C4128 Who Do You Look down on
C4128 Who Do You Look down on
Ye Feng stared coldly at the Blood Killing Sword. Not only did the sword express its disdain for him, but it also told him to get lost as soon as possible. It thought that he was a coward.
"Damn it! Who are you looking down on?"
Ye Feng was enraged. In order to change his crippled body, he had spent three years fighting through all kinds of life and death battles. Although he wasn't as experienced as the old man, his knowledge was not shallow, and he wasn't a coward.
Ye Feng was very unhappy with the Blood Killing Sword's attitude. At this moment, he made up his mind that he had to subdue the Blood Killing Sword and let it know how strong-willed he was to willingly submit to its master.
"Blood Killing Sword, it's your honor to be able to follow me!"
Ye Feng sneered. He immediately reached out his hand to grab the Bloody Killing Sword. Before he could even hold the hilt of the sword, he felt a sharp pain. It was an invisible edge formed by the combination of a glaring red light and killing intent.
His palm was cut open by the sharp light, and blood was dripping from it. However, Ye Feng didn't even look at it. He ignored the pain and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
"Buzz!"
The Blood Killing Sword suddenly trembled, and its intensity was several times stronger than before. It seemed to have been angered by Ye Feng's actions, and it even transmitted a feeling of humiliation.
"Damn it! Do you still feel ashamed after being held by me?"
The corner of Ye Feng's eyes twitched in anger. He tightened his grip on the sword hilt and pulled it out from the table.
"Boom!"
The moment he pulled out the Blood Killing Sword, a loud explosion sounded in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness. It was like a clap of thunder from the Ninth Heaven, causing his consciousness to fall into a daze.
In the next moment, when Ye Feng regained his consciousness, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared in front of him. Countless corpses were scattered on the ground, and they even piled up into a mountain of corpses.
Bloody rivers flowed on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood filled the area within a thousand miles. The entire world was like hell, shocking and terrifying.
Ye Feng couldn't remain calm in the face of such a scene. His eyes were filled with fear, but in the next moment, he realized that this was a test of the Blood Killing Sword. If he was afraid of this bloody hell, he wouldn't be qualified to be recognized as its master.
"The path of the strong must be filled with corpses and seas of blood. In the future, I will become the world's number one. How can I be afraid of this?"
Ye Feng forced himself to calm down and started to walk through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. However, his expression was unclear. No one could remain calm in the face of such a scene, let alone a young man like Ye Feng.
Despite his discomfort, Ye Feng forced himself to walk around the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. He even forced himself to look relaxed and indifferent.
Just as Ye Feng crossed a sea of blood and arrived in front of a mountain of corpses, his breathing suddenly stopped. Looking at it up close, the mountain of corpses was even more terrifying. Countless corpses piled up, and every corpse had a ferocious expression. There was fear, resentment, and all kinds of...
"Damn it!"
Ye Feng gritted his teeth. He subconsciously wanted to turn his head and not look at the scene, but he forced himself to stare at the mountain of corpses and the faces of countless corpses before they died.
Looking at it, Ye Feng felt a little dazed. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he saw a corpse move. It was struggling in the mountain of corpses. It crawled out of the mountain of corpses on all fours, found a long blade, and suddenly jumped towards Ye Feng.
"Is it an illusion? No!"
Ye Feng thought it was an illusion, but in the next moment, he saw the corpse rushing in front of him and cutting off his head with a long blade. It made him feel a chill.
"Bam!"
Unexpectedly, Ye Feng only had the time to raise the Demon Slaying Fan and barely block the blade of the corpse. Only after taking a few steps back did he manage to stabilize himself.
"Die!"
When the corpse missed its attack, its ferocious face twisted. It let out a miserable roar and swung its blade again.
"You're courting death!"
In the face of danger, Ye Feng's originally tense and complicated emotions were scattered. He became calm, and his emotions were calm and unruffled. He walked towards the corpse at a leisurely pace.
In just a short moment, Ye Feng had taken care of the corpses that were only at the Skin Refining Stage. He looked up at the mountain of corpses and saw that the huge mountain of corpses was moving. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the corpses that formed the mountain of corpses seemed to have come alive and were struggling to get out of the mountain of corpses.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Corpses kept jumping down from the mountain of corpses. They held all kinds of weapons in their hands and kept attacking Ye Feng.
Facing such a scene, Ye Feng was not afraid at all. He had already realized that this was a test, a test for the Blood Killing Sword to recognize him as its master. If he was afraid of the corpse, he would not be qualified to be recognized as its master.
"Humph, do you think I'm afraid?"
Ye Feng sneered. In the face of danger, he became calmer and calmer. Even though he was in a hell filled with corpses and blood, he didn't panic at all.
"Roar!"
The sound of battle shook the sky. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of corpses jumped down from the mountain of corpses, and the entire mountain of corpses became smaller.
These corpses rushed towards Ye Feng with a terrifying aura, but Ye Feng's eyes were indifferent and fearless. He even took the initiative to attack the corpses.
"Sizzle sizzle!"
The Demon Slaying Fan glowed with a green light. Every time it was waved, more and more corpses would fall to the ground. However, the number of corpses did not decrease. Instead, it increased.
Ye Feng was in the middle of a battlefield. Facing countless corpses, he did not panic at all. Instead, he became even braver. He killed one corpse after another. Gradually, the ground under his feet was filled with corpses. He had nowhere to stand, so he stepped on the corpses to fight.
Not far away, the mountain of corpses, and even the entire mountain of corpses, began to move. Corpses jumped down from the mountain of corpses and rushed over.
From the surrounding blood river, bloody arms stretched out one after another. One corpse after another crawled out of the blood river and rushed towards Ye Feng.
When Ye Feng saw this scene, he was not afraid at all. He fought the corpses. From day to night, the corpses under his feet piled up into a mountain, becoming the tallest mountain of corpses in this world.
At this moment, the number of corpses was still too many to count. Ye Feng kept up his fighting spirit and continued to fight. He had already discovered that in this world, his strength seemed to be endless. No matter how long he fought, he would not feel tired, and his blood and Qi would not be consumed.
This test was a test of one's heart. If he felt fear, the skeleton would become stronger. If he didn't feel fear, the skeleton would become weaker.
From day to night, Ye Feng's mind became increasingly calm. He was already used to the hellish scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as well as the endless army of corpses.
The strength of the corpses was also getting weaker and weaker. Before this, most of them were at the Skin Refining Stage, and there were even some at the Bone Strengthening Stage and the Qi Cultivating Stage. But now, all of them had reached the Blood Refining Stage.
The battle was still going on. Ye Feng kept waving the Demon Slayer Fan. He was already a little numb. The corpses under his feet were getting higher and higher, and the number of corpses in this blood-colored world was decreasing.
Chapter 15 - The Demon Slaying Fan