Ji Wufeng roared loudly, and extremely violent power surged out from his palm like a river, towards the blade of the magic knife.

It surged wildly above.

Yingmu Ao was extremely ashamed and angry. Ji Wufeng's meaning was obvious. Without this knife, he would be just a worthless waste.

However, feeling Ji Wufeng's tyrannical power rushing towards the magic knife actually made him unable to hold the handle of the knife.

"Roar..." Ji Wufeng roared.

boom!

The sword shot up into the sky, but in the end it was suppressed by Ji Wufeng's violent fist. The magic sword did not break, but Sakuragi Ao was blown away by the violent force, and his body hit the sea, and the water was blown away.

It flew up and exposed the bottom of the sea.

A wisp of blood flowed out from the corner of Sakuragi Ao's mouth, and a great sense of frustration surged into his heart. The Sakura Temple is the supreme holy place, and he is the leader among his peers in the temple. He should have acted unscrupulously.

Today it was hard to stop Ji Wufeng's sharp edge.

"You think you can come to China and show off your power, but in fact you are just a clown who comes to die." Ji Wufeng struck mercilessly.

Although Yingmu Ao was injured, Ji Wufeng knew that he was definitely more than that. In a duel between masters, life and death depended on one thought. Now he wanted Yingmu Ao to go crazy!

Sure enough, Sakuragi Ao's face began to become distorted, and he said: "I know that I am not your opponent at this time, but you will definitely die today!"

"You are still bragging at this time? After all, you are also a strong young man, can you show some face?" Ji Wufeng sneered with a sarcastic look on his face.

puff!

Yingmu Ao raised the magic knife again, but instead of swinging it towards Ji Wufeng, it actually stabbed into his chest, causing blood to splash everywhere.

This startled Ji Wufeng and said, "Damn it, if you lose a fight, you don't have to stab yourself with a knife. It hurts so much."

Suddenly Sakuragi screamed, his face was covered with pain, and he was so ferocious that he began to twist.

Ji Wufeng was stunned. Could it be that this guy thought he couldn't kill him and failed to complete the task, so he wanted to commit suicide and die to apologize?

But he immediately felt that something was wrong, and he stabbed the knife in. Blood spattered everywhere, but not a drop fell. Instead, it turned into blood and poured into the blade of the magic knife.

Sakuragi Ao's face also turned pale first. Although there was a trace of black energy, a ghastly and terrifying aura spread from her and him, mixed with a strong smell of blood.

That is the breath of death, an extremely strong breath of death!

Ji Wufeng knew that Yingmu Ao had now chosen to merge with the magic sword. At this time, the magic sword was him, and he was the magic sword!

The Demon Sword was condensed after endless bloody massacres. Sakuragi Ao was able to fuse with the Demon Sword. This shows that Sakuragi Ao is as cold-blooded and cruel as the Demon Sword. This kind of person has lost his humanity.

Sakuragi Ao's roar disappeared, and Senbai's face was filled with black death aura. Ji Wufeng could no longer feel the existence of his life aura, because he was completely swallowed by the death aura. The person standing in front of him was no longer alone.

But a cold and cruel magic knife.

"Go to hell!"

Yingmu Ao's body was wrapped with death energy, and he stomped on the ground. His body was like a demonic shadow, and disappeared from the place in a swish. Then he appeared in front of Ji Wufeng out of thin air, and a pair of terrifying blood claws entwined with black death energy shot towards him like lightning.

scratched his chest.

"snort!"
Chapter completed!