Super Master

"How is this possible? Could it be that the Demonic Knife has already acknowledged Yue Feng as its master?"    

"What happened? Wasn't the Demonic Knife in the hands of the Priest?"    

"Furthermore, that kid has never come across the Demonic Knife. How could he possibly recognize it as his master?"    

"No, no, no, as you all have seen just now, Yue Feng flew towards the Demonic Knife with a little bit of force. Perhaps, he did pull some sort of trick. "    

"That's right, just now, Mister Priest used such a powerful secret technique, but the Demonic Knife did not react at all. If the Demonic Knife was not fake, it meant that the Demonic Knife did not recognize anyone as its master. That's why it is so similar to ordinary objects, controlled by others! "    

"Yes, this explanation is correct. Therefore, even if the Demonic Knife were to fall into Yue Feng's hands, it would be no different from an ordinary sword! "    

Everyone said in succession and finally came to this conclusion.    

Even though Smith had failed to recognize the master of the Demonic Knife, they still did not believe that the Demonic Knife would recognize Yue Feng as its master.    

Without any reason, Yue Feng had never come across a Demonic Knife before, nor did he have any signs of recognizing someone as his master.    

In their eyes, recognizing someone as their master was a grand and grand ceremony.    

At this moment, Fann Ni walked over to Smith's side, afraid that something bad would happen to Smith again.    

Although Smith was still in a dazed state, he did not continue to laugh crazily.    

Situ Changqi was staring intently at Yue Feng. His gaze was as though he wanted to kill Yue Feng.    

"Yue Feng, you heard what we said. I think you better be able to prove that the Demonic Knife has already accepted you as her master. Otherwise, I can assure you, you won't be able to leave this place. "    

Situ Changqi said coldly, word for word.    

At the same time, Yang Guodong also walked to Situ Changqi's side. He looked at Yang Jun and then looked at Yue Feng.    

"Young Master Situ is right, don't think that you can trick us with a little trick. "To retrieve something from the air, you only need to have a bit of strength to accomplish this. If you have the ability, then you …"    

"Zi la!"    

Suddenly, a violent rubbing sound exploded.    

It was as if everyone's eardrums were being ripped apart.    

They covered their ears and widened their eyes as they saw the inconceivable scene in front of them.    

At this time, Yue Feng was waving his Savage Wolf Blade.    

As for the space which the Demonic Knife crossed through, it seemed as though it had been torn apart as it began to distort and distort.    

In addition, there were streaks of blood-red light shining through the torn cracks.    

It was as if an endless sea of blood was gushing out from a crack!    

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"    

A fierce wind blew, engulfing the entire venue.    

"Wuwuwu …"    

It sounded like countless wolves howling.    

The moment they closed their eyes, it was as if they could feel countless wolves pouncing towards them with their mouths wide open!    

"Ah!    

"Ah!    

Screams immediately arose from everywhere.    

However, as soon as their screams rang out, they were immediately torn apart by the airflow in that space.    

On the contrary, superimposed together with the howls of the wolves, it seemed more like the howls from hell!    

"No!"    

"I don't want to die!"    

Everyone clutched their heads and screamed.    

whoosh *    

"Weng weng weng …"    

Suddenly, countless voices faded away like the tide.    

There was no wind, no tearing, no screaming.    

All that was left was their blank minds and buzzing eardrums.    

"Phew …" "Phew …"    

They were no longer screaming, but rather seemed to have collapsed.    

Bent over, breathing heavily.    

His entire body was soaked in sweat.