Be dragged into the room by the succubus

The rays of light that soared into the sky tore through the void, sweeping toward it with an aura that reflected the entire void.

Like the tide, like the collapse of the sky.

Facing the sword's edge approaching in an instant, Ning Feng's figure seemed so small.

Without dodging, he urged the legendary long sword in his hand with all his strength, and slashed forward!

Swords are crossed.

No sound came.

But in the next instant, Ning Feng's body disappeared in place, and the golden sword light bombarded his foothold without stopping.

boom!

The mountain of corpses under his feet was completely shattered, and even most of them evaporated instantly in the flames.

The figure reappeared at the original position, and Ning Feng looked at the void under his feet with emotion.

"It's dangerous!"

There was nothing under his feet, but he didn't fall.

The bat wings on the back tore off his clothes and stretched out to his heart's content, allowing him to stand in the void as well.

The blood-stained gorgeous dress was also replaced with a new one. He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and whistled:

"This is really an exaggeration!"

The aura has not changed, but just swiping the sword in a flat manner has caused such a result?

In other words, is there a possibility...

That hit just now was actually flat a?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Huh.

Really have to be careful.

The other party is like a heavy truck, and now he is just a slightly larger toy car, the difference in strength is too great.

Just touch it lightly and it will shatter by itself.

She can fail many times, but I can only fail once.

that……

Want to give up?

As long as I sincerely apologize and admit that my voice was indeed louder just now, the other party should forgive me, right?

Or, in fact, Cecilia didn't take Ning Feng's offense to heart at all, and she couldn't even talk about forgiving.

Just stop now and apologize sincerely.

Everything can be happily put back together as if nothing had ever happened.

I forgive you for tempering and observing me without authorization, and you forgive me for taking offense.

Thinking about it this way, is it a happy solution?

... It's strange.

The long sword fluttered in his hand, and the sword flower circled a few times. Dark red blood appeared from Ning Feng's body, and he charged towards the angel!

Rush!

While sprinting at high speed, Ning Feng's appearance continued to dissimilate even though he had become demonized.

Roar.

Dyeing scarlet, Ning Feng's eyes turned into cat-like vertical pupils, firmly resisting Cecilia.

stab.

The body swelled, and the clothes on the upper body were torn apart under the sudden enlargement, and at the same time shattered at the moment of swinging the sword.

On the sturdy chest, there are silver and red lines shining, intertwined together, shining brightly.

Some sharp scales protruded from the joints, and the whole person began to change towards the half of the devil.

Compared with the previous changes, Ning Feng's appearance at this moment has become more ferocious.

Very deep demonization.

If it is in reality, Ning Feng must stop at this point, otherwise it may lead to some irreversible consequences.

But fortunately, this is the world of dreams.

But in dreams, anything is possible.

Calmly looking at Ning Feng who was rushing forward with astonishing momentum, Cecilia did not make a move to force her back, her eyes were calm and unwavering.

He didn't raise the sword in his hand until the edge of his sword approached his eyes and was about to fall the next moment.

Clang!

The lack of smoke and fire made the long sword in Ning Feng's hand rise sharply backwards.

"Ah."

Without taking half a step back, Ning Feng took advantage of the situation to change his offensive, and instantly drew out a blood sword to slash!

And the long sword in the right hand did not stop, and immediately counterattacked.

Clang clang! ! !

There were dense collision sounds, and all of Ning Feng's attacks were easily resisted by Cecilia.

Swordsmanship is not at the same level at all.

Even under the analysis accelerated to the limit, Ning Feng could hardly find the opponent's loopholes.

The opponent's defense is basically an iron wall, impenetrable by splashing water.

Even, maybe no longer in one dimension.

Ning Feng's swordsmanship is already very good at the moment, but he is still groping for the threshold of legend.

And the other party has already surpassed that level a lot, and has been looking for a threshold above that for a long time.

Faced with this ending, Ning Feng did not seem surprised.

There is madness in the calm eyes, he is trying to use all methods to attack.

Front, side, sneak attack, feint...

No matter what method, no matter whether it will cause harm to himself, he is trying.

Learn from the attack, gain experience, and then quickly use it in the next attack.

As for Ning Feng's behavior of using himself as a target, Cecilia did not comment, but silently defended.

However, the disappointment in her eyes gradually increased.

Ning Feng noticed it, but didn't care, he just stared at each other's every move.

Including the movement of the body, the change of the center of gravity when raising the arm, the change of the eyes...every detail is spared.

Learning, analyzing, absorbing...

Gradually, he could see some possibilities in his eyes.

