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Chapter 733 The Awakened Evil Spirit
Huo Tian, ​​who had lost face in front of all the staff, now knew that the cold wind was out of the city, but he didn't want to do anything about it.

Originally, these alchemists were all surly people, so Huo Tian didn't bother to care.

Right now, Huo Tian also wants to maximize the benefits of the blood slaves in his hands, and he doesn't want to care about whether the cold wind will stay or not.

These days, Huo Tian, ​​who treats this person like a guest, has had enough.
But Xu Ming quickly left the city, but he always kept a certain distance from the cold wind behind him.

Don't underestimate this little distance, but it makes the cold wind behind you feel as uncomfortable as a hundred claws scratching your heart.
The degree of refinement of that Doer Pill is unimaginable to Han Feng. Although the Doer Pill he refined can be regarded as a top-level pill, it is the same as the Doer Pill stored in the shop. It is undoubtedly a world of difference.

As the saying goes, it is an expert who looks at the way, and the refreshing medicinal fragrance alone is enough to show the level of this alchemist.

"Fellow Daoist, aren't you tired of following all this way?"

Xu Ming's cold voice came, and at the same time his figure stopped.

Han Feng sneered when he heard the words.

"It's disgusting to hide your head and show your tail like you."

"You know what I want."

"This fellow Taoist, forgive me for being stupid."

"The method of secondary refining of Doedan."

"I think you left that elixir there so high-profile, obviously you want to sell it for a good price"

"Since Fellow Daoist has said this, I dare to ask you what kind of price you can offer."

Xu Ming's words also moved Han Feng's heart, and he sneered immediately.

"The price is also easy to negotiate, as long as your life is enough"

The content of Han Feng's words is also clear at a glance, Han Feng came this time to kill Xu Ming.

As long as Xu Ming died, everything would become Han Feng's own.

He has walked this way step by step in the past, and Hanfeng is very familiar with the blood licking on the tip of a knife, such as killing people for money.

It's just that this time he miscalculated the huge gap between himself and the white-faced scholar in front of him. Although he had a few cards in his hand that could be called killer moves, it was simply impossible to threaten Xu Ming's life.

Seeing the sound of the cold wind falling, his hands were stretched out, and two swimming dragons rushed out from inside his sleeves.

The clanging sound also appeared along with the dragons, Xu Ming fixed his eyes and saw that the two dragons rushing out from the sleeves of Han Feng were actually two black cold iron chains.

And the ends of the chains were actually tied with two strange knives shaped like crescent moons, which made Xu Ming feel unimaginably sharp.

The cold wind that cast this strange chain knife also thought to himself.

"With these two magical weapons obtained at a high price on the black market, I will decide this kid's life today."

Back then, Han Feng almost used up all his life savings when he bought the strange chain knife. If he hadn't obtained the formula that could quickly refine the Du'er Pill, he might not have come to this remaining city at all.

And the power of this strange chain knife has been verified by the lives of many monks in the hole period, so Han Feng, who made an unreserved ultimate move when he made a move, was also imagining the miserable scene of the white-faced scholar being beheaded by an owl.

Driven by the cold wind, the strange chained knife turned out to be a ghost, coming and going like the wind, blocking all Xu Ming's escape routes in a panic.

Because the chain extended the distance of the scimitar, such a sharp weapon that can advance, attack, retreat and defend has also become the only way for Hanfeng to kill people and steal goods.

Although Han Feng doesn't understand the way of the sword, he can still show its due edge by using the training jade slips that go with this strange chain sword.

Xu Ming took two steps back, but the strange chain knife had already attacked him one after another.

It seems that the dilemma of not being able to look at each other has formed, but two muffled sounds can be heard.

Xu Ming collided with the strange chain knife with his fist, and he was shocked when he saw such a cold wind.

"This is impossible!!"

He has tried the sharpness of this strange chain knife before, and it can easily tear apart the body of a monk in the hole.

Even those cultivators at the cave stage who are proficient in body training can't withstand the three attacks of this strange chain knife.

The ominous spirit hidden in the scimitar is exactly the cold wind's greatest support.

It's just that although Xu Ming's punch slowed down the chain knife's attack on him, his fist was also cut open by the sharp aura with a deep and visible gash.

But at this moment, the cold wind moved his wrist and completely retracted the strange knife, and saw that he slowly swallowed the blood that seemed to be warm on the blade into his stomach.

"Friend Daoist, your blood tastes really good"

Such behaviors as Han Feng seem to be somewhat similar to those of the Yaozu, but Xu Ming's wounds began to fuse in a strange way.

However, in the blink of an eye, Xu Ming's wound healed and only a white mark remained. This scene in Han Feng's eyes finally transformed the contempt in his eyes into horror that could not be erased.

Bloodline inheritor!
The person who can heal his wounds at this speed, looking at the whole world and nine states, is the only bloodline inheritor.

And following Huo Tian these days, Han Feng even knew the strict hierarchy among bloodline inheritors.

Although he still doesn't know what kind of bloodline power is hidden in Huo Tian's body, the cold wind, who has seen the magic of various bloodline inheritors in the left city, is also inspired by this kind of opportunity from outside. What is morbid is obsession.

"Unexpectedly, you turned out to be a bloodline inheritor. It seems that this time I really entrusted you."

Han Feng seemed to be apologizing inside and out, but there was no sign of repentance in his face.

I saw that he carefully took out a small black bottle from the square inch ring, and immediately untied the yellow paper seal on it.

For a moment, the surrounding air was actually polluted by the breath erupting from the black bottle, and the cold wind carefully poured the reddish-brown powder in it onto the blade of the strange chain knife.

I saw that the strange knife seemed to be alive, and began to actively absorb the reddish-brown powder.

Its sharpness also increases geometrically as the reddish-brown powder disappears.

The strange chain knife that originally made people feel like cutting the skin, after completely absorbing the reddish-brown powder, it is so sharp that it is hard to see directly with the eyes.

And the whole blade was stained with blood. When Han Feng got the strange chain knife, the black bottle was sold to him by the unscrupulous profiteer like its companion creature.

After looking through countless classics, it seems that he has also found the best use for this reddish-brown powder.

As the reddish-brown powder was absorbed, the ominous spirit inside the strange chain knife was finally fully awakened!
(End of this chapter)