Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 106 105. Destroy the strange place! (3000) (12)

In sticky darkness.

Only the strange blood light appears and disappears from time to time.

Phantoms keep appearing and disappearing.

"I'm mad?"

Confusion flashed across Xiang Feng's scarlet eyes, and he muttered to himself.

At this moment, there was finally a bit of doubt in his tone.

It seems to be questioning myself.

"No, I'm not crazy!"

Soon, he said firmly again.

"Crazy, it's obviously you!"

"I am the evil sword, the evil sword is me, watch me kill you all!"

Gradually, the weird blood-colored long sword spread out like human blood vessels, and began to merge with the flesh and blood on his arm, which looked very strange.

"Uncle Feng."

Just then, a familiar call sounded.

Xiang Feng, who was already lost, was shaken all over his body, his eyes widened, and he turned to look in the direction of the sound.

In the darkness, Xiang Ren in a red robe walked out slowly.

His face was pale, his pupils dilated.

There is a huge hollow in the chest, and the blood has long been drained.

"Uncle Feng, it hurts, I hurt so much..."

Xiang Feng's hands trembled, his expression extremely painful.

"Ren'er..."

"I will avenge you immediately!"

He didn't spare his own spiritual power, and swung the bloody evil sword again, slashing all around indiscriminately.

It's as fleeting as a fleeting shadow, as fast as a surprise.

The sword is full of air.

The blood light once dispelled the surrounding darkness.

The pained roar of the Inn Master could be vaguely heard.

The tyranny of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen is fully revealed.

However, no matter how powerful the attack is, if it fails to hit, it is meaningless.

An Le watched quietly not far away, the face under the ghost armor was indifferent.

Xiang Feng wanted to torture him to death and tear him into pieces, so why didn't he hate Xiang Feng to the bone?

Just killing Xiang Feng is not enough.

Murder, but also punish!

The ghost armor on An Le's body gave off a faint halo.

Those phantoms that emerged were born in the halo.

["Ghost Armor" - Fantasy (Purple)! 】

This is the entry he unlocked after killing Huo Xinrenmian.

It seems that the ghost armor absorbs the characteristics of the pale face in the collision of fists and flesh, and can create illusions like demons.

If it is an ordinary foundation cultivator, I am afraid that he will not be affected by the illusion.

But for Xiang Feng, who is already in a state of confusion, this will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The sword light quickly dissipated.

"Huh...huh..."

Xiang Feng panted heavily.

Just now, the violent outpouring of spiritual power finally made him show a little fatigue.

But the hallucinations have not gone away.

"Uncle Feng..."

Xiang Ren stared at him miserably.

And those who were killed by him, as if crawling out of hell, appeared one after another in the darkness, walking towards him.

"Xiaofeng, how dare you! How dare you!"

Hearing this voice, Xiang Feng turned pale again, feeling terrified.

"Brother..."

The man in the shadows had hatred in his eyes.

"What did i do wrong?"

"Why, you two are doing this to me?"

Like a valve being opened, nightmare-like memories began to flow into Xiang Feng's mind.

That day, together with his sister-in-law, he murdered his brother.

But before he died, his brother broke out with amazing strength and beat the woman he loved to death alive in front of him.

Every time I think about it in the middle of the night, Xiang Feng will wake up from the dream, covered in cold sweat.

Just after that, he obtained the evil sword and desperately improved his strength.

The only one who cares is Xiang Ren who doesn't know the truth yet.

"It turns out that it was you, Uncle Feng, who killed my father and mother!"

"It's you! It's you!"

Xiang Ren's questioning voice echoed.

Xiang Feng became more and more confused, and he argued in a panic: "No, that's not the case."

"Ren'er, I am your father..."

The deepest nightmare in my heart emerged, and the person I cared about the most hated me instead.

The pain was surging, and the heart was like a knife.

It's like thousands of ants gnawing at the mind.

This time, Xiang Feng really couldn't distinguish reality from illusion.

at the same time.

Rumbling--

The heart, which is several times stronger than ordinary people, is like a god and demon beating a drum, bursting out with vast energy and blood.

Rushing and whistling, running wildly.

The viscera were even more clanging, like a war machine that was activated, erupting loudly.

"die!"

Endless ferocity, accompanied by the sound of tigers roaring and dragons chanting.

An Le's figure was as swift as lightning, wrapped in exaggerated and terrifying blood, and spiritual power accumulated for a long time, and punched out with one punch!
boom!
The ghost armored iron fist pierced Xiang Feng's back directly.

It came out of his chest.

Xiang Feng's body stopped suddenly, and he spat out blood with a "wow".

There was a look of astonishment on his face, and he lowered his head in disbelief.

"you……"

"The ones just now are gifts from me, do you like them?"

An Le's tone was gentle, as if she was speaking to a close elder.

click... click...

Countless spikes protruded from the ghost armor, piercing Xiang Feng's body.

Toxins, coldness, resentment... Crazy injection.

The distance between the two kept getting closer, like a bloody hug.

Xiang Feng's eyes widened, and blood oozed from the eye sockets.

In front of him, elder brother, sister-in-law, Xiang Ren, Tan Feiyu... phantoms of dead people came towards him with hatred, tearing and biting him, trying to drag him into hell as well.

The double pain of mind and body made him only able to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth.

