When he woke up, he was already on the branch of the moon, and his waist was stuck in the branch, and the lack of blood supply for a long time made his entire lower body numb.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, he held on to the trunk with both hands and pulled out his body little by little, and then leaned on the trunk, just such a simple action, the pain made him sweat soaked through his clothes.

After the blood supply to his legs was restored and he was conscious, he sat cross-legged on the trunk of the tree, took out the elixir and spirit stone from the mustard stone, and began to heal and restore his spiritual power.

With the exercises to guide the recovery of the injury, the recovery was much faster, and by the time the sun rose the next day, the spiritual power and soul power had already returned to the peak.

The internal injuries were also controlled, but the spine was still as painful as a steel nail inserted into it, but unfortunately Yu Zefeng did not have an elixir specifically for bone injuries, so he could only use spiritual power to slowly recuperate.

It's not safe yet, and you have to continue to flee farther, and the other party may have flying spirit beasts.

I didn't find him only temporarily, I remember that there is a kind of six-grade elixir 'Suo Sheng Dan', so that the spirit beast can be put into the mustard stone after swallowing it, but I don't know if the spirit pole star has this kind of elixir.

If the other party had this kind of elixir, then he would have no time to cultivate. I hope that the other party will send back the spirit beast when he arrives in Lianshan Town, so that the time given to him will be more sufficient.

It's a pity that the cultivation time is too tight, and if you can learn the secret method 'Qiankun Divine Technique' in advance, the certainty of escape in this case will be much greater.

With this in mind, the man slowly slid down from the tree to the ground, and then walked to the summit of the mountain, and when he reached the peak, he looked in all directions, chose the highest mountain in the vicinity to the south, and flew towards the peak.

All the way, the spine hurt so much that the blue tendons on the forehead bulged and cold sweat flowed, but it didn't stop for a moment, and the eyes were resolute and willful.

The reason why the highest mountain is chosen is that the field of view will be wider, and you can find anything from a long distance. The second is to find a medicinal herb specifically for bone injuries, 'Yunyan Flower'.

The