Chapter 2197

Chapter 2197 the power of hell!

Chen Feng sighed gently. He could feel that there was no injury in his body, but this fatigue also made him like an old man who would be dead in his peers.

Chen Feng immediately sensed this feeling and judged it.

Because some time ago, he felt many times on Han yu'er.

At this time, Han yu'er's voice came from the side: "junior brother, how are you?"

Chen Feng shook his head, closed his eyes and said slowly, "I'm fine."

Then he began to feel his body.

Chen Feng could feel that the strength in his body had disappeared without a trace, but there was no injury.

What surprised him was that there was a warm current constantly swimming back and forth in his body, maintaining his vitality.

However, while maintaining his vitality, it seems to be depriving Chen Feng of his life.

Chen Feng immediately felt a chill in his heart. This feeling seemed to be wrong!

At this time, he was very tired and almost wanted to go to sleep, but the whole brain was extremely clear and running rapidly.

"This warm current has never appeared in my body before, but it has appeared frequently these days. When I fought before, I was a little confused, so I didn't notice the emergence of this warm current."

"But now I think, this warm current suddenly appeared a few days ago, and its appearance seems to be changing my way of fighting, making me more rough and direct when fighting, and losing my mind, just like a beast."

Chen Feng immediately remembered his previous battle, and immediately shivered with excitement.

He can't even remember everything at that time. All he knows is that he used the ninth knife of the eight wasteland annihilation chop, that terrible knife!

He had forgotten everything about that knife, leaving only a trace of insight buried in his heart.

When he used the knife, he felt his life passing madly.

At that moment, Chen Feng felt that his vitality should be stripped alive and drained directly.

That's a great fear, and all this should come from this warm current!

"What's the matter with this warm current? When did it appear?"

At this time, uncle Dao came in from the outside and asked with concern, "young master, how are you?"

Chen Feng said to the two of them, "tell me the previous things in detail, especially the reaction of this knife and my reaction."

Uncle Dao nodded and said while recalling.

When he finished, Chen Feng knew it in his heart.

He whispered, "I think I understand."

He pointed to the bloody knife in the corner of the room and said softly, "this knife should be a magic knife."

"What? Sharpen a knife?" Uncle Dao exclaimed.

Then, he suddenly thought of something. He was startled and said, "I see. I've always had a very wrong feeling, so it is."

"It turns out that you have changed these days because of this knife!"

Chen Feng nodded and said, "yes, it should be because of him! This knife has a kind of magic, or that kind of power..."

Chen Feng pondered for a moment, felt it carefully for a minute, and then a word automatically appeared in the bottom of his heart. He slowly opened his mouth and said, "the power of hell!"

"What? The power of hell?"

"That's right." Chen Feng said, "this blood stained giant knife carries a trace of the power of hell!"

"This force of hell is very strong and domineering."

"Just when I kept using the dyed blood giant knife, these forces of hell penetrated into my body. He made me faster, stronger and more powerful than before when the Royal envoy dyed blood giant knife arrived!"

"Besides, it's like I don't know how tired I am!"

"However, the sacrifice is also extremely huge!"

Chen Feng stroked his sideburns and rubbed the wisp of white hair in his hand, revealing a wry smile at the corners of his mouth: "this price is my life yuan."

"I was in a daze before, and my body was almost out of my control. I even displayed the startling knife, which should be the ninth knife of the eight wasteland silent killing."

"But now, I have no memories at all, only a glimmer of Epiphany left in my heart."

"If you want me to use that knife again, I will never use it."

"And with that knife, it cost me 50 years of life!"

"So, under a knife, long hair is white!"

"Moreover," Chen Feng said, "according to my inference, the reason why I can use the ninth knife of eight wasteland annihilation is that the ninth knife of eight wasteland annihilation annihilation annihilation annihilation itself needs the help of the force of hell!"

Uncle Dao was stunned by Chen Feng's inference.

However, after thinking for a moment, he nodded and said, "yes, this seems to be the only explanation."

Chen Feng said, "the ancestor of Lu YuanJu should have obtained a trace of the force of hell because of some coincidence, so it is said that the ninth knife can be used with the help of the force of hell."

"If I didn't get the blood stained giant knife by chance, I'm afraid I won't be able to show the ninth knife all my life."

"Just because the ninth knife needs the force of hell, and the force of hell in the blood stained giant knife is very strong, so I cut out that knife, but this is an equivalent exchange."

Chen Feng said, "if I want to cut out again in the future, I have to pay more, and I can feel that this knife seems to be trying to manipulate my reason. If I use it again, I may lose all my reason and completely become his puppet!"

Chen Feng showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "soldiers and weapons, you are very interesting to me! You sold such a big baby to me!"

His smile was awe inspiring.

Uncle Dao said, "now is not the time to settle accounts with them, although they are damn."

Chen Feng nodded, "I know, uncle Dao, don't worry. Let's talk about the gratitude and resentment with soldiers and weapons after this!"

Uncle Dao asked, "what next?"

"What should I do?" Chen Feng smiled: "don't do anything, everything is as usual."

"Ah? Do you still want to use this knife?" Uncle Dao exclaimed.

Chen Feng said with a smile, "why not? This knife is not particularly powerful in controlling me. As long as I don't use the powerful killing skill of the ninth knife, I'll be fine."

"What's more, now that I want to revive the blood wind, I need to collect the demon wolf spirit. In addition to this knife, there is really no better thing to store the demon wolf spirit."

Uncle Dao nodded and said, "that's all we have to do."

But he was still a little worried, and Han yu'er was also full of worry.