Watching the invincible King Deng Ying fall in front of him a month ago, Feng Qi felt extremely happy.

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, his strength has improved visibly to the naked eye.

After the first level of the magic sword was unsealed, it took him a month to adapt to the weight of the magic sword, and it was only now that he could barely wield the magic sword again.

But even if it is barely swung, the first level of unsealed magic sword possesses unimaginable power.

Looking at King Deng Ying who was still struggling and trying to stand up, Feng Qi decided to reap the spoils.

Carrying the magic knife on his shoulder, he stepped up to King Deng Ying.

The magic sword was raised at this moment.

Accompanied by the roar of the wind, the magic knife pressed down with unrivaled force.

Facing a fatal blow, King Deng Ying struggled and raised his hands, trying to resist the attack.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound sounded.

The magic knife was like a small mountain pressing down on its head, instantly breaking off King Deng Ying's arms and hitting its chest with unabated force.

King Deng Ying's eyes were widened, his chest was sunken and sunk, while other parts of his body were bulging like inflated rubber balls.

Snapped!

Green liquid splash.

At this moment, Feng Qi's right hand holding the sword shook, and the lines on the surface of the magic sword lit up one after another.

The picture freezes and time seems to slow down at this moment.

The splashing green liquid suddenly stopped in the air, and flew backwards as if going back in time, gathering towards the magic knife and wrapping it up.

While the magic knife absorbed King Deng Ying's life force, it continuously injected a refreshing feeling into Feng Qi's body, traveling inside his body and nourishing his internal organs and meridians.

This feeling lasted for about a minute and then faded away.

Looking down at the shriveled Deng Ying King, Feng Qi put the magic knife on his right shoulder and calmly turned around to look at the surrounding Deng Ying Life.

The king's death made these lamplight beings restless and kept shouting "Jili".

The larger Deng Yingsheng took the lead in attacking Feng Qi.

As if the horn of attack had been blown, a large number of lanterns and beings held up dark green stone pillars, roaring and attacking in groups.

The jet-black armor that wrapped Feng Qi's body exuded black mist, surrounding Feng Qi's body.

Feng Qi raised the magic knife high at this moment, and then slammed it to the ground.

boom!

The violent air flow blew in all directions, and the lives of those short lanterns were blown away on the spot.

As he raised his hand, the magic knife was lifted up and swept horizontally.

This blow broke a five-meter-tall lantern in half, causing green juice to splash.

As the body twisted, the magic knife switched from the right hand to the left hand, and the left hand swept across.

His life was smashed away several times. The moment he was hit by the magic knife, his life was already determined.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Qi moved his body, using his back and waist to exert force. His body was like a taut bowstring. Every time he slashed, he concentrated the power of his whole body and transmitted it to his arms, suddenly bursting out.

In the first level of unlocked state, Feng Qi has not yet completely controlled the magic sword, and each swing is very difficult, but there is no doubt about the strength of the magic sword.

Even a random slash cannot be stopped by these lamps and creatures.

In the words of the magic sword, if he throws the magic sword casually now, none of these lamps and living beings can lift the magic sword.

Feng Qi, who had a complete advantage in strength, was like a god of death.

While his physical strength was being exhausted violently, he was crushing the besieging Deng Ying's life like a torrent.

The battle lasted for more than ten minutes, and Deng Ying's life apparently lost its fighting spirit and began to fade away like a tide.

In this regard, Feng Qi did not catch up, nor did he have the physical strength to pursue it.

When the black battle armor turned into liquid and returned to the magic sword, Feng Qi was covered in sweat. He punched the magic sword on the ground and gasped for air.

Fighting with a magic knife is like off-roading with a heavy load, a complete squeeze on your physical strength.

He just felt his mouth was dry.

At this time, the magic knife trembled, and green liquid suddenly gathered from all around, and the cool feeling wandered through Feng Qi's body again.

The fatigue gradually dissipated.

