The lush forest in the depths of Yunhai Sect is overgrown with towering ancient trees, which is extremely quiet and pleasant on weekdays, and when you walk in it, you can smell a faint and indescribable fragrance of flowers, and it is quite pleasant to walk in it. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, a loud "boom" was heard, disturbing the peace of the place. I saw a giant axe swing towards the sky, and the rows of ancient trees in front of me were like pieces of paper, broken in half with the axe wind.

Between the shocks and roars, the more Ma Quanxiang chased after him, the more shocked he became, with his cultivation at the third level of the condensation period, he couldn't catch up with the kid who made the sword in front of him, every time he had to catch up, the kid seemed to have eyes behind him, strangely avoided his axe, and ran to the other side.

The more difficult it is for the other party to hunt, the heavier Ma Quanxiang's killing intent will be.

Zhao An glanced back at Ma Quanxiang, who was constantly chopping down the trees on both sides, and his eyes flashed, the depths of this forest are the most densely wooded, and there are many trees, in such an environment, Ma Quanxiang's axe not only can't play a trace of advantage, but will become his biggest burden!

Zhao An's consciousness swept away, and sure enough, Ma Quanxiang was now angrily chopping the branches and trees on the left and right, and the mockery in his eyes just now was all consumed by the trees, and his face also showed a trace of exhaustion.

At this time, Ma Quanxiang just wanted to catch up and kill Zhao An, this hunting was really the most difficult one in his life, not to mention that the blood gushing out of the chest wound took away part of his strength, and the physical exertion was even more serious.

In the ancient forest, thousands of trees compete for glory, giant trees are towering to the sky, the ground is full of dead branches and rotten leaves, all kinds of strange flowers and plants are all over it, and after decay, it exudes a fragrant and greasy rancid smell.

There is no daylight here all year round, shrouded in dense fog, and the strange growth of towering ancient trees makes it difficult to take a step, let alone Ma Quanxiang with an axe.

Ma Quanxiang's hair was scattered, his clothes had already been torn to pieces by him, and the three consecutive days of chasing and killing had made his hatred for Zhao An monstrous.

Suddenly, a sword light struck from behind him again, and Ma Quanxiang swung his axe to block back, but as soon as the axe was swung, it was once again entangled by the branches and trees on the side.

With a roar, Ma Quanxiang bent down, trying to avoid the sword behind him, but the next moment, a cold came from his neck, and just wanted to dodge, but the cold light instantly pierced his thigh.

Blood is flowing!

What made him unpredictable was that Zhao An seemed to be able to see through all his flaws, and every sword never missed.

Ma Quanxiang hated his teeth itching, and the intense anger made his internal organs ache sharply, for three days, every time when he was defenseless, Zhao An's sword appeared ghostly, and every time he wanted to fight back, the other party seemed to know his movements in advance, and he deftly dodged them every time.

In this dense forest, his most powerful superior giant axe could not be used, but was killed by Zhao An's sword.

It's as if he's the prey now!

"Kill you...... I must kill you......" Ma Quanxiang's eyes were red, and the giant axe in his hand was picked up high, swinging all the surrounding grass and trees into two, trying to open up a clearing.

How could Zhao An do what he wanted, the moment the aura poured into his eyes, Ma Quanxiang's movements slowed down more than a hundred times, and under the sharp axe momentum, all the flaws were revealed in Zhao An's eyes.

Without hesitation, he raised the Sanfan sword, and the long sword in Zhao An's hand shook, and stabbed at the flaw in Ma Quanxiang's body method.

Yes!

A miserable scream came out of Ma Quanxiang's mouth, and Ma Quanxiang's left eye instantly turned into a blood hole, gushing out a large amount of blood.

The sharp pain implicated Ma Quanxiang's headache, his expression was shocked, and he looked at Zhao An in front of him, revealing an extremely hideous and terrifying anger.

"Kill you...... He has stripped your skin, drunk your blood, plucked off your eyeballs, and put them on the ground to tread...... Stomp to death, trample to death, trample to death!"

Ma Quanxiang was almost crazy, saying these words repeatedly in his mouth, and the giant axe in his hand was raised high, and he slashed at Zhao An in front of him.

The dense forest was dark and empty, Ma Quanxiang's face was full of blood, his left eye was a bloody hole, and there was a scolding sound in his throat, and his crazy appearance made Zhao Anxin furious.

"Crazy man......" Zhao An's eyes were cold, his face flashed, his body quickly dodged, and the Sanfan Sword in his hand stabbed out again.

Yes!

Ma Quanxiang's voice was terrible, his right eye was also directly pierced, and both eyes were blind, at this time he finally looked with a trace of fear, staggered and turned around, and waved the giant axe desperately with both hands, panicking.

