"Shall I see?" Ma Chengfeng walked over and opened his ghost pupils to take a look, the unparalleled three souls and seven spirits were all still in his body, worthy of the reincarnation of the Killing Kui Star, and his soul was extremely strong.

But if everything is normal, why can't you wake up? Just now he just fell from a height of more than two meters, he is so young, and he can do light work, so it is said that he can't be broken. Also, what's going on with this black gas on his body?

"I've got water here!" Ye Shan took out the water from the bag, unscrewed the lid and poured it directly on Wushuang's face.

The cold water was so agitated that Wushuang's body shivered, but he didn't wake up.

"Don't worry about these for now, the safety of the master is important, Cheng Feng, a few of you go and open the door first, we must leave here quickly and send the master to the hospital!" Tong Sixi commanded.

"Huh? Do you think he has fallen for King Mu's evil law? What is it called? The wicked are rewarded with evil! Deserve! He muttered quietly.

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this, King Mu's old zongzi shouldn't have gone far, but he was stabbed by me without any harm, and he deliberately has to come back to be a demon later! You two have polished your tricks! Ma Chengfeng said as he began to poke in the middle of the crack in the bronze door with the Seven Star Blade.

"Master? Are you awake? What do you think? What do you feel uncomfortable with? Does it have a headache? You're quite a while, the environment here is very complicated, and I'll help you recite the Soul Returning Spell when you get out in a while! Wushuang's body trembled slightly, and then as if he had regained some consciousness, he slowly straightened his five fingers, as if he was about to grasp something.

Not far in front of him was his cold-burning sword.

"Don't worry, you can't forget your Cold Blood Blade, rest." Tong Sixi stretched out his hand to get back the Cold Blood Blade, but his hand was halfway out and then retracted.

This Cold Blood Blade and Ma Chengfeng's Seven Star Blade belong to the same ancient evil blade, and they have killed countless people for thousands of years, and ordinary people can't touch the evil blade at all. There are many evil spirits imprisoned in the evil blade, and ordinary people will be attacked by them when they come close.

"Cheng Feng, I have to bother you to do me a favor, thank you." Tong Sixi has always been polite to Ma Chengfeng.

Ma Chengfeng turned his head and glared at Wushuang coldly. "What a rival! Kill and love each other! Ay! ”

"Brother...... Why does that sound so awkward to me? "That goosebumps got up.

Xiao Man said: "There is nothing wrong with Cheng Feng's words, he and Wushuang are two people who live and restrain each other, they are neither friends nor enemies in this life, and no one can do without anyone. ”

Ma Chengfeng bowed his waist and looked at Wushuang's situation, the black qi on his face became heavier and heavier, and the black qi kept wandering in his seven orifices, as if countless unjust ghosts in the cold blood blade came out to ask for their lives.

"This kid's life is quite hard, don't look at it, but he knows in his heart that he must hold the evil blade in his hand to dispel the evil soul in his body." Ma Chengfeng slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to help him retrieve the Cold Blood Blade.

As I said earlier, every weapon that has ever killed someone has a soul of its own. These murder weapons are authentic and must not be touched by the living. If a weapon kills more than a thousand, then the martial soul is extremely evil, and if you want to be its master, you must also have a heavier aura than him, otherwise you can't suppress it!

Although Ma Chengfeng can control the Seven Star Blade, the Seven Star Blade is different from the Cold Blood Blade after all, the Seven Star Blade is only more than two thousand years old, and there are only thousands of killings, while the Cold Blood Blade is more than four thousand years old, and it has never been reforged for four thousand years, and the evil martial soul in the blade is well preserved. The Cold Blood Blade already had more than 6,000 lives in the hands of Killing Kuixing alone. After so many years, there are no less than tens of thousands of unjust souls accumulated, how can Ma Chengfeng be able to completely control it?

As soon as his hand approached the Cold Blood Treasure Blade, he only felt a cold cool breeze blowing, and when he looked down again, there was a deep knife cut in his hand! It's so sharp!

Buzzing...... The Seven Star Blade on his waist felt the threat of the martial soul hidden in the cold blood blade to his master, and after a dragon roar, it flew out of Ma Chengfeng's waist, and the two sharp blades were prompted by some mysterious power, and they collided together with a bang, stirring up a string of sparks.

"I don't know what to do!" Ma Chengfeng scolded.

He silently recited the blade trick in his mouth, this blade trick is actually to control the Seven Star Blade, but these two weapons are the same attribute, and it is said that there should not be much difference between the blade tricks. Sure enough, after reading it, the aura in the cold blood treasure blade gradually weakened a lot, and it also settled down. Ma Chengfeng put down his heart and stretched out his hand.

He gently pinched the hilt of the Bloody Blade with his fingers, then pushed it to the side of the handsless hand. He didn't dare to touch it directly, he was not a person with the same life, and if he was eaten by the unjust soul, it would be worth the loss.

Wushuang didn't have any intuition when he fainted, but it seemed that he still had an ideology, and after his palm touched his short knife, he immediately held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

Sure enough, the Cold Blood Blade is a magic weapon to drive away evil spirits and suppress demons, and after having the treasure knife, Wushuang's condition is much better, and his body is no longer trembling, and it gradually calms down.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Wushuang could finally escape, suddenly, he sat up straight from Tong Sixi's arms. Don't look at sitting up, but your eyes haven't opened yet.

"Master? Are you awake? Great, Master Zu bless! Come on! Let's go! Let's not want the Eye of Amera, what is more important than life? Tong Sixi is already quite old, but in a hurry, he still bowed down and wanted to carry Wushuang on his back.

"Ah!!h Wushuang roared, raised his leg and kicked Tong Sixi on his stomach.

"Boss Tong? Are you alright? Ye Shan hurriedly rushed over and helped Tong Sixi up.

Wushuang's strength was not small, Tong Sixi was kicked out directly, and a bloody slash appeared on his face. He didn't care about wiping it, and hurriedly reminded everyone not to approach Wushuang, something was wrong with the master!

Except for Tong Sixi just now, Ma Chengfeng was the closest to Wushuang, Wushuang kicked the old man out with one foot, and then stood up from the ground, turned his head and didn't say anything, and slashed at Ma Chengfeng.

Ma Chengfeng reacted very quickly, and when he saw that he suddenly stood up, he already knew that something was wrong, he dodged the cold blood blade, raised his elbow and slaughtered Wushuang's wrist, wanting to use his strength to unload Wushuang's weapon. Wushuang's ability lies in the ancient evil blade in his hand, and the reason why Wushuang's temperament suddenly changed just now is also because he has regained his cold blood blade.

Unexpectedly, his elbow was pushed against Wushuang's wrist, and the strength he used was not small, but Wushuang was not moved at all, as if he was not affected at all, his wrist continued to press down, and he frequently attacked Ma Chengfeng.

(End of chapter)