In the Blade

The gray-black phoenix was very anxious at the moment.

As for the reason for the anxiety, it was naturally because of the phantom sword nailed in its chest. Originally, it thought that the sword would disappear directly after Du Chengfeng walked away - after all, it had seen it all the way when it was chasing him. Every time Du Chengfeng threw the sword, if it was dodged, the sword would disappear out of thin air after flying far away, and return to Du Chengfeng's hand.

So why didn't the phantom sword go back this time?

Obviously, Du Chengfeng didn't know where he ran to, but the phantom sword was still nailed in its chest. The deep hatred from the blade made it feel the threat of death even though it had already ascended to heaven.

Thoughts can't be killed, it has been shouting like this all the time.

But is it really unkillable?

Perhaps death is a good thing for it now, because the phantom sword nailed to its chest is torturing it every moment, and the deep hatred has overflowed from the sharp blade - but the sword is not so eager to kill it, but is slowly torturing it, nailing the pain into its heart and into the depths of its consciousness.

Pain, too painful.

It really hurts too much.

If it were still alive, this heart-wrenching pain would have been enough to kill it on the spot, but now it has shed its mortal body, which makes it unable to die. The pain is so severe that it can't even spread its wings and fly high. That long life has become eternal torture at this moment.

At this time, a big hand pulled it down from mid-air.

"Who are you?"

Enduring the intense pain, the gray-black phoenix looked up at the figure in front of it.

It looked like just an ordinary swordsman, how could it know such a small person - but the problem is, how could such a small person have the ability to catch it from mid-air?

Not to mention this familiar feeling...

"Is it you?"

At this moment, the gray-black phoenix vaguely saw an ugly face made of bronze from the unfamiliar face in front of it.

But this time, it didn't even have the strength to resist.

"Kill me."

The gray-black phoenix collapsed directly, but didn't even struggle.

"Go ahead, at least give me a quick death."

"That can't be done."

Holding the gray-black phoenix in one hand, Yinren Wu Zhao just shook his head.

"You can train yourself to this point, at least you have the qualifications to become food... Since you are useful, how can I kill you?"

As he said this, Wu Zhao tore off one of the gray-black fire phoenix's legs.

The gray-black fire phoenix thought it should be terrified, but now it didn't even feel terrified. The severe pain tortured its consciousness and tore its will, which made it lose the strength to think.

Until the big hand pressed on the hilt of the sword in front of its chest.

"What's more, you brought good things here... Extreme hatred?"

Yinren Wuzhao grasped the hilt of the sword, as if feeling something.

But immediately, Yinren Wuzhao shook his head.

"No, no, the direction of this hatred is too clear, which is not good."

"... What do you mean?"

The gray-black phoenix spoke with difficulty, and it was a little more comfortable and even had the energy to think.

"What direction?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, this sword should be transformed from one of your enemies."

While eating the legs of the gray-black fire phoenix, Yinren Wuzhao talked freely.

"He turned his last hatred into this sword. The purpose of this sword is to avenge you. As long as it is against you, this sword will be extremely sharp and powerful... But this sword will only be used with all its strength when facing you. When facing others, this sword is just an ordinary sword."

"Then... is there any solution?"

The gray-black fire phoenix raised its head in astonishment. It didn't expect that the monster in front of it seemed to really understand.

"Can you help me pull out this sword? I can do anything! Even if it means holding your horse and pedals, serving you to eat, drink, defecate and urinate... That's right! Eat! You can eat whatever you want! I still have wings here. Do you want them? As long as you can help me pull out the sword..."

"Yes, I can."

In the hopeful eyes of the gray-black phoenix, Yinren Wu Zhao nodded.

"But why should I pull it out?"

"What..."

The gray-black phoenix choked on the spot.

"This, this, this... Isn't it good to draw the sword? I am willing to do things for you! You just need to draw the sword, and I will..."

"Do you think I need this?"

Yin Ren Wu Zhao looked into the eyes of the gray-black phoenix.

"Think carefully, I am better than you. I can do everything you can do... But I do need you to do one thing."

"You say, you say."

The gray-black fire phoenix quickly squeezed out a flattering expression.

"What do you say? As long as I can do it, I will do my best..."

"I need you to suffer."

"...Ah?"

The gray-black fire phoenix thought it had heard wrong.

But when it met those eyes, it found that the powerful monster in front of it did not mean to joke at all.

"You are too bad now."

After looking up and down at the gray-black phoenix, Yin Ren Wu Zhao shook his head.

"You have a weak will, impure thoughts, and you have all the power but live like a rat... You can't do anything like this, so you need to suffer more."

As he said this, Yinren Wu Zhao twisted the hilt of the sword in his hand.

And the face of the gray-black phoenix was distorted by the more excruciating pain.

"Yes, that's it, you need to suffer more... You have been living smoothly all the time, right? You haven't really faced any storms, right? That's why you are like this, and you look so weak."

The phantom sword twisted in the body of the gray-black fire phoenix, almost tearing its heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

"So you need pain, more pain, these pains will make you more determined, and make you more pure... Yes, that's it, do you feel it? Do you start to hate it?"

"Ahhhhhhhh..."

Under the intense pain, the gray-black phoenix couldn't even speak for a while.

It just wanted to ask, why.

Why did it have to bear all this, why did it encounter all this, it has paid so much along the way, it has clearly been the strongest in the world... Why did it fall into this situation, why did everything become like this.

Why, what is all this for?

"Very good, you are finally starting to be useful."

Saying this, Yinren Wu Zhao nodded while looking at the gray-black fire phoenix in his hand.

It's like looking at a rare sharp blade.

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