Watching the invincible King Deng Ying fall in front of him a month ago, Feng Qi felt extremely happy.
Since embarking on the path of cultivation, his strength has improved visibly to the naked eye.
After the first level of the magic sword was unsealed, it took him a month to adapt to the weight of the magic sword, and it was only now that he could barely wield the magic sword again.
But even if it is barely swung, the first level of unsealed magic sword possesses unimaginable power.
Looking at King Deng Ying who was still struggling and trying to stand up, Feng Qi decided to reap the spoils.
Carrying the magic knife on his shoulder, he stepped up to King Deng Ying.
The magic sword was raised at this moment.
Accompanied by the roar of the wind, the magic knife pressed down with unrivaled force.
Facing a fatal blow, King Deng Ying struggled and raised his hands, trying to resist the attack.
Click!
A crisp cracking sound sounded.
The magic knife was like a small mountain pressing down on its head, instantly breaking off King Deng Ying's arms and hitting its chest with unabated force.
King Deng Ying's eyes were widened, his chest was sunken and sunk, while other parts of his body were bulging like inflated rubber balls.
Snapped!
Green liquid splash.
At this moment, Feng Qi's right hand holding the sword shook, and the lines on the surface of the magic sword lit up one after another.
The picture freezes and time seems to slow down at this moment.
The splashing green liquid suddenly stopped in the air, and flew backwards as if going back in time, gathering towards the magic knife and wrapping it up.
While the magic knife absorbed King Deng Ying's life force, it continuously injected a refreshing feeling into Feng Qi's body, traveling inside his body and nourishing his internal organs and meridians.
This feeling lasted for about a minute and then faded away.
Looking down at the shriveled Deng Ying King, Feng Qi put the magic knife on his right shoulder and calmly turned around to look at the surrounding Deng Ying Life.
The king's death made these lamplight beings restless and kept shouting "Jili".
The larger Deng Yingsheng took the lead in attacking Feng Qi.
As if the horn of attack had been blown, a large number of lanterns and beings held up dark green stone pillars, roaring and attacking in groups.
The jet-black armor that wrapped Feng Qi's body exuded black mist, surrounding Feng Qi's body.
Feng Qi raised the magic knife high at this moment, and then slammed it to the ground.
boom!
The violent air flow blew in all directions, and the lives of those short lanterns were blown away on the spot.
As he raised his hand, the magic knife was lifted up and swept horizontally.
This blow broke a five-meter-tall lantern in half, causing green juice to splash.
As the body twisted, the magic knife switched from the right hand to the left hand, and the left hand swept across.
His life was smashed away several times. The moment he was hit by the magic knife, his life was already determined.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Qi moved his body, using his back and waist to exert force. His body was like a taut bowstring. Every time he slashed, he concentrated the power of his whole body and transmitted it to his arms, suddenly bursting out.
In the first level of unlocked state, Feng Qi has not yet completely controlled the magic sword, and each swing is very difficult, but there is no doubt about the strength of the magic sword.
Even a random slash cannot be stopped by these lamps and creatures.
In the words of the magic sword, if he throws the magic sword casually now, none of these lamps and living beings can lift the magic sword.
Feng Qi, who had a complete advantage in strength, was like a god of death.
While his physical strength was being exhausted violently, he was crushing the besieging Deng Ying's life like a torrent.
The battle lasted for more than ten minutes, and Deng Ying's life apparently lost its fighting spirit and began to fade away like a tide.
In this regard, Feng Qi did not catch up, nor did he have the physical strength to pursue it.
When the black battle armor turned into liquid and returned to the magic sword, Feng Qi was covered in sweat. He punched the magic sword on the ground and gasped for air.
Fighting with a magic knife is like off-roading with a heavy load, a complete squeeze on your physical strength.
He just felt his mouth was dry.
At this time, the magic knife trembled, and green liquid suddenly gathered from all around, and the cool feeling wandered through Feng Qi's body again.
The fatigue gradually dissipated.
After resting for a while, Feng Qi dragged the remains of King Deng Ying back to the lake, then cut down some branches nearby, piled them up and said:
"Brother Dao, make a fire."
The magic knife didn't respond. A wisp of black mist floated out from the tip of the knife and landed on the bonfire. Suddenly, the flames rose and burned violently.
After getting a stone pot that was carved by his own hands and was as big as a basin, Feng Qi also got water from the lake, then cut off the spiritual fruit on King Deng Ying's head, and took some body parts, mixed them together and boiled them.
After a while, the liquid in the stone pot started bubbling.
The fragrance spreads quickly.
Feng Qi felt warm all over after eating this meal.
The meat of Deng Yingwang is like a mushroom. When chewed, the oil and water of the juice are squeezed out from the meat. The soup base after boiling is also very delicious.
