Chapter 795 The Heart of the Sword

"Is it over?" Soon, a large pool of blood was under Ling Feng's body. Ling Feng was almost breathing unconsciously. Ge Yidao looked at Ling Feng who was almost unconscious and spat, and turned around, "Tsk, it's really boring, I thought I could be happy!"

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Listening to Ge's disdainful tone, Ling Feng's heart was filled with infinite anger, and at the same time, there was a hint of powerlessness. Listening to the sound of the broken sword in Ge's hand rubbing gently on the ground, Ling Feng's heart began to roar wildly, and his empty left hand grabbed five deep mud marks on the ground, and then clenched it into fists, "I can't die, I can't die yet! How can I die here! I can't die like this, I promised Mitchell would go back! And Ling'er, I also want to see her innocent smiling face! Move quickly, move! My body, don't flow blood, let me fight again!"

With the roar in his heart, Ling Feng's upper body slowly stood up: "I... I still have to... I still have to go back to the Ling family!"

The broken sword in Ge dragged a long and long mark on the ground, and then slowly waved it, carrying it on his shoulders like a spear. At this moment, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly darkened, and all the pictures seemed to be frozen. Ge's dust that had been floating in the air because of his gentle swing of sword also stopped, and everything was still!

A short figure slowly emerged from Ge Yidao's shoulders, supported his hands and jumped off Ge Yidao's shoulders, and then slowly walked to Ling Feng with a playful smile on his face.

"Do you want to fight? Do you want to win? Or do you just want to survive?" A series of questions sounded in the dead silence, absolutely dead silence, just like time has stopped. Even the birds in the sky stopped flapping their wings and stayed quietly in the air, "Tell me, which one do you want?"

"I want to win!" Ling Feng's right hand, holding the hilt of the broken sword, began to tremble constantly, while his left hand was pushing the ground with force, trying to get up from the ground.

"I can't hear it!" The short figure put his hands into his pocket and stood casually, but the playful smile on his face became more and more prosperous.

"If you just fight, there is no meaning at all; if you just live, there is no meaning, so I want to win!" The blood on Ling Feng's chest was still dripping down, but the pupils that had been scattered before became more energetic again, and there was an extremely firmness in his tone, and he suddenly let out a loud roar, "I... want to win!"

"Hmm?" The playful look on the short figure's face suddenly turned into a kind of surprise, then turned into a helpless smile, and took his own steps again and walked towards Ling Feng. "Since you are so firm, then okay, I will give you another chance! However, you have to grasp this yourself!"

A white light emanated from the figure, wrapping Ling Feng in. Ling Feng felt that his eyes darkened and lit up again. The huge contrast made him unable to help but close his eyes. When he adapted to the light around him again and opened his eyes, he found that everything in front of him was very familiar.

With the starlight in the sky, Ling Feng actually returned to the stars in the sky again, feeling the vast and ethereal way of heaven.

"I was very disappointed with you, but who told you to be my king? If you die, I will be very troubled!" Xiao Lingfeng's figure appeared beside Lingfeng. The one who suddenly appeared on Ge Yidao's shoulder and stopped time was Xiao Lingfeng who turned into the mortal world sword.

"This is..." Ling Feng looked at the Star Luo of the Heavens, and then looked at Xiao Lingfeng in front of him, and his heart was filled with shock, "Didn't you have turned into the mortal world sword? And the mortal world sword..."

"It's broken, right?" Xiao Lingfeng put his hands in his pockets, looked at Ling Feng with a smile on his face, "Oh, it seems that you have forgotten everything I told you!"

"What have you said? Isn't this world collapsed?" Ling Feng only remembered that Xiao Lingfeng said at the beginning that this rule space would collapse after he left, while others seemed to be unable to remember clearly.

"Did I say that?" Xiao Lingfeng's face showed a hint of surprise, "Oh, if this is true, then I'm wrong, yes, this is indeed your rule space and your inner world. Otherwise, how would you think you would find your past memories here, that is, me?"

"Is there anything wrong with this kind of thing?" Several black lines appeared on Ling Feng's forehead, and several blue veins burst out and roared wildly towards Xiao Lingfeng.

