Chapter 466: Holding the

Knife Bang!

A tall figure fell from the sky and finally landed in the center of the space formation.

Feng Qi took out the communicator at this time:

"Turn off the energy."

As soon as his voice fell, the energy institutions inside Star City collectively cut off the energy supply, and the space transmission array that was still emitting blood light slowly dimmed.

In the space cracks that were still spreading and expanding in the sky, the translucent space channel collapsed first, and disappeared after being shattered by the space countercurrent. Then the space cracks gradually recovered under the self-healing properties of the world rules, the black began to shrink, and the space gradually stabilized.

Putting down the communicator, Feng Qi looked up at the magic knife and its knife slave.

Without any surprise, the knife slave raised the magic knife at this time and pointed it at them, with a terrifying murderous intent.

However, before the knife slave launched an offensive, he suddenly knelt on the ground, his body trembled violently, and blood began to overflow from his pores.

Rejected by the world rules, the knife slave of the magic knife had a hideous and painful expression.

It knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, but blood and qi kept gushing out of its mouth. Its body was like a leaky sieve, and blood and qi could not stop overflowing.

Without the miraculous will in the body of the Lord of Mist, the sword slave was completely unable to cope with the oppression of the world's rules.

Finally, with a bang, the body of the sword slave collapsed.

The magic knife in the sword slave's hand also fell at this time.

But before the magic knife landed, it hovered in the air, and black mist flowed on its surface.

At this time, the magic knife was still in a state of injury and not completely healed. You can see that there are fine cracks on the surface of the magic knife that are difficult to detect with the naked eye. These are the scars left when fighting with Jian Ji.

He understood what the magic knife was thinking now.

The magic knife wanted to seize the body of the new sword slave.

Having decided to hold the knife, Feng Qi naturally would not retreat at the critical moment. He boldly stepped towards the magic knife, and the flame of the knife in his chest burned violently.

He said at this time:

"Chaotian, let's talk."

The Demon Knife, who felt the familiar sword momentum at this time, was also very surprised. He couldn't understand why the guy in front of him with weak blood and poor physique had the same sword momentum as himself.

This was incredible to him.

The sword momentum mastered by each new owner actually deviated from the sword momentum he mastered. After all, each owner has a different personality, and more importantly, each owner's growth environment is different.

This also led to the fact that the sword momentum could never be perfectly matched.

In the heart of the Demon Knife, there was only one owner who could really match him, and that was his sister Chao Xuan.

At this time, feeling the sword momentum aura emanating from Feng Qi, the Demon Knife was completely stunned.

He found that this weak guy actually had a sword momentum that was more suitable for him than his sister.

This was incredible to him.

Unless this weak guy had grown up with him until now and had the same state of mind and growth journey, how could he cultivate the same sword momentum as him.

More importantly, he found that this weak guy actually called out his real name.

Think of the space teleportation array that suddenly appeared.

Connecting these pieces of information, the Demon Knife couldn't help but guess that behind his coming to the human world, there were a series of long-prepared arrangements.

"What are you talking about?"

The voice of the Demon Knife sounded in Feng Qi's mind.

"I want to be your knife holder!"

"You are too weak, so weak that if you get close to me, a ray of my sharp edge will kill you." The Demon Knife's tone was disdainful.

Hearing this, Feng Qi was not surprised.

He was on the line of sacrifice, and his physical fitness was not high among the practitioners. He was even incomparable to the previous masters of the Demon Knife, and was even far inferior to the physical fitness of the knife slave.

Continuing to approach the Demon Knife, he felt the sharp knife energy brushing his face, and blood marks appeared on his face, and blood beads emerged from the blood marks.

The Demon Knife did not attack him, but even the scattered sharp energy would bring him harm.

"Chaotian, although I am very weak now, I know that the evil spirit of the demon is not a dream.

" "You seem to know me very well. "

"Not only do you know, we also have a common goal. "

"What goal?"

"Zhan Jianji! "As soon as he finished speaking, a ferocious smile emerged on Feng Qi's face, and he took another step forward.

This step forward was like a self-sacrificing step of jumping off a cliff.

The sword energy released by the Demon Knife would crush him in an instant, but the Demon Knife suddenly took the initiative to restrain the outward sword energy.

"Why do you want to kill Jian Ji?"

The Demon Knife's doubtful voice sounded in Feng Qi's mind.

"There are many factors, one of which is personal grudges. He once killed my relatives."

When saying this, Feng Qi thought of Mu Qing who died tragically in the previous sacrifice line, and then thought of Demon Knife's sister "Chao Xuan".