"do not come……"

"Don't worry, I'll send you to reunite right away."

An Le pulled out his arm and punched out again.

Head burst!

The remaining half of the body fell down.

Xiang Feng finally died.

Looking at his corpse, An Le breathed a sigh of relief.

The crisis that has lasted for so many days has finally been lifted.

But in the next second, a sudden change occurred.

The blood-red flying sword began to buzz softly and tremble.

It had been glued to Xiang Feng's arm before, and now it directly devoured his body.

Exudes a dirty and bloody smell.

Extremely powerful!

But it is very unstable, as if it will explode at any time.

"No, it's going to explode!"

With quick eyes and quick hands, An Le took away the storage bag on Xiang Feng's body, and fled away at full speed.

This sword is very evil.

An Le didn't want to try to use his body to experience the power of its self-destruction.

******
On the way to escape, he met a figure in a purple robe in front of him.

It was Wan Xinrong.

The spiritual power around him spread, and the space gradually distorted.

The divine escape talisman is taking effect.

Seeing An Le's arrival, Wan Xinrong's complexion changed drastically, thoughts flashed in his mind, and he immediately said loudly.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to leave this place?"

An Le froze, feeling vigilant, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

"I'm using the Divine Escape Talisman. If you don't dislike it, you can go with me."

Wan Xinrong said cautiously.

I was afraid that An Le would attack suddenly and kill him.

After witnessing the fierce battle just now, Wan Xinrong was completely afraid of An Le and did not want to be his enemy.

It takes time to use the divine escape talisman.

If it is interrupted, it will be difficult to escape.

Moreover, he suspects that An Le is probably a disciple of the top sect in the world, which is why he has such weird and powerful spells and talents.

Although there was little friction between the two parties before, it was only the qi practitioners who died.

There is absolutely no need to fight to the death!

In this situation, Wan Xinrong decided to make a good relationship and take the initiative to make friends with him to avoid unnecessary fights.

An Le was in a weird mood.

But think about it, from Wan Xinrong's point of view, he has never shown his true face, so naturally he doesn't know the origin between them.

After hesitating for a moment, An Le spoke hoarsely.

"Okay, then I will trouble you, Fellow Daoist."

After the battle with Xiang Feng, his state fell to the bottom.

The qi and blood are weak, and the mind and spiritual power are almost exhausted.

There are still several sword qi remaining in the body, constantly expanding the injury.

Then against the last stage of Foundation Establishment, the outcome is hard to predict.

Of course, An Le did not fully believe what Wan Xinrong said, and remained highly vigilant.

But he didn't know that he was vigilant in his heart, and Wan Xinrong was even more frightened.

Just standing next to this ferocious ghost armor that was still bleeding, he felt a terrible sense of oppression.

Then think of the wind that died in the hands of this person.

Wan Xinrong didn't dare to make any small moves, he continued to press the talisman paper honestly.

Spiritual power dispersed.

The spell continues.

The distortion of the surrounding space intensifies.

At this time, An Le suddenly felt something, and looked in one direction.

In places where darkness does not cover.

Qiu Qing was standing there, smiling at him.

There was gratitude and a trace of relief on his face.

"Master, master!"

Then, two extremely urgent calls came from not far behind.

"Wait for me, Old Mo!"

I don't know what this strange snake did in the darkness before, its abdomen was bulging, as if it was stuffed with many things.

Before the Divine Escape Talisman was about to take effect, it unexpectedly exploded at an astonishing speed.

A swoop landed on An Le's shoulder.

Then, there was a whirlwind.

When I opened my eyes again, the scene in front of me was completely different from before.

******
boom! ! !
After the evil figure of the two of them disappeared.

The evil sword burst out unprecedented blood light, covering the entire inn and even the strange place.

The inn was shattered and completely destroyed in the impact.

The souls and evil spirits that were once bound here melted away.

All the clay puppets shatter in pain.

Only the pitch black seemed to have sunk into the soil, and it took on a blood color that was not there before.

Perhaps, waiting for the start of the next reincarnation.

******
In the dark green mountain forest.

Feeling the faint vibration not far away, An Le felt lingering fear, secretly said.

"The power of this self-destruct is so great?"

After thinking about it, it is estimated that the evil sword aroused the original strong resentment of the strange place, so that such power erupted.

However, this has nothing to do with him.

An Le turned to look beside her.

The trees are tall, the vegetation is dense, and the eyes are full of vibrant green.

The fresh and natural air penetrates into the nasal cavity.

It was an extremely ordinary scene, but to him now, it felt like a world away.

Wan Xinrong on the side was also quite emotional.

Of course, there is still a bit of regret.

Two Foundation Establishment and many qi training disciples were lost here.

But thinking about Akabane Sect's loss this time, Wan Xinrong's mood improved.

The death of a Dzogchen Foundation Establishment, the Akabane Sect is afraid that it will be painful for a long time.

He decided to hurry back to the sect and report the situation to the suzerain.

They had long attempted to launch a war against the Akabane Sect, and this incident was undoubtedly a good trigger.

Moreover, Wan Xinrong did not dare to continue to be alone with An Le.

He quickly left as if fleeing.

An Le rested for a while, then began to look for Su Dai's breath nearby.

But not long after, his face became a little ugly.

　No knife, don't worry.

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