The Domain of God

Hearing that, Wu Feng was startled at first, but after that he laughed, "I can't think of any qualifications for a handicapped person like me to be taken seriously by you."

Mad Blade laughed and straightened his body, "Your soul power is too weak, it can't even break my blade intent. If you want to rely on this to survive in this world, you are not qualified. I've seen people whose soul power is stronger than yours. As long as you agree to take me as your master, not only will I allow you to become the best blade in the world, I will also let a friend of mine teach you a soul power true forbidden technique. "

Wu Feng's expression did not change, and he only laughed: "I would never believe that something like a pie falling from the sky. You talk too much about it, I think I will have to pay a huge price for that."

Raging Blade chuckled, "Very simple, you only need to do one thing."

Wu Feng raised his chin, "What is it?"

"In less than ten years, this old man in red will probably be able to comprehend the true sword intent. At that time, I will fight him to the death and satisfy my pursuit for the supreme realm of the blade. If I lose, you will have to keep walking until the day you kill him! "

Mad Blade licked his lips, his eyes filled with madness.

Wu Feng frowned, "Is this considered revenge?"

"No."

Mad Blade shook his head. "This is not revenge, this is proof. This is proof of what is the strongest blade and what is the strongest realm of the blade. This is proof of who is the true number one under heaven!"

Wu Feng said softly, "Then what if you win?"

Mad Blade chuckled. "That's even simpler. If I win, I will give you another fifty years. When fifty years of time is up, you will have to engage in a life-and-death duel with me. Only one person will be able to survive. "

Wu Feng laughed: "Meaning?"

Raging Blade chuckled, "The meaning is, who knows what is called — a knife!"

Wu Feng grinned, "Do you know what love is?"

Mad Blade was stunned. "What do you mean?"

Wu Feng shrugged, "It's fine." He changed the topic and said, "If we follow your plan, it doesn't seem to matter whether I take you as my master or not, does it?"

Mad Blade laughed madly, "Of course it's related. Since you have acknowledged me as your master, even if I was killed by you, I was still killed by my own people. My inheritance is still continuing. My blade cultivation has been verified. Die? I don't care. "

Wu Feng stuttered, "You're really a madman."

Mad Blade laughed, "Many people say that I'm a madman, but what's wrong with going crazy? I'm just obsessed with knives. In this life, one should at least do something successful, right? Otherwise, why would he be alive? I might as well die! "

Always do something successful?

Wu Feng muttered to himself, this was something he had never thought of.

In a person's lifetime, they had to do something successful, right?

It didn't matter if he succeeded or lost. He had done it in the end.

Crazy Blade sat down beside Wu Feng, "All sorts of people do all sorts of things, but many people understand the principle of not wanting to bite off more than you can chew, but many people understand this principle. It's also because of this reason that there are a lot of failures. "

"Look, even if it's just a simple horizontal thrust, if someone were to use ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years of terrifying time to do it, what would happen?"

Wu Feng was silent, he did not know how to respond.

Raging Blade chuckled, "That will turn corruption into something miraculous, and will become his unique ace. With just one stab, there will be very few people who can block it."

Wu Feng was surprised, this allowed him to gain some experience.

Mad Blade poured himself a cup of tea, "So, you can't say anything about this world. Some people might look weak and give you a fatal blow. No matter how he did it, it was his strength. For example, the blood-clothed old man. He is the best blade in the world, but in front of me, and on the level of a blade, I simply look down on him. "

Wu Feng was silent, although the berserk blade was crazy, but this person's idea was very unique.

Mad Blade took a sip and laughed, "Brat, have you thought it through? Even if you're a one-armed man, I can still make you the overlord of sabers, the greatest sabre in the world. This is a chance, don't tell me you have a master or something like that. If that doesn't work, then I, the old madman, don't care about that at all. "

Wu Feng muttered: "How many experts are there in this world? Like you. "

Mad Blade laughed. "You finally got your answer. There are at least three people like me who have never sought for anything else in their entire lives."

Wu Feng said again: "You didn't come out from the God Prison, right?"

As he said these words, Wu Feng's heart tightened. If that was the case, then the opponent he would face in the future would be extremely terrifying.

Mad Blade laughed out loud. "Brat, you're thinking too much, how many years has it been since I've lived? How could it be an old monster from the God Prison? "

Wu Feng heaved a sigh of relief, and said: "Can you tell me, will the people from the God Prison really be able to live until now? If I remember correctly, diviner has already disappeared for a very long time, right? "

Mad Blade grinned and said, "Do you know what the benefits are for using the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice?"

Wu Feng shook his head. He had only heard of it before, but he did not know the exact details.

Crazy Blade licked his lips and said in a low voice, "The Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice is also called the Life Transformation Technique. This method allows one person to have 1% of their lifespan, do you understand?"

1% lifespan?

Wu Feng was shocked. If he was an ordinary person, he should be able to live for a hundred years, right? That is to say

Mad Blade chuckled, "A single Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice can grant a person a lifespan of at least ten thousand years. However, the lifespan of this 10,000 years was not very stable. It was possible that he would live for only a thousand years. Ordinary Profound God can be used five times, forbidden regions can be ten to twenty times, and those who are stronger than the forbidden region can be used a hundred times, or even more. "

"This is why they would do such a thing so crazily. It is because with these endless lives, they will be able to become stronger and live longer."

Wu Feng said softly, "What about you? With a long lifespan, you should be able to understand the realm of the blade even more clearly, right? "

Mad Blade laughed madly, "Brat, you're underestimating me. Do you think I need it? Was the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice really that perfect? Have you never considered this? "

Wu Feng did not understand, "What do you mean?"

Mad Blade chuckled. His eyes were fierce and overbearing as he said, "The Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice will cause one to appear dependent on it. They have indeed obtained an unimaginable life expectancy. However, what you don't know is that behind their backs, they drink the most fresh blood every month. Otherwise, their entire body will feel terrible and they will wish they were dead. "

"Do you know why?"

Wu Feng shook his head, "I don't know."

"Because the soul is roaring."

"Because the dead hate it."

"Because it is the condemnation of the slaughter of the innocent, the slaughter of the innocent!"

Crazy Blade shouted, "If they can't take it all, they have to use fresh blood to erase their guilt. And I, I don't need it. "

"I, am me. I will not become dependent on anything."

"If someone kills me, I'll kill them with a single slash."

"Others hate me, so I'll laugh and take it."

"If someone bothers me, I'll just leave."

"In this world, I have no sins. I can go anywhere. In this life, I have never failed. I have no regrets. My path is the Great Dao!

Wu Feng was shocked on the spot.

It actually caused him to feel that way, as though he had thought of it a long time ago. However, after experiencing so much, his heart was already exhausted.

Wu Feng was silent. He also wanted to live like the old madman.

He was a truly free and easy person. He was happy with his grudges, and he was free and unrestrained.

Crazy Blade suddenly said in a low voice, "Whether it is the diviner or the commoners, they are all people to me. Since it's someone else, what does it have to do with me? What does what I want to do, what does what I want have to do with other people? "

Wu Feng pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

Raging Blade pointed at Wu Feng's chest, "Your heart has been shackled. You have indeed become very stable and mature now. You might feel that what you are now is the real you. You don't need to hide anything, so have you ever asked yourself if you are satisfied with yourself? "

"Do you think anyone will care if you do that?"

"If the person who betrayed you is still here, they will continue to betray you!"

"If that person who killed you is still alive, they will continue to kill you!"

"If you are unwilling, how can you live to understand?"

"Kid!"

"You're the smart one for a while!"