The only problem was that after eating, Feng Qi found that his mouth was numb.
This mushroom is poisonous!
Fortunately, his body was strong enough, and the numbness faded quickly after lasting for several hours.
After eating and drinking, Feng Qi picked up the magic knife and walked towards the west direction of the Dengying Field.
He planned to end this stop at the Deng Ying Field.
The Deng Ying King is dead, and the remaining Deng Ying clan will not be a match for humans at all. When the construction of the Star City West Supply Zone is completed, this field will become one of the resource supply areas of Star City. It is not difficult to conquer it.
Two days later.
Feng Qi's figure passed through the dark green domain field barrier and appeared in the outside world.
What caught my eyes was the pouring rain. I looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds rolling in. There was a faint purple arc flashing across the sky, making a "rumbling" sound.
Walking into the rain, Feng Qi's clothes quickly got wet.
Looking down at the torn shirt on his body, Feng Qi thought for a while and decisively pulled off his shirt.
This piece of clothing had already been damaged due to successive battles, especially when the magic knife was swung, the huge force tore the piece of clothing several times.
Now it hangs on my body like a piece of pieced together cloth, so I might as well throw it away.
With his naked upper body strong and well-proportioned, Feng Qi walked towards the west in the direction of the raindrops.
In the next three months, Feng Qi crossed two realms one after another.
Fighting non-stop has significantly improved his control over the magic sword.
His physical fitness has also become stronger and stronger under the feedback of the killing with the magic sword.
At first, Feng Qi ran for a while carrying the magic knife in the first unsealed state, and he had to stop and rest out of breath. However, as his physical fitness improved, the effect of weight-bearing training became better and better, and his strength increased significantly.
The journey carrying the magic sword is like carrying a small mountain on your back, every step is growth.
On this day, when Feng Qi finished challenging the overlord of the third domain and was sitting on a high cliff to rest, the magic sword that had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke in his mind:
"Boy, now that you have gradually adapted to the first level of unsealing, it's time to learn the sword skills that suit you."
Hearing these words, Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Knife skills are the killing skills that he must come into contact with as he grows up mastering the magic sword.
Just relying on the weight of the magic knife to smash it is very effective against low-end combat power, but it will be difficult to deal with high-end combat power.
None of those high-end combat powers can fly into the sky and escape from the earth.
Only the sword skills combined with the magic sword can effectively deal with these enemies who have mastered special abilities.
In the days that followed, Feng Qi retreated on the cliff and began to learn sword skills from the magic sword.
The first thing he came into contact with was the basic sword skills of the magic sword.
In the story of the Demon Sword, because the Demon Sword he forged was different from those of previous generations of sword holders, he could not use many combat skills at all and needed to find his own path.
For example, the magic knife in the hands of the sword holder in front can be used in addition to chopping, stabbing, stabbing, cutting, etc.
But the magic sword in his hand is obviously not suitable for this type of sword skill.
How to solve this problem, Mo Dao has already designed a perfect plan.
Mo Dao planned to let him create his own sword technique.
The route of creating your own knife skills is difficult, but it is also the path chosen by many knife masters before.
The biggest advantage of the self-made knife technique is that it can perfectly fit the shape of the magic knife in your hand, exerting perfect combat power without any discomfort.
During this period, Mo Dao was like a professional mentor, constantly correcting his mistakes in creating knife skills and guiding him to develop and learn knife skills that suit him.
In two months, under Feng Qi's hard training, a corner of the rock wall behind the cliff was cut off.
During this period, Feng Qi also created eight basic sword techniques that fit his own fighting style.
The characteristic of the magic sword in his hand is to defeat the enemy with force, and it is about defeating ten enemies with one force, so he gave up the sword technique of using skill to defeat the enemy.
These eight basic knife techniques are:
The first move is to chop.
Slashing like a startling dragon and rushing into the wild waves, you step forward and move your sword, slashing the target at the fastest speed from all angles. Speed is the first pursuit.
The second form is split.
It cuts like a tiger breaking through a cage, and uses the sword to penetrate the whole body, crushing the opponent forward with absolute power, suppressing and destroying the opponent.
The third form, sweep.
Like the wind blowing through the remaining clouds, the domineering force destroys the enemy's soul. The sweep attack is carried out in a wide range of directions, and strikes the front in a wide range. It is especially suitable for use when being surrounded.
The fourth type, tease.
The knife-throwing stance leaves no trace on the hand, and the enemy's sword has not yet moved. This move is mainly for defense. Facing the enemy's top-to-bottom attack, you can strike quickly and violently to defend, and you can also switch to the knife-drag stance.
There are other four moves: push, block, chop, and intercept.
These eight basic sword skills are Feng Qi's further use of the magic sword.
