I kidnapped Chapter 465 of the main text of the timeline, holding the knife bang!

The tall figure fell from the sky, and finally landed in the central area of ​​the space formation.

Feng Qi took out the communicator at this moment:

"Turn off power."

After his words fell, the energy agencies inside Star City collectively cut off the energy supply, and the space teleportation array that was still dissipating blood light suddenly dimmed.

In the space cracks that are still spreading and expanding in the sky, the translucent space channel collapsed first, and then disappeared after being shattered by the countercurrent of space. Then the space cracks gradually recovered under the self-healing properties of the world rules, the black began to shrink, and the space gradually became smaller. more stable.

Putting down the communicator, Feng Qi looked up at the magic knife and its knife slave.

Without any accident, the sword slave raised the magic knife at this moment, pointed at them, and attacked them with terrifying killing intent.

However, before the knife slave launched an offensive, he suddenly fell to his knees, his body trembling violently, and his blood began to overflow from his pores.

Rejected by the rules of the world, the knife slave of the magic knife has a grim and painful expression.

It knelt down on the ground, gasping for breath, but it kept spitting out blood from its mouth, its body was like a leaky sieve, and the blood couldn't stop spilling out.

Without the miraculous will in the main body of the mist, the sword slave is completely unable to cope with the turmoil of the world's rules.

Finally, with a cracking sound, the body of the knife slave shattered.

The magic knife in the knife slave's hand also fell at this moment.

But before the magic knife landed, it hovered in the air, and the black mist flowed on the surface.

At this time, the magic knife is still in a state of not fully healed, and there are fine cracks on the surface of the magic knife that are difficult to detect with the naked eye. These are the scars left by the fight with Jian Ji at that time.

He understood what the magic knife was thinking now.

The magic knife wants to seize a new knife slave.

Having decided to hold the sword, Feng Qi will naturally not back down at the critical moment, and boldly strides towards the magic sword, the flame of the sword in his chest will burn violently.

At this moment he said:

"Chaotian, let's talk."

At this time, the magic knife who felt familiar with the sword posture was also very surprised. He couldn't understand why the guy in front of him with weak blood and extremely poor physique had the same sword posture as himself.

This seemed unbelievable to him.

The saber posture mastered by each new master actually deviates from the saber posture mastered by him. After all, each master has a different personality, and more importantly, the growth environment of each master is different.

This also leads to the fact that the knife posture can never be perfectly matched.

In Mo Dao's heart, there is only one master who can really fit him, and that is his sister Chao Xuan.

At this moment, feeling the aura of the saber force radiating from Feng Qi's body, Mo Dao was completely stunned.

He found that this weak guy actually had a saber posture that suited him even better than his older sister.

This seemed unbelievable to him.

Unless this weak little guy grew up with him so far and had exactly the same mentality growth path, how could he cultivate the exact same saber posture as him.

What's more, he found that this weak guy actually called out his real name.

Think of the space teleportation array that suddenly appeared.

Connecting these pieces of information in series, Mo Dao couldn't help guessing that behind his coming to the human world, there was a series of arrangements that had been prepared.

"About what?"

The voice of the magic knife rang in Feng Qi's mind.

"I want to be your knife holder!"

"You are too weak, so weak that if you get close to me, even a single ray of sharpness from me will kill you." The magic knife's tone was disdainful.

Hearing these words, Feng Qi was not surprised.

On the sacrifice line, his physical fitness is not considered high among cultivators, and he is incomparable with the previous owners of the magic knife, and even far inferior to the physical fitness of the sword slave.

Continuing to approach the magic knife, he felt the lingering knife air blowing on his face, and bloodstains appeared on his face, and blood beads emerged from the bloodstains.

The magic knife did not launch an offensive towards him, but even the scattered spirit would bring him harm.

"Chaotian, although I am weak now, I know you can make me stronger..."

"You seem to know me very well."

"Not only do we understand, but we also have a common goal."

"What target?"

"Zhan Jianji!" After the words fell, Feng Qi had a ferocious smile on his face, and took another step forward.

This step forward is like a sacrifice step off a cliff.

The scattered knife energy of the magic knife would smash him into pieces in an instant, but the magic knife suddenly took the initiative to restrain the outgoing knife energy.

"Why do you want to kill Jian Ji?"

The voice of the magic knife full of doubts sounded in Feng Qi's mind.

"There are many factors, one of which is personal grievances, he killed my relatives."

When saying these words, Feng Qi thought of Mu Qing, who died tragically in the last sacrifice line, and then thought of the sister of the magic knife "Chaoxuan".

