Chapter 85 85. Watch out, this is how the princess uses it!
"Roar!!"
As Wang Jue roared like a beast, the needle fell to the ground. Xia Feng glanced and clearly saw the black vertical pupil symbol engraved in the center of the needle handle. θ.
Xia Feng recognized this symbol as the emblem of the cult-Burning Heaven Temple.
Buzz——
Wang Jueteng's lower body was ignited with dark purple flames, and a vertical slit appeared between his eyebrows, as if he was about to open his eyes.
Whoosh! Xia Feng glided across the shadow trail directly in front of Wang Jue, and launched a sneak attack while he was still preparing his ultimate move!
He will not wait for Wang Jue to get his ultimate move ready before attacking.
嗞——
Wang Jue seemed to be unable to move at this time and did not resist at all. However, when the blade struck Wang Jue's neck, the blade buzzed after lightly touching the skin, leaving a trace of blood. It was vibrating and making no further progress.
The terrifying spiritual pressure exploded, and Xia Feng was violently rebounded and flew backwards.
Wang Jue stood on the spot, twisting his head and his bones crackling, he grinned softly:
"Boy, ten seconds, wait for me for another ten seconds! Your death will come. !”
Xia Feng glanced at the shadow at Wang Jue’s feet. Wang Jue was motionless. If he used the Shadow of Blood Chi, he could be killed directly.
"Master, please use me."
At this moment, a charming voice sounded beside him. Xia Feng was stunned and tilted his head. The barefooted woman in a phoenix skirt stared at him seriously with her big eyes.
That’s right, I almost forgot about you!
The princess lowered her head slightly, and the moment Xia Feng raised his hand and put it on her head, he rushed towards the prince again.
At the same time, the princess's graceful body disintegrated into pieces of red light, and instantly turned into a scarlet sword with a scarlet blade and a blood-red ※ pattern engraved on the oval of the blade.
Xia Feng held the slender black handle of the knife, and his figure quickly swept out a path of blood-red light in the empty hall.
"Master, excessive swallowing of evil will lead to loss of sanity, please use me with caution."
A serious and crisp low voice sounded in his heart, Xia Feng smiled: "Don't worry, your master, I am not a golden gun." Fall! It will be no problem if you do it ten thousand times~"
With a thought in his mind, he once again soared in front of Wang Jue, holding the long knife high in his hand, and the evil force from the surrounding space rushed into the back of Xia Feng's hand. Forming a terrifying vortex of evil force.
Wang Jue’s pupils shrank and his eyes were fixed on the bloody knife in Xia Feng’s hand. Is this the shape of the princess’s blade? !
He was annoyed in his heart, but there was a sneer on his lips, not panicking.
"I want to see how you can deal with me."
The medicine he injected came from the Burning Heaven Temple. At the cost of his lifespan and sanity, his spiritual pressure can be temporarily greatly increased, and he can gain An ability called 'Happy Eyes'.
When he gets Huantong, Xia Feng will die.
During this ten seconds of being unable to move during the evolution process, he possessed astonishing defense power. The only risk point was that the medicine had a 15% chance of causing pathological changes. However, he did not believe that he could be so unlucky, and he happened to be hit. of this 15%.
While thinking, Wang Jue raised his head and met Xia Feng's eyes, and saw Xia Feng grinning:
"Look, this is how the princess uses it!"
Wang Jue: "?!"
Mo Dao hit Wang Jue in the middle of his head, still only causing some skin trauma to him. A small trace of blood overflowed from his forehead and disappeared into his bulging blood-red eyes.
After being stunned for a second, Wang Jue slowly grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears: "That's it?"
He will complete the evolution in two seconds!
Xia Feng blinked and was about to strike again, but saw Wang Jue's bulging eyes suddenly shrinking, covering his forehead and taking two steps back with a pale face. His smile was stiff and he stared at Xia Feng with an extremely frightened expression:
"Wha-what?!"