The same goal, the same hatred, the same sword force... He looked directly at the Demon Knife, waiting for the Demon Knife's reply.

At this moment, the Demon Knife's old voice sounded in his mind:

"It seems that you have a lot of secrets. I don't want to know the answers to these secrets for the time being. As you said, you have a sword force that perfectly matches me. Although your body is weak, this degree of fit may never be found again. "

But to become a knife holder, in addition to having an outstanding talent for growth, you also need to have an indomitable will to ensure that you are not eroded by my power. In fact, there are many talented warriors among my knife slaves, but they were eventually devoured by me. This is not purely intentional. Part of it is that during the period of becoming a knife holder, their hearts were devoured by power and my devilish nature, and they became zombies."

Looking at the magic knife floating in the air, surrounded by black mist, Feng Qi grinned:

"I understand that if you want to wield a knife, you need to accept the challenge of will, so... come on."

As he said, Feng Qi took another step forward.

As if to avoid hurting Feng Qi, the magic knife further restrained its scattered sharpness.

Facing Feng Qi's initiative, the Demon Knife didn't say anything more. The Demon Knife twisted and turned into black mist, quickly approaching Feng Qi and pouring into his chest.

Suddenly, the world in front of Feng Qi changed.

It was like suddenly falling into an endless abyss, his vision was swallowed by black, and a strong sense of weightlessness spread infinitely downward.

But Feng Qi's heart was indifferent.

He knew very well what price he had to pay to become the wielder of the Demon Knife.

The end of failure was the shattering of consciousness and becoming a knife slave, but if successful, he could complete the process of flesh and blood binding with the Demon Knife.

In this process, the Demon Knife would become a part of his body, or an extension of his body, or even a special external organ.

Rather than becoming a wielder as long as he held the Demon Knife, what was more important was to achieve a perfect symbiotic state with the Demon Knife.

The previous masters of the Demon Knife had all experienced the fusion process.

The difference was that those masters who were recognized by the Demon Knife did not become wielders from the beginning. They were generally cultivated by the Demon Knife for a period of time.

And the cultivation process was generally long.

The shortest record was 78 years, and the longest was more than a hundred years.

It is very difficult to become a knife holder right from the start

. After all, the devilish nature of the magic knife is very strong and has a great impact on consciousness. But Feng Qi wants to skip the early running-in process and become a knife holder directly.

In his opinion, the long running-in process is a pure waste of time.

It takes decades or even hundreds of years to become a knife holder, which will waste a lot of time to practice and grow through the magic knife.

When he can challenge Jian Ji, he doesn't know when it will be.

Now, the threat of the blue skin tribe is still there. They

will inevitably launch an offensive against him. If the attack of the blue skin tribe is fierce, he may have an accident at any time.

Seize the day, this is what Feng Qi thinks at this time.

He has confidence in himself to control the magic knife.

The darkness spread and eroded, and Feng Qi vaguely heard countless cries ringing in his ears.

Over the past thousand years, the magic knife has slaughtered countless lives.

The resentment of these lives before their demise was absorbed by the magic knife, which aggravated the murderous aura of the magic knife. At this time, it turned into a demon in the heart and constantly attacked Feng Qi's consciousness, as if to devour him.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Countless images flashed through Feng Qi's mind.

He saw the killings committed by several previous masters holding the magic knife.

Countless faces full of pain appeared in front of Feng Qi, flashing by.

This is the process that needs to be experienced in fusion.

If you want to complete the fusion with the magic knife and become a symbiotic state, you need to accept part of the magic knife's memory.

This process is mutual.

The magic knife also needs to read part of his memory to achieve a state of mind-to-mind communication.

More and more fragments of images flashed through his mind, accompanied by the pain of the previous masters of the magic knife and the feelings when facing death.

But these images did not shake Feng Qi at all.

He did not escape, facing killing and death, and his state of mind had long transcended the fear of facing death.

For other lives, life is only once.

But for him, every death is a new starting point, and the endless cycle has already tempered his state of mind as hard as steel.

More importantly, he had already seen the memory of the magic knife, and he had endured the pain and sacrifice it brought when he was at the sacrifice line, and it would not have a secondary impact on him.

At the same time, the negative emotions entrenched in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness were far more influential than the killing aura of the magic knife.

This kind of tempering was like a child's play to Feng Qi, not worth mentioning.

At this time, the magic knife was also reading the memory fragments of Feng Qi.

In this process, the magic knife was completely numb.