The same goal, the same hatred, the same saber gesture. He looked directly at the magic knife, waiting for the answer from the magic knife.

At this moment, the old voice of the magic knife sounded in his mind:

"It seems that there are many secrets in your body. I don't want to know the answers to these secrets for the time being. As you said, you have a sword posture that perfectly fits me. Although your body is weak, this kind of fit may never be found again. .”

"But if you want to become a swordsman, in addition to having excellent growth talent, you also need to have an indomitable will to ensure that you will not be eroded by my power. In fact, there are many talented fighters among my sword slaves, but they In the end, my consciousness was swallowed up by me, which was not purely intentional, partly because my mind was swallowed up by power and my demonic nature during my time as a knife-wielder, and then I became a walking dead."

Looking at the magic knife suspended in mid-air, surrounded by black mist, Feng Qi grinned:

"I understand that if you want to hold a knife, you need to accept the challenge of will, so come on."

Saying that, Feng Qi took another step forward.

It seems that in order not to hurt Feng Qi, the magic knife further restrained the dissipated spirit.

Faced with Fengqi's initiative, the magic knife didn't talk nonsense, only to see that the magic knife twisted and turned into a black mist, quickly bullying Fengqi, pouring in from his chest.

Suddenly, the world before Fengqi's eyes changed.

It's like suddenly falling into an endless abyss, the sight is swallowed by black, and the strong sense of weightlessness spreads infinitely downward.

But Feng Qi's heart is extremely indifferent.

He is very clear about the price to be paid to become the sword holder of the magic sword.

The end of failure is that the consciousness will be shattered and become a knife slave, but if it succeeds, it can complete the process of binding flesh and blood with the magic knife.

During this process, the magic knife will become a part of his body, or an extension of his body, or even a special external organ added to his body.

Rather than being able to become a knife holder as long as you hold the magic knife in your hand, what is more important is to achieve a perfect symbiotic state with the magic knife.

The process of fusion has been experienced by the previous owners of the magic knife.

The difference is that those masters who are recognized by the magic knife are not able to become knife holders from the beginning, they will generally be trained by the magic knife for a period of time.

And the training process is generally quite long.

The shortest record is 78 years, and the longest is more than a hundred years.

It is extremely difficult to become a sword holder from the very beginning. After all, the magic sword is extremely magical, and the impact on consciousness is extremely harmful.

However, Feng Qi wanted to skip the pre-run-in process and directly become a swordsman.

The long running-in process seemed to him a waste of time.

It takes decades, or even more than a hundred years to become a swordsman, which will waste a lot of time to practice and grow through the magic sword.

When he was able to challenge Jian Ji, he didn't know when it would be.

Today, the threat of the blue skin tribe is still there.

He will definitely launch an offensive against him. If the attack of the sacrificial line Blueskins is more violent, he may have an accident at any time.

Seizing the day and night, this is Fengqi's thinking at this time.

Holding the magic knife, he has confidence in himself.

The darkness spread and eroded, and Feng Qi vaguely heard countless cries ringing in his ears.

For more than a thousand years, the magic knife slaughtered an unknown number of creatures.

The resentment of these lives before their demise was absorbed by the magic knife, which aggravated the killing spirit of the magic knife. At this time, it turned into a heart demon and constantly attacked Feng Qi's consciousness, as if to swallow him.

kill! kill! kill!

Countless pictures are in Fengqi's mind.

He saw the killings caused by several masters holding magic knives.

Countless faces full of pain appeared in front of Feng Qi, flickering past.

This is the process that integration needs to go through.

If you want to complete the fusion with the magic knife and become a symbiotic state, you need to accept part of the memory of the magic knife.

This process is mutual.

The magic knife also needs to read part of his memory, so as to achieve the point of mind-to-heart connection.

More and more picture fragments flickered in my mind, accompanied by the pain of the previous owner of the magic knife and the feeling when facing death.

But these pictures did not shake Feng Qi.

He didn't escape, he faced killing and death directly, and his state of mind had already transcended the fear of facing death.

For other life, there is only one life.

But for him, every death is a new starting point, and the endless cycle of reincarnation has already tempered his state of mind to be as hard as steel.

More importantly, he has already seen the memory of the magic knife, and he has already endured the pain brought by the sacrifice line, and it will not have a secondary impact on him.

At the same time, the negative emotions entrenched in his sea of ​​spiritual consciousness are far more influential than the killing energy of the magic knife.

To Fengqi, this kind of tempering is like a child's play, not worth mentioning.

At this time, the magic knife is also reading Fengqi's memory fragments.

During this process, the magic knife has been completely numb.

The memory images flickered by quickly, and the Mo Dao's state of mind changed from the initial indifference to shock and panic.