"Pfft-" He vomited blood and knelt down, clutching his chest tightly and with a ferocious look on his face, he began to scream horribly: "Ah Ahhh——"
Xia Feng took a step back to avoid the spilled blood, and said with a smile: "How about it, do you know how the princess used it?"
I saw the king's body was dark. His hair began to turn gray rapidly, and his handsome and mature face was aging visibly, with wrinkles showing gray spots. Amid the screams, his body hunched down. "Uh-uh-" Wang Jue opened his gray and shrunken lips, and his old arm like a dead tree branch slowly stretched out, trying to touch Mo Dao in front of him.
Xia Feng turned the Mo Dao over and put it behind his arm, looked down at the old man, thoughtfully:
"Did you fail to evolve? Well, I see, this is What is the princess's ability?"
Convert the evil force into misfortune, and then bestow misfortune on the target by hurting the target!
I can only say that it is so terrifying!
The only drawback is that the upper limit of Doom's transformation is linked to the master's spiritual pressure level.
To put it simply, the first level can increase the probability of bad luck by 10%.
Second level 20%
Third level 30%
“Ah ah ah——” Wang Jue lay on the ground, his hoarse voice was painful, he raised his head and glared with cloudy eyes. Looking at Xia Feng, "You bastard!"
He couldn't understand that when Xia Feng used the princess just now, he clearly absorbed a huge amount of evil power. Logically speaking, he would lose his mind and may develop physical diseases as a result.
But Xia Feng did not react at all abnormally.
But for him, he was almost successful, but the medicine suddenly caused lesions, completely destroying his body functions. His soul was also severely damaged, his spiritual pressure collapsed, and he was completely disabled.
Xia Feng turned over a small knife, walked to Wang Jue and squatted down.
“You-what are you doing!”
Wang Jue was completely panicked when he saw this, with a frightened expression and trembling lips, "Don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want!"
He never expected that, I will fall into the hands of this young boy.
Xia Feng went from level one to level two and then to level three. In the end, he even directly stole his princess. When he encountered such an evil thing, he should have turned around and ran away.
Instead of being confident that he wanted to kill Xia, he regretted it endlessly.
"Xia Feng, spare my life!"
Facing the sharp knife that was getting closer and closer, the calm posture of the superior Wang Jue completely collapsed, a humble smile begging for mercy appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his words were urgent, "Really! As long as you spare me, I will be your dog from now on." !”
“Money, power, women! I will give you whatever you want!”
Wang Jue was furious, “Yes, the princess is yours too! Play whatever you like!"
Xia Feng paused with his knife.
Wang Jue was stunned for a moment, and then quickly concealed the resentment and hatred that was almost revealed in his eyes. He became ecstatic and grinned: "Thank you——"
Before he finished speaking, his smile suddenly froze.
Because his daughter Li Hongdou walked to the side at some point, Xia Feng handed the knife to the girl.
The girl looked calm. Although her little hand holding the handle of the knife was shaking, she did not hesitate at all. She squatted down, crossed her fingers to hold the knife, and raised her arms sharply!
“No!!”
Deep down suddenly! ! !
The frightened voice suddenly stopped, and Wang Jue lay on the ground with blood-protruding eyes, a blood-red knife handle between his eyebrows, and he refused to rest in silence.
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Time goes back to one minute ago.
When the princess was born and opened her eyes, the sacred golden light soaring from the ground to the sky directly illuminated the dark night sky, dimming the solitary blood moon in the sky.
The people fighting in the Xuanwu Domain naturally saw the golden pillar reaching the sky in the direction of Pingshan Hospital.
The fierce fighting between nearly a hundred people gradually stopped. Everyone in the Holy Department looked at each other, and the Xuanwu Bureau leader's face darkened.
Bailong stared at the golden light in the sky angrily, and cursed secretly: "I just said that kid is unreliable! You still don't believe it!"
Zhao Jie retreated to the edge of the battlefield and wiped the corner of his mouth. Blood stains and a chuckle.
"Your Excellency Xuanwu, it's a pity that you lost."
(End of this chapter)