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

Feng Qi took out the contactor at this time:

"Turn off the energy."

His voice fell, and the energy agencies inside Star City collectively cut off the energy supply, and the space teleportation array that was still emitting blood light slowly dimmed.

In the space fissure that is still spreading and expanding in the sky, the translucent space channel collapsed first, and disappeared after being smashed by the countercurrent of space. Then the space fissure gradually recovered under the self-healing property of the world rules, the black began to shrink, and the space gradually became more and more in stability.

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

Without any accident, the knife slave raised the magic knife at this time and pointed at them, terrifying killing intent.

However, before the sword slave could launch an offensive, he suddenly fell to his knees, his body trembled violently, and blood began to overflow along the pores.

Rejected by the rules of the world, the sword slave of the magic sword had a hideous and painful expression.

It knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, but it kept spitting out Qi and blood, its body seemed to be a leaky sieve, and the Qi and blood could not stop overflowing.

Without the will of miracles in the main body of the mist, Sword Slaves are completely unable to cope with the strife of the rules of the world.

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

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

But before the magic knife hit the ground, it hovered in the air, and the black mist on the surface circulated.

At this time, the magic knife is still in a state of incomplete healing. It can be seen that there are fine cracks on the surface of the magic knife that are difficult to detect with the naked eye. These are all scars left when fighting Jian Ji at that time.

He understands what the magic knife is thinking now.

The magic knife wants to seize the new sword slave.

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

At this moment he opened his mouth and said:

"Chaotian, let's talk."

At this time, he felt that the magic knife, who was familiar with the sword stance, was also extremely surprised. He couldn't understand why the guy in front of him with weak qi and blood and an extremely poor physique would have exactly the same sword stance as himself.

It seemed incredible to him.

The sword stance mastered by each new master actually deviates from the sword stance mastered by him. After all, the character of each master is different, and more importantly, the growth environment of each master is different.

This also leads to the fact that the blade stance can never be perfectly matched.

In the heart of the magic knife, there is only one master who can really fit in with him, and that is his sister Chao Xuan.

At this time, feeling the aura of the sword emanating from Feng Qi's body, the magic sword was completely stunned.

He found that this weak guy had a knife that fit him better than his sister.

It seemed incredible to him.

Unless this weak guy has grown up with him and has exactly the same mentality growth path, how can he cultivate the exact same sword stance as him.

More importantly, 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, the magic knife couldn't help but guess that behind the arrival of the human world, there were a series of arrangements that had already been prepared.

"Talk about what?"

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

"I want to be your swordsman!"

"You are too weak, weak enough to get close to me, and every ray of my radiance will kill you." The magic knife's tone was disdainful.

Hearing these words, Feng Qi was not surprised.

On the sacrifice line, his physical quality is not high among practitioners, and it is incomparable with the previous masters of the magic knife, even far less than the physical quality of the sword slave.

Continuing to approach the magic knife, he felt Ling Lie's knife aura blowing across his face, blood stains appeared on his face, and blood beads emerged from the blood stains.

The magic knife did not attack him, but even the escaping sharpness would bring him harm.

"Chaotian, although I am very weak now, I know that you have a way to make me stronger."

"You seem to know me well."

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

"What target?"

"Zhan Jian Ji!" The voice fell, and a grim smile appeared on Feng Qi's face, and he took another step forward.

Taking this step forward is like a step of sacrifice to jump off a cliff.

The escaping blade qi of the magic knife would shatter him in an instant, but the magic katana suddenly took the initiative to restrain the released blade qi.

"Why do you want to kill Jianji?"

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

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

When he said these words, Feng Qi's mind thought of Mu Qing, who died tragically in the last sacrifice line, and then thought of Mo Dao's sister "Chao Xuan".

The same goal, the same hatred, the same blade... 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 you have a lot of secrets on your body. I don't want to know the answers to these secrets for the time being. As you said, you have a sword that fits me perfectly. Although your body is weak, this 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 a tenacious will to ensure that you will not be eroded by my power. There are actually many talented warriors among my swordsmen, but they In the end, my consciousness was devoured by me, which was not purely intentional, part of it was that during the period of becoming a knife wielder, my mind was swallowed by power and my demonic nature, and this became the walking dead.

Looking at the magic knife suspended in mid-air and 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."

With that said, Feng Qi took another step forward.

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

In the face of Feng Qi's active request, the magic knife did not talk nonsense any more, and saw that the magic knife twisted into a black mist, quickly deceived Feng Qi, and poured in from his chest.

Suddenly, the world in front of Feng Qi changed.

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

But Feng Qi's heart was extremely calm.

He knew very well what price he had to pay to become the wielder of the magic sword.

The end of failure is to shatter consciousness and become a knife slave, but if successful, you can complete the process of flesh and blood binding with the magic knife.

In this process, the magic knife will become a part of his body, or an extension of his body, or it can even be said that the body has a special external organ.