Only then did he understand the secret behind this mysterious man.

This secret did not make Magic Knife feel lucky. Behind the time retrospective, there were countless painful struggles, and the calmness in the face of despair countless times moved Magic Knife.

"Ahhhh!"

The painful howling of the magic knife suddenly sounded in Feng Qi's mind.

During the process of integration, Mo Dao began to experience the negative emotional impact Feng Qi suffered.

Having never experienced the challenge of heart training, the magic knife feels like being hit hard.

At this moment, he even felt that the dark killing state of mind in his heart was simply heaven, and the negative emotions suppressed by this mysterious boy were the real devil's lair.

The consciousness of the magic knife became unstable.

Just when Magic Knife felt that his consciousness might collapse, the influence of negative emotions began to fade, and he saw the power of countless positive energies.

Hope, fellow travelers, common goals, never giving up, and future ideals. Countless pictures describe Feng Qi's firm belief in his heart, and it is also his strength to choose to go on the road full of thorns.

These positive energies converge into a steady stream of forward momentum.

Countless figures of Wei Wei, Mu Qing, Lin Ran, Lord of the Mist, Tian Shu, and Mu Wei were filled with white light, and they relayed and accompanied Feng Qi for a journey, accompanying him to climb the desperate situation.

The positive beliefs that emerged after the negative emotions disappeared strengthened the consciousness that the magic way tended to collapse.

When the flickering images dissipated, the magic knife fell silent for an instant.

The contempt for Feng Qi in his heart disappeared at this time.

Through these pictures of memory fragments, Mo Dao finally understood what a great warrior Feng Qi was.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "great".

Even with more than a thousand years of killing and growing up, he feels that apart from his strength, he is more than one level behind Feng Qi in terms of mentality.

Looking at Feng Qi who is still standing calmly in the state of killing, respect for him arises spontaneously.

At this time, the memory of the magic knife in Fengqi's mind also dissipated.

He opened his eyes, and saw a pitch-black magic knife slowly appearing in the darkness, hovering in front of him.

"Come on, from now on, you will hold the knife and ascend to the gods with me!"

Hearing the old voice of the magic knife rang in his mind, Feng Qi smiled lightly, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the handle of the knife.

In an instant, the darkness in front of him faded away like a tide.

With the breeze blowing on his cheeks outside, he raised his head and looked beside him. It was the Master of Mist with a dignified expression, and the staff involved in this space plan.

Looking forward, he found that he was holding the magic knife flat.

"I made it."

"I know you can." The Mist Lord grinned and gave a thumbs up.

At this moment, the voice of the magic knife exploded in Feng Qi's mind:

"Boy, the fusion and symbiosis at the consciousness level has been completed, but the symbiosis at the level has not been completed. Get ready, it will be very painful!"

After the words fell, the magic knife in Feng Qi's hand began to melt ~lightnovelpub.net~ and turned into countless pitch-black tentacles spreading toward his right arm.

Soon, Feng Qi was wrapped in the melted magic knife.

Intense pain instantly invaded the whole body.

Feng Qi naturally understands the meaning of this process. During the fusion of flesh and blood, the magic knife will become the extension of his body, reaching the state of being able to use his arms and fingers.

This step is also the key to becoming a swordsman.

After completing the flesh and blood transformation, his physical fitness will be greatly improved, and the magic knife will become a special organ of the body more important than his heart.

In the future, the growth of the magic knife will also drive his physical fitness to grow simultaneously.

For example, the magic knife absorbs energy, blood and spiritual ores, and his body will also be strengthened accordingly, including the future challenge of ascension to the gods.

This is the magical effect of symbiosis.

When the pain began to subside, Feng Qi could clearly sense the existence of the magic knife.

The jet-black liquid also changed accordingly, and a domineering jet-black battle armor that coexisted with flesh and blood emerged on the surface of the body.

The jet-black battle armor covered his whole body, only his eyes were exposed.

Feng Qi's aura then rose steadily, and the sharp aura spread to the surroundings along with his breathing, and the Misty Lord and staff immediately began to retreat.

The body of the sword demon is formed.

Feng Qi didn't even need to swing the knife, there was a terrifying sharp knife energy emanating from his body.

And fusion has come to the last critical moment.

The black liquid on the pitch-black battle armor began to gather towards Feng Qi's right hand, and the shape of the weapon was constantly changing.

During this process, the magic knife will condense the most suitable knife shape for him through the ingested memory images.

With the passage of time, the change of the black liquid slowed down, and the blade began to condense

Digression

Explosion is brewing

You can guess what type of knife is most suitable for Fengqi.

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