Chapter 3 Condensation into a Knife

Chapter 3 condenses into a knife

Bixia knife flips up and down, rotates and kills left and right, the light moves greatly in the glow, the soul flies, the meat blocks fly randomly, the blood flows into a river, the whirlwind hangs, Chang Feihu's arms cross and rotates half a circle in parallel, his wrists sharply down, makes knives with both hands, and flips back and forth a few times.

"Drink!" The powerful sound shook the mountains.

" spin! Scold out!" In the curse flight, he directly made a sound to control the Bixia knife. Immediately, the wind and clouds surged, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sharp roar came from the sharp rotation of the Bixia knife.

All people were stunned by the great magic power of Changfeihu. The blade of the Bixia knife went outward, and the handle of the knife was connected at a different orientation and angle. In an instant, it was strangled like a storm. Seeing a tornado with a diameter of more than one battle, buzzing, the cold glow flashed, flying to the tide of beasts.

The two rotating blades rotated crazily at an unpredictable speed. Seeing that the dragon tornado composed of cold light and glow turned blood red in an in an eye, there were no barbarian beasts or corpses where the gallows passed, and some were just stirred into pieces, and plasma splashed back like the blood like the breach of the dike.

Lei Ming said in a daze and worshipfully, "Wow, it's terrible. It turns out that the mountain tiger has such a crazy attack method. Seeing all the sects, who can block such an attack? The tone was full of admiration and incredibleness.

"What's the stupidity!" Pa, a slap woke up the thunder, "Let's go, the mountain tiger won't support it for long." Nanli pulled thunder and blood plasma like a storm and flood peak, and followed Yuan Fengming to leave the dangerous place of the valley. The horse stepped forward tremblingly on four legs.

While Yuan Fengming was afraid of the attack power of his apprentice, he did not forget to issue a spell to stimulate the runes on the legs of the war horse. Otherwise, these horses would have to lie down without a meal.

"Shao," Chang Feihu's powerful hair, roared with his hands on his waist, raised his hands and put on soul armor, and his eyes emitted fierce lightning like beasts. His whole body was sweating, but no one could see it, because the blood plasma like mountain torrents mixed with small pieces of meat almost made him breathless. His whole body was a A demon made of blood.

Bearne's rune has been taken off. His sweat and blood are in the airless rune, and his body is soaked and swollen. Soul Armor can stop any **, even a drop can't enter, and can quickly dry sweat and dry the body.

"When," a piece of meat bone hit the pheasant's mouth, "Call me, rush over, scream! If you don't work hard now, wait for me to go back and cook you and eat you." Chang Feihu waved his arm angrily and threw bones on the two-headed pheasant continuously.

Seeing the pheasant grinning, it was very aggrieved. Such hard work also made the owner beat and scold it, which made it a little sad. The strange beast was full of spirituality and immediately flew to the front of the frequent flying tiger. It was angry with the beast.

"Ha ha, this stupid bird will also be angry!" Chang Feihu smiled bitterly, and the corners of his mouth only moved slightly. Now he doesn't even have the heart to smile bitterly, but the speed of the attack under him is faster.

Peng, a strange soul force hidden in the depths of the soul of the flying tiger, transformed from spiritual power to fluctuations. It was introduced into the Bixia knife through the body of Chang Feihu. His soul, inspired by the power of the spirit god, stimulated the soul to shock, and in the shock, the soul was suddenly full of energy. The spiritual power in Changfeihu's body is still very weak and more practical.

But in his crazy soul power, the charm is also running fast to maintain the stability of his soul. In the case of overdrafting soul power for a long time, he spontaneously regulates the spiritual power hidden in the deepest part of the soul, because the soul in his body has become more and more transparent, if the soul becomes weak at will. , he is likely to faint and not wake up, and the spiritual power automatically protects the whole sea of souls, which is just the desperate struggle of Chang Feihu.

Although the power of this spirit is only a small amount of pure, its power is far from comparable to soul power. In an instant, under the influence of the power of the huge spirit god, the runes on the surface of the knife changed their color and texture rapidly, and the crystal runes turned into regular spiritual lines representing the laws of heaven and earth.

runes can be divided into real text, astronomy, spiritual literature, jade books, jade cards, runes, runes and other forms. The above is the law of runes. At this time, the eternal principle is eternal.

The shining knife shadow hit the barbarian beast full of various scales and hard shells, which directly made the barbarian beasts with spiritual power collapse directly in front of the knife light. At this time, the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth seemed to be shocked by such murderous killing, and the heaven and earth turned red. The blood and bloody smell rising into the sky seemed to cover the sun! The source of all things has lost its glory. Let the earth and mountains tremble in the face of such killing.

