Zhou Feng stared at his sixth brother Chen An. The Zhen'an Sword used softness to overcome strength, forcing the Duanchen Sword's demonic killing power to retreat.
It was obvious that the demon elixir had been condensed again, and even the demonic power was much stronger. However, when his Dust-breaking Sword met Chen An's Dust-breaking Sword again, the demonic power did not seem to have much effect.
Zhou Feng shouted, grabbed the Duan Chen Sword, and pushed Chen An with all his strength.
Chen An looked at his seventh brother Chen Qi and said to him calmly.
"Although I don't know why there is a demon pill in your body, from the brief fight between you and me, I found that your control of this demon power is not stable."
After hearing what Sixth Brother Chen An said, Zhou Feng's heart became darker and darker, "So, Sixth Brother, what do you want to do?"
Among all the princes, the sixth brother Chen An is undoubtedly the most unpredictable. Although his demon power is treacherous, he, as Chen Qi, has no idea how powerful Chen An's magic is.
"That's all, the master said that I shouldn't be involved in these worldly things, but after all, I am still my father's son and a subject of Da Chen. It will be difficult to escape from this vortex."
Chen An put his hands on the Zhen'an sword, raised his eyes, and said to his seventh brother.
"If you want this imperial power, then the last step is to get rid of me. I wonder what you, seventh brother, will do?"
Chen An handed the Zhen'an sword to Zhou Feng. Zhou Feng also stared at him, his voice dark, "Brother Six, what do you mean?"
The reason why he proposed to share the throne equally with Chen An naturally had his own selfish motives. First, Chen An's reputation was extremely high in the hearts of the people.
So he, Chen Qi, needs Chen An.
In less than a day, Chen Kan died suddenly, and news of the death of many princes would spread to the people.
Chen Qi naturally needs Chen An to calm his reputation, and as for himself, he naturally wants to keep this power firmly in his own hands.
The bitter and dark life of these twenty years always told Chen Qi that only by holding huge power in his own hands would he not let others control him.
Seeing Brother Six take the initiative to hand the Zhen'an Sword into his hand, Chen Qi didn't hesitate too much.
He chuckled, "Brother Six, now that my men have been stained with so much blood, I naturally don't mind one more. Brother Six, since you took the initiative to hand over the Zhen'an sword, I naturally have to follow suit." I understand your wishes, Brother Six."
Chen Qi took the Zhen'an sword from the hand of the sixth prince Chen An, and with the other hand, he also grasped the Duanchen sword in his hand.
He activated the demon elixir in his body, and the Zhen'an sword, which was originally full of fairy aura, instantly transformed into a purple demon aura full of violence.
Chen An listened to the cruel words put down by his seventh brother, and still smiled calmly, "Although my sword is in your hand at this moment, your hostility is so strong, you... are no match for me. "
Although Chen An's tone was extremely dull, Zhou Feng could feel that Chen An was very confident.
He didn't seem worried at all that Chen Qi would use his Zhen'an sword to do something bad to him.
"Hey, Sixth Brother, don't talk too much, or you'll slip your tongue."
After Zhou Feng finished speaking, he also raised the Zhen'an Sword and Duanchen Sword in his hands and slashed at Chen An.
Chen Qi's two swords were naturally not as destructive as those used against other princes. Seeing this move, Chen An also smiled, "It seems that I made the right bet."
When Chen Qi heard Chen An's words, he always felt that something was wrong, "Chen An, what do you mean by this?!"
The reason why Zhou Feng didn't use those harmful tricks on Chen An was naturally because Chen An was different from all the other princes in this palace.
At least, Chen An would never act according to the circumstances and collude with those people. To such people, he still gave Chen Qi the respect he deserved.
But since Chen An insisted on standing on his opposite side, he, Zhou Feng, would of course have to kill off those who stood in his way of Chen Qi.
The Duanchen Sword and Zhen'an Sword, which carried the demonic energy, were also constantly swimming in Chen An's moving body.
However, the Liuyun Stepping Immortal Step under Chen An's feet was particularly sensitive. A large amount of demonic energy used by Zhou Feng was skillfully dodged by Chen An every time it passed by Chen An.
Chen An's body was also surrounded by immortal energy, and his steps were as light as a swimming dragon, making him smile in surprise.
When the Zhen'an sword and the Duanchen sword were swung by Zhou Feng in an orderly manner and stabbed at Chen An, Chen An could always stretch out his hands and use some magical techniques that Chen Qi had never understood to remove the demonic energy from the swords one by one. Dissolved.
Immediately, Chen An was able to turn around and hit the Zhen'an sword and Duanchen sword that were filled with evil spirit by Zhou Feng.
The skills in Chen An's hands were changing endlessly. In just a few breaths, Zhou Feng felt that the two swords in his hands were as heavy as a piece of scrap metal. It was difficult to perform the sword skills, and they pressed him and kept retreating. .
Chen Qi couldn't see clearly the footwork of Sixth Brother's feet. Before he knew it, Sixth Brother's left foot had already caught the Duanchen Sword.
Chen An's palms also took advantage of the situation to press Zhou Feng's arms, preventing Zhou Feng's demonic power from being released to a large extent.
