I'm invincible from the start, you can do whatever you want

The battle was over, and the battle was over.

The Thunder Dragon's offensive did not stop because it swallowed Shura's blood. Instead, it became more motivated and rushed towards Han Feng with an unstoppable momentum.

Wherever the dragon's body went, the surrounding space was torn apart from the middle like a piece of cloth. The incomparable sense of oppression made Han Feng's body feel fear instinctively.

He lost this battle between the emperor's soldiers.

He lost completely.

The attack just now had exhausted all his spiritual power. At this moment, he was exhausted and unable to resist the invasion of the Thunder Dragon.

No!

He couldn't die!

He was unwilling!

Han Feng's eyes turned fierce, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Shura Blood Sword. The originally dull sword body once again burst into blood-colored brilliance.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

The Shura Blood Sword body trembled, and the blood light was blazing. It flew out of Han Feng's hand, turned into a blazing light, and chopped towards the head of the Thunder Dragon.

The sword light soared into the sky, ignoring all obstacles in the world, as if to completely destroy the Thunder Dragon.

The Thunder Dragon and the blood-colored sword light were entangled together, the dragon swallowed the sword light, and the sword light tore the dragon, neither giving in.

Just when the two were fighting hard.

Xiao Yun held the Zhuxian Sword, stepped on the rolling thunder, faced the endless blood light, and slashed the Shura Blood Sword with a sword.

This moment was the first real collision between the two imperial weapons.

The result was obvious. The Blood Sword of Asura was no match for the Immortal Execution Sword. It flew backwards and hit Han Feng hard. A closer look revealed dozens of tiny cracks on the blood-colored sword.

"Han Feng, you lost!"

Xiao Yun stood in midair, staring coldly at Han Feng, who was kneeling weakly due to exhaustion of spiritual power and loss of blood.

Han Feng's face was pale and his body was stained with blood.

The residual power generated by the collision of the imperial soldiers was not something that ordinary people could bear, and one of the targets of the Immortal Execution Sword was him.

Although most of the power was blocked by the Blood Sword of Asura, the remaining part of the power caused him to be seriously injured.

"Why!"

"Why are you so strong!"

"I don't believe it!"

Han Feng's eyes turned red, staring closely at Xiao Yun floating in the air, and roared with gritted teeth.

He still couldn't believe that Xiao Yun, who had been stepped on by him, could easily defeat him now.

There are two more imperial weapons colliding. Why is his Shura Blood Sword so vulnerable in front of Xiao Yun's Zhuxian Sword? It seems that the Shura Blood Sword is a fake imperial weapon.

In fact, it is no wonder that Han Feng can't figure it out. Each imperial weapon is extremely powerful, and the difference between them is also very small.

In the duel of imperial weapons, the real decisive factor is the user himself. The stronger the user, the stronger the power that can be exerted, and vice versa.

The current strength of Han Feng and Xiao Yun is not much different. Even if Xiao Yun is slightly better than Han Feng, he is not much stronger.

But the power released by the two when using imperial weapons is one in the sky and the other in the ground.

The reason is that the Zhuxian Sword is not just one imperial weapon, but four imperial weapons.

And in terms of quality alone, the quality of the Zhuxian Sword is also better than that of the Shura Blood Sword.

Before, Ye Yu said that the quality of a single Zhuxian Sword could barely reach the level of an imperial weapon, but it was just modesty.

Han Feng was actually facing four imperial weapons, and they were four extremely high-quality imperial weapons.

Han Feng's defeat was not unfair.

Xiao Yun did not care about Han Feng's unwillingness. He only wanted to completely wipe out Han Feng to comfort the souls of the Xiao family.

Looking at Xiao Yun, who was walking towards him step by step with endless murderous intent.

Han Feng was scared.

He knew that Xiao Yun wanted to kill him!

But he didn't want to die.

He still had so many women to enjoy, and he had to stand at the top of this world.

He didn't want to die!

He didn't want to die!

Since Xiao Yun wanted to kill him, he wouldn't let Xiao Yun have an easy time.

Han Feng closed his eyes, called out to the black figure in his mind that seemed to be sleeping, and silently said, "I agree to your request!"

Sure enough, when the strange black figure heard Han Feng's words, he immediately opened his scarlet eyes and laughed "hehehe".

"I knew this day would come."

The voice of the strange black shadow was hoarser and more terrifying than the evil spirits from hell, like a poisonous sting piercing into Han Feng's soul.

This strange black shadow was the "noble man" who helped Han Feng rise.

It was him who made Han Feng jump from an unknown member of the Han family to the most powerful person in the Tianfeng Kingdom.

A top genius.

The Emperor's Blood Sword of Shura was once his weapon, and he also gave it to Han Feng.

However, he did all this for a purpose.

He has always coveted Han Feng's body, or more precisely, the great luck of Han Feng.

If he had such great luck, he might not have been killed, and only a remnant soul would survive until now.

When he first met Han Feng, he had the idea of ​​taking over Han Feng's body.

If he could take over Han Feng's body, he could not only live again, but also have the opportunity to touch the realm he had always dreamed of.

However, just as he was about to take action, his soul felt unprecedented danger.

He had a hunch that if he really did this, he might immediately die.

In desperation, he could only turn into an old grandfather and appear beside Han Feng to help him rise and grow step by step.

After many attempts and explorations.

He understood that if he took the initiative to take over Han Feng's body, he would definitely be killed on the spot by the dangerous aura.

But what if Han Feng was willing to be "taken over" by him?

Sure enough, as he expected, this method worked.

So, all along, he had never concealed his true purpose from Han Feng.

After hearing this, Han Feng just smiled.

After all, who would be willing to let others take over their bodies?

He and the strange black shadow have always been in a mutually beneficial relationship, and he has always been in the initiative.

Before today, Han Feng never thought that one day he would take the initiative to give up complete control of his body and let a soul that was already ill-intentioned merge into his body.

And out of fear of death, he was really "willing" to be taken over by the strange black shadow.

However, taking over a body is not a simple matter, and Han Feng still has a glimmer of hope.

When two souls compete for control of the body, one will definitely be swallowed by the other, and there can only be one winner between the two.

Han Feng's soul may not necessarily be swallowed, and it may swallow the strange black shadow in turn.

At that time, he will also inherit the memory and all the power of the strange black shadow.

But this is only a 50% chance.

The other 50% chance is that the strange black shadow will completely devour Han Feng's soul, completely control Han Feng's body, and inherit the huge luck of Han Feng.

But no matter what, Han Feng must take a gamble.

Otherwise, he will definitely be crushed to ashes by Xiao Yun.

Taking a gamble, at least there is still hope of survival.

If he is really killed by Xiao Yun, then he will really have nothing...