After resting for a while, Feng Qi dragged the remains of King Deng Ying back to the lake, then cut down some branches nearby, piled them up and said:

"Brother Dao, make a fire."

The magic knife didn't respond. A wisp of black mist floated out from the tip of the knife and landed on the bonfire. Suddenly, the flames rose and burned violently.

After getting a stone pot that was carved by his own hands and was as big as a basin, Feng Qi also got water from the lake, then cut off the spiritual fruit on King Deng Ying's head, and took some body parts, mixed them together and boiled them.

After a while, the liquid in the stone pot started bubbling.

The fragrance spreads quickly.

Feng Qi felt warm all over after eating this meal.

The meat of Deng Yingwang is like a mushroom. When chewed, the oil and water of the juice are squeezed out from the meat. The soup base after boiling is also very delicious.

The only problem was that after eating, Feng Qi found that his mouth was numb.

This mushroom is poisonous!

Fortunately, his body was strong enough, and the numbness faded quickly after lasting for several hours.

After eating and drinking, Feng Qi picked up the magic knife and walked towards the west direction of the Dengying Field.

He planned to end this stop at the Deng Ying Field.

The Deng Ying King is dead, and the remaining Deng Ying clan will not be a match for humans at all. When the construction of the Star City West Supply Zone is completed, this field will become one of the resource supply areas of Star City. It is not difficult to conquer it.

Two days later.

Feng Qi's figure passed through the dark green domain field barrier and appeared in the outside world.

What caught my eyes was the pouring rain. I looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds rolling in. There was a faint purple arc flashing across the sky, making a "rumbling" sound.

Walking into the rain, Feng Qi's clothes quickly got wet.

Looking down at the torn shirt on his body, Feng Qi thought for a while and decisively pulled off his shirt.

This piece of clothing had already been damaged due to successive battles, especially when the magic knife was swung, the huge force tore the piece of clothing several times.

Now it hangs on my body like a piece of pieced together cloth, so I might as well throw it away.

With his naked upper body strong and well-proportioned, Feng Qi walked towards the west in the direction of the raindrops.

In the next three months, Feng Qi crossed two realms one after another.

Fighting non-stop has significantly improved his control over the magic sword.

His physical fitness has also become stronger and stronger under the feedback of the killing with the magic sword.

At first, Feng Qi ran for a while carrying the magic knife in the first unsealed state, and he had to stop and rest out of breath. However, as his physical fitness improved, the effect of weight-bearing training became better and better, and his strength increased significantly.

The journey carrying the magic sword is like carrying a small mountain on your back, every step is growth.

On this day, when Feng Qi finished challenging the overlord of the third domain and was sitting on a high cliff to rest, the magic sword that had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke in his mind:

"Boy, now that you have gradually adapted to the first level of unsealing, it's time to learn the sword skills that suit you."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Knife skills are the killing skills that he must come into contact with as he grows up mastering the magic sword.

Just relying on the weight of the magic knife to smash it is very effective against low-end combat power, but it will be difficult to deal with high-end combat power.

None of those high-end combat powers can fly into the sky and escape from the earth.

Only the sword skills combined with the magic sword can effectively deal with these enemies who have mastered special abilities.

In the days that followed, Feng Qi retreated on the cliff and began to learn sword skills from the magic sword.

The first thing he came into contact with was the basic sword skills of the magic sword.

In the story of the Demon Sword, because the Demon Sword he forged was different from those of previous generations of sword holders, he could not use many combat skills at all and needed to find his own path.

For example, the magic knife in the hands of the sword holder in front can be used in addition to chopping, stabbing, stabbing, cutting, etc.

But the magic sword in his hand is obviously not suitable for this type of sword skill.

How to solve this problem, Mo Dao has already designed a perfect plan.

Mo Dao planned to let him create his own sword technique.

The route of creating your own knife skills is difficult, but it is also the path chosen by many knife masters before.

The biggest advantage of the self-made knife technique is that it can perfectly fit the shape of the magic knife in your hand, exerting perfect combat power without any discomfort.
To be continued...