While Zhou Feng was focusing his attention elsewhere, Chen An also pointed the finger that condensed the magic to his seventh brother's forehead.
The art of enchantment and awakening of the mind can make people intoxicated. If it is to be completely cracked, naturally, the person who ties the bell needs to be able to untie the bell.
The glorious glory that still lingered in Chen Qi's mind finally completely dissipated.
Chen Qi was no longer obsessed with the throne of Chen Qi. From the beginning, he just wanted to kill those who had done harm to him. He didn't care much about the throne.
It was just because of Yingluo's magical power that he realized the great benefits of the throne, and Chen Qibian began to slowly become addicted to it.
When the demonic barrier in his mind was completely eliminated by Chen An's magic, Chen Qi also completely woke up.
"Brother Six, so this is what you were betting on?" However, after Chen An broke his obsession, Zhou Feng didn't feel much surprise.
He still said to Chen An, "What if you get rid of my obsession? All the princes of the Chen Empire, except you and me, were killed by me. After all, someone needs to inherit this throne, that is I don’t know, Sixth Brother, are you also interested in the throne?”
Although Chen Qi has stated many times before that he wants to share the world equally with his sixth brother Chen An, Chen An has always been ambiguous.
Chen An's attitude towards the throne is still a mystery to Chen Qi.
Zhou Feng also raised the Zhen'an Sword and Duanchen Sword in his hands and pulled Chen An away from him who suddenly approached him.
Because Chen An had concentrated all the immortal energy in his body on the previous finger, the immortal energy around his body was particularly weak at this moment.
When Zhou Feng repelled Chen An, the sides of Chen An's clothes were also scratched by the two swords held by Zhou Feng.
Chen An stepped on the flowing clouds and stepped back quickly.
There was a ticking sound, and Chen An lowered his head, looking at the blood dripping on his arm, and frowning.
Chen An looked up at his seventh brother again.
"Seventh brother, after so long, you... are the first person to hurt me. With the power of the demon pill, things are really different."
Chen An said this with no expression on his face, and no one showed any emotion, but Zhou Feng knew that there was something in Chen An's words.
"So, Sixth Brother, what do you want to say?" Zhou Feng also looked at Chen An who was retreating and looked at Chen An solemnly and asked.
"You can't sit on Da Chen's throne now."
Chen An this time turned his attention to the Zhen'an sword and Duanchen sword held in Zhou Feng's hands, and had a new plan.
"Why can't I sit down? I am also the prince of Dachen, so I am qualified. Brother Six, as long as you disappear, I will be even more qualified!"
Zhou Feng pointed the tip of the Duan Chen sword in his hand towards Chen An again, and the Duan Chen sword originally held in his hand also rushed towards Chen An's chest with great force.
The other hand holding the Zhen'an sword was once again filled with demonic energy, and the strange purple demonic power soon spread all over Zhou Feng's arms.
Chen An's eyes widened as he looked at the Duan Chenjian rushing toward him, his expression still as calm as ever.
"Seventh brother, since the demonic barrier in your heart has been broken, then it's my turn next."
Chen An cleverly moved the Liuyun Stepping Immortal Step under his feet. After turning over a few times, he kicked the Duanchen Sword filled with evil spirit into his hand.
In just an instant, the Duan Chen Sword, which was full of demonic energy, was covered with the fairy energy circulated by Chen An one by one.
Chen An turned over and stood up again, holding the Duan Chen Sword in his hand. The tip of the sword also met the tip of Zhen'an's sword that Zhou Feng was thrusting towards him, making a harsh buzzing sound.
At this moment, Chen Qi was very unhappy. Chen An kept going back and forth like this, which always made Chen Qi feel that Brother Six was deliberately delaying time with him.
But the father was already dead, and the other princes also died under his Chen Qi's sword.
He originally thought that Chen An had murderous intentions towards him and wanted to avenge Chen's emperor and the dead princes, but Chen Qi did not feel the murderous intention towards him in Chen An.
But every time he wanted to set foot on his father's high position, Chen An would come out to stop him.
This sixth brother definitely doesn't just want him to sit on the throne of Da Chen.
Chen An continued to use the Dust-breaking Sword to activate his immortal skills, while Zhou Feng held its Zhen'an Sword and kept resisting the sharp magical skills Chen An used at him.
This time, the swordsmanship was not as flexible and soft as the immortal technique Chen An used when holding his Zhen'an sword before. Instead, it imitated his swordsmanship and was much sharper.
The difference was the Zhen'an Sword that Chen Qi was holding in his hand at the moment. The Zhen'an Sword in his hand was full of demonic aura, as if he was consciously controlling Zhou Feng, changing his fierce attack style.
what happened? Zhou Feng also had a dark heart. Seeing that the seventh brother's use of the Zhen'an sword now showed half the traces of his previous use, Chen An also smiled.
"You see, your attacks are so fierce and fierce. Sometimes, they can hurt others as well as yourself."
At some point, Zhou Feng discovered that Chen An had scratched the front of his body with the Dust-breaking Sword, leaving traces.
But when Zhou Feng took a closer look at Chen An's body, he found that there were scratches from the Duan Chen Sword on the same place as his.
"Brother Six, have you preached enough? It's really annoying."
Chen Qi did not comment on what sixth brother Chen An said.
But Chen An was naturally non-committal about his seventh brother's displeasure.
Chen An continued to ask him, "Seventh brother, do you know what kind of person is suitable to sit on that throne?"
