World Wide Martial Art

Ye Feng struggled for a while, shook his head and turned to the next room. The function of this white candle was unknown, so it was better not to waste time on it.

In the penultimate house, Ye Feng followed the same method, using the Water Spirit Pearl to open a hole in the paper window, and then condensed a water shield to block the impact of the overflowing evil energy, and then he saw the scene inside.

There is a long sword placed on the mahogany table. It looks ordinary and even rusty, but it emits a scarlet light and exudes a creepy killing intent.

The evil spirit in the house is particularly strong. If it condenses into an evil spirit, it will definitely reach the state of nourishing the spirit. However, these evil spirits are hidden in the corners of the house. Most of the space in the house is shrouded in the red light of the long sword.

Obviously, these evil spirits are afraid of the long sword.

"Is this a spiritual weapon?"

Ye Feng blinked his eyes. He didn't expect that there was such a treasure in the house, a long sword at the level of a spiritual weapon. It could kill countless enemies at a glance. It was a fierce sword. Such a spiritual weapon was not simple, and its value was comparable to Water Lingzhu.

"Although I already have the Qianqiu Sword, the Qianqiu Sword is only a ten thousand forged sword after all. If I have this spiritual sword in my hand, even if I am in the fifth level of Qi Yang, I will still be able to fight..."

Ye Feng looked solemn, then kicked the wooden door open and rushed into the house.

"You are so brave, you dare to covet the blood-killing sword!"

A sneer came, and the evil spirit rolled around and turned into an old man wearing a purple robe. This evil spirit turned out to be a human being and was even more intelligent.

"Nurture your energy for a while..."

Ye Feng looked at the evil spirit old man and couldn't help but tighten his grip on the Qianqiu Sword. The opponent was quite strong and there might be a fierce battle.

"Boy, I advise you to retreat quickly. Even if you can kill me, this blood-killing sword is not something you can control."

The evil spirit old man looked at Ye Feng with a playful smile, "The spiritual weapon is wise and will only choose its favorite master, but it looks down on your strength!"

"It doesn't matter whether you tell me or not."

Ye Feng looked indifferent and immediately killed the evil spirit old man. He had nothing to talk about with him. Since he wanted the blood-killing sword, he had to kill the evil spirit old man.

"The boy really doesn't listen to advice."

The evil spirit old man sneered, then raised his palm to meet the Qianqiu Sword, and saw a faint evil light shining from his palm. This was a manifestation of him mobilizing the evil energy in his body and increasing his strength.

For evil spirits in the Qi-nourishing realm, the evil spirits in their bodies can also bless themselves and exponentially increase their combat power.

I saw the Qianqiu Sword and the palm of my hand coming into contact. The always invincible Qianqiu Sword failed to cut off the old evil spirit's palm. I saw the evil light flashing on the latter's palm, which was actually extremely hard and protected his palm without any flaws.

"Something."

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, abandoned the Qianqiu Sword, and used the Demon-Slaying Fan to attack the old man.

Seeing the Demon-Slaying Fan, the old man's expression changed slightly, but he was not afraid. His palms danced so tightly that afterimages even appeared, blocking all Ye Feng's attacks.

"Water Spirit Pearl!"

At this moment, Ye Feng used the water spirit bead, and saw the water spirit energy gathering in mid-air, condensing into a water arrow, and suddenly shooting at the evil spirit old man.

The evil spirit old man obviously did not expect Ye Feng to have such a method. He wanted to dodge but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, his face full of astonishment was pierced by the water arrow.

"boom!"

The evil spirit old man's head exploded, but his body did not fall to the ground. Instead, his palms exploded with terrifying force, beating Ye Feng back step by step.

"Boy, you have a lot of treasures, but it's not that easy to kill me."

The old man's cold voice sounded, and a face appeared in his abdomen, looking at Ye Feng with vicious and cruel eyes.

"Hmph, I can't kill you once, but I can't kill you a thousand times a hundred times?"

Ye Feng remained indifferent, his demon-slaying fan shimmered, and every time he collided with the evil spirit old man, his body became weaker.

The demon-killing fan was particularly effective in restraining evil spirits. When the evil spirit old man exploded, he instinctively suppressed Ye Feng, but he fell into a disadvantage with every blow, and his strength became weaker and weaker.

In addition, Ye Fengcai controlled the water spirit beads, and from time to time concentrated water arrows, water knives, and even waves to attack the evil spirit old man, making the opponent extremely embarrassed.

Not long after, the evil spirit old man was no longer able to resist. He looked at Ye Feng viciously, let out an angry roar, and his body collided suddenly.

After experiencing the self-destruction of the Minotaur, Ye Feng was already on guard. His heart skipped a beat when he saw this, and he quickly controlled the water spirit beads to condense a water shield.

"boom!"

The evil spirit old man exploded himself, the billowing evil energy formed a terrifying shock wave, and the entire house was shaken by the impact.

Ye Feng hid behind the water shield, kept retreating, and was actually forced out of the house.

"boom!"

The next moment, the water shield exploded, and the shock wave was exhausted. Ye Feng breathed heavily, and blood surged in his body, but a smile appeared on his face.

The water spirit bead is indeed easy to use, much better than broken spiritual weapons like the Demon-Slaying Fan. Manipulating water vapor does not require consuming one's own energy and blood. He relied on the water shield to block the impact and was basically uninjured.

You must know that the previous bull-headed evil spirit was only in the bone-strengthening realm, and its self-destruction even hurt Ye Feng. However, the old evil spirit in front of him was just cultivating his energy, but Ye Feng was able to resist the opponent's self-destruction without any damage, all thanks to the water spirit beads.

"Good baby."

Ye Feng happily patted Shui Lingzhu, who showed a happy mood, and then he raised his eyes to look at the blood-killing sword in the room.

The evil spirit old man died, and the house had a new look. The interior looked very clean, but the blood-killing sword inserted on the mahogany table was trembling violently and trying to break away from the mahogany table.

"As expected of a spiritual weapon."

Ye Feng couldn't help but admire that this blood-killing sword had self-awareness. At this moment when the old evil spirit fell and the restrictions of the house disappeared, it actually wanted to get rid of the mahogany table and leave this place.

"Follow me, you will never regret it."

Ye Feng looked at the Blood Killing Sword and said, stepping forward.

But before he got close, the Blood Killing Sword suddenly erupted with a dazzling red light, and a terrifying murderous intention swept over him. Ye Feng's steps stagnated, and his body became stiff for a moment.

This murderous intention was too strong. This sword seemed to have slaughtered countless living beings and developed an overwhelming and terrifying killing intent. Just letting it out made Ye Feng feel chills down his spine and gave birth to fear.

"It's just a spiritual weapon, no matter how terrifying the killing intent is, why should I be afraid of it!"

A flash of anger flashed across Ye Feng's face. He didn't expect that he would be frightened by the wave of killing intent released by the Blood Killing Sword. If he couldn't resist the murderous intent, what qualifications did he have to let the Blood Killing Sword claim its master.

"I'm not afraid of mere murderous intent!"

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, strengthened his heart, and walked to the mahogany table despite the wave of killing intent. At this moment, the blood-killing sword had stopped trembling and became quiet, as if he was observing Ye Feng. After a moment, a disdainful emotion suddenly emerged from the blood-killing sword. passed on.

"Um?"

Ye Feng's face couldn't help but darken. This bloody sword actually looked down on him and even spoke rudely to him!