Chapter 85 85. Look carefully, this is how the princess uses it!
"roar!!"
With the prince's beast-like growl, the syringe fell to the ground. Xia Feng glanced at it and clearly saw a black vertical pupil symbol θ engraved in the center of the syringe handle.
Xia Feng recognized this symbol; it was the emblem of the evil cult, the Burning Heaven Temple.
Buzz——
Dark purple flames burned all over Wang Jue Teng's body, and a vertical crack appeared between his eyebrows, as if he was about to open his eyes.
Whoosh! Xia Feng slid across the shadows and instantly appeared in front of the prince, while he was still preparing his ultimate move, he launched a sneak attack!
He wouldn't be so foolish as to wait for the prince's ultimate move to be ready before fighting.
Hiss——
The prince seemed unable to move at this moment, and did not resist at all. However, when the blade chopped the prince's neck, it lightly touched the skin and left a trace of blood, and then the blade vibrated and hummed, making it difficult to move forward any further.
The terrifying spiritual pressure exploded, and Xia Feng was bounced back by the huge force and flew backwards.
The prince stood there, twisting his head and making a crackling sound. He grinned and chuckled:
"Ten seconds, boy! Wait for me for another ten seconds! Your death is imminent!"
Xia Feng glanced at the shadow under the prince's feet. The prince was motionless. If he used the Shadow of the Blood Beast, he could probably kill this guy directly.
"Master, please use me."
At this moment, a charming voice sounded beside him. Xia Feng was stunned and tilted his head. The barefoot woman in the phoenix skirt stared at him seriously with her big eyes.
That’s right, I almost forgot about you!
The princess lowered her head slightly, and the moment Xia Feng raised his hand and pressed it on her head, he rushed towards the prince again.
At the same time, the princess's graceful body disintegrated into shattered red light, and in an instant transformed into a scarlet blade and an oval blade with blood-red patterns engraved on it.
Xia Feng gripped the long, dark hilt of the knife, and his figure quickly swept across the empty hall, leaving a trail of blood-red light.
"Master, excessive consumption of evil energy will lead to loss of sanity. Please use me with caution."
A solemn, crisp whisper echoed in his heart, and Xia Feng smiled: "Don't worry, your master is an invincible man! I can do it ten thousand times without any problem~"
In a flash, he had flown in front of the prince again, holding the long sword high in his hand. The evil energy in the surrounding space rushed into the back of Xia Feng's hand frantically, forming a terrifying vortex of evil energy.
The prince's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the bloody knife in Xia Feng's hand. Is this the shape of the princess's knife?!
He was annoyed in his heart, but there was a sneer on the corner of his lips, and he was not panicked.
"I want to see how you can deal with me."
The potion he injected came from the Burning Heaven Temple. At the cost of his lifespan and sanity, it could temporarily significantly increase his spiritual pressure and grant him an ability called 'Happy Eyes'.
Once Huantong is captured, Xia Feng will die.
During the ten seconds or so of evolution when he was unable to move, he possessed amazing defense. The only risk was that the potion had a 15% chance of causing a pathological effect, but he didn't believe he would be so unlucky to be affected by this 15%.
With his mind racing, Wang Jue looked up and met Xia Feng's gaze, only to see Xia Feng grinning:
"Look, this is how the princess uses it!"
Prince: “?!”
The Mo Dao chopped down towards the center of Wang Jue's forehead, but it still only caused some superficial injuries. A trace of blood flowed down from his forehead and into his bulging bloodshot eyes.
After a moment of hesitation, the prince's mouth slowly stretched to his ears. "That's it?"
Two seconds left before he completes his evolution!
Xia Feng blinked and was about to strike again when he saw the prince's bulging eyes suddenly shrink. He covered his forehead with his hands, his face pale, and took two steps back. His smile froze, and he stared at Xia Feng with an expression of extreme horror.
"Wha-what?!"
