Chapter Forty-Nine: Under the Blade of the Sword, There Is Death and No Life
"Why do you want to kill them all, our Shanhemen is the top force in Yunyu Prefecture, as long as you stop it, I can be the master of the past, and I am not to blame for the past, how about turning the war into a jade silk? ”
Seeing that the other party stopped attacking, Chen Mingzhong temporarily put down his heart to mention, and his tone was euphemistic and full of pleading, where was there still the previous strong arrogance.
"Hehe, how could I have provoked your Shanhemen, it's just that my strength is low and I let you see the benefits, the weakness of the cultivation realm is the original sin, but now I am strong?" Yu Zefeng sneered.
"It's not like I'm talking about the power of my mountains and rivers, so why bother to do things. Besides, if you kill me today, it will only be tomorrow when you are killed again, but you have to think clearly. The background of the great forces is not something that ordinary people can offend. Hearing that the other party was not going to be good, Chen Mingzhong reminded with deep meaning.
"I figured it out. Yu Zefeng nodded and said.
Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, Chen Mingzhong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. But in his heart, he thought about how he could die here in a high position, as for reconciliation, let's dream! Stabilize this kid first, and when he returns to the sect to mobilize masters, he is not just crushed to death.
I was about to say a few more hypocritical and polite words to the kid in front of me, but I heard the other party continue: "I think about it, under the sword, even if you are high or low, you will decide life and death, and you will kill - no - forgiveness." ”
Yu Zefeng raised his sword and flew over, and a sword pierced through Chen Mingzhong's chest.
He still had an unbelievable look on his face until he died, as if he couldn't believe that Yu Zefeng really dared to offend Shanhemen to death, leaving no way out.
After a circle on the mountain peak, the monks who did not lose their breath all made up for another sword. I searched for a bunch of spirit stones and spirit stone cards, as well as a six-grade magic weapon 'Tao Fury Knife', which was also a small fortune.
Pack up and continue your journey deeper into the mountains.
There were one hundred and thirty-one Shanhemen realm cultivators buried on the mountain peak behind him, and with such a number of deaths, even Shanhemen would be greatly injured.
In this fight, his momentum reached its peak, but unfortunately, he still failed to comprehend the will of kendo. But thinking about the success rate of other monks, I was relieved, and I had to look for another opportunity.
Half a day later, I walked to a mountain basin, and when I looked up, the whole basin was covered by half-human-high grass, the grass was emerald green, and there were dense inch-long barbs on the edge of the leaves, which were dark and shiny, and at first glance contained toxins.
This grass is called Poison Flame Grass, as long as it is injured by a barb, the wound is as painful as a fire, and it is generally born in low-lying places.
However, Yu Zefeng's eyes did shine when he saw this, the poisonous flame grass was nothing, but there must be a blood fern where this grass appeared, which was a very cherished alchemy medicinal material.
This medicinal material is also extremely cherished in Tianmuxing, and it can refine the Six-Grade Earth Spirit Breaking Mirror Pill, which can help the Earth Realm cultivators improve the success rate of breakthroughs, even if the Divine Infant breaks through the Heavenly Realm, it also has a certain effect.
Although he didn't need it, it was very suitable for a few people in Longshan, but the blood ferns were all in the depths of the grass forest, and it was a little troublesome to find.
The sword feather style wrapped around the whole body, slashed out of the sheath, and swept across the front of him, countless poisonous flame grasses were cut off, and a three-foot-wide straight passage was opened in the dense grass forest.
In this way, he wandered from side to side in the grass, and after a quarter of an hour, he finally found his target, and there were about a hundred blood ferns in front of him, the rhizomes were blood-red, and the top was rolled into a small yellow circle.
Before he got closer, a special medicinal fragrance wafted into his nose, and he suddenly felt that the blood flow was a little more active, and he was happy to step forward and carefully collect it by roots, and put it in the jade box and stored it in the mustard stone.
However, just a few dozen feet behind Yu Zefeng, a withered branch suddenly moved strangely, and a pair of soybean-sized eyes opened at one end of the withered branch, and it was looking straight at Yu Zefeng through the gap between the roots of the poisonous flame grass.
The dead branches slowly bent upwards from the middle, and the ends were close to the ground and closed in the middle, all very slowly and gently, without making a sound.
When the dead branch bent into an exaggerated arch, the front end was slightly lifted and the back end was firmly glued to the ground, and the arched body instantly straightened and shot out, and the target was Yu Zefeng, who was collecting medicinal herbs.
