Each of these ten figures looked like a rotting corpse, with a haggard appearance and dull eyes.
However, their movements, whether light or heavy, all give people a very powerful feeling.
The most important thing is that Chen Feng saw that they were human beings.
The clothes everyone wears are very shabby, and some of the styles are only from ancient times, and no one wears them now.
But all ten of them are human beings, and none of them are evil spirits.
Chen Feng immediately saw that the ten of them were all that kind of dead souls, but somehow they were controlled by Mo Keluo.
Mokoro laughed loudly: "There are ten of them, do you know where they came from?"
Chen Feng shook his head: "I don't know."
"The ten of them were all once the masters of that blood-stained giant sword. Each of the ten of them was the top sword master. Each of them was very powerful. One of them had even reached the level of the Martial Emperor.
territory."
"But after they obtained the blood-stained giant sword, they were slowly eroded by me. In the end, I abolished their cultivation, burned their essence and blood, turned into dead souls, and stored them in this space. Even their souls
They are unable to escape and are imprisoned in their broken bodies, driven by me!"
Chen Feng was horrified when he heard this.
He looked towards the ten people, and sure enough he saw that each of these ten people had a knife in their hand.
Some were big and some were small, some were heavy and some were light, but when Chen Feng saw the way they held their swords, he knew that their sword skills were definitely extremely strong.
Even Chen Feng knew their sword skills and was afraid that none of them would be weaker than him.
Of course, only during their lifetime!
Chen Feng said calmly: "You are so sure, can you kill me?"
"Of course!" Mokoluo said with a proud smile: "I have already tested it out through those evil spirits before. You now have a very powerful power in your body, but that's all!"
"You only have these powers, and the ten masters of swordsmanship like me, their swordsmanship is so exquisite, how can it be solved by your power?"
"There is nothing you can do about them. Soon, their siege will kill you!"
"Really?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips, and he secretly said in his heart: "Do you know how powerful my trump card is?"
But at this moment, Chen Feng suddenly thought: "Perhaps, this is an excellent opportunity!"
At this time, he was not allowed to think too much. Mo Keluo had already shouted sharply and pointed forward: "Kill him!"
The dead souls of the ten sword masters floated towards Chen Feng, and slashed hard at Chen Feng with the swords in their hands.
After Chen Feng had that thought in his mind, he didn't use his trump card, the power of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, and still only used 300 million kilograms of power to fight.
At this moment, Chen Feng felt the pressure.
The ten sword masters' attacks were continuous and they pressed hard against him, leaving Chen Feng breathless even for a moment.
After playing for a while, he finally got used to it, but it also caused him some damage!
Unknowingly, nearly three hours had passed since the fierce battle.
As for Chen Feng, in order to induce Mo Keluo to continue to drive the souls of ten sword masters to fight with him, the aura he showed was getting lower and weaker.
At the beginning, Chen Feng was as powerful as a rainbow, holding the giant sword made of lava, and fought hard with these sword masters.
And slowly, Chen Feng's steps became slower and slower, his feet became more and more staggering, and the speed of counterattack and the speed of drawing the sword became slower and slower.
Seeing this scene, Mo Keluo, who was on top of the pile of rocks, his eyes shone brightly, his face showed a look of hope, he clenched his fists and lowered his voice and said: "Kill this little brat!"
After about two hours of fierce fighting, a flaw appeared in Chen Feng's sword skills.
The lava sword slashed towards a sword master, but was easily dodged by the sword master. Then the four sword masters entangled Chen Feng's lava sword together, causing Chen Feng's lava to
There is no way to break free from the long knife.
At this time, Chen Feng's back door opened, and the two sword masters immediately saw the flaw and attacked Chen Feng fiercely.
With a bang, it hit the two rocks on the back of Chen Feng's body, directly smashing them into pieces, and even exposed Chen Feng's soul!
Chen Feng let out a cry of pain and waved the lava knife crazily to avoid them, pretending to be in extreme pain.
In fact, Chen Feng secretly laughed in his heart at this moment, because he was the one who sold this flaw to these people.
Moreover, he didn't actually suffer any harm just now!
Seeing this scene, Mokoluo laughed loudly and shouted arrogantly: "Kill him, hurry up and kill him!"
"Yes!" The dull souls of the ten sword masters responded in an extremely low voice, and then they killed Chen Feng!
The battle began again and lasted for nearly an hour.
At the third hour, Chen Feng's offensive became weaker and weaker, and he was even stabbed directly into the soul body by a sword master.
Chen Feng let out a shrill scream, his soul suddenly swelled, then shrank sharply, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Chen Feng really felt a little pain this time, and naturally he did this to make this torture trick more realistic.
In order to lure these people and continue fighting with him, he even used this strategy.
Mokoluo waved his clenched hands wildly: "Kill! Kill him quickly! You are almost winning!"
He felt that he saw hope of victory.
When the fight reached the fourth hour, Chen Feng's heart moved, because the sword master in front of him had used his sword skills for the fourth time.
This is already the fourth time he has used it. Obviously, the secrets of his sword skills stop here, and there are no more secrets left. Chen Feng has clearly understood all his secrets.
With Chen Feng's talent, three times is enough, and the fourth time is just for insurance.
Not just him, but other people as well.
At this moment, Chen Feng felt that the chance encounters between these ten sword masters were tumbling in his mind, like a mess.
As the battle continued, it began to become clear. Through the swords of these sword masters, they penetrated into Chen Feng's blood, and his thoughts gradually turned from a mess into flowing rivers.
Then, these rivers began to quietly converge.
Finally, these rivers began to condense and turned into a mighty river, flowing in Chen Feng's heart.