The memory pictures flashed by quickly, and the magic knife's state of mind changed from the initial indifference to shock, and then to horror.

Only then did he understand the secret behind this mysterious man.

This secret did not make the magic knife feel lucky. Behind the time reversal were countless painful struggles, and countless times of calmness in the face of despair made the magic knife moved.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

The painful wail of the magic knife suddenly sounded in Feng Qi's mind.

During the fusion process, the magic knife began to experience the negative emotional impact that Feng Qi suffered.

Without experiencing the heart training challenge process, the magic knife was hit hard.

At this time, he even felt that the dark killing state of mind in his heart was simply heaven, and the negative emotions suppressed by this mysterious boy were the real devil's cave.

The consciousness of the magic knife became unstable.

Just when Mo Dao felt that his consciousness might collapse, the influence of negative emotions began to fade, and he saw countless positive energy.

Hope, companions, common goals, never give up, future ideals... Countless pictures compose Feng Qi's firm belief, and it is also the power for him to choose to walk on the thorny road.

These positive energies converge into a continuous driving force for progress.

Wei Wei, Mu Qing, Lin Ran, the Lord of the Mist, Tianshu, Mu Yu... Countless figures filled with white light, relayed with Feng Qi for a journey, accompanying him to climb the desperate situation.

The positive belief that emerged after the negative emotions disappeared consolidated the consciousness of the collapse of the magic path.

When the flashing pictures dissipated, Mo Dao was silent in an instant.

The contempt for Feng Qi in his heart disappeared at this time.

Through these fragments of memory, Mo Dao realized what a great warrior Feng Qi was.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "great".

Even though he has more than a thousand years of killing and growing years, he feels that in addition to strength, he is more than one level behind Feng Qi in terms of state of mind.

Looking at Feng Qi who was still standing calmly in the killing state, he felt a sense of respect for him.

At this time, the memory of the magic knife in Feng Qi's mind also disappeared.

He opened his eyes and saw a pitch-black magic knife slowly emerging from the darkness, hovering in front of him.

"Come on, from now on you will hold the knife and ascend to godhood with me!"

Hearing the old voice of the magic knife ringing in his mind, Feng Qi smiled calmly and stretched out his right hand to grab the handle of the knife.

In an instant, the darkness in front of him faded like a tide.

The breeze outside blew on his cheeks. Looking up at his side, he saw the Lord of the Mist with a solemn expression and the staff involved in this space plan.

Looking forward, he found that he was holding the magic knife horizontally.

"I succeeded."

"I know you can." The Lord of the Mist grinned and raised his hand to give a thumbs up.

At this moment, the voice of the magic knife exploded in Feng Qi's mind:

"Boy, the fusion and symbiosis at the level of consciousness has been completed, but the symbiosis at the level of the flesh has not yet been completed. Be prepared, it will be painful next!"

As the voice fell, the magic knife in Feng Qi's hand began to melt, turning into countless pitch-black tentacles spreading towards his right arm.

Soon, Feng Qi was wrapped by the melted magic knife.

Intense pain instantly invaded his whole body.

Feng Qi naturally understood the significance of this process. In the process of blood and flesh fusion, the magic knife will become a spread of his body, reaching a state of being able to use it as easily as an arm.

This step is also the key to becoming a knife holder.

After completing the transformation of flesh and blood, his physical fitness will be greatly improved, and the magic knife will become a special organ of the body that is more important than his heart.

In the future, the growth of the magic knife will also drive the growth of his physical fitness.

For example, when the magic knife absorbs blood and spiritual minerals, his body will also be strengthened, including the future training of the ascension challenge.

This is the magical effect brought by symbiosis.

When the pain began to fade, Feng Qi could clearly perceive the existence of the magic knife.

The pitch-black liquid also changed, and a domineering pitch-black armor that coexisted with flesh and blood emerged on the surface of the body.

The pitch-black armor wrapped his whole body, revealing only his eyes.

Feng Qi's momentum rose steadily, and the sharp aura spread around with his breath. The Lord of the Mist and the staff on the side immediately began to retreat.

The body of the knife demon was generated.

Feng Qi didn't even need to swing the sword, as the terrifying sharp sword energy was already emanating from his body.

And the fusion had come to the final critical moment.

The black liquid on the pitch-black armor began to gather towards the palm of Feng Qi's right hand, and the weapon constantly changed its form.

During this process, the magic sword would condense the most suitable sword shape for him through the captured memory images.

As time passed, the change of the black liquid slowed down, and the blade began to condense...

The explosive update is brewing...

You can guess what type of sword is most suitable for Feng Qi.