At this moment, the two of them were still grabbing each other's swords and hitting each other, but their verbal dispute continued unabated.
"Of course I don't know what kind of person is suitable for that throne, but I know that Chen Kan is not worthy, and neither is the dead prince. As for you and me, naturally, whoever wins will be the king or the bandit. Whoever wins will get the throne." of!"
Although Chen Qi has given up his obsession with the throne, he naturally does not want his sixth brother Chen An to be more powerful than himself. Of course he wants to continue this verbal dispute.
"Heart is at peace, mind is calm, discern right and wrong." Chen Qi once again wielded Chen An's Zhen'an sword and slashed at Chen An, but Zhou Feng also knew that with Chen An's magical skills, the sword in his hand, Naturally, it is impossible to defeat Chen An so easily.
"But, seventh brother, you don't. Although you hold the Sword of Anshen in your hand, you cannot effectively exert the power of the Sword of Anshen."
Chen Qi just thought that Sixth Brother's words were extremely funny, and said to Chen An, "I used demon power. Besides, this Zhen'an sword was originally your weapon. Naturally, I can't fully exert the power of this Zhen'an sword. Sixth Brother, are you kidding me?"
"However, even so, I can use my powerful demon power to activate your Zhen'an sword."
"What does it have to do with you whether I have these four points, Brother Six? Do you have them?"
Hearing what Sixth Brother Chen An said, Zhou Feng also changed his mind and said with a smile, "I thought that Sixth Brother was not a person who cared about reputation. I didn't expect that Sixth Brother would make such an excuse. It seems that Sixth Brother wanted to sit down. This throne? That’s why you’re so proud of yourself.”
Since Chen An prevented him from sitting on the throne, he naturally had to find an opportunity to ridicule his sixth brother.
After all, he had never seen Chen An look deflated in such a long time. He didn't know how Brother Six would react when he heard what he said.
Hearing the seventh brother's words, Chen An was stunned for a while, but soon returned to his calm expression.
"Seventh brother, with the support of the demonic energy, my confidence in speaking is much stronger than before."
Zhou Feng didn't want to waste any more time with Chen An, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, Sixth Brother, you don't want me to sit on this throne, and you don't want to sit on it either. What on earth do you want to do?"
The Zhen'an sword in Zhou Feng's hand exerted force again, and the demonic energy on it also wrapped around Chen An's body, binding Chen An's entire body.
"Of course, I want you, seventh brother, to understand the meaning of these eight characters..." Chen An took the Duan Chen Sword and imitated Zhou Feng's previous murderous swordsmanship, attacking Chen Qi without stopping.
Unknowingly, Chen Qi gradually began to imitate Chen An's previous swordsmanship.
The sword is flexible, edgeless, but contains great power. The hand holding the sword began to move slowly. Every move of the Zhen'an sword was slow but not late.
Whenever Chen An's murderous sword slashed down, Zhou Feng held the Zhen'an sword in his hand, but he could always take the murderous sword with precision.
When using the demonic energy to circulate the Zhen'an sword, Zhou Feng felt a sense of peace and tranquility in his heart.
The original force that drove the demon pill to circulate the demon power was anger, resentment, and unwillingness, but it also quietly changed slowly.
Chen Qi discovered that the demonic power of chilling aura had become particularly different from before.
The demonic aura that was originally scary when people got close to it was no longer eerie and spooky. It quietly changed when Zhou Feng kept turning the Zhen'an sword.
The demonic elixir energy in his body also began to feed back his own meridians, allowing his meridians to gradually recover after being damaged for twenty years.
The power of the damaged demon pill can actually be used to feed its master.
Zhou Feng naturally noticed the changes in the demon elixir in his body. Chen An looked at the changes in the meridians highlighted on Zhou Feng's hands and naturally knew what happened.
"A harmonious heart and a calm spirit will not only prevent yourself from harming yourself, but also help yourself. The person who sits on this throne should give roses to others with lingering fragrance in their hands, right?"
Under the influence of Zhen An Jian, the anger and resentment in Chen Qi's heart continued to decrease, and he even began to reflect on his previous actions.
But the father is dead, and the other princes have been killed by his demonic power, so it is naturally impossible to resurrect them.
In fact, when the person he hated had died, the hatred in Chen Qi's heart had been reduced by half.
He just lost his direction for a moment and didn't know where he should go, so he decided to reach a high position in the palace.
Chen An's figure suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, but Brother Six actually turned into a wisp of breath and entered the Zhen'an sword.
"Now that you understand the meaning of the throne, you can sit on this throne, and the people of the Chen Empire will be entrusted to you."
Chen An smiled, "I am originally the Zhen'an Sword Spirit, Zhen'an Sword, and originally the Dingguo Yijian, the seventh brother. So, can we consider the throne equally divided?"
After saying that, Chen An's figure disappeared, and the Zhen An sword automatically returned to the center of the Chen Sword Furnace.
Chen Qi could not forget these words for a long time. He had given up his obsession and no longer wanted the throne, but wanted to leave the palace.
Now Zhen'an Sword Spirit's words are like shackles, locking him in the imperial palace of the Chen Empire, with nowhere to escape.
He was the only one left in the entire Dachen royal family. Zhen'an Jianxi told him that he could never leave the palace again.
He can only stay here forever, spend the rest of his life, and spend the rest of his life to atone for his crime of cruelty and murder.
"Okay... okay... you are really my good sixth brother!" Zhou Feng laughed loudly, and he also walked towards the throne called the Shackles with heavy steps.
