A Paragon of Wuhun

The second thousand one hundred and ninety-seventh chapter of hell!

Chen Feng sighed and sighed. He felt that there was no injury inside his body, but this kind of tiredness made him like the old man who will be on the wood. Please search for () to see the most complete! Update the fastest novel

Chen Feng immediately understood this feeling and judged it.

Because after a period of time, he felt many times in Han Yuer.

At this time, the sound next to it is the voice of Han Yuer: "Teacher, how are you?"

Chen Feng shook his head, closed his eyes, slowly said: "I am fine."

Then he was the body that started to feel his body.

Chen Feng can feel that there is no trace of power in your body, but there is no injury.

And let him surprise, there is a warm flow to go back and forth in his body, maintaining his vitality.

However, while maintaining his vitality, it seems to be deprived of Chen Feng's life.

Chen Feng suddenly became a fem, this feeling, it seems uncomfortable!

He was tired at this time, almost wanted to sleep, but the whole brain is clear to the extreme, and it is running quickly.

"This warmth, never appeared in my body, but these days are frequent frequently, when I fight, my god is somewhat unclear, so I didn't pay attention to the emergence of this warmth."

"But now, this warm flow is suddenly appeared in the past few days, and its appearance seems to change my combat method, let me fight more rude, and lose ration, simply like a beast. "

Chen Feng immediately remembered his previous battle, and suddenly the spirit of the spirit was hit.

Everything at the time, he didn't even know, he only knew that he used the ninth knife who used eight wild and silence, the horror of a knife!

Everything of the knife has been forgotten, only a silky understanding of the heart.

When you make the knife, he feels his life in a crazy lapse.

At that moment, Chen Feng felt that his vitality had to be trembled, and he was directly exhausted.

That is a big fear, and all this should be from this warmth!

"This warm flow, what is going on? When is it?"

At this time, the knife came in from the outside, and asked: "Little Master, how are you?"

Chen Feng said to them: "You will take a closer look at the previous things, especially if you want to say this knife and my reaction."

Uncle's neothe, while thinking about it.

When he finished, Chen Fengxin is already clear.

He said softly: "I think, I have already understood."

He pointed to the blood of the blood, whispered: "This knife should be a magic knife."

"What? Whenery?" The uncle was shocked.

Then, he suddenly thought of what is general, shocking, said: "It turned out, I said, I have always had a feeling of feeling, it turns out."

"It turns out that you have changed these days, because this knife!"

Chen Feng took the head: "Yes, it should be because of him! This knife has a magic, or that power ..."

Chen Feng sinks, carefully perceived a point, then a word is automatic in his heart, he slowly opened: "The power of hell!"

"What? Hell's power?"

"Yes." Chen Feng said: "This blood is carrying a strong sense of hell!"

"The power of this hell, very strong, very overbearing."

"Just when I continued to use the blood giant knife, these hell's power penetrated into my body. He made me time when I made a bloody knife, the speed is faster, the power is stronger, and the power ratio Before you have a lot! "

"And, if you don't know how tired!"

"But the sacrifice is also extremely huge!"

Chen Fengquatuatted his own horns, put the white hair in his hand, his mouth showed a bitter smile: "This price is my life."

"I have learned that I understand, a piece of embarrassment, the body is almost uncontrolled, actually showing the scene of the sky, it should be the ninth knife of the eight wild."

"But now, I have no memories at all, only a piece of flop in my heart."

"You have to let me use the knife, I can't use it."

"It used that knife. It consumes me for fifty years!"

"So, under a knife, long hair is white!"

"Moreover," Chen Feng said: "According to my inferior, I can use the ninth knife in the riots, because the rush to kill the ninth knife, it needs to with the help of hell!"

Chen Feng's inference made the knife uncle.

However, after he thought of a moment, he said that he said: "Yes, this seems to be the only explanation."

Chen Feng said: "The ancestors of the Lu Yuanqi should be because of some of the opportunity, I have got a strong sense of hell, so I have to use the ninth knife with this hell."

"If I am not a coincidence, I will get the blood of the blood, I am afraid that I can't show the ninth knife in this life."

"It is because the ninth knife needs hell's power, the strength of hell in the blood giant knife is very strong, so I will make the knife, but this is an equivalent exchange."

Chen Feng said: "If I want to pick it up later, I have to pay more, and I can feel this knife seems to be trying to manipulate my reason. If I use it, it is possible to be reasonable, completely Get it into his embarrassment! "

Chen Feng's mouth revealed a cold smile: "The soldier weapon, you mean to me! I have sold such a big baby to me!"

Among his smiles, murder.

Song said: "When you are not looking for them, although they will die."

Chen Feng nod: "I know, you can rest assured, wait here, let's talk about this grievance with the soldiers!"

The knife is asked: "What should I do next?"

"What should I do?" Chen Feng smiled: "No need to do, everything is as usual."

"Ah? Do you still use this knife?" The uncle said.

Chen Feng smiled: "Why don't you use it? This knife is actually the control of me, is not particularly powerful. As long as I don't have the ninth knife, it will be fine."

"Moreover, I have to resurrect blood wind, I have to collect the soul of the demon wolf. In addition to this knife, it is really not a better thing that the demon wolf is better."

Uncle's neothead, said: "I have this."

But he is still a little worried, and Han Yu is also a concern of the face.