The Demon Sword of Reincarnation, I can kill infinite masters

Su Yun was silent for a moment, he understood what Wang Feng was thinking in his heart.

Is there reincarnation?

This sentence is asking him, but at the same time, Wang Feng is also asking himself, this is a question of the heart.

Looking at the mark on the magic sword, Su Yun didn't speak, and he didn't know if there was reincarnation.

"Senior, I know, in fact, there is no reincarnation, right? After I die, will I never see my predecessor again?"

Su Yun still didn't speak, and heard Wang Feng continue to speak.

"Senior, I'm actually not afraid of death, but I'm a little unwilling, I haven't taken revenge yet, I haven't followed the steps of my predecessors and looked up at the scenery higher.

"I don't want to die.

"But I know I don't have long to live..."

........

Recalling his beginnings, Wang Feng's eyes were full of memories.

Before encountering the magic sword, his life trajectory was arranged, and there were not too many twists and turns.

If he goes according to the rules, then his future is clearly visible.

It was the magic sword that gave him a taste of other lives, and let him know that there were other possibilities in his life.

Do

you regret it? Don't regret

it? Are you willing?

Not reconciled!

Because there is still too long and too long a way to go in the future, it is a pity that he cannot go down with his predecessors.

Wang Feng's figure slowly became more illusory, and the marquee kept passing through his mind.

In his mind, life with the magic sword is called recklessness.

"Senior, I don't

want to die!" "I still want to follow you! Keep going! Even if it's an afterlife! Senior, will there be reincarnation?!"

Wang Feng asked again.

Su Yun spoke: "The sword slave sacrifices to have a new life.

At this moment, Wang Feng smiled, laughing wildly.

"Okay

!" "Then my life is over, wait for the new life, and then come to worship the seniors!!" Wang

Feng used all his strength, roaring loudly, his body was fading, and it could be seen that he was struggling desperately, but it had no effect at all, and the struggle could not stop the slowly fading figure.

In the end, Wang Feng seemed to realize something, gave up, gave up struggling, and silently lowered his head to look at the magic sword.

Kneeling on the ground, kneeling in front of the magic sword.

"Freshman, I don't know if I'm still me, and I'm not the one I was at that time.

"Senior, farewell!" The

words fell, and Wang Feng's figure was replaced by a ball of white spiritual power, which was instilled into the body of the magic sword.

The spiritual power within a radius of a hundred miles was surging wildly, and it seemed to be making a roaring sound.

The magic sword was stuck in the ground, and there was silence.

There was no sound, and occasionally the cry of an insect sounded, but soon it seemed to be suppressed in some way, and it sensed some kind of fear power, so that it was silenced.

The sky was pouring rain, dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and the day was like night, and occasionally a lightning bolt streaked across the night sky and illuminated the ground.

Reflecting the blood-colored magic sword.

The demonic qi was tumbling and surging, standing straight on the ground, but it produced a great oppressive force.

Su Yun's ears kept echoing Wang Feng's words: "Senior, I don't want to die! I still want to continue to follow you!" "Senior

, farewell!"

Su Yun fell silent, this time the sword master seemed to be a little different from the previous sword master.

made his state of mind also change a lot.

Su Yun looked up, countless raindrops fell on the magic sword, and the black oppressive clouds gave people an extremely oppressive feeling.

And at this moment, suddenly, a sword light split the black cloud, and the rain stopped.

It made Su Yun's mood a little messy.

Looking up, I only heard a loud shout: "Demon Dao Patriarch, where do you want to run, looking for death!"

At this moment, Su Yun moved!