Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1360 Bewitched Again
Chapter 297 Bewitched Again

Lin Fenghuo shook his head, clenched the long knife in his hand, dense black air gushed out from his body, and the dense black air surrounded him like a tide.

Even as night fell, it couldn't wipe out the evil spirit.

Lin Fenghuo clenched his fists uncontrollably.

The gurgling blood flowed out from his body, the wound on his abdomen was constantly depriving him of vitality, and even his consciousness began to become a little blurred.

He covered the wound with one hand, vaguely, when his consciousness gradually became chaotic, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning!

He seemed to have thought of something, and immersed his soul in the sea of ​​consciousness again.

That force was constantly eroding Lin Fenghuo's soul, trying to pull him into the endless darkness. His eyes were fixed on the mist that appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the desire deep in his heart seemed to be aroused by it. In general, it kept driving him, step by step towards the front.

Zhu Li looked at the man in front of him who was constantly gushing out black energy, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he immediately raised his fist. Wherever the punch went, there was a gust of wind, and the gust of wind whizzed past in the darkness .

The fist wind passed by, the violent wind disappeared, and a trace of bloody air dispersed into the air. Lin Fenghuo, who was walking forward, was no longer in place. His figure is unclear.

Lin Fenghuo staggered up from the ground, even though he was convulsed by the punch just now, but there was no hatred for Zhu Li in his eyes, his face was full of unstoppable greed and ferocity .

clatter--! !

Taking another step, he let go of the hand covering the wound and grabbed it forward.

But the sudden force made his center of gravity empty, and he fell forward.

clatter--! !

After Lin Fenghuo stood up, he took another step forward...

"It's coming soon, it's coming soon..."

He muttered in his mouth, his voice gradually became louder and louder, and he was almost talking in the form of a roar. The voice was so loud that it echoed in the dark forest and lingered for a long time.

"No, this thing is the source of evil thoughts!!"

Lin Fenghuo suddenly stopped at the same place, his eyes were extremely empty, his outstretched hands seemed to feel something, and suddenly stopped at the same place.

Outside, the dense black air has become so thick that it has almost turned into a substantial part.

The soaring evil spirit made Zhu Li unable to take a step closer. Every time he landed a foot, he would step heavily into a pothole on the ground. The clothes on his body had already been torn, revealing his explosive muscles. Even in the dark night, his The proud body will emit a faint light.

Step by step approaching Lin Fenghuo in the black air...

"The origin of evil thoughts, destroy it, and the whole him will be gone."

Lin Fenghuo lowered his head and muttered again, gradually turning his palms into fists, making a "click" sound as if he was pinching something.

Zhu Li took more than a dozen steps forward at this moment, and the dense black energy surrounding Lin Fenghuo was no longer stable, it was extremely precarious!
Just when he took advantage of this opportunity to rush forward again, the black energy was about to condense into substance again, as if turning into a wall and blocking Zhu Li's face.

"But what if, I try to master it?"

"Holding the source of evil thoughts in my hand, does it mean that I have the qualifications to improve my strength?"

Lin Fenghuo resisted the temptation of the cloud of black energy in his mind, while maintaining the last sliver of clarity, trying to think in his heart. In the end, he couldn't tell whether the idea was his own, or the evil thought was tempting him. Thought-of.

He opened his eyes, staring at the fog, and a voice echoed in his ears:

"Don't you want to improve your strength?"

"Don't you want power?"

"Don't you want to be the one at the bottom?"

"Isn't it because of me that you separated from Wang Bodang? Come, touch me...and become one with me...you can get everything you want."

"Accept me, and I will satisfy all your desires."

Lin Fenghuo's eyes gradually became hollow. He walked forward step by step on the fallen leaves under his feet, and he also moved in the sea of ​​consciousness, and walked to the front of the fog step by step. The suspended puppet moved extremely stiffly.

As Lin Fenghuo approached, a shining black awn flowed from the surface of the mist. He kept trembling, and dispersed the surrounding mist little by little, as if he wanted to leave here urgently.

Lin Fenghuo stopped in his tracks.

The surface of the black mist shone more and more, like a crystal clear black stone under the sun, a mysterious force poured into Lin Fenghuo's mind.

He stood in front of the black room with empty eyes, slowly raised his right hand, and held it towards the black mist.

At this moment, a fist wind directly invaded the dense black air, followed by a powerful fist, which instantly broke through the surrounding black air and reached Lin Fenghuo's face.

"Go to hell, you lowly slave from the lower world!"

Zhu Lisheng growled in a low voice, this punch was unreserved, and it hit Lin Fenghuo's face forcefully.

"boom!"

Lin Fenghuo was hit hard on the ground.

"Cough cough..."

With Zhu Li's punch, Lin Fenghuo instantly woke up from the void, and the hand that was about to touch the black mist hovered in the air. The punch just now sent him flying backwards tens of feet away!
Lin Fenghuo struggled to get up, the veins on his arms bulged, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, mixed with a thick smell of blood, dripped down his pale cheeks onto the ground covered with fallen leaves.

"I don't touch him, I don't touch him."

Lin Fenghuo supported the ground with a long knife and stood up slowly, still muttering to himself.

Having said that, the baleful aura outside his body became more and more powerful, and the black aura shot up to the sky, forming tornadoes around him, trying to stir up the clouds in the sky.

There seemed to be two voices echoing in my mind, wary of letting Lin Fenghuo make a choice.

"That is the original power that carries the entire evil thought. Even if it doesn't repel you, your physical body can't bear it!"

"Moreover, its evil intentions are too strong. Even if you can resist its power, it will gradually eat away at your consciousness and make you its puppet!"

"It will turn you into a real demon! Be spurned by the world!"

This is the only remaining Qingming warning.

The successive roars resounded in Lin Fenghuo's ears all the time, his eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously wanted to retract his palm, but the next moment, his movements stopped again.

"So what if we become demons? The strength of the Jianghu is the king, and with the strength to overwhelm the world, everyone has to respect us!"

(End of this chapter)