Chapter 595 (1/2)

In addition to the two Obsidian eyes taken out by himself, there are only two deep, black eyes left. In other places, I can't find any traces that I have destroyed.

As if he had never hurt him.

”This is not a fairyland,” He Feng murmured with a frown.

Although he didn't know what force caused what happened in front of him, he could clearly affirm that everything in front of him happened in reality with the surrounding environment.

Because fantasy can't create such a large-scale falsehood.

It may be limited to one place, but it can't build a city with millions of people.

Because the energy consumed in that way is not what a fantasy can have.

With this skill, I've been fighting for a long time. I don't need to play with these empty head and brain things.

At this time, he Feng suddenly noticed that the spring water gushing from the sculpture gradually became blackened, and wisps of black smoke dispersed and lingered around.

It looks weird.

”No matter what you are, even if you can recover once, twice, three or four times, I'll spend it with you now. I'll see what you are.” He Feng raised Xuanyuan sword and said with a sneer.

Then he jumped into the air.

It was more than 1000 meters away from the fountain before he stopped. At this time, he Feng detected with spiritual knowledge that Liu Qingyan and Xing Yuanyuan had left here for more than 10 kilometers.

He put his heart down and a sword appeared in his hand. The cadre is mo Ye. He Feng is holding the cadre in his hand.

Although these two swords are not as good as Xuanyuan sword, they are still extraordinary. He Feng vaguely feels sick when he holds them in his hand.

Because there is something creepy and cold in this sword!

That is to cast a sword with human blood or human bones.

It is said that when the two swords were forged, after three years of ironmaking, the iron remained unchanged and could not be melted into molten iron. When the dry general was anxious, he jumped into the furnace according to the records of ancient books.

Then the iron melted and cast into two swords!

At the moment, he Feng's hand is the sword made of cast iron. It's not very good. Now the material of any fruit knife is much better than him.

But the mark of history can give him more things!

In addition, Yuan Tiangang had nothing to do to engrave runes on the sword, so that over time, under the immersion of true Qi for a long time, the sword vaguely gave birth to the sword spirit.

Although it is only a vague spirit body that does not even have its own consciousness.

But in the cultivation world, it is also the only one for scorpions to shit!

Few can match, so he Feng usually puts this sword in the space and doesn't call him, because compared with Xuanyuan sword, this sword is too durable.

Xuanyuan sword is made of the iron contained in the meteorite. Only from the material, it is not comparable to this cadre. It is inevitable that he Feng will not take it to heart.

However, due to the sword spirit, when you do fine work and don't need too much lethality, the cadre is much better than Xuanyuan sword.

At the moment when the cadre was pulled out, Xuanyuan sword made a sound of dissatisfaction. It seemed that Xuanyuan sword had some dissatisfaction.

At this time, looking at the angel statue in the middle of the fountain below, he Feng suddenly thought that he didn't even have a meat shield this time. How uncomfortable?