How to break the sword of crossing into a male god

Not to mention the two people who fled quickly along the path that Chu Feng pointed out, after saying goodbye to Duan Shuize and the other two, Chu Feng went up the cliff and did not go anywhere else, just sat cross-legged in front of him and often chatted with Zhan Yiyun It's convenient to move in that place.

Holding the unsheathed long sword on his knees with both hands, his eyelids drooped to cover his eyes, and he didn't know whether he was drooping or closing his eyes to rest.

After a long time like this, a powerful and terrifying demonic energy suddenly appeared in the southeast, overwhelmingly attacking in his direction.The evil energy originally deposited in the sky was instantly broken by this evil energy, and in a blink of an eye, the purple-red sky was revealed.

Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes, as if he had expected it long ago, without a trace of disturbance on his face, he only raised his eyes to look forward.Not long after, two figures stood in front of him following the devilish energy.

The person standing in front had black hair as long as a waterfall and reached his waist, the slender red eyes under the sword eyebrows carried an indelible coldness, the thin pale pink lips were pursed into a thin line, and hooked at the end again, With a little indescribable handsomeness.He was wearing a strong black dress with gold rims on it. Although it was not luxurious at first glance, it could be seen that this person had a high status.

Behind him is Su Miao who just came here a few days ago.

Chu Feng scanned the two of them twice with his eyes, coughed lightly and stood up holding his sword: "I thought you wouldn't come so slowly."

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth became thicker in the man standing in front, he clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Did Mr. Chu figure out that this junior is going to visit you today? I'm so sorry for being late. "

"The astrology tilts from the northwest, and the demonic energy flows from the southeast. I can figure out what you want to do, Ning Xiao. There's no need to sell it to me anymore." Chu Feng said, pulling out his hands, and there was a "click" sound With a soft sound, the sword body also emerged from the scabbard.

What he said was straightforward enough. Ning Xiao narrowed his slender red eyes slightly, put away the smile on his face, and continued coldly: "Since you know what I want to do, why don't you do this now?" Is that your answer?"

Chu Feng just looked at him, his expression unchanged, and he didn't intend to answer at all.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Ning Xiao unhurriedly reached out and pulled out the long knife carried behind his back, and tightened it tightly in his hand.The cold light flashed on the blade, he stretched his waist twice, and laughed again: "Back then, in the battle between humans and demons, the number one sword cultivator in the Three Realms beheaded the Supreme Demon Realm, but was cut off by the devil's self-exploding inner alchemy. I tried my best to repair it, but in the end I had nowhere to go and listened to people's rumors, and I was willing to fall into the devil's way and use the devil's energy to repair the sky sword."

"Fighting poison with poison sounds like a good idea. But I'm also curious. After all these years, old man, have you really repaired your sword?"

Following his words, the expression on Chu Feng's face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't help but raised his sword and slashed at it, but even so, the long sword was not completely out of its sheath in the end.

There was a "snap" of the scabbard hitting the blade, and Ning Xiao didn't rush to attack. He suddenly leaned forward, put his head in front of Chu Feng's face, lowered his voice and said with a mocking tone: "Old man, You are so old, and you still hold a broken sword, do you think you can stop me?"

Chu Feng frowned, and his men pushed forward hard to block the man away, then looked down at the long sword that he was still hiding in the scabbard.Time seemed to freeze in an instant, and in the next second, he took a deep breath, raised his hand and pulled out the sword that had been hidden for thousands of years from the scabbard.

The one-arm-long iron sword was broken from the middle, and the shattered marks seemed to silently tell Ning Xiao the answer to the question just now.Only the tail of the dragon painted on the sword has lost its luster.Chu Feng's hand holding the sword handle shook again and again, and finally squeezed tightly.

Looking up, his red eyes were full of anger when he met Ning Xiao's "smiling face". He smiled coldly and said, "Why don't we try?"

At this point in the conversation, Ning Xiao was no longer interested in talking with him, and took a step back with the long knife in his hand, waving his arm to draw a cold light in the air, and swung towards Chu Feng without stopping.

Chu Feng was not afraid of his aura, and raised his hand to block it with the scabbard that had not been put down.There was another loud bang, and the hand holding the scabbard was so painful from the shock.Without stopping at all, he leaned forward and swung out the hand holding the broken sword, stabbing Ning Xiao's dantian mercilessly.

Although the latter is not as experienced as he is, he is not a novice who has just entered the Tao.With a light touch of one foot on the ground, the whole person suddenly withdrew backwards, avoiding Chu Feng's attack, and there was no nervous expression on his face, but he smiled and said, "Old man Chu is so old. It's not easy to be so flexible."

Chu Feng held his breath and refused to respond.

Ning Xiao didn't say it out, and it's not that he didn't know.That slap just now was just to test his strength. Although the two men's demonic energy was equal, maybe he could be better, but his broken sword is impossible to defeat the ten thousand blood sacrificial training in Ning Xiao's hands. out of the magic knife.

