Chapter 659

"How could you... Be so strong?"

Tiemu Dengke was startled and looked frightened, as if he had seen a ghost.

You know, he is a master of the fifth realm, but he doesn't even have the strength to fight against Shang Chengfeng.

Just a casual knife made his body soft and his self-confidence frustrated.

"Oh!"

Cheng Feng sneered: "it's not that I'm too strong, but that you... Are too weak!"

Cheng Feng's words are true.

If he is a normal person who breaks the fifth territory, even if Cheng Feng can finally win, he must use all the means, and even use the magic knife to make a decision.

But tomu denko

First, his cultivation is flashy and not concise enough.

Second, in order to escape from the phagocytosis of Hessian python, he exercised taboo evil skills, which consumed too much of himself.

Third, Cheng Feng's strength has left a psychological shadow in his heart. Before the war, he has been afraid, and his strength is less than 80%.

Under the combination of these three, the defeat of Tiemu Dengke is doomed.

Unless... A miracle happens!

"Cheng Feng, I want you to die!"

When Cheng Feng said "too weak", Tiemu became angry and became angry. He immediately stopped worrying about it. He grabbed the long black sword and displayed the trademark martial arts of the sword forest of Qianlong Academy.

This killing sword skill has a high level and definitely reaches the emperor level.

However, it's not easy to practice to a great level.

Many top talents in the sword forest only get a little fur in their life.

Only the sword is clean. With a love and persistence for the sword, I first raise the sword fetus and then practice fencing. Now I'm entering the door.

As for Tiemu Dengke, although he is also a genius, he is still far from it.

I only know a little about killing swordsmanship.

Therefore, when he showed his killing sword skill, Cheng Feng just turned the God's eyes to the extreme and saw through the flaws in his sword skill.

Then follow the flaw to make a knife, Keng Keng!

With only four or five knives, Tiemu Dengke's killing sword was broken. The whole person was hit on the cheek by Cheng Feng's fierce knife, and was thrown out in a humiliating way. He was in a mess!

"No way, you can't break my killing sword so easily!"

When Cheng Feng blew away, Tiemu Dengke couldn't believe his eyes. He thought he was hallucinating.

He took an arrow step and flew back from where he had been pulled away.

Then he touched his cheek, grabbed the black long sword, did not believe in evil, and again performed the killing sword technique, launching a crazy attack on Cheng Feng.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The long black sword in Tiemu denko's hand was wildly stabbed. Every time he stabbed it, it would form a black awn.

After dozens or hundreds of times, a large net of black swords has been formed in front of Cheng Feng, which is airtight and water can't be poured in.

However, seeing Cheng Feng's eyes twinkle, he immediately walked into the sword net made of iron wood Dengke's sword awn with a chopping magic knife.

This scene is extremely crazy and shocking!

The black sword net, with dense sword awns, covered almost every space within a hundred meters.

But Cheng Feng found his foothold one by one in the near impossibility.

Every time he dropped, he just avoided all the piercing of Tiemu Dengke's sword, and the same was true for his next foot.

In this way, Cheng Feng walked towards him step by step in the futile attack and killing of Tiemu Dengke.

This scene is crazy and shocking beyond imagination!

But it made Tiemu Dengke full of despair, and his confidence, which was not very strong, collapsed in an instant.

"You're going to die in my hands!"

Seeing Tiemu Dengke's expression of fear and despair, Cheng Feng suddenly felt a complex feeling in his heart.

"How high were you? One word determines the life and death of others."

"Now, it's time for you to taste the taste of being determined by others!"

Staring at Tiemu Dengke, Cheng Feng raised his magic knife.

"Cheng Feng, you can't decide my life or death."

Seeing Cheng Feng's violent intention to kill and ready to kill himself, Tiemu Dengke's eyes flashed in despair.

Soon, Tiemu Dengke grabbed the long black sword in his hand and stabbed it into his Wuhun cave.

Two kinds of Wuhun acupoints have been developed.

One is the sword soul, the other is the immortal soul.

However, undead Wu soul is obtained by grafting the day after tomorrow, and does not completely belong to Tiemu Dengke.

Therefore, as Tiemu Dengke stabbed the black long sword into his Wuhun hole, the sword Wuhun dormant in the hole surged out and integrated with the black long sword in his hand, making the black long sword full of a terrible power.

"What kind of move is this?"

Seeing this scene, Cheng Feng frowned.

It is obviously not a normal means to pierce one's own Wulin acupoints to stimulate combat effectiveness.

Nine times out of ten, it is the evil work created by the blood god cult.

Although this evil skill can temporarily increase cultivation, it will cause irreversible trauma to yourself after being used.

For example, Tiemu Dengke is afraid that his Wuhun acupoint will be difficult to recover no matter what the result is after the war.

However, although the evil skill does great harm to itself, its power is not weak.

As Tiemu Dengke pierced his Wuhun acupoint, he completely dug out his sword Wuhun and integrated it into his long black sword.

The power of the long black sword soared in an instant.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The blade of the long sword has an unimaginable penetration and pierces the void one by one.

When Cheng Feng fought with the magic knife, the knives and swords intersected. A sharp sword force rushed into his body through the long black sword, making his meridians feel cut by the blade.

It seems that in the next second, the meridians of the whole body will be cut off by the sword edge and the cultivation will be destroyed.

"Cheng Feng, what's the taste of sword spirit in the transformation period?"

Seeing Cheng Feng taking his sword, his face turned a little white, and Tiemu Dengke's self-confidence soared.

As he continued to draw out his sword, he said bitterly: "originally, my sword soul only reached the complete awakening in the awakening period. It still needs a long time to warm up from the transformation period."

"But because of you... Because of you damn beast, I had to ripen the sword spirit and forcibly enter the transformation stage."

"You ruined everything and my martial spirit. Then enjoy the taste of my sword martial spirit in the transformation period!"

"The soul of the sword in the transformation period? No wonder its power has increased so much..."

Cheng Feng suddenly realized.

It should be noted that the martial spirit of a martial artist has three stages: awakening, transformation and the integration of heaven and man.

In fact, the awakening period is only the stage of cultivating martial spirits. The power of martial spirits can't exert much power.

Only by entering the stage of transformation and completely forming the form of Wushu soul, can it give great help to the master.

For example, Tiemu Dengke's sword spirit has just entered the stage of transformation with extraordinary means, but his strength has been improved by nearly half!