Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Chapter 97 Resurrection?

"Cheng Feng, your knife is a bit interesting."

As Cheng Feng looked closely at the blue sky knife, Nalan's long-lived voice sounded loudly.

"Uncle Nalan, do you mean ... I changed it right?" Cheng Feng asked with a smile.

"Well, that's right."

Nalan Changsheng laughed and said, "Compared to the half human head, you have made at least ten times this time."

"If there is a chance in the future to clean away the filthy air above the blade, it will be hundreds of times less to make a profit."

"Haha, it seems that this knife is really related to me." Cheng Feng was very pleased to touch the cold blade of the blue sky knife.

"Brother Cheng Feng, congratulations, this time you have gained the sword, your strength can grow at least 20%." On the one hand, Xiao Bieli and Yu Zhendong congratulated.

Indeed, as Cheng Dao ’s students, they are almost all on the knife.

This time Cheng Feng won this blue sky knife, his strength must go up a lot.

You know, it is not easy for a warrior to obtain a weapon in hand, and it is even more difficult to obtain a weapon that can be trusted.

But this blue sky knife gave Cheng Feng a feeling of trust.

It's as if Cheng Feng can treat it as a friend who can entrust life and death, holding the knife handle, he can hold his own destiny!

Of course, these are just a feeling, more illusory.

If Cheng Feng wants to truly control the blue sky knife, and to achieve the integration of human knife and smoothness, it will take a long time to cultivate and polish.

嗤 ～～～

Suddenly, Cheng Feng stroked the palm of the knife and accidentally touched the blade of the knife.

Immediately, a ray of blood infiltrated from Cheng Feng's palm and stuck to the blue sky knife.

Under normal circumstances, blood falls on the blade and usually slides quickly.

However, this strand of blood from Cheng Feng was absorbed by the sponge like a sponge.

"What's going on?" Cheng Feng didn't know why.

But then, he suddenly felt that the palm of his knife was cold, like touching a clear spring, a river, a sea ...

"This knife can actually swallow the master's blood?"

On the side, looking at the blood-sucking scene of Blue-Sky Knife, Yu Zhendong was suddenly surprised: "It is rumored that high-level weapons can absorb the blood of the master to achieve the rapid integration of the sword with the master. ... "

"I'm afraid ** is not far from ten."

Xiao Bie looked at Cheng Feng with a complex look, and then said: "I never expected that Cheng Feng would only use a half of the head of a formal disciple of Blood God to change to such a sword, making a big deal!"

Cheng Xiao didn't react much to Xiao Beili's mixed taste.

Because at this time, he was following the strand of blood, feeling the world of the blue sky knife.

In Cheng Feng's feeling, the blue sky knife in his hand is a green and blue sea, but unfortunately, in the middle of this beautiful sea, there is a large black water, which makes the whole sea smelly, desolate, and nothing. **** off!

"Blue sky, blue sky, blue sky!"

Suddenly, Cheng Feng, who quietly sensed the blue sky knife, opened his eyes: "Originally the word 'blue sky' came from this."

Cheng Feng stroked the blue sky knife, and he knew the origin of the blue sky knife in his heart: "Blue sky, naturally it must be a thousand miles, and the sky in the sky is also green. Although you are now defiled by something, one day, It will help you wash away the filth and make the sky green again. "

bass! As if he heard Cheng Feng's voice, the blue-knife actually uttered a squeak.

"Brother Cheng, you really made a lot of money this time." Seeing this, Xiao Bieli and Yu Zhendong were all envious.

As for Tuobatao, he was really happy for Cheng Feng.

"Haha, two brothers, this is what Su Feiyang has to change with me, and I can't help it!" Cheng Feng laughed heartily.

"If you let Na Feiyang know the value of this blue sky knife, I'm afraid you have to vomit blood."

Xiao Bieli smiled and said, "Hahaha, I can't wait a bit."

"That being the case, let's set off right away and return to Dota Peak."

"Just what I want!"

Said as soon as possible, Cheng Feng put the blue sky knife into the scabbard, and then left Xiaoyi Li and a few people to leave the Iron Clothes Restaurant.

About twenty minutes later, Cheng Feng and his four men arrived outside Tieyi Lane. At this time, Tieyiwei around Tieyi Lane had dispersed, but Fang Kuang, the nine prince of Nawu Palace, had not yet left.

At this moment, when I saw Cheng Feng and the four of them, he came over with a smile on his face: "It is indeed a genius who came out of the martial arts holy land. This time, he strangled the blood **** religion in Heiyixiang, and thanks to the four, he was able to turn himself into danger! "

"His Royal Highness Fang Kuang is heavy."

Chatting with Fang Kuang for a while, the old student Yu Zhendong, who came down from the 370th session of Dota, suddenly asked, "His Highness Fang Kuang, I heard that there are six official disciples of blood gods, one of whom is mad Li Meng beheaded. "

"I don't know if that crazy sword Li Meng, did you exchange your head for Yuanshi here?"

At the beginning of the Tieyixiang incident, in order to encourage the warriors to enter the Tieyixiang and kill the blood **** disciples, Fang Kuang ordered that if he kills a peripheral disciple of the blood **** church, he can redeem 800,000 Xuanyuan stone.

Killing an official disciple of the Blood Gods can be exchanged for 8 million lower grade stones.

The mad sword Li Meng is not a man of the turret. He beheaded and killed a formal disciple of the Blood Gods, and naturally he would not take them back. In all likelihood, he would exchange Yuanshi here at Fang Kuang.

At this time, Yu Zhendong failed to get the head of the official disciples of the Blood Gods, so he wanted to start from Fang Kuang.

"The official disciples of the blood gods that were slashed by Li Meng really did exchange Yuanshi here."

"Really? That's great, Your Highness Fang Kuang, can you exchange me the head of the official disciple of the Blood Gods?"

Hearing Fang Kuangzhi's words, Yu Zhendong immediately said excitedly: "That man's head was exchanged for you with a crazy sword Li Meng, which cost eight million yuan, but if you exchange it for me, I can double the price. Sixteen million inferior stones. "

"Oh, it's a coincidence." However, Fang Kuang smiled bitterly: "That head has been replaced."

"What, has been replaced?" Yu Zhendong's face was ugly: "Who is that person?"

"That man is a genius of the Temu family, called Temu Injury!"

"What, Temu hurt !?"

Hearing Fang Kuang's answer, Cheng Feng's head suddenly felt a little dim: "Impossible, isn't Iron Wood injured dead?"

Cheng Feng, however, remembers very clearly that at the time of Tieyi Restaurant, Tiemu was arrogant and arrogant, trying to find trouble for himself, but Tuobatao banged directly into the ground.

Then more than a dozen brutal iron fists were added in succession.

Under such ferocious bombardment, not to mention that Tiemu was injured, even a half-step martial arts master must die without a whole body!

But listening to Fang Kuang's meaning, the iron-wood injury was still alive! ?

It's incredible!

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