The Dragon from Hell

"Huh..."

Looking at the Yuchang sword in Qin Feng's hand, the black cat once again issued a dangerous warning sound from its throat, seeming to be very alert.

Qin Feng looked at it expressionlessly and said coldly: "Come again."

As soon as the voice fell, the next moment the black cat suddenly pounced on Qin Feng, faster than before!

Cao Bian looked coldly from behind, his face solemn.

And the black cat took this step, and its body actually left a black afterimage, the outermost layer of its body seemed to have become a virtual existence, and its hair turned into rolling black mist.

It seems that this is the most powerful form of the black cat, such a semi-entity!

The black cat ran wildly, and Qin Feng was neither anxious nor impatient.

He shook his long sword, and the sword energy was more than ten feet long, and the long sword was horizontal, like a waning moon.

Accompanied by a dragon roar, he swung the sword and slashed, and the wind and clouds in the sky changed color, all following Qin Feng's sword intent.

Everyone discovered that as Qin Feng's sword energy stirred, the rain around him actually stagnated in mid-air, without falling to the ground.

He stepped forward, facing the black cat's charge without dodging or avoiding, and went straight to it.

The Yuchang sword cut through the rain that was stagnant in the space, and the rain became like fine silver needles, heading straight for the black cat!

The cut rain directly pierced into the black cat's body, causing the black cat to howl but its body did not stop, as if being pierced by the rain silver needles was just a scratch.

But just this one time, Cao Bian's eyes suddenly tightened: "What?"

Zeng Hanjiang in the stands stood up directly, looking at this scene in disbelief.

Luo Yuhuai was stunned: "Impossible! This black cat is condensed from resentment and has no entity at all. How can it feel pain?"

Although it was only a brief moment and did not even affect the black cat's attack route, the slight hiss it made was still captured by someone.

In other words, Qin Feng's attack was effective. He was able to hurt this half-solid black cat!

In fact, what Qin Feng did was very simple. When he found that the black cat was half-solid and its body was mainly condensed from resentment, he drew out the Yuchang sword, brewed the sword intent, and took advantage of the rain in the sky to blend the sword energy into the rain and directly slap it into the black cat's body.

He did this not to hurt the black cat with the rain, but to verify something.

Every attack he made before was swallowed by the black cat in a half-solid state, because its body could be re-integrated after being broken up.

Qin Feng wanted to see whether this dissipated and integrated body was the passive ability of the black cat or its active skill.

The rain was not threatening, and the black cat was in an offensive posture at that time, with its attention focused on Qin Feng.

If it was a passive skill, then when the rain with condensed sword energy touched the black cat's body, the black cat's body would dissipate and condense on its own.

But if it was an active skill, then the rain could easily enter the black cat's body.

Now it seems that the black cat's ability to dissipate and condense was actively released by it.

Only when it feels threatened can it actively and consciously virtualize that part of its body.

If so... then it's easy.

The distance between the man and the cat has been shortened. The Yuchang sword in Qin Feng's hand is extremely sharp, and the rich sword energy is like winter frost, which can make people feel chilled to the bone in the blink of an eye.

The black cat's three eyes stared at Qin Feng, especially the "pair" of eyes on the forehead, which were full of resentment when staring at Qin Feng.

When looking into those "pairs" of eyes, Qin Feng seemed to hear a sad child's voice: "Why do you always bully me..."

It was the voice of a little boy, who sounded only four or five years old. In addition to his childishness, his voice was full of resentment that even adults did not have, as if he was full of hatred and hostility towards the world.

"I'm in so much pain... so much pain... Dad... I'm really in so much pain..."

The sad voice was obviously empty, but it was like a physical sound wave, rushing into Qin Feng's eardrums one after another, almost shattering his eardrums.

And the strange thing is that after this sound entered Qin Feng's brain, it seemed to have an echo, constantly stimulating Qin Feng's nerves.

This feeling made Qin Feng extremely depressed in an instant.

It was as if all the sufferings of this life were coming at this moment, and the overwhelming negative emotions directly made Qin Feng feel extremely depressed.

The death of his uncle, the death of his biological parents, the bullying his aunt had suffered over the years, the suffering he had endured over the years, the pain of being abandoned...

At this moment, all of this reappeared in Qin Feng's mind amid the crying of the child.

When his sword stabbed the black cat's head, his eyesHe was in a trance for a moment, and it seemed that what he saw was not a black cat, but a human face.

"Xiaofeng, as long as your uncle is here, you are my son, and you are definitely not an orphan!"

The first person he saw was Tang Zhenhai, the man who treated him as his own son.

Although he was taciturn, he always stood by Qin Feng to protect him.

Because of his existence, although Qin Feng had no father or mother since childhood, he never felt that he was an orphan.

However, just as he was about to call out "uncle", he saw the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, his head was full of blood, and he looked at Qin Feng with resentment: "Qin Feng, I treat you as my own son, but look at what you have done to me. If it weren't for you... our family would not have fallen to such a fate, why did you still want to kill me?"

"Uncle, I'm not..."

Before Qin Feng could speak, Tang Zhenhai's face changed, and it became Qin Shufang holding Tang Kexin, and both of them looked at him with resentment.

"Qin Feng, what did our family owe you? Without you, how harmonious would our family be? Why did you attack us?"

Tang Kexin stared at Qin Feng and gritted her teeth and said, "Murderer, you murderer!"

Seeing this scene, Zeng Lao and others were all wondering.

"What happened?"

At the scene, what others saw was that Qin Feng's sword had been pressed against the eye on the top of the black cat's head, but both sides suddenly stood still without moving a step forward.

"What's going on?"

Han Qiusheng didn't understand and shouted Dragon Lord twice, but Qin Feng didn't respond at all.

At this time, Cao Bian, who had not moved, walked slowly towards Qin Feng: "If you are not ruthless, you will never achieve great things. Now you are trapped in the illusion, and you can't get out without cutting off your seven emotions and six desires. But if you cut them off, will you still be the same as before?" He walked behind Qin Feng with a cold face, and a dagger fell out of his sleeve: "This is the gift I prepared for you and your master, do you like it?"