People are in the rivers and lakes, playing the role of Xiongba

Chapter 218 Demon Demon Demon

"Qinggong is not bad! It's a pity you still can't escape!"

The cold voice echoed in his ears, Nie Feng only felt a sharp pain in his back, and then his whole body was slammed into the air.

clap clap clap...

After breaking several trees in a row, Nie Feng fell to the ground.

"Wow……"

Nie Feng, who spat out a mouthful of blood, quickly raised his head. At his position just now, a Fusang warrior in black stood facing the wind, his cold eyes fixed on him.

"I haven't seen it, I should have passed by!"

The white-haired Pulsatilla walked in from the forest, looked at Nie Feng, and said.

"Boy, what did you hear? Forget it, it doesn't matter if you hear it or not!"

Pulsatilla asked first, then shook his head, and walked towards Nie Feng.

While walking, a silver pen appeared in his hand.

It is said that Pulsatilla likes to write and draw, so his weapon is a silver pen.

Seeing this, Fusang warrior fell down and stood there waiting for Pulsatilla to kill Nie Feng.

"Ahem...I didn't expect that your Kunlun faction would collude with the Fusang people. No wonder the Fusang people can occupy most of Haizhou so quickly.

The Kunlun faction, the leader of the righteous way in the Southern Region, unexpectedly turned out to be a group of traitors! "

Nie Feng said while helping the tree next to him to get up.

"Hehe...you can't say the word traitor!"

As Pulsatilla said, the silver pen flew across the sky and pierced Nie Feng.

"Whoosh..."

Nie Feng held the blood knife with his backhand, a stream of bloody gas slowly flowed out from the blade, passed through his hand, and quickly flowed to his whole body.

His eyes turned red.

Boom!

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the wind was strong, and the entire red maple forest seemed to be in a tenth-level wind.

This sudden situation made Pulsatilla pause, and then retreated without hesitation.

He looked at Nie Feng in surprise.

"This is enchantment!"

"No, it's not just a demon, there's something wrong with his knife."

Miyamoto Yimo said with his eyes closed.

While speaking, he looked at the samurai sword in his hand.

The samurai sword is different from ordinary samurai swords. The scabbard with clear lines is covered with various weird black patterns, and a demon with a big mouth is carved on the handle.

At this time, the knife was trembling slightly, as if it was about to draw out its sheath and fight with others.

Kazuma Miyamoto patted the samurai sword in his hand, appeased the katana, and then looked at Nie Feng.

At this time, Nie Feng has changed his appearance greatly, and he no longer has the elegant appearance before.

His eyes were red, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and an astonishing devilish energy emanated from him.

At this moment, he is not the refined and easy-going God of the Wind.

He is the demon of demons from hell.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

He let out a laugh, then disappeared with a whoosh.

zheng...

An astonishing blood-colored sword light appeared instantly, and the sword light kept spinning in the air, and then slashed at the two people opposite.

boom……

As the blade passed, the trees shattered one after another, smoke and dust rose from the ground, and countless small blades formed a small long knife with a handle and slashed wildly around.

whoosh...

Two figures leaped up from the countless sword glows.

These two people are Miyamoto Kazuma and Pulsatilla.

One of the two was unscathed, while the other was covered in torn clothes and looked embarrassed.

"This child is so terrifying!"

Pulsatilla wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a look of horror.

"Interesting! It's a magic soldier!"

In contrast, the unscathed Miyamoto Kazuma showed an expression of interest.

He slowly raised the knife.

"My magic sword was made by collecting countless strange stones from Fusang and throwing 110 lives into the furnace.

When I entered the Central Plains, I came here to see the Central Plains Divine Weapons. I have not seen a single divine weapon in the Central Plains for a long time. I never expected to see it on such a kid. "

"kill!"

Nie Feng's eyes were red. Seeing that the two escaped from his attack without any serious problems, his murderous aura suddenly resurfaced, and huge bloody knives slashed out continuously.

rumbling...

At this moment, the entire Red Maple Forest completely turned into a world of blood-colored blade glows.

At the same time, as Nie Feng became more and more crazy, there were more and more black clouds in the sky.

A huge tornado slowly formed behind him.

The whole body of the tornado is pitch black, and there seems to be a pair of huge blood-red eyes opening inside.

"Okay! Come again, come more violently!"

Seeing this scene, Miyamoto Kazuma looked excited, suppressed the trembling magic knife, and shouted at Nie Feng.

It seemed that Nie Feng was even more insane after being enraged by Miyamoto Kazuma.

Roar……

He let out a violent roar, puff puff puff, the clothes on his upper body were instantly shattered, holding a blood knife with one arm, his red eyes instantly turned into blood lights and flew towards Miyamoto Kazuma.

"Hahahaha! Come! Let's fight!"

Miyamoto Kazumo laughed loudly and walked towards Nie Feng.

zheng...

He finally stopped suppressing the magic knife.

Cut out.

boom……

It was as if a big hole had been broken in the sky, and a dark black hole appeared in the sky.

Roar……

There is a roar like a god and demon in the cave.

Countless black air vented out from the hole.

"Come on! Enter my magic path! You are born to belong to the magic path!"

Miyamoto Kazuma and Nie Feng collided in the air, like two meteors colliding, countless blade lights swept down, cutting the earth to pieces.

Roar……

As if enraged by Miyamoto's demon, Nie Feng roared, and the demonic energy in his body was once again high. At this moment, his power was no longer the fifth rank, nor the fourth rank, but entered the rank of the third rank master.

"A lunatic, a lunatic!"

Not far away, Pulsatilla's beautiful white hair was messed up, and his body was full of knife marks.

He looked at the two people who were constantly colliding in the sky with a look of horror.

There are thousands of ways in the world.

Only the way of magic is the most difficult to control. There are countless people who practice magic, but there are very few people who actively become demons like the two people in the sky.

Actively becoming a demon means giving up one's own reason and completely becoming a demon.

What is the devil?
It is a being without mind, mind, soul, and body.

It roams the world, and anyone has a chance to face it.

But it is an existence that no one can face directly.

"Kill kill kill!"

In the sky, the two attacked each other crazily, and the shadows of swords, lights and ghosts kept running between them.

……

Xianshui City.

"Ding! Warning! Warning! Warning! The master's slave, Nie Feng, is stronger than the host, and the slave is being unbound.

100...99..."

Yan Xiong, who was practicing in the courtyard, was alarmed by the sudden sound of the system, and was suddenly shocked.

"What's going on? System, isn't the subordination irreversible? Why is this happening!"

This sudden situation caught Yan Xiong by surprise.

"Note: If the slave's strength exceeds that of the host, he will be out of the slave class!"

The cold sound of the system sounded.

"Irreversible?" Yan Xiong asked in his mind with a gloomy face.

"The host can continue to bind, but if the host does not reach or exceed the subordinate's strength within one month, the host will be backlashed by the binding!"

"Grass! Why didn't this kind of setting be mentioned earlier!"

Yan Xiong yelled over the system in his mind.

"Everything is destined, but it is not destined!"

The cold machine voice of the system uttered a weird philosophical sentence.

"Then continue to bind!" Although he didn't know why Nie Feng's strength suddenly surpassed him, it was impossible for him to give up Nie Feng.

"Come on! Come with me!"

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(End of this chapter)