After two months of basic knife skills training, Feng Qi's use of the magic knife is no longer limited to simple swings, and his force exertion skills have improved significantly.
What remains unchanged is his attack method, which is still mainly reckless, arrogant and domineering.
This is his fighting style, like a fire lit in his heart. If his fighting style changes, his indomitable spirit will be extinguished.
The technique is more about being proficient in using the magic knife.
This was also what the Demon Sword taught him when he was creating his own sword skills.
The magic sword will only condense into the form that is most suitable for him. This is his inner choice. If he gives up his fighting style for the sake of skills, he will undoubtedly destroy his own foundation.
The magic sword with a memory of more than a thousand years is undoubtedly the best teacher.
Feng Qi has avoided many detours, and his understanding of the sword's power has improved by leaps and bounds.
After two months of practice, Feng Qi walked down the cliff and left the third realm of the journey.
Next, he will continue heading west.
Feng Qi is full of curiosity about the world outside the Eastern District.
He once discussed with the top management of the Scarlet Research Institute what had become of the human world.
Some travelers said that perhaps there are no traces of humans outside the eastern region, and that the outside world has most likely been encroached upon by the realm.
Although humans from the Eastern Region have never left, no humans from outside the Eastern Region have ever arrived.
Some people also say that there is a high probability that there are still surviving human forces in the world outside the Eastern Region.
But whether there are really humans in the world outside the Eastern Zone is still unknown, and there is no relevant information to prove what is going on outside.
The road to the world outside the Eastern Region is cut off by countless fields, and humans in the Eastern Region are unable to carve out a main road to connect to the outside world.
On this path of sword-wielding growth, Feng Qi decided to cross the countless fields blocking the road and go outside to take a look.
If it is discovered that there are human forces outside the Eastern Region, when the five major cities merge in the future, the human forces outside the Eastern Region will become his next target.
With anticipation, Fengqi traveled across mountains and rivers.
In addition to the arduous battles, the journey also has infinite scenery.
He saw a majestic stone giant like a mountain standing in the field under the setting sun. His body was covered with flowers, trees and moss. He had been silent there for an unknown number of years. Any movement of his body would cause the entire field to shake.
He saw the golden ocean field, in which countless golden creatures were swimming in groups, writing the law of survival of natural selection in the cruel competition and killing.
He has also been to a domain world where green plants are floating all over the world. The plants there rise and fall with the wind, absorbing energy from the air to make a living. Every day, he travels everywhere following the non-stop wind, with nowhere to call home and everywhere to call home.
In addition to the bizarre scenery in the field, he has also experienced countless battles.
On a hillside covered with green grass, he had a battle with the leader of the domain, who had a pig's head and body. At the end of the battle, although he killed his opponent, he was seriously injured and it took him several days to recover.
In the ice and snow world at sunset and dusk, he fought a battle with the ice and snow life and defeated his opponent. An avalanche occurred and he was buried in the snow mountain. It took him several days to get out of the snow mountain and he almost got lost.
The most thrilling time was when he fought a one-eyed old man from the field in a crater filled with magma. During the fierce battle, the volcano continued to spew out lava.
This scene is like a photo, frozen in Feng Qi's memory.
In addition to victories, there are also failures during the journey.
"Brother Dao, run away!"
Feng Qi couldn't remember how many times he said this.
There is a huge gap in world combat power in different fields.
Feng Qi clearly remembered that he went to a field full of twisted purple plants. Even the weakest field creatures there were terrifyingly strong. He realized that he could not practice in this field at all, so he decisively ran away and evacuated.
, change the route and continue moving forward.
The days on the journey were fulfilling and his horizons were completely opened.
He had studied domain studies for several years during the Sacrifice Line, but compared to the domain world described in books, only by seeing it with his own eyes could he truly discover the differences in ideas, rules, and other aspects of life in different worlds.
The bizarre and bizarre world in different realms greatly shocked him.
Every time you enter a new field, it's like opening a brand new book.
One second it was an ocean world with stormy waves as the main theme, and the next second it might be a magical world where magic spells can be drawn with the wave of the hand.
Different worlds have completely different ways of thinking about problems due to the influence of rules, resources, environment, and other factors.
These thinking logics that seem strange to Feng Qi actually have underlying logic that supports this set of thoughts.
Summer insects say nothing about ice.
During the journey, Feng Qi's horizons were completely opened.
Memory is a photo album, which records the scenery of the journey and the collision and compatibility of different world systems.
Time is like a song, and memory is the lyrics.
Every picture worth remembering in the memory album is a beating note or a verse of a song.
Feng Qi's state of mind also grew during the journey.
His figure carrying the magic sword continues to move forward, measuring the wonderful stories of different worlds with his feet.