"Puff——" He vomited blood and fell to his knees, clutching his chest tightly with a ferocious expression as he began to scream horribly: "Ahhh——"
Xia Feng took a step back to avoid the splattered blood and said with a smile, "Well, now you know how the princess used it?"
The prince's jet-black hair began to turn white rapidly, and his handsome and mature face was visibly aged, with gray wrinkles appearing on it. He screamed and his body suddenly hunched over.
"Uh-uh-" The prince opened his gray and shrunken lips, and slowly stretched out his old arms like dead branches, trying to touch the Mo Dao in front of him.
Xia Feng flipped the Mo Dao over and casually put it behind his arm, looking down at the old man, thinking:
"Did you fail to evolve? Hmm, I see. Is this the Princess's ability?"
Convert bad force into bad luck, and then bestow bad luck on the target by harming the target!
I can only say, it’s so terrifying!
The only drawback is that the upper limit of misfortune conversion is linked to the master's spiritual pressure level.
Simply put, the first level can increase the probability of bad luck by 10%.
Level 2 20%
Level 3 30%
"Ah ...
He couldn't understand. When Xia Feng used the princess's power just now, he had clearly absorbed a huge amount of evil power. Logically, he would lose his sanity and his body might even become ill.
But Xia Feng didn't show any abnormal reaction.
But he was about to succeed, but the potion suddenly developed a disease, which completely destroyed his body functions. His soul was also severely damaged, his spiritual pressure collapsed, and he was completely disabled.
Xia Feng took out a small knife and walked to the prince and squatted down.
“W-what are you doing!?”
The prince was completely panicked upon seeing this. His expression was filled with fear, and his lips trembled. "Don't kill me! I can give you whatever you want!"
He never thought that he would fall into the hands of this young boy.
Xia Feng went from level one to level two and then to level three, and finally even stole his princess. When he encountered such a weird thing, he should have turned around and ran away.
Instead of being confident that he could kill the man named Xia, he regretted it deeply.
"Xia Feng, spare me, spare my life!"
Facing the sharp knife that was getting closer and closer, the prince's calm demeanor completely collapsed. A humble, pleading smile appeared on his lips, and he spoke in a hurried voice, "Really? As long as you forgive me, I will be your dog from now on!"
"Money, power, women! I will give you whatever you want!"
The prince was so anxious, "Yes, and the princess! The princess is yours too! You can play with her however you like!"
Xia Feng paused with the tip of his knife.
The prince was stunned for a moment, then quickly concealed the resentment and hatred that was about to be revealed in his eyes, and became ecstatic, grinning and said: "Thank you——"
Before he finished speaking, his smile suddenly froze.
Because his daughter Li Hongdou had walked to the side at some point, Xia Feng handed the knife to the girl.
The girl's face was calm. Although her small hand holding the handle of the knife was shaking, she did not hesitate at all. She squatted down, crossed her fingers to hold the knife, and raised her arms sharply!
"No!!"
Dive down suddenly!!!
The terrified voice stopped abruptly. The prince lay on the ground with his bloodshot eyes, a blood-red knife handle growing between his eyebrows, and he died with his eyes open.
*
Time goes back one minute.
When the princess was born and opened her eyes, a sacred golden light shot up from the ground to the sky, directly illuminating the dark night sky, and even dimming the lonely blood moon hanging in the sky.
Everyone fighting in the Xuanwu area naturally saw the golden pillar reaching into the sky in the direction of Pingshan Hospital.
The fierce fight between nearly a hundred people gradually stopped. Everyone in the Holy Department looked at each other, and the Xuanwu Bureau Chief's face darkened slightly.
Bailong glared at the golden light in the sky angrily, cursing silently: "I told you that guy is unreliable! You didn't believe me!"
Zhao Jie retreated to the edge of the battlefield, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned and chuckled.
"Sir Xuanwu, unfortunately, you lost."
(End of this chapter)
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