Qiu Cheng attacked with this sword, as if everything around him had been swallowed up. Chen Feng wanted to resist, but found a sharp pain like a sharp cone stomping in his mind. If it were just that, he still found that his body tightened and his body could no longer move.

The magic knife stabbed into Chen Feng's body with a "buzzing" sound.

Chen Feng felt severe pain in his body, fainted and woke up in pain.

"Haha, I remembered that I am the Saint, and the Saint is me. Back then, the Saint said that I was just obsessive, which was not conducive to his practice, and left me here before ascending to the fairy world. He made a good plan. Once an accident occurred in the fairy world, he could rely on me to rise again. But he forgot that in the obsessive heart, I was him, and I will replace him! Therefore, I transformed into a secret saint and destroyed her wife, the flower demon temple of the flower demon slut. However, the Saint was actually guarding against me and left the method of secret power of youth, which specifically restrained me. Later, I slept here for a long time, leaving only the residual soul. Fortunately, the residual soul eventually led you here. Everything is destined by heaven. After I obtained the secret power of youth, I will remove all the flower demons. After I dominate this world, I will go to the fairy world. I will replace him and become the Saint of Ten Thousand Immortals!"

At this time, the various patterns on the magic sword that pierced into Chen Feng's body became shiny, and the secret power inside Chen Feng's body, including liquid flames, were all sucked away by the magic sword.

This time it was absorbed was far from comparable to that of the weird guys before.

In just a moment, Chen Feng's energy and spirit became extremely weak. Fortunately, there were some secret forces in his body to help him recover from his injuries. However, the magic knife was inserted into his chest, and once a trace of vitality and secret forces were generated in his body, the magic knife would pull it away. Even Qiu Cheng had let go of his hand, but the magic knife was still inserted there, which made him unable to move. At this time, it was wrong to say that the magic knife was inserted into it. The vitality and secret forces in his body were exhausted, and Chen Feng had completely shrunk, only 60% of his usual height and size. The magic knife was stuck in his ribs, like a Wanjun Mountain Stone.

Feeling Chen Feng's powerless struggle, Qiu Cheng couldn't help laughing. He had been waiting for too long, but finally waited for the result he was looking forward to, and his heart was filled with joy.

Chen Feng took a breath with difficulty and tried to raise his hand to touch the magic knife, but his wrist fell as soon as he lifted it, and someone had already exhausted his strength.

"Wind Thunder Flying Scissor!" Chen Feng called out with difficulty, and the wind Thunder Flying Scissor headed straight for Qiu Cheng.

When Chen Feng was seriously injured, even if it was a top-grade secret treasure, the Fenglei Flying Scissors could not exert much power. Qiu Cheng just tapped his finger and pressed against the Fenglei Flying Scissors.

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng shouted in a low voice: "Explode!" After he suddenly opened his mouth, under the guidance of his secret consciousness, the Fenglei Flying Scissor suddenly shook, emitting dazzling light, even Qiu Cheng did not dare to look directly. Then, an unprecedented wave of secret power rolled out, instantly becoming a ball of light like a scorching sun.

In the surrounding space, the blood mist that had never dissipated immediately became thinner.

Chen Feng actually exploded the Fenglei flying clipping and blew himself!

The power of the secret treasure has nothing to do with the secret power of the secret agent. A little secret agent can activate the secret treasure to self-destruct, and the damage of the self-destruct depends entirely on the level of the secret treasure.

In the secret world, no one would self-destruct the secret weapon, let alone the precious secret treasure. At this time, Chen Feng chose to self-destruct the top-grade secret treasure, which immediately made Qiu Cheng full of holes.

This is not enough. The soul-catching clock and ancient lamp hovering beside Chen Feng also flew behind Qiu Cheng together. After Chen Feng shouted two consecutive "Explosion! Explosion!", it turned into two balls of flames like a scorching sun. These two secret treasures are both medium-grade secret treasures, and their power is equally good, causing the entire blood mist space to tremble violently.

In addition to the Yin-Yang Xuan Sword, Chen Feng exploded three secret treasures in succession, which seriously injured Qiu Cheng. Of course, Chen Feng himself was also greatly affected. However, the three secret treasures were self-destructed behind Qiu Cheng, and Qiu Cheng acted as Chen Feng's shield.

After the shocking loud noise and dazzling firelight, Chen Feng saw Qiu Cheng's appearance, and his bones were exposed, and his breath was also weak, so he was not much better than himself.

But even in this situation, the magic sword was still stably inserted into Chen Feng, and Qiu Cheng still maintained control of the magic sword!

Qiu Cheng grinned: "You are very imaginative and crazy, but your plan has failed!" As he said that, Qiu Cheng grabbed his finger and tore a piece of flesh on Chen Feng's shoulder, and said, "This is the taste of flesh blooming!"

Qiu Cheng was also aware of his condition. His body was on the verge of collapse, with many wounds bleeding. But he didn't care about this. He was now very enjoying the feeling of torture Chen Feng. Of course, this pleasure came from fear to a large extent. The self-destruction of the three secret treasures almost killed him. If he hadn't been very wary of Chen Feng, he had suffered a similar loss a long time ago and had developed a good body, and he would have been lying down at this time.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die easily. I wanted to kill you with one knife, but I suddenly felt that doing so was a waste of resources. Although my magic sword is strong, the sword spirit is not ideal. Too respectful to me, the master, it is not enough to stimulate the full power of the magic sword. I suddenly realized that you are a good material for making sword spirits. You see, your secret consciousness is strong and your will is firm, but it is my defeated general. He has both resentment and fear towards me. In this way, after you become the sword spirit, you can not only inspire the evil of the magic sword, but also within my control, which is the most suitable choice." Qiu Cheng said while laughing, extremely proud. He felt that this was an excellent idea.

After making up his mind, Qiu Cheng grabbed the magic knife. He rotated the magic knife left and right twice, causing Chen Feng's wound to expand further, but found that there was no blood flowing out of the wound, and Chen Feng's breathing became weaker and weaker. With such a severe pain, he did not react at all. He made Qiu Cheng feel happy again.

"I want to die like this? I can't give you a discount!" He paused and said with a smile, "It should be that you are cheap. I will give you a chance to live forever, which is impossible for you as a secret person."

At this time, in order to let Chen Feng hear his words, he temporarily pulled out the magic knife and placed it beside him. Looking at Chen Feng, who was dying and could not even move his fingers, said: "I want to extract your soul. The secret technique of ghost control, you can hear it. The simplest secret technique, I will give you eternal life!"

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Cheng began to use the secret technique of ghost control that Chen Feng also used.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!