At this moment, Yu Zefeng's squatting body did not move, holding the sword of chopping thoughts, and his backhand stabbed straight down from the top of his head along the back, the tip of the sword was inserted into the soil, and the whole person looked as if his back was leaning against the sword that was inserted into the ground.
"Ding"
He felt a huge force slam into the body of the sword that was stuck in the ground, and then pushed the blade of the sword to hit his back.
The body threw forward uncontrollably, and the right hand holding the sword was numb. Yu Zefeng took advantage of this inertia and rolled to the ground and quickly got up and turned his head, only then did he see what was attacking him.
The Divine Infant Beginner Beast Dead Wood Snake, no more than two feet long and as thick as a cup, this snake is extremely good at concealing its tracks, and when it is not moving, it looks like a branch.
After eating a meal, you can go without eating or drinking for several years, and you can gather the vitality and spiritual power of your whole body without moving.
If you don't use the soul mind to carefully sense, you can't find it at all, the whole body is as hard as iron and comparable to a magic weapon, and its difficulty is also famous among the fierce beasts in the realm.
Jian Mei frowned slightly, no one wants to be with such a murderer, it is simply invulnerable, and its speed is very fast.
Forget it, it's an experience anyway, let's talk about it after fighting.
Raising the sword to the top of his head, he threw the sword in his hand at the dead wood snake, as if it was not a sword, but a flying knife.
The body of the deadwood snake bent, its tail raised, and it was drawn straight on the tip of the sword, like a "poof" sound of gold and iron, and a string of sparks splashed.
The finger of the sword in the hand is swiped up and down, left and right in front of the body, or stabbing, picking, chopping, sharpening, or spinning .......
The sword of slashing surrounded the dead wood snake, sending out a series of movements, like a torrential wind and rain, and the sound of impact was endless, like a piece of music, and the sparks that collided flew in all directions like fireworks.
The situation was so deadlocked, Yu Zefeng never gave the Deadwood Snake a chance to move, and he couldn't hurt it in the slightest.
After the tea time passed, the two sides still did not make any breakthroughs, and they also knew in their hearts that it was not a way to go on like this, although the flying sword limited its movement, but it was only within a radius of a few feet, and the flying sword did not have the opportunity to hit the same position continuously at all, so there was no way to help this fierce beast.
After pondering for a while, he recalled the Sword of Slashing Thoughts, and injected spiritual power into Tianluo Jia.
At the moment when Yu Zefeng recalled the flying sword, the deadwood snake burst out after him, and almost as soon as he held the hilt of the sword, he heard a "bang", and the snake's body hit straight into his chest, and then was resisted by the inner armor.
At this moment, the recalled Slashing Sword slashed upwards from below, and the Deadwood Snake was suddenly knocked away and thrown into the sky.
Yu Zefeng's soul thought about it, and thirty-six spiritual power flying swords followed closely. Hold the snake tightly and briefly control the snake's body to prevent it from moving.
Chopping thoughts then flew into the air, along the seven-inch position of the dead wood snake, and rotated and cut dozens of times in an instant, like two iron stones rubbing and making a series of "squeak...", the sound was unpleasant and harsh, and the dead wood snake was cut off in an instant.
With a long exhale, the secret path in his heart was really difficult, and he controlled the spiritual power flying sword to pierce the snake body from the wound, and took out the flesh and blood organs, leaving only a snake skin into the mustard stone, which is the best material for refining defensive magic weapons.
Sit down cross-legged, take out the soul spirit pill to recover the consumed spiritual power and soul power, and it will be restored to its peak in an hour.
Recalling the previous battles, he was not sharp enough to control the fighters. It should have been booby-trapped by the latter method at the beginning, wasting some time and energy in vain. At the same time, I also understand that there is no absolute defense, just see if there is a way to break the defense.
continued to wander in the grass forest, during which he also encountered some other fierce beasts, and his strength was not high, and he solved it casually.
However, a few more blood ferns were found, and the harvest was quite good. Seeing that it was getting dark, he took his sword and fled out of the basin, and found a cave on the hill next to him to live in.
He cut a stone to block the entrance to the cave, took out the futon and sat down cross-legged in the middle of the hole.
Yu Zefeng hadn't practiced the exercises for more than ten days, and although today's battle didn't make him break through in martial arts and swordsmanship, he felt that the bottleneck of his cultivation had been loosened.
It has been several months since I broke through to the peak of the Shentai, and now that my thoughts are clear, my momentum has exploded to the peak, and it is time for my cultivation to go further.