Chengfeng looked at the blazing blade in front of him.

Knowing what you live for, no matter how hard this will is, can only temporarily remain clear and unaffected by evil spirits.

But if you want to really harness the evil spirit, restrain those murderous thoughts, and let this huge ferocity be used for your own use, you must have it, and another more important firmness.

That is, what to kill.

"We, we've got it all right."

Turning over to the horse, Du Chengfeng carried the big knife on his shoulder, looking at the city of Jizhen in the distance.

"What about you? And what are you killing for? ”