When things come to this, the one who strikes first is the stronger.

With a long sigh in his heart, Chu Feng looked down at the broken sword in his hand, and the devil energy all over his body slowly gathered beyond his fingertips, and finally the end of the broken long sword was forced into a sword shape by the devil energy.He raised his head and looked at Ning Xiao, who had been waiting with arms folded as if to give him some time, and without further words, he swung his sword and attacked again.

Ning Xiao smiled even more, raised his hand and waved his long knife to meet him.

The light of the knife flashed across the air accompanied by the shadow of the sword, and the sound of metal impacts of "clang, clang" continued for a long time. Ning Xiao's dark purple to almost black magic energy and Chu Feng's bright red magic energy also followed the weapon's blow. Handover engulfs and entangles each other.The two went back and forth more than a dozen times, and Chu Feng gradually became short of breath, and his movements became chaotic as the battle progressed.Looking at Ning Xiao's body, although there were a few more wounds, the calm smile on his face showed no intention of retreating at all.

Another clash of swords, the magic energy wrapped in the long knife in Ning Xiao's hand instantly turned into a giant dragon and directly swallowed the magic sword in Chu Feng's hand.Chu Feng's pupils shrank, and he wanted to take another step, but it was too late. The magic energy from the front of the long sword was swallowed up the moment the dragon's mouth closed.

It was not too late for Chu Feng to move again, but he saw that Ning Xiao took the long knife and took a step back, and stopped the attack on his own initiative. He said, "Old Chu, you can see that you can't beat me. Why don't you take a step back?" , you give me the magic sword Su Miao said that can block the thunder, and I will not do anything to you."

Chu Feng took a deep breath: "That sword is not mine."

"Of course I know it's not yours." Ning Xiao smiled: "I also know that the sword was made by a little demon cultivator who just built a foundation. But if a newcomer can split the sky thunder, if the sword is in your hands, will you still have it? "

Chu Feng's eyes darkened: "A sword cultivator has only one sword in his life. Even if my sword is broken, it must be it."

Ning Xiao spread his hands: "That's it, who knows what will happen then? I'm just taking precautions before they happen."

Hearing this, Chu Feng laughed.He looked down at the scabbard and the broken sword in his hand, and sighed, "It's been so many years, I should have given up a long time ago, but that's okay, at least we walked together on the battlefield, so I won't be the one who sent you away." I'm dying of old age."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to meet Ning Xiao's again.

"My answer is already very clear, you can do it directly."

This response didn't seem to be unexpected at all, Ning Xiao just shook his head with a smile without changing his expression.He swung the long knife twice in the air again, and after finding the feeling, he slashed at Chu Feng again.

I really can't stop it.

But as a swordsman, the most basic dignity does not allow him to be hacked to death just like that.

Raising the broken sword in his hand, he tried his best to block it upwards, but the sound of metal joining did not sound as he imagined——

The Broken Sword disappeared at some point, and the half-transparent boy stood between the two of them. Ning Xiao slashed at the boy with the long knife in his hand, almost cutting him off.But what was strange was that there was not a single trace of blood on the young man's body, and even the place cut by the blade seemed to be scattered clouds, illusory and ethereal, as if even his existence was just an illusion.

All of a sudden everyone was stunned, and six eyes were locked on the boy at the same time, unable to move an inch.Seeing that he didn't care about the knife on his body at all, he raised his hand, bent his index finger, and lightly flicked Ning Xiao on the back of the knife——

There was a crisp sound of "boring", followed by a sound of iron breaking that no one expected.

What was even more surprising than the boy's sudden appearance was that the magic knife in Ning Xiao's hand was snapped off with just one blow.

The young man kept moving, and he didn't care about the half of the blade that fell on the ground and the three people who were sluggish in place. He turned his head and looked at Chu Feng, with a smile on his delicate brows, but the moment he looked back, The originally raised face fell instantly, the black eyes were full of panic, and before he could open his mouth to make a sound, a gust of wind blew past, and the young man's figure disappeared with the wind.

Chu Feng stared at the direction in which the young man disappeared, until the scabbard he had been holding in his left hand was also shattered with the disappearance of the young man. I can't feel the trace of the boy's existence.

It's not that he doesn't know what the boy's last look means, and he can also feel that the magic energy approaching from behind is about to reach his side.But whether it was physical or psychological, there was absolutely no intention of looking away.

I don't know whether to say sadness or joy, and there is only one sentence left in my heart -

Look quickly, my sword is really alive.

The devilish energy behind him was getting closer and closer, but Chu Feng's expression did not change at all, until there was a soft "噗嗤", and the sound of the sharp weapon piercing the body was very clear in the quiet moment around.

Chu Feng turned back dully, with an expression on his face that was about to cry, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

His lips trembled for a long time before he spoke with an unstoppable trill: "Did you see it? It's really a sword spirit..."