Rather than being able to become a knife wielder just by holding the magic knife in hand, it is more important to achieve a perfect symbiotic state with the magic knife.

The previous masters of the magic knife have experienced the fusion process.

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

And the training process is generally long.

The shortest record is 78 years, and the longest is more than 100 years.

It is extremely difficult to become a knife wielder from the very beginning. After all, the magic of the magic knife is extremely strong, and the impact on consciousness is extremely harmful.

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

The long run-in process was a waste of time in his opinion.

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

When he can challenge Jian Ji, he doesn't know when it will be.

Today, the threat of the blueskins is still there.

It is bound to launch an offensive against him. If the offensive of the sacrificial line of blueskins is more violent, he may have an accident at any time.

This is Feng Qi's idea at this time.

In charge of 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 has slaughtered countless creatures.

The grievances before the death of these lives were absorbed by the magic knife, which aggravated the killing qi of the magic knife. At this time, it turned into a demon that continuously attacked Feng Qi's consciousness, as if to devour him.

kill! kill! kill!

Countless pictures were in Feng Qi's mind.

He saw the slaughter caused by several masters who held the magic knife with the magic knife.

Countless faces full of pain appeared in front of Feng Qi, constantly flashing 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 some of his memories, in order to reach the point of mutual understanding.

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

But these pictures did not let Feng Qi be shaken.

He did not escape, and faced killing and death, and his mood had long since transcended the fear of facing death.

For other beings, 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 had already seen the memory of the magic knife, and he had already endured the pain and sacrifice line, and it would not have a secondary impact on him.

At the same time, the negative emotions entrenched in his spiritual consciousness are far more influential than the killing qi of the magic sword.

For Feng Qi, this kind of tempering is like a child's play, not worth mentioning.

At this time, the magic knife was also reading the memory fragments of Feng Qi.

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

The memory screen flickered quickly, and the mood of the magic knife changed from the initial indifference to gradually becoming shocked, until panic.

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

This secret did not make the magic knife feel good luck. There are countless painful struggles behind the time back, and the calmness of countless times in the face of despair has moved the magic knife.

"Ahhhh!"

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

During the fusion process, the magic knife began to experience the negative emotional impact Feng Qi suffered.

Having never experienced the heart-refining challenge process, the magic knife was hit hard.

At this time, he even felt that the dark killing mood in his heart was simply heaven, and the negative emotions suppressed by this mysterious boy were the real devil's nest.

The consciousness of the magic knife became unstable.

Just when the 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, companions, common goals, never giving up, future ideals... Countless pictures compose Feng Qi's firm belief in his heart, and it is also the strength that he chooses to walk on the road full of thorns.

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

Wei Wei, Mu Qing, Lin Ran, Lord of the Mist, Tianshu, Mu Yan... Countless figures filled with white light, accompanied by Feng Qi and accompany him to climb the desperate situation.

The positive beliefs that appear after the negative emotions disappear consolidate the consciousness that the magic way tends to collapse.

When the flashing picture dissipated, the magic knife was silent for a moment.

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

Through these fragmented memories, Mo Dao realized how great a fighter Feng Qi was.

To describe it as "great" is not an exaggeration at all.

Even though he has more than a thousand years of killing and growing up, he feels that in addition to his strength, his mood is more than one level behind.

Looking at Feng Qi, who was still standing in a slaughtering state of mind, his respect for him was born spontaneously.

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

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

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

Hearing the old voice of the magic sword resounding in his mind, Feng Qi smiled lightly, stretched out his right hand and grabbed it on the hilt of the sword.

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

The breeze outside was blowing on his cheeks, and he looked up to his side. It was the Master of the Mist with a dignified expression and the staff who participated in this space plan.

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

"I succeeded."

"I know you can." The Mist Lord grinned, stretched out his hand 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 physical level has not been completed. Be prepared, it will be very painful!"

The words fell, and the magic knife in Feng Qi's hand began to melt, turning into countless pitch-black tentacles that spread toward his right arm.

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

Intense pain instantly invaded the whole body.

Feng Qi naturally understood the meaning of this process. In the process of flesh and blood fusion, the magic knife would become the spread of his body, reaching a position like an arm and a finger.

This step is also the key to becoming a swordsman.

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

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

For example, the magic knife absorbs blood, spiritual ores, and his body will be strengthened, including the challenge of cultivation in the future.

This is the magical effect of symbiosis.

When the pain began to fade, Feng Qi could clearly perceive the existence of the magic knife.

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

The jet-black armor wraps his body, revealing only his eyes.

The momentum on Feng Qi's body rose steadily, and the sharp aura spread around with his breathing. The Lord of Mist and the staff on the side immediately began to retreat ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The body of the sword demon was formed.

Feng Qi didn't even need to swing a knife, and a terrifying sharp knife aura emanated from his body invisibly.

And the fusion has come to the last critical moment.

The black liquid on the jet-black armor began to converge towards Feng Qi's right heart, and it kept changing the shape of the weapon.

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

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

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Explosion is brewing...

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

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