As soon as Xiao You's voice fell, Wan Yan Feng's face suddenly changed greatly, and on all the graves around him, an illusory sword shadow appeared one after another, and they began to tremble at the same time, and the sword body was colorful and cold because of the outsiders, as if it was countless eyes, staring at him in the dark, and the sound of moaning recalled the entire sword mound, exuding countless hostility. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Suddenly, the killing aura fought, and those sword shadows all fell from the battlefield, that sword had not killed anyone, and the murderous aura made the two of them take a few steps back.

Suddenly, the streamer in the distance was clear, and several illusory sword shadows roared up, turning into meteors in the air and rushing towards Wan Yan Feng, and the sound of the sword roared as if the Hades of Hell was sentencing the two to death.

"Be careful!" Xiao You's heart became anxious when he saw the flying sword coming, and at this time, Wan Yan Feng, who reacted, held the hilt of the Streamer Starfall with his right hand, jumped forward, and swung a sword qi in mid-air.

"Boom!" A collision, Wan Yan Feng flew out fiercely, and fell backwards on a bush, and suddenly there was no pain in his body, as if his bones were falling apart.

Originally, he thought that he could block these sword shadows, but then he realized that he was really small, and he was not vulnerable to these sword shadows at all.

"Xiao Yu!"

When Yan Feng came back to his senses, he found that Xiao Yu was in front of him, already covered in blood, and was scarred by the sword shadow, and he was warm and moved in his heart.

But these flying swords came in an instant, Xiao You's chest continued to seal, the spiritual power in his body was running rapidly, and the purple flames penetrated through his palms, quickly winding around those sword shadows, and between the colorful lights, the entire sword mound seemed to be filled with strong power.

"Poof!" In the end, Xiao You was exhausted, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and his body staggered backwards, and then he glanced at Wan Yan Feng helplessly, and turned into a wisp of purple mist and returned to Wan Yan Feng's Qiankun bag.

"Little You......" Wan Yan Feng's expression sank, a trace of distress flashed in his heart, and he stood up suddenly regardless of the pain, but suddenly he clearly felt a strange power overflowing from the acupoint, and that strange power was extremely powerful, and after blending with the true qi in the body, it immediately doubled the true qi in the body, which made Wan Yan Feng inexplicably puzzled.

"What's going on? Are you going to break through to the Xuan Rank?"

And at this time, those sword shadows were already close at hand, Wan Yan Feng was still stunned and felt the strange feeling, suddenly the streamer starfall disappeared, and a strange and evil broadsword was held in his hand, Wan Yan Feng himself felt inexplicable, as if this was not something he could control.

As soon as the broadsword was grasped, the true qi slowly flowed from the lower abdomen, the speed became faster and faster, and it poured into the left arm suddenly, and in the high-speed flow of the true qi, the tendons and veins in his left arm ached faintly, and the real momentum was like a broken bamboo.

"Snort!"

True Qi first emerged from the pores of the skin of the arm, and then the broadsword in his right hand suddenly burst out with dazzling purple light.

Suddenly, a scarlet light bloomed on his left arm, the surface of his skin seemed to be suddenly torn, and a strange force suddenly overflowed from the broadsword, pouring back into Yan Feng's arm, condensing a strangely shaped pattern on his neck, like a spell mark.

As the spell mark on his neck appeared, an ancient spell flashed in Wan Yan Feng's mind.

Exercises--Runaway!

The thought released from the spell seal turned out to be a set of memory fluctuations, this is a strange exercise, the cultivation method of this martial art poured into Wan Yan Feng's mind, and the imprint was deeply engraved in his memory, and an old and deep voice echoed in the dark: "In order to get stronger power, do whatever it takes! Even if the price is to sell your soul! Congratulations on awakening the power of ghosts and gods!"

The light in the dark eyes was shining, the expression on Wan Yan Feng's face was uncertain, staring carefully, Wan Yan Feng had changed into a person, the muscles of his left arm were contracted, and the red evil qi lingered on his arm, just looking at it, it seemed to be able to affect people's hearts and make people fearful.

In an instant, in the bottom of my heart, violent and murderous thoughts suddenly burst out!

The corners of his mouth suddenly leaked an evil smile, his eyes were murderous like rainbows, glowing with red bloodthirsty light, and he ran wildly, and his whole body was already filled with blood mist.

"Kill!"

The thought of killing exploded in his mind, and he flew out suddenly, an endless ferocity and violent aura, ready to rush out of the broadsword.

Wan Yan Feng held the broadsword and began to fight with the flying sword, at this moment he didn't have any moves, just blindly slashed, but the power of the violent ghosts and gods came out of his body, and he was baptized by the red evil qi, and the sword shadow in front of him began to tremble helplessly, let out a mournful roar, and finally turned into countless bubbles.

And at this time, out of nowhere, a majestic voice came out, fluctuating, giving people a sense of etherealism, the voice was full of strong majesty, as if the gods were high up in contempt for the ants in this world, this tone was irresistible!

"Ghost, long time no see! I didn't expect you to be so stubborn, he's just a child!" the ethereal voice came again, and the voice was full of anger.

"He belongs to me! No matter in this life, in this life, or in the next life!" Wan Yanfeng suddenly let out a wild laugh, it was not himself at all, as if there was another person living in his soul.

"Hmph! There is no cure!" With a cold snort, tens of thousands of flying swords rose from the ground, roaring with a roar that broke through the air, with a murderous aura and a flood of formation.

"Even if he destroys me, the power of the ghosts and gods will continue in his body, because in these three lifetimes, the power of the ghosts and gods has long been ingrained in his body and will never be wiped out!hahahaha!"

Wan Yan Feng raised his head to the sky and roared, and the red evil qi on his body suddenly erupted, spreading rapidly to all around......