Chapter 110: Magical weapons have spirits? Evil weapons have spirits!
Po Jun's words.

Cao Feng's mouth twitched, and he was extremely speechless.

How reckless is this person?
How could you dare to seize the world's number one evil sword without any preparation?
Aren’t you afraid that the day the sword is completed will be the day you die?
"You said I'm unreliable, but you're the most unreliable one!"

Cao Feng sighed softly.

Immediately, he looked up at the changing night sky and whispered, "How many can you take away?"

"How many? It's hard for me to get away by myself!"

Po Jun's face was distorted. He pointed at the sky and cursed: "Damn it, can't you see? This is the prototype of a domain! The method of a grandmaster!"

"How can an old man who is seriously injured break through?"

Cao Feng pursed his lips, retracted his gaze, and said seriously: "What if... I can instantly recover to my peak state?"

Pojun is a person who cannot be controlled.

Cao Feng didn't want to help him heal his wounds either.

However, the power of the Great Evil King was too great, far beyond expectations.

Continue to delay.

Several people had to follow in Wen Caiting's footsteps and have their minds affected by the evil spirit!

At this moment, Wen Caiting had been knocked unconscious by Hua Manlou.

Although the Seventh Young Master doesn't talk much, he has little presence.

But the work is very reliable.

The hidden danger was eliminated immediately, leaving Wen Caiting no chance to cause trouble.

When Po Jun heard what Cao Feng said, he was stunned at first.

Then, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and he patted his chest and said, "If you can really cure my injury, I will ensure that you are safe!"

Before Cao Feng responded, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but interrupt: "Excuse me, are you sure you can break that thing?"

The prototype of the field also involves the field.

What about the Half-Step Grandmaster?

Most of them are counterfeit goods that do not live up to their reputation!
Only people like Yao Yue have touched the threshold of this field.

There is a clear gap between him and the Grandmaster level, and he can easily crush the Grandmaster level.

Only then is he worthy of the title of Half-Step Grandmaster!

Pojun...is obviously a parallel import product.

No wonder Lu Xiaofeng had no confidence in him.

Po Jun had no time to deal with him, and said to Cao Feng anxiously: "Hurry up, help me heal my wounds first. I am the most powerful person here. Besides me, who else can you count on?"

"Even if I can't break that damn thing, at least I can fight against the evil sword with you. It's not a loss no matter how you look at it!"

There was no need for Pojun to say anything nonsense. Cao Feng had considered all this at the moment he made the decision.

So he didn’t drag his feet.

He had to take action immediately and spend his life to heal Po Jun's wounds.

However, at the moment when his palm pressed on Pojun's shoulder.

A strange feeling suddenly emerged from Cao Feng's heart.

"Ok?"

Cao Feng's eyelids twitched, a strange look appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly looked towards the entrance of the cave.

clang! ~
A shocking sound of a sword suddenly erupted.

Immediately, a flash of red light, carrying an extremely vicious aura, broke through the rocks and soared into the sky.

All of a sudden.

The entire space is filled with endless resentment and malice!

Faintly, there seemed to be something else.

Very weak, yet extremely tenacious.

It's like a small grass breaking through a rock.

No matter how much resentment and malice infect, it is always difficult to drown them!
hum! ~
The oddly shaped broad blade, suspended in mid-air, exudes waves of terrifying pressure.

Anyone who first sees the Great Evil King would probably think that it is a broken blade.

This is because the blade is made by forcibly blending two broken blades.

There is both an interface and a way to break the hatred.

It doesn't have the look of a normal blade at all, it looks like a whole.

"Yeah!~"

Wanwan, Lu Xiaofeng, and Hua Manlou all groaned.

His face turned pale as paper in an instant. Wen Caiting, who was in a coma, was in an even worse state, her whole body seemed to be electrocuted.

His body was twitching and foam was coming out of his mouth!

Under the pressure of the Great Evil King, Po Jun should have the least reaction.

After all, the realm is there.

Even if he was injured, he was still not comparable to the early stage Grandmaster.

Moreover, what he himself cultivated was the killing force, which was somewhat similar to the power released by the Great Evil King.

After releasing his murderous power, the pressure that the Great Evil King brought to Pojun was already very limited.

When Pojun discovered this, greed immediately appeared in his eyes.

"That field prototype is really difficult to deal with!"

"However, the evil sword itself is far less terrifying than expected. I am 90% sure that I can control it."

"The premise is that the injury must be healed first."

Po Jun's mind flashed, and he quietly glanced at Cao Feng who was nearby.

As a result, this one glance made him stand there in a daze.

Including the unconscious Wen Caiting, there were a total of six people present.

Among them, Cao Feng, who is in the early stage of innateness, has the lowest realm.

It stands to reason.

Under the raging pressure of the evil sword, Cao Feng, unlike Lu Xiaofeng and the others, suffered damage to his mind.

At least there should be some reaction, right?
No.

Absolutely not.

Po Jun had the least reaction to the pressure, while Cao Feng had no reaction at all.

Still like nothing happened.

Not only that.

The sword intent lingering around his body actually showed signs of a complete transformation!
"How can this be?"

Pojun's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Even he had to use his killing power to resist the pressure of the evil sword.

How can a guy who is only in the Xiantian realm remain calm?
Moreover, can he use the pressure of the evil sword to sharpen his own sword intent?
Pojun has been wandering the world for decades.

This is the first time I’ve seen something so outrageous!
……

Cao Feng sensed Po Jun's hostility at that moment.

But he didn't want to pay attention to the other party.

At this moment, his attention was all on the Great Evil King.

His eyes were fixed on the blade without blinking, his expression slightly complicated.

exactly.

What he was looking at was the newborn "consciousness" on the Great Evil King.

A wisp of spirituality, created by him personally, that has telepathic connection with him!
"The magic weapon... actually has its own spirituality!"

Cao Feng murmured in a complicated tone.

Not long ago.

When I saw the Demon Sword Bone Poison.

He once sensed a trace of divine consciousness contained in the bone poison.

Therefore, it is asserted.

The so-called magical weapons are spiritual, but it is nothing more than the martial arts will left on the weapons by the user!
Sword God Yan Nantian is the most typical example.

No matter what kind of weapon it is, even if it is made of ordinary iron, in his hands, it will turn into a spiritual magic weapon!

That spirituality did not come from the weapon itself, but was given by Yan Nantian!

But now, Cao Feng had to deny his past judgment.

Divine weapons... can indeed give birth to spirituality!
Although he contributed partly, it was not all his fault.

He was just a catalyst.

In other words, it is a nourishing pond.

Help that spirituality to thrive!
"After two spiritual weapons were forcibly fused together, a new spirituality was born in the gap. If Yun Dingtian knew about such a dramatic scene, I wonder what he would think?"

"If the evil soldiers are no longer evil, are they still evil soldiers?"

(End of this chapter)