The held Duchen Sword also lost its demonic aura as Chen An kept chanting the magic spells.
Zhou Feng wanted to use the huge power of the demon pill again to throw Chen An away who was close to him.
Chen Qi also pressed his sixth brother's wrist with his backhand, and was about to implement what he wanted in his heart, but he found that the demonic energy in his veins was diminishing at an extremely fast speed!
Zhou Feng suddenly raised his head and stared at Chen An's eyes again, only to see Chen An smile slyly.
"Seventh brother, have you forgotten that the magic of immortality is originally about defeating demons. I have the upper hand in this round. Besides, your demon elixir has been dissolved by me once before."
"Now, although your demon elixir has appeared again because of your strong obsession, the power of your demon elixir is ultimately unstable."
After Chen An finished speaking, he kicked the Duan Chen Sword out of Chen Qi's hand, and then kicked Zhou Feng's hand holding the Zhen'an Sword with another kick.
Chen Qi, whose demon power was suppressed, had no choice but to give up the two swords in his hands to avoid Chen An's new tricks on him.
Zhou Feng also raised his hands to resist like Chen An. The fairy aura of the elegant green smoke and the mysterious purple demonic aura were also exchanged back and forth in their hands. Between offense and defense, the sound of wind in the air was shaken. A rustling sound.
"Seventh brother, you have just gathered the demon elixir not long ago, and you are able to master this demonic power with ease. Sixth brother really admires you."
Chen An's expression was still elegant, but the immortal energy in his hands was still dancing vigorously.
Chen Qi, naturally still remembers what Sixth Brother said before. It seems that I made the right bet.
"Brother Six, aren't you confident about everything? Why, do you still need to gamble?"
Although Chen An was fighting with him at the moment, Chen Qi always felt that Sixth Brother didn't mean this.
Hearing Zhou Feng's words, Chen An also smiled and said to his seventh brother again.
"Tao is ruthless but affectionate, and people are complex after all."
"You hated your father and the people who hurt you, so you killed all the other princes, although you were cruel and ruthless."
"But you let go of the palace maids and attendants who beat and humiliated you. You only threatened them but did not harm their lives. This is compassionate."
"I handed the Zhen'an sword to you and asked you to point it at me with my sword. Although the demonic aura on the Zhen'an sword and Duanchen sword is strong, your moves are not as cruel as before. , but gained a little bit of righteousness.”
"Look, there are still true feelings that you care about in this palace, right?"
Chen An looked into Chen Qi's eyes, and the smile on his lips was quite intriguing, as if he wanted to see through his seventh brother, Chen Qi.
"Ha! Chen An, do you think you know me very well? How long have you been in the palace? How long have you been back in the palace?"
When Chen Qi heard this, he was also dismissive, "So what, what you said can still shake my determination to take the throne of Chen! It's absolutely impossible!"
"As long as there is love, it is possible."
Originally, Chen An was a little worried that his seventh brother Chen Qi would be completely controlled by the power of the demon pill and become a slave controlled by the demon pill instead of its master.
Since the previous demon pill could be dissolved by the power of Yinghuohuoxin, it proves that under the influence of Yinghuohuoxin, although the seventh brother still had hatred for his father, in the end, Chen Qi also gained the respect his father had for him. Son's recognition.
In the end, the seventh brother's heart still had a crack called love.
If this is the case, then the last finger he prepared may be able to completely break the demonic barrier that has been hidden in the seventh brother's heart for a long time.
For Chen Qi, that demonic barrier was the pain and fear he had suffered in the palace for twenty years.
Therefore, Chen Qicai wanted these supreme powers to cover up the fear in his heart.
"It's so ridiculous!" What Chen Qi hates the most is when someone tries to figure out his thoughts without authorization.
This anger once again strengthened Zhou Feng's demon power, so Zhou Feng once again broke free from the control of Chen An's arms, interrupting Chen An's magical spells.
Zhou Feng made fists with both hands and hit his elbow, forcing Chen An to run back.
Although Chen An frowned, the smile at the corner of his mouth did not shrink.
Zhou Feng was naturally unhappy when he saw this smile, because no matter how you looked at it, Chen An looked like he was sure of victory. How could he, Chen Qi, be happy?
This time, the direction Chen An was staring at was no longer the seventh brother's eyes, but the seventh brother's forehead and heart.
Immortal energy gathered under his feet again, and countless small whirlwinds spread around Chen An's feet. This time, his Immortal Steps on Flowing Clouds were naturally faster than before!
Chen An rushed towards Zhou Feng again. This time, his whole body was like a sharp sword, stabbing at Zhou Feng.
Zhou Feng then did the same and once again used his demonic power to summon the Duanchen Sword and Zhen'an Sword that had been kicked away into his hands.
This time, Chen An concentrated all the power of immortal magic on the tip of his finger.
He brushed the sword across his body, deflected the two demonic swords, and finally pointed the last finger he had prepared at the forehead of his seventh brother Chen Qi.
"A leaf blinds the eyes, and a yellow beam wakes up from a dream, broken!" The throne that surrounded Chen Qi's mind seemed to be no longer important after this finger, and the temptation of imperial power no longer attracted him.
