When the crisis came, Lin Feng naturally had to think of a way to deal with it in advance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Because Lin Feng didn't know much about the Lawrence family, he made an important decision after searching the Xiao family's information network.

"Flying Sword! Now it seems that you are going to finish refining it in advance. Let those foreign devils have a good taste of your edge!"

Summoning the flying sword, Lin Feng's purpose is very simple, that is, to complete the refining of the flying sword in advance. Originally, according to the normal refining process, Lin Feng would need at least about five days before the flying sword could be used normally.

But now that time is not allowed, Lin Feng doesn't know when those foreign devils will kill them. Therefore, Lin Feng could only take a special method and spend some money to successfully refine the flying sword in advance.

"It's a pity that my current supply of spiritual energy is insufficient, otherwise, there would be no need to use this blood refining method. ”

Looking at the flying sword that had almost opened its edge, Lin Feng was ruthless, and directly cut his fingers with the blade, letting his blood drip on it.

Zizizi......

The flying sword made a sound of excitement, and greedily began to cloud the blood of Lin Feng.

"Flying Sword, it seems that you are still a bloodthirsty sword. Okay! In that case, I'll let you suck enough of Lin Feng's blood today. ”

As he spoke, Lin Feng gritted his teeth, and another bloody hole opened on his thigh, still greedily sucking his own blood with the flying sword.

A minute passed!

Five minutes have passed!

Lin Feng's face began to turn a little pale, and he didn't know how much of the blood in his body had been absorbed by the flying sword. However, what he could see was that as the flying sword absorbed more and more blood, the light became more and more vigorous.

"Okay! soon, I knew I was going to be fatter. Maybe there's a little more blood that way. ”

For a full seven minutes, Lin Feng estimated that he had lost almost ordinary blood in his body. If it were an ordinary person, such a large amount of bloodthirsty would probably have died a long time ago.

However, Lin Feng was a cultivator, and blood was not the most important part of his body. Therefore, the loss of a large amount of blood only made Lin Feng's face a little pale, and the strength of his body was slightly worse.

However, within Lin Feng's dantian, the rolling vitality supported his new purchase, ensuring that his life would not be threatened.

"Fortunately, Flying Sword, if you are a little more greedy, as long as the blood in my body is less than half of it, I will really be killed by you. ”

In the end, holding the flying sword that had been tempered in his hand, Lin Feng smiled, he was finally a hard-working person!

"Through this blood refining method, although there is some damage to my body, it can make the flying sword more humane and more compatible with my spiritual sense. In this way, when killing enemies, it will naturally be more flexible......"

As soon as Lin Feng's spiritual sense moved, sure enough, the flying sword made a buzzing sound, dancing like Lin Feng's arm.

The sharp sword flashed with a stream of blood, and Lin Feng jumped onto the flying sword, and then flew directly towards the window of the room.

Whew......

The wind was blowing high in the sky at night, Lin Feng stepped on the flying sword he had refined, and flew up to a height of several hundred meters, and then further raised the height, looking down, it was dark below, and he could only faintly see the lights of some buildings.

However, these buildings have become smaller and smaller in the eyes of Lin Feng in the sky today.

"Wow! Great! Isn't this feeling of being able to control myself and fly into the blue sky just like the flying dream I had when I was a child? I really didn't expect that one day, I would actually realize it. ”

Like many ordinary children, when Lin Feng was young, he also dreamed that one day he would be able to put on his wings, soar into the blue sky like a bird, and go wherever he wanted.

It's a pity that when Lin Feng grew up, he knew that this was probably an impossible dream. If you want to fly into the blue sky, you can only take a huge plane, and you can only follow a certain flight route, and the pilot controls the direction, which is not much different from taking an ordinary car or train.

But today is different, Lin Feng's sword flew into the sky, and he really flew into the sky with his own strength. As long as you have enough energy, you can fly wherever you want, and you will be as free as a bird.

"Haha! It's great, it's a flying sword. Today, I, Lin Feng, have successfully refined you, you are my Lin Feng's first flying sword, and it was also refined by Sister Tongtong with me, so I will call you Fengtong Sword! In the future, follow me, and I will definitely let you taste blood! We will kill him without leaving a piece ......of armor behind."

Soaring in the blue sky, Lin Feng was naturally in a very comfortable mood, and immediately named the first flying sword he had refined Fengtong Sword.

Five hundred meters!

Eight hundred meters!

1,000 ......

Controlling the Fengtong Sword, Lin Feng kept flying up, he wanted to see what his current limit was and how high he could fly.

But it's a pity that when he flew to an altitude of about a thousand meters, he already felt a strenuous gravitational force, as well as the powerful Gangfeng in the college entrance examination, which was not something that his current cultivation could overcome at all.

"Gangfeng! Strange, why is there a Gangfeng in the air at an altitude of more than 1,000 meters? If it is an airplane flying in the sky, will it encounter such a Gangfeng?"

Narrowly dodging a high wind in the air, Lin Feng hurriedly lowered his height.

In order to save the vitality in the dantian, Lin Feng slipped around a few times, then took advantage of the night to return to his bedroom and put away the Fengtong sword.

"My current cultivation is still too low, and I can only fly to an altitude of about a thousand meters. If you go any further, you won't be able to control the Fengtong Sword, but that's enough. Moreover, the Fengtong Sword is a flying sword of a cultivator, sharpening iron like clay, as long as it is within the scope of my spiritual sense, I can take people's heads unexpectedly, those Russian foreign devils, just come on! Eat your Grandpa Lin Feng's sword......"

After having the Fengtong Sword, the pressure in Lin Feng's heart was immediately reduced, not to mention that using the flying sword to take off in the air was an excellent means of escaping, that is, the sharpness and speed of the flying sword could even be compared to ordinary pistol bullets.

Lin Feng can not only kill the enemy with a flying sword like an ordinary sword, but also rely on the spiritual sense sword to kill the enemy, so that even if it is a powerful martial artist and a powerful weapon, Lin Feng can face it calmly.

The night was getting deeper, and the few cloud marks that Lin Feng had just drawn in the sky with the sword flying in the sky gradually dispersed.