All of a sudden!
Countless strange powers were concentrated on the handle of the knife.
Through the touch of Ye Feng's palm, everything gathered in his palm.
If Ye Feng were distracted, they might really break through and flow into his body along his palms and arms.
——Buzz!
Ye Feng flicked his wrist, and a burst of true energy was suppressed in the palm of his hand, and he faced it tit for tat.
That strange force was different from true energy, but more like a fresh and unknown life. It was also like a surging river, impacting Ye Feng's defense line again and again.
"How's it going?" Jiang Weiguo had seen the power of this demonic sword and reminded worriedly, "Don't force it, otherwise you will be possessed and you will be in trouble!"
After all, with Ye Feng's strength, once he goes crazy, who here can control him?
As he said that, Jiang Weiguo did not forget to press the barrel of his gun tightly, preparing to knock Ye Feng out immediately as long as he went crazy.
At this moment, everyone was looking at Ye Feng nervously, fearing that he would be backlashed by the Japanese demon sword.
"It doesn't matter!"
Ye Feng continued to use his own Qi to form high pressure and injected it back into the handle of the knife.
At this moment, two different forces intertwined.
--boom!
The next second, Ye Feng's head sank, as if his body had been snatched away, and his whole person fell into nothingness.
"Huh!? Where is this!?"
Ye Feng couldn't help being surprised when he saw this.
The surrounding environment has undergone tremendous changes.
It turned out that Ye Feng was in the bedrooms of Fengtian Mansion and Jiang Weiguo.
But now, Ye Feng seemed to be in a wasteland, with the surroundings dark and scary.
Hua Guodong and the others also disappeared within his sight.
Ye Feng was alone, walking in this void.
Gradually I realized that I seemed to be in an illusion.
It should be related to the strange power in the demon knife that he just came into contact with.
--call!
At this moment, there was a strong wind blowing around.
Countless strands of strange power were like dark clouds, overwhelming the sky and attacking towards him.
--boom! boom! boom!
Those strange powers surrounded Ye Feng unscrupulously, penetrating his body and impacting his will.
Ye Feng's left and right limbs were weak, his whole body was weak and unable to resist at all.
"Oops!"
Ye Feng suddenly realized that he was trapped in an illusion and his power must have been suppressed in some way.
In essence, it is your own willpower that is affected by it and becomes weak.
Every impact from the surroundings suppresses everything within oneself.
If you continue like this, your body will most likely become a puppet, and its behavior will be affected by this strange force.
"No! We can't continue like this!"
Ye Feng's body, bearing the impact again and again, seemed to be riddled with holes.
What's worse is that this also puts great pressure on Ye Feng's psychology and creates a shadow, which makes him no longer confident in himself.
Instinctively, he is afraid of this strange external force.
"I have to find myself!"
Ye Feng realized that he could no longer be affected by the illusions around him and must calm down and find his true self.
Immediately, Ye Feng closed his eyes and remained unmoved despite the impact from around him.
"If you let him be strong, he will be strong, and the breeze will blow on the mountains; if he is allowed to be unruly, the bright moon will shine on the river!"
Ye Feng closed his eyes and concentrated.
His hands slowly pressed on his waist.
"Here comes the sword!"
Although empty-handed.
But the moment Ye Feng opened his eyes, the sword energy in his hand was everywhere, shining brightly in Jiuzhou!
"break!!!"
——Crackling!
The illusion around him began to shatter like glass.
The real world once again appeared before our eyes.
Chapter 297 Suppression