The scattered red energy turns into a larger plasma torrent, mixed with the broken meat and bones, wrapped like a mudslide. But! The spiritual power contained in the soul of Changfeihu is so little that the power is so poor that he can't open the protection in the attack to prevent such plasma like a flood peak to attack him, but the soul armor on his body really exerts the defense of the spirit god, but he still can't resist it. The pressure of the plasma flood peak is too great, and every impact feels that the spell soul armor will collapse under this huge erosion.

"Ah!" Chang Feihu roared heartbreakingly, and a sharp pain was quickly transmitted from the body surface to the soul, as if the illusory and transparent sword on the opposite side was cutting his body and even piercing the soul. The red sword shadow rushed directly into the soul of Changfeihu. If this illusory transparent sword shadow can be enlarged, you will find that this is actually a panic beam produced by the horror of barbarians after the body is broken. Such a dense horror beam wrapped in a bloody river that cannot dissipate, forming an overall thrilling blade. If these sharp blades exist consciously, then they will condense The vast power that can instantly pierce any professional.

The real killing is under way. The bones of the killed barbarian beasts are pushed like mountains on both sides of Changfeihu's body. They don't know where the barbarian beasts in this land of barbarian beasts came from, as if the barbarian beasts spread between the mountains and rivers just appeared out of thin air after a gust of wind. Their fearless eyes were blood and rushed to Changfeihu. In the end, it actually made the body and soul of Changfeihu be fascinated by the blood that is difficult to dissipate, and there is a little more real bloody killing.

A large number of ten-level barbarian beasts suddenly appeared on his side, like the last copper wall and iron wall to block the attack of Changfeihu. He was suddenly stunned, because an extremely unreal idea bumped out of the slant, like a hurricane in the calm sea, and the emotions in his heart surged like a wave of anger.

This emotion seems to be contrary to the ** of his killing. Can you rush over it? Go! Must rush! He firmly believed that he rushed to survive, and died if he couldn't pass. He was still very young and didn't want to die. The courage of life cheered him up and waved back the Bixia knife. The feeling of expansion and fullness in his hand was clear and discernible, and it made his heart as strong as iron, a full of hatred towards the enemy. Let his heart beat violently, full of blue and green charms, and I can't wait to overflow the inner charms full of soul. But these things were completely ignored by him.

At this time, due to too much killing, Chang Feihu's head was steaming a hellish spirit. The dark evil spirit swirled on the top of his head and refused to dissipate. Chang Feihu's toes tapped on the ground, and suddenly flew as light as a feather. The storm caused by his inner emotions is making his only remaining reason roaring!

"ji!"

Suddenly, there was a wind and thunder on the flat ground, and Bixia knife once again stirred out crystal-colored spiritual lines with hot evil spirit and swept forward. When the copper wall and iron wall laid by the barbarian beasts around it, it was cut down.

"Condensation into a knife!"

He shouted loudly. The Bixia knife suddenly glowed, and the spiritual lines flew. Countless spiritual lines formed a regular blade and rolled away quickly like a storm. At this time, the Bixia knife smashed any object like a meat grinder, but unfortunately, Chang Feihu was already a little crazy at this time. He was dying. The edge sense of the condensation into a knife, and it is regrettable that the light suddenly appeared in his mind like a flower in the pan, but the opening in an instant faded away.

Bright blood spreads in the glow. With the blood rolling, the spiritual lines in the glow become more and more dazzling. The light in its core area almost condenses into substance, so that it blooms near-substantial luster in the brightness.

Chang Feihu's chest fluctuated extremely quickly. He felt some difficulty breathing, and his hand holding Bixia's knife was even shaking. Every time it shakes, the condensation knife in the air will shake once.

He took a deep breath and wanted to ease his uncomparable body and mind, but what he inhaled was the strongest smell of blood and evil spirit permeated the air. At that time, he was almost suffocated. The tingling of bloodshed into his throat along his mouth was directly fed back to his mind.

"Cough, cough..." He coughed violently, and his chest was stuffed to an unbearable limit. He pulled his clothes that had been stained with blood countless times, covered his nose and breathed hard again, but the tingling feeling became stronger, straight into the pouring down of his soul, making his feeling really closer to death, often There was a darkness in front of the flying tiger's eyes, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger.

"Bum!" The blood in front of him waved under the condensation knife, and an invisible counter thrust hit Chang Feihu, who shot forward and stepped forward. The impact of the huge reverse force suddenly made Chang Feihu's face pale.

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