"What?!"
Seeing Qin Changsheng actually taking his sword with murderous intent, Ye Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at the scene in front of him.
A mortal warrior actually took a sword infused with his magic power!
This was incredible and far beyond his expectation.
Moreover, Qin Changsheng's body also exuded a terrifying murderous aura, and seeing the blood-red murderous aura materialize made Ye Feng even more horrified.
With such a strong murderous rage, how much blood must be stained on his hands to condense such a substantial murderous spirit?
He stared at Qin Changsheng with his blazing eyes, and the magic sword in his hand was shining with crystal light: "You actually took one of my swords, with such a strong killing and murderous aura, and that evil aura, you are the devil. man of?"
Ye Feng stared at Qin Changsheng, never expecting that Qin Changsheng was actually a demonic person, and he was such a monster that he could take his magic sword with the cultivation of a mortal warrior!
He stared at the Nine-Yin Demonic Snake Sword in Qin Changsheng's hand for a moment, and felt the extraordinary power of the Nine-Yin Demonic Snake Sword in Qin Changsheng's hand, and its evil aura was too strong.
He felt that perhaps Qin Changsheng's greatest contribution in being able to cross the gap between mortal warriors and monks and take on his powerful sword lay in the sword in his hand.
In fact, this sword is indeed indispensable.
Although the weapon spirit of the Nine Yin Demon Snake Sword forcibly tore up the soul contract with the Rakshasa Saint and defected to Qin Changsheng, it suffered backlash and the weapon spirit fell into a deep sleep.
But the evil spirit of the sword itself is still astonishing, and its power cannot be underestimated. It has greatly improved Qin Changsheng's strength.
If it weren't for the Nine Yin Demon Snake Sword, it wouldn't have been so easy for Qin Changsheng to take Ye Feng's sword head-on.
Ye Feng stared at Qin Changsheng, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Seeing that Qin Changsheng didn't reply, he spoke again: "I didn't expect that you are actually a person of the devil's way, and you have such strong strength. No wonder you dare to go toe-to-toe with that guy Jianhen. It turns out that it was the flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple. You are A disciple of which demonic sect?"
Ye Feng stared at Qin Changsheng and slightly restrained his murderous intent.
Qin Changsheng stood with his sword tilted. When he heard Ye Feng's words, his eyes suddenly condensed. Hearing what the other party meant, he seemed to be a member of the Demon Sect!
Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but on the surface he remained calm. His figure was low and hoarse, and he said with murderous intent: "Don't you know that before asking someone for their identity, you should introduce yourself first?"
Ye Feng was startled when he heard the words, and then a ray of light suddenly bloomed in his eyes. Qin Changsheng did not directly deny what he just said. In his opinion, it seemed to be acquiescence.
His eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ye is rude, Ye is from the Wuji Demon Sect, and is under the command of the Wuji Holy Son. I wonder which sect you are from?"
When Qin Changsheng heard the other party's words, he pretended to hesitate, then raised his eyes to look at the other party, and said solemnly: "Rakshasa Palace, under the command of the Rakshasa Saint!"
Behind him, Wang Mang couldn't help but tremble when he heard the words, and stared at Qin Changsheng. Is he really a demon? !
"Rakshasa Palace?"
Hearing Qin Changsheng's words, Ye Feng was immediately startled. He stared at Qin Changsheng and said, "You are actually a person under the command of the Rakshasa Saint? The Rakshasa Saint has always been aloof and arrogant. She is always alone, and she actually recruits followers. ?Brother Qin, please don’t try to trick me. My holy son has always admired the Rakshasa Saint and knows her very well. I have also had a relationship with the Rakshasa Saint and admired her grace. Brother Qin said that he is What credentials do you have for being a Rakshasa saint?"
Qin Changsheng snorted coldly and said mockingly: "You don't even recognize the sword in my hand, how can you say you have admired the grace of a saint?!"
"The sword in your hand?"
Hearing Qin Changsheng's words, Ye Feng was suddenly stunned. His eyes subconsciously fell on the Nine Yin Demonic Snake Sword in Qin Changsheng's hand. He looked at it carefully, and then seemed to think of something. Suddenly his pupils shrank and he said with an incredulous expression: "This is... the Rakshasa Saint's natal demon sword, the Nine Yin Demonic Snake Sword?!"
"Hmph, you are quite knowledgeable. It seems that you have indeed seen the grace of my saint, and you can actually recognize this sword!"
Qin Changsheng snorted coldly.
Ye Feng took a deep breath and stared at the Nine Yin Demonic Snake Sword in Qin Changsheng's hand. His eyes were always full of strong shock, and his heart was filled with turmoil. He said in disbelief: "The Rakshasa Saint actually handed over her own demonic sword. Here you go, what is your relationship with the Rakshasa Saint? The magic weapon of your destiny is very important. No one will hand over your own magic weapon to others at will, unless the relationship between the two is really extraordinary. You are definitely not the Rakshasa Saint. Follower, who are you and what is your relationship with the Rakshasa Saint?"
Ye Feng stared at Qin Changsheng with burning eyes, and the waves in his heart were difficult to calm down.
"Hmph, you are not qualified to know, and there is no need to know, what is the relationship between me and Her Majesty the Saint. There are some things that the more you know, the faster you will die. Don't you know?"
"As long as you know that we are actually on the same side, that's enough, isn't it?"
Qin Changsheng snorted coldly and said with murderous intent.
Ye Feng was startled when he heard the words, then nodded and said: "Brother Qin's words are reasonable. This time it's me, Meng Lang. Brother Qin, don't be surprised. This sword can indeed prove Brother Qin's identity from the Rakshasa Palace. Haha, Rakshasa The temple has always been close to my Wuji Demon Sect, but it seems that we have really flooded the Dragon King Temple this time, and what happened just now was all a misunderstanding, so please don’t blame me, Brother Qin."
Qin Changsheng snorted coldly and said nothing.
When Ye Feng saw this, he complained in his heart, secretly thinking that Qin Changsheng had quite a temper, but considering that the other party came from the Rakshasa Hall and had an extraordinary relationship with the Rakshasa Saint, he didn't say anything.
"What do you want to do when you are lurking in the Shaoqing Sword Sect?"
Qin Changsheng glanced at Ye Feng and asked.
The reason why he followed the trend and pretended to be a follower of the Rakshasa Saint was actually to lower Ye Feng's vigilance and defense and wait for an opportunity to give him a fatal blow.
At the same time, he also wanted to see what the other party's purpose was lurking in the Shaoqing Sword Sect.
Although he just took Ye Feng's sword, in fact, he just suffered a small loss.
He seemed to have blocked the opponent's sword easily, but in fact, the energy and blood in his body surged violently, and he suppressed a mouthful of blood without spitting it out.
A monk is a monk after all, and the intensity of magic power is much higher than that of true energy.
No matter how deep his knowledge is and how strong his true energy is, it is definitely not a wise move to collide with the opponent head-on.
He was able to kill Gu Buyu and Jianhen before, all by relying on his rich combat experience and combat skills, and by devious guerrilla attacks, and finally looked for opportunities to injure and kill the opponent in one fell swoop.
But just now, he had to bite the bullet and hit the opponent's sword head-on, otherwise, Wang Mang would definitely fall under the opponent's sword!