He had hunted prey all his life, but he never imagined that one day, he would be folded in the hands of his prey.

The strong will to survive made him not know how many axes he swung, and the fatigue of long-term chasing and the catharsis of strength at this time made the breath in his body suddenly disordered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, revealing the despair of the giant beast when it was dying.

The golden streamer of the Sanfan Sword crossed a dazzling arc in mid-air, and Ma Quanxiang's burly and strong body trembled suddenly, like a deflated ball, and slowly knelt on the ground.

Bang!

The burly body fell heavily to the ground, because of the massive blood loss, Ma Quanxiang's limbs continued to twitch, and his face was full of fear and despair.

After a while, Ma Quanxiang's body did not react at all, and he was already exhausted.

Zhao An looked at Ma Quanxiang's corpse and gasped, if it weren't for the fact that he had reached the first level of condensation a few days ago, and his eyes had the power to slow down all his speed, I am afraid that it would be him who died here now, not Ma Quanxiang.

After being silent for a moment, Zhao An lowered his head, the Sanfan Sword in his hand exuded a faint bloody glow because of drinking blood, and there was a faint sound of swords, which seemed to be extremely excited.

This is a murderous sword, no matter how exquisite the pattern on it is, no matter how delicate the workmanship is, it is also a sword that thirsts for bloodthirsty killing.

Wiped the blood stains on the sword, Zhao An walked to Ma Quanxiang's corpse, picked up the storage bag on the other party's body with his sword, and the figure disappeared into the dense forest.

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Back at the door of his cave, Zhao An did not rush in, but carefully checked the trap he had set in front of the cave door before, and after making sure that there was nothing unusual, he walked into the cave and took a long breath.

"This madman doesn't know how many people he killed to get so many things. Zhao An opened the storage bag in his hand, and there were thirty lower-grade spirit stones, four pills, seven wind control talismans, and a strange green tripod.

Picked up those few wind control talismans and looked at them, it was the talisman that was attached to his leg when Gu Yiming, a disciple of the Purple Cloud Department, brought him to the Yunhai Sect last time.

Zhao An's eyes lit up, the tiredness just now was swept away in an instant, he staggered to his feet, and without hesitation, he took out a wind control charm, stuck it on his legs, and as soon as his feet left the ground, he happily passed the addiction of flying to the sky.

After using two wind control talismans in a row, Zhao An was extremely reluctant to return to his cave, put the rest of the wind control talismans away, and said secretly in his heart, "This wind control talisman can help people fly in a short time, it is something that can save lives, or it is better to save some use." ”

Zhao An pinched the pill in his fingers, and saw that the four pills were each the size of half a palm, three times larger than ordinary pills, and it didn't look like a refined pill, but more like a demon pill dug out of the body of a fierce beast.

Poured one and put it in the palm of his hand, Zhao An sniffed it, and sure enough, he smelled a faint smell of blood, but there was no fragrance of the elixir.

"It is recorded in the Condensation of Qi that the medicine pill and the demon pill have a great help and effect on cultivation, and some monks who have reached the bottleneck of cultivation will often take the medicine pill to break through the cultivation, if what is written above is good......"

Zhao An's eyes showed a hint of decisiveness, and he thought about the luck method of condensing qi trick again in his heart, threw a demon pill into his mouth, and swallowed it without hesitation.

The demon pill melted in the mouth, and the faint smell of blood spread from the throat, and the next moment, a hot stream suddenly spread from the demon pill, straight into the dantian.

After just a few breaths, Zhao An's eyes were red, blood was faintly flowing out of his ears, and his stomach was even more as if he had drunk strong soju, and the whole person was almost burned by fire.

Zhao An's eyes showed a hint of caution, if he guessed correctly, the power of the demon pill was too fierce, and his cultivation was too low to refine all the power of the demon pill, so the remaining power of the demon pill was like fire, completely burning in his body.

If he can't use the Qi Condensation Technique to refine the power of this demon pill, then I'm afraid that in the next moment, he will explode and die at any time because he can't contain those powers!

"The power of the demon pill is spreading too fast, and if you continue like this, you must die!"

Zhao An really didn't expect the effect of the demon pill to be so powerful, the irritable aura rampaged through his body, and his entire body seemed to swell several times, like giving a leather ball.

"Fight for it!"

Zhao An's face froze, his eyes were full of red silk, he forcibly endured the discomfort of his body, took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, as if looking inward, and actually used his own time power to slow down the speed of the spread of the demon pill in his body.

What was surprising was that the power of the demon pill was really in Zhao An's eyes, and the speed of release suddenly slowed down a hundred times!

Zhao An didn't have time to rejoice, he didn't dare to relax a little, endured the severe pain in his body, and cautiously picked up the Qi Condensation Technique, and rushed towards the second layer of Qi Condensation!