Immemorial War God

"Hmph." did not feel much about the dagger, it was just that he felt that it was shameful. But it was only this much, that it only increased the strength of the fifth heaven, so what if the dagger was given to you, you still could not beat him.    

His gaze landed on Mo Feng's other hand. He was currently only concerned about what weapon Mo Feng had just obtained, but when Mo Feng put his hand behind his back, he could not see what it was.    

Mo Feng smiled as he looked at the Divine Hou, he placed his left hand behind him to feel the murder weapon he had just obtained, and after a while, he felt the outline, and felt the radiance, causing Mo Feng's expression to stiffen.    

"Hmm?"    

Seeing Mo Feng's expression turn into this, the divine official frowned, his eyes slightly narrowed, not daring to act rashly. He originally thought highly of his own life and naturally could not use it as a risk.    

"Shua!"    

After Mo Feng's expression changed, he turned around and took out the murder weapon he had just obtained.    

The murder weapon he got was actually another spoon, exactly the same as the previous spoon, pitifully small!    

"F * ck!"    

Mo Feng couldn't help but raise his middle finger towards his spoon. Could you not play with him like this? This is a life and death situation, big brother, are you going to drag me down?    

Looking at the reflection of his appearance on the spoon, Mo Feng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.    

"What is it?"    

The god walked over and looked carefully. Seeing the small spoon in Mo Feng's hand, he glared at it, and the corner of his mouth twitched.    

"Soup, spoon?"    

"Hahahaha, it's a spoon again, Mo Feng, your luck is so good, did you really not eat your fill today?"    

"Ha ha-ha ha, I can't do it anymore. This is the first time I've seen someone related to a spoon. Ha ha-ha."    

The Divine General looked at Mo Feng laughing and ridiculing him, and in the end, could not hold back any longer. He laughed so hard that he could not even straighten his back. The first time he got a spoon was fine, but the second time, the murder weapon was actually a spoon. Even the heavens were messing with him.    

When he thought about this, Mo Feng's smile became even wider when he saw Spoon.    

"Soup, spoon? Why is it a spoon again? "    

When the three people in the hall saw Mo Feng find another murder weapon, they thought that he was about to explode with luck and saw a small spoon. His expression immediately stiffened on his face and looked at each other blankly, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he laughed uncontrollably.    

"Spoon again? Did he become enemies with Spoon?"    

"Spoon, hmph, could he have killed someone with that spoon this time?"    

The three of them laughed and shook their heads, they had truly accepted Mo Feng's luck. The first time was because the spoon had saved him, but the second time was because it was obviously meant to kill him. Furthermore, they used the spoon as a weapon both times.    

"Hahaha!"    

When they saw Mo Feng's depressed expression, they could not hold it in anymore and immediately raised their heads and laughed.    

"Mo Feng is too tragic, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to laugh for a while."    

"Ding!"    

Raising his head to look at the laughing god, he lowered his head to look at the spoon. Mo Feng was so angry that he directly threw the spoon on the ground.    

"Haha, don't throw it away, don't throw it away. Quickly, use your spoon to kill me. Let's see if you can't get so lucky and use your spoon to kill me." The murder weapon he found twice were both spoons. He swore that this was the first time he had seen such a tragic person, and was about to laugh to death with his teeth.    

"Hmph."    

Mo Feng snorted coldly, holding onto the dagger tightly. Even if the spoon was useless, the dagger was enough!    

"Ring!"    

Just as he was about to attack with the dagger, a light suddenly shone out from the spoon. Mo Feng's heart moved, he turned and looked at the spoon, and frowned deeply, just then, he realised that there was a connection between the spoon and himself, but looking at it now, it was as if the connection did not happen, and he was unable to sense it, as though it was an illusion.    

Looking at Spoon Mo Feng, he did not continue to move. Instead, he frowned and thought deeply, that feeling just now was definitely not an illusion. There must be a reason, but what could it be?    

"Hahahaha Mo Feng, why are you not attacking? Hit me with a spoon, I promise you that I will let you hit me and I will not hit you back. " The Divine Hou laughed and continued to clamor, but Mo Feng did not care, he just stared at the tablespoon and started to ponder.    

"Hmm?"    

Seeing that Mo Feng did not take action for a long time, and just stood there foolishly, with the Divine Hou's smile slowly fading, Mo Feng did not notice the change in expression, but his smile was meaningless. Seeing Mo Feng staring at the tablespoon, he frowned.    

"What's going on?"    

He walked across and stared at the spoon, only to see that the spoon was not different. Then why did Mo Feng keep staring at it for so long?    

"Hmph, putting on an act!"    

With a cold snort, the Divine Traveling Marquis raised his sword and charged forward. Since he gave you the chance to not take the initiative and attack, then die!    

"I got it!"    

Mo Feng seemed to have not sensed the Divine Clone's arrival at all, suddenly he seemed to have lit up and understood what was going on.    

"This spoon is definitely the same as the spoon from before!"    

"Shua!"    

As he thought about it, suddenly, a cold wind blew. Mo Feng was startled, he immediately bent over to pick up the spoon, and thrusted the dagger backwards.    

"Ding!"    

Sparks flew as the dagger and sword clashed. The sword immediately turned and slashed towards Mo Feng's wrist.    

"Bam!"    

"Shua!"    

Mo Feng immediately glared as he retreated, dodging the attack of the sword.    

Whoosh.    

After stabilizing his body, Mo Feng looked at the place where he had killed the azure-dressed man, and his eyes flashed a ray of light. Right now, his strength could not compare to the Divine Hou, so he had to verify his thought, only then would he have the strength to fight. However, he was too far away, and it would be difficult to return.    

"Shua!"    

"Splitting Mountain!"    

With a turn of his eyes, he dashed forward explosively.    

"Hmph."    

Since he was courting death, why not send him on his way quickly?    

"Seven Stars Killing!"    

"Ding ding ding!"    

In an instant, Mo Feng's dagger was like a clay ox entering the ocean, under the godly attack, it became extremely small and weak.    

"Puchi puchi!"    

"Ding!"    

The sharp blades continued to cut at his face and wounds appeared all over, blood spurting out. The last strike made contact with the blade, causing Mo Feng to fly backwards, just that this time, it was towards the direction of where he met Shen Xing Hou.    

"Bam!"    

Mo Feng fell to the ground, he felt as if his internal organs were about to fall out of his body. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he glanced at the Divine Hou, then turned and ran.    

"Hmph, you sure are tenacious."    

"Shua!"    

Watching Mo Feng transforming into a purple shadow and charging towards him, the Divine Hou sneered. Previously, he didn't run, but now, with his severely injured body, he still wanted to run.