Martial Arts: Chased by Extinct Old Ni at the beginning

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"Do you think it's possible?"

The blood-drinking knife is worthy of being a magic weapon. When Duan Feng showed his killing intent, it glowed red, as if it had a life spirit. Feeling the anger of the weapon owner, he was already impatient to suck blood.

Or rather, it has been waiting for a long time.

"No, you can't do this, I, I have a big secret to tell you, your mother is not dead, if you spare me, I will tell you her location."

Duan Feng's knife never stopped.

It was directly inserted into Duan Jing's chest, and at the handle of the blood-drinking knife, many tube-shaped vines that looked like blood vessels suddenly appeared, sucking blood from the tip of the knife.

Even if the congenital master's hematopoietic ability is very powerful, not everyone can produce it in unlimited quantities.

Duan Jing's face became paler and paler.

"You, don't you worry about her?"

"I forgot to tell you one thing, the deity came from time travel, the soul is not the real Duan Feng, we just have the same name, the real Duan Feng died long ago, hahahaha."

"His mother is just a burden to me. What does it matter to me if she dies or not?"

"What, you...."

I thought I was holding a pair of king bombs, but when faced with Duan Feng's sarcastic remarks, I was really dumbfounded.

He didn't understand what time travel was, but he knew very well that if what Duan Feng said was true, then he would definitely die.

In front of Duan Fei.

Duan Jing gradually turned into a corpse, and his blood was sucked dry by the blood-drinking knife.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for opening the road to the awakening of the blood-drinking knife. When the three souls and seven souls return to their positions, the blood-drinking knife will achieve awakening and be promoted to become a magic soldier!"

"Three souls, seven souls?"

Duan Feng was taken aback for a moment.

To be honest, I don't understand.

Touching the blade, Duan Feng suddenly found that there seemed to be a mechanism at the end of the handle, and when he pressed it, a chain handle popped out.

Since he got this knife, he didn't take it seriously. After all, with his current physical state, it is difficult for ordinary magic soldiers to leave any traces on him.

But the blood-drinking knife is different, this knife is forged from unknown material, the tip of the knife is so sharp that it can cut through his body, it is really sharper than the Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Knife, it is definitely the best in the world Magic weapon.

Seemingly aware of Duan Feng's thoughts, the blood-drinking knife dropped his hand, danced around Duan Feng, and landed in front of him again.

"It turns out that you are also a weapon with spirituality. I, Duan Feng, will naturally not treat you badly in the future. Just follow me to fight the world, and his Japanese deity will clear your name."

Hold the handle.

Suddenly, a very strange feeling connected with Duan Feng.

The internal strength that could not be promoted in the first place seemed to have been refined, and it was fed back to Duan Feng.

After all, it drained all of Duan Jing's internal energy, but Duan Feng could benefit from it.

He has never practiced Beiming Divine Art, but he is very clear that if two different internal forces are accommodated together, they will inevitably collide. Think about Duan Yu and Wu Xingyun, they need to spend a lot of time to re-integrate.

Duan Feng didn't need it, but the Blood Drinking Knife omitted this step.

"It's really a good knife, the master who forged you is really a genius."

The blood-drinking knife did not continue to respond, and lost its red light, just like Fantie, but Duan Feng knew that this knife might not bother to answer such questions.

"Forgive your life, spare your life!"

"Brother, I was wrong, don't kill me!"

While thinking about it, Duan Fei, who was opposite the prison cell, saw such a terrifying scene, which made him feel cold all over, and he knelt on the ground at once.

He kept begging for mercy, and even started to kowtow to Duan Feng.

"If I knew this earlier, why bother!"

Duan Feng's good mood dissipated, and with a wave of his hand, the corpse was shattered and turned into a pile of dust.

Get out of the cell door.

After Duan Fei witnessed the whole process, he was already out of his wits, and he was afraid that he would follow Duan Jing's old path.

He was young and didn't want to die.

But Duan Feng ignored him, waved his hand, and swept the blood-drinking knife lightly. Duan Fei, who was still begging for mercy, was decapitated, and died with regret.

What surprised him was that he didn't draw blood this time, as if the Blood Drinking Knife didn't have such an idea.

"System, why is this?"

"Ding! The system prompts: If you want the blood-drinking knife to absorb blood to promote and repay the host, you must drink the blood of a congenital master. This is the minimum."

It turned out to be the case.

According to his understanding, the three souls need the blood of nine strong men, and the seven souls need the blood of seven or forty-nine women, but they don't have to kill people.

This is a key factor for promotion.

"Innate masters, how can there be so many innate talents that can be sucked by the blood-drinking knife."

Duan Feng had a slight headache.

Even if the Yitian world has begun to change, it will not be promoted to a high martial arts overnight, at most it will become a middle martial arts.

Not to mention the Six Great Sects and Mingjiao, his Supreme Sect also has [-] innate talents, and there will be more in the future, but he is unwilling to kill his own people.

After all, in the future, they might be able to follow him into other dungeon worlds and plunder various resources for him.

Each one is quite precious.

After pondering for a while, Duan Feng clapped his hands and said, "Come in, and take care of the rest!"

"Duan Yi, go to the City Guards, the Commander of the Forbidden Army announces an audience with them, the deity has more things to arrange."

"In addition, you can send troops to the border areas to freely attack the Yuan and Mongolian forces. First-class masters of the Supreme Zongzong will follow the army and wait for arrangements."

Duan Jing died, and Duan Fei died.

After the poisonous hands were dealt with and their direct descendants were cleaned up, the regime in Dongdu was gradually stabilized.