The next moment, his body fell heavily to the ground, causing the earth to tremble.
The vitality in his eyes was gradually passing away.
But he still trembled and raised the variegated jade piece in his hand.
The jade pieces shone with mottled brilliance in the sunlight, reflecting in his eyes like a colorful dream.
For him, this jade piece indeed entrusts a dream, the dream of becoming stronger.
He looked at the variegated jade piece in his hand, his eyes softened, and finally turned into deep regret, and the last few words squeezed out of his throat: "Build, build...
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Chen Feng was covered in blood at this time. He fell to the ground. He had exhausted his last bit of strength and his body fell there.
But he opened his eyes and looked at the sky, with bursts of smiles on his face, laughing loudly: "I killed him! I fought back with all my might, and I won! I survived!"
Guta was so proud that he was unprepared. Even with the strength of a four-star martial emperor, he was still killed by Chen Feng with a single blow.
The murder knife cut his throat without any hesitation.
Live up to the name of a murderous knife!
When Chen Feng saw the expression on the ancient pagoda at this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and he shouted sternly: "Build what? Build what? Tell me clearly, what are you building?"
However, Guta's body trembled heavily, his life was completely cut off, and he never said anything again!
Chen Feng lay on the ground panting for a long time before standing up.
He came to the ancient pagoda and took the jade piece from his hand.
He opened his palm, and a small variegated jade piece appeared inside, exactly like the one in his hand.
A faint smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "Now I have three variegated jade pieces in my hand!"
He pieced it together a little and found that these three jade pieces could already put together about half of it.
Chen Feng estimated that there should be about ten pieces of this kind of variegated jade.
"The treasure of the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness, the treasure of the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness, you must be mine!" Chen Feng's voice was very soft, but full of determination.
Then, Chen Feng picked up the bloody sword soul again.
This bloody sword soul was already very weak and had no power at this time.
Chen Feng pressed the bloody sword soul onto the murderous knife, and then took a deep breath.
He followed the method Zui Jiuniu taught him, murmuring softly in his mouth, and waved his hands out one after another, forming mysterious seals. The powerful power of heaven and earth crisscrossed them, wrapping this little bloody sword soul.
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Then the next moment, he was fiercely instilled into the murderous knife, as if he was trying to press him in fiercely.
As one of the greatest forgers in the entire Tianyuan Dynasty, Zui Jiuniu naturally has a way of infusing weapon souls into weapons.
Others were very careful when infusing the weapon soul, some even asked grandpa to sue grandma to let the weapon soul in, and others would lure the weapon soul in, but Zui Jiuniu's method was extremely simple and crude.
Just one word: plug!
To forcefully stuff the weapon soul into it, of course, to do this requires great strength.
And precisely, Chen Feng has such a powerful strength!
The bloody sword soul was naturally very reluctant to be stuffed in. He seemed to feel that as long as he entered, he would lose his freedom.
However, he couldn't help it. Chen Feng's power of heaven and earth forcefully poured it in.
Finally, a small part of his body went in, and he struggled and screamed to get out.
Chen Feng roared, and the power of heaven and earth finally surged out and stuffed him inside.
He let out a short scream and then disappeared.
The next moment, Chen Feng saw a red light flowing rapidly above the killing knife.
It circulated in a circle from beginning to end, and the next moment, the bloody light became extremely hot and shot straight into the sky.
This murderous knife is instantly full of spirituality!
A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth and he said softly: "Now that the blood-colored sword soul has entered the killing knife, the killing knife has become spiritual. Before, it was just a particularly sharp and powerful weapon, but now it is like a living thing.
Just average."
He shook the murder knife in his hand, and suddenly the blade swayed with red light.
There is even a murderous aura that surges directly out of it, shocking people's minds!
Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, his hand passed over the blade, and the murderous aura seemed to want to bite Chen Feng back.
Obviously, although the bloody sword soul had been pressed into the murderous sword by him, he was still a little unconvinced.
Chen Feng laughed loudly: "You are not convinced, are you? Then just bear with me!"
He swung the killing knife twice, and the blade sliced through the air without making any sound. It was extremely silent.
At the same time, a burst of spiritual power stabbed out directly.
Chen Feng was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Now that it has a weapon soul, this murderous knife has an additional ability, that is, it can send out a powerful mental wave while attacking the enemy."
"Condensing a long needle with mental power, it penetrates into the opponent's spiritual world, causing their body to stagnate for an instant and make them lose their mind!"
"Even though I have such huge mental power, I accidentally fell into the trap, let alone others."
"I want to test its power, but now is not the time."
Chen Feng put the murder knife into its sheath and returned to the camp.
The time it took to get here almost exhausted Chen Feng's strength. When he was about to arrive at the camp, he felt dizzy and the pain in his chest and lungs was extreme.
Every exhalation and inhalation was like a knife-like pain in my internal organs.
After finally avoiding everyone's sight and returning to the big tent, Chen Feng almost fell to the ground heavily as soon as he entered.
At the same time, he heard a soft exclamation, which was Yaoyao's voice.
Hearing Yaoyao's voice, Chen Feng immediately felt relieved and fainted!
He was seriously injured.
When Chen Feng woke up again, he felt cool all over his body.
And the burning feeling in the internal organs and on the body surface has also disappeared.
Chen Feng opened his eyes and saw Yaoyao standing by the window, looking at him with concern. After seeing him wake up, Yaoyao immediately showed a look of relief on her face and whispered:
"Brother, you finally woke up, but you worried me to death."
Chen Feng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pinched her little face.
He lowered his head and saw that his body was covered with various kinds of medicinal mud.
Although the elixir was not swallowed, the efficacy of these medicinal pastes was no worse than that of the elixir.
At least, Chen Feng feels that he has recovered several percent of his strength now.
He smiled and said: "Yao Yao, did you do all this?"
Yaoyao raised her chin, as if she was ready to praise me, and said proudly: "Of course."