There is little possibility of attacking the opponent at all.

But for Ning Feng now, as long as it is possible, it exists!

!!!

The scarlet in his eyes erupted, and Ning Feng made a risky move.

He took a big step forward, almost in front of Cecilia!

At the moment of the feint attack with the left hand, the legendary long sword with the right hand seized a momentary opportunity and drove straight in!

Success suddenly accelerated the moment he swung the lightsaber!

puncture!

Clang!

The tip of the sword stopped in front of Cecilia, as if hitting metal, a piercing noise erupted.

There was finally a wave of fluctuation in Cecilia's eyes, but soon returned to calm.

If only that's the case...

not enough.

A golden air wave erupted from his body, directly blasting away Ning Feng in front of him.

cough!

Dark blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, Ning Feng stretched out his tongue and licked it, the blood in his eyes became more intense.

Facing Ning Feng who was not timid at all, and even looked more excited, Cecilia shook her head:

"You have no chance of winning."

Facing Ning Feng who rushed forward without reacting, Cecilia swung her sword lightly again, setting off a new sword glow to isolate him.

Let him try like that just now, once is enough.

At this point, she had already seen it clearly, so she didn't need to look any further.

Cut the void with the sky-filled flames, creating a huge gap between the two.

"You are well aware of this, but why are you doing this?"

There was confusion in that voice that seemed to never change.

What can you gain by rushing up like this again and again?

Is it really just to vent your emotions?

Still, what are you trying to try again?

Looking at Ning Feng who was looking like a machine, she asked again:

"Why did you draw your sword?"

Faced with such a disparity in strength, don't you feel hopeless?

Could it be that you are just hoping that I will show mercy to you?

are you praying

Put your life on the mercy of the other party?

If this is the case, it is really pitiful.

The anticipation in the golden eyes gradually faded, and Cecilia didn't appreciate the reckless catharsis.

They tried it, but it didn't end well.

The ending is like this, others are also conceivable.

They failed, utterly failed.

Facing Cecilia's question, Ning Feng seemed to have finally come to his senses.

The mechanical feeling on his body disappeared, he blinked and laughed:

"I said it all, it's for the battle."

fighting!

fighting!

fighting! ! !

"Don't you want to see what's special about me?"

That breath disappeared, but he became even more excited, even...crazy!

"Okay, then you can take a good look."

So, once again raise the sword and charge!

……

……

Perhaps in a certain corner of the world, there really is that kind of star who can burst into seeds as long as he is angry enough.

There are also those villains who can win by shooting, but die in the end because of talking too much.

Existence is reasonable.

Ning Feng will not express envy or contempt for their existence.

But he is very clear that taking you, at least that kind of person, is not him.

In most cases, the gap in strength cannot be filled with such ethereal things as "love and courage".

It is more realistic than your desires and will not accept compromise.

And for him, what is the ending of the brave charges again and again?

It's the body being broken again and again.

It is time and time again without success.

It is an offensive that keeps coming up and being crushed.

That's it.

As for Cecilia's sudden change of temperament and putting down the butcher knife, there was no sign of it happening at all.

What greeted him was just failure after failure.

But in the face of this powerless status quo, Ning Feng did not collapse.

On the contrary, the fighting spirit burning in his eyes was stronger than before.

The dream world was completely shattered, leaving only infinity in the space, like the void of night.

"Hahaha……"

Panting, Ning Feng floated above the void, panting freely.

"In the world of dreams, it's really convenient."

The illusory strength, the power that does not belong to oneself, is really intoxicating.

Not an opponent at all, Ning Feng's body was broken again and again, but he became more and more excited.

"...Do you want to continue this farce?"

Frowning slightly, Cecilia looked at Ning Feng who finally stopped, a little confused about what he really wanted to do.

I can feel the pain and exhaustion of the other party, and I also know that the other party must have some purpose behind the scenes.

More importantly, she was able to clearly perceive the other party's will, without any sign of breaking it.

Like a sharpened blade, it shone with a ferocious cold light.

"Farce? Ah, it does for you."

The body returned to normal again, Ning Feng laughed and touched his forehead to see if there was any sweat.

"But to me, it's not a farce, I'm pretty serious."

He's not a masochist, he doesn't get pleasure from this frustration.

Pain is always pain, not worthy of praise.

And the reason for his smile...

It was he who achieved his purpose.

"However, you are right, so let's stop here."

The scarlet in his eyes receded in an instant, and Ning Feng, who had regained his calm, said seriously to Cecilia:

"Then welcome to the dream world."

"My dream."