"I've been here for so long. It's normal for me to forget some things, but there is one thing I haven't forgotten, but you have forgotten!" Xiao Lingfeng spread his hands a little indifferently, but then a very serious expression appeared on his face, "I said, I am a wisp of your soul, and at the same time, your strongest weapon!"

"But, you have already..." Ling Feng raised the broken sword in his hand, but before he could finish his words, he saw that the broken sword in his hand turned into a ray of white light and slowly dissipated, "This..."

"I am a wisp of your soul and also your strongest weapon, but this strongest weapon depends on you!" Xiao Lingfeng completely ignored the disappearance of the broken sword in Lingfeng's hand, but continued to pick up his hands and said to himself, "What you just held was just a fragile sword!"

"It represents...a fragile sword?" Ling Feng's face was stunned for a moment, and he muttered to himself as he looked at Xiao Lingfeng.

"That's right!" Xiao Lingfeng pulled out his right hand from his pocket and gently snapped his fingers. The stars in the sky changed instantly, and the scenes around him were replaced by Taohua Island again. However, the difference this time was that the surrounding land, rocks, cliffs, and even some trees were filled with long swords of different shapes.

"These are all mortal swords!" Xiao Lingfeng spread his hands and pointed at the long swords around him. "The mortal sword, or me, is originally your soul fragment, but different soul fragments have different meanings. What you have to do now is to find the sword that belongs to you among these countless mortal swords, and is born for battle, fighting, and victory!"

"Then, defeat me again!" After the words came, a white long sword appeared in Xiao Lingfeng's hand. At the same time, he waved his right hand suddenly, and a white sword energy blasted towards Lingfeng.

"Clang!" Ling Feng pulled up a long sword beside him and slashed together with the sword energy. However, the long sword that Ling Feng pulled out collapsed at once, and turned into pieces of fragments again, flying all over the sky. When Ling Feng was stunned, Xiao Lingfeng had already rushed to his front.

Boom! The entire ground was cracked by Xiao Lingfeng's blow, and the Jigang sword intent burst out, like a meteorite hitting the ground, causing a powerful shock wave.

"So strong, he is actually stronger than before!" Ling Feng could feel that Xiao Lingfeng's attack had a feeling of being able to send and receive freely. The extremely strong sword intent was also full of a sense of roundness and resonance, as if a little feminine force was added to make the sword intent more perfect.

After thinking, Ling Feng's steps did not stop, and his body movements were fully displayed. He avoided Xiao Lingfeng's attack just now, and when he turned around in the air, his eyes swept wildly, and then rushed towards the target he liked.

"It's it!" Ling Feng pulled up his target, then his left foot was the axis, and his right foot suddenly made a circle, and then twisted his waist and swung the sword in his hand fiercely.

"Crack!" The two swords intersected. What Ling Feng did not expect was that the long sword in his hand was once again broken into two pieces. Under the pressure of Xiao Lingfeng's sword force, he had to retreat.

"How could it be? Isn't this exactly the same as my previous one?" Ling Feng stepped back and said in surprise as he looked at the broken sword in his hand.

"It seems that you are still sticking to the form?" Ling Feng's murmur did not escape Xiao Lingfeng's ears. He did not pursue him immediately, but stopped and smiled coldly at Ling Feng, "All the swords here are fragments of your inner soul, and what you pulled out just now is just a sword heart that represents dependence!"

"Sword Heart?" Ling Feng's body trembled suddenly, and then he stood there in a daze.

"That's right, sword heart, that is, the intention represented by the sword in your hand. If you want to win, then find the sword that can make you win!" The long sword in Xiao Lingfeng's hand drew a circle in the air, and the round and wishful sword intent burst out again. The high white sword energy turned into countless peach blossoms, forming a white torrent, pressing down on Ling Feng's head.

"I understand!" Seeing Xiao Lingfeng's sword approaching, Lingfeng no longer had the panic he had before, nor did he draw the sword again, but quietly watched the torrent attack towards him.

"I want to win, it's me who want to win!" The torrent of sword energy had already rushed to Ling Feng, but Ling Feng's pupils suddenly expanded, and his right hand stretched out forward, colliding with the torrent.

"Boom!" A thicker sword energy rushed out of the torrent, not only shattering the torrent, but even the long swords around could not withstand the pressure of the sword energy and shattered one after another.

"The sword born for victory is myself!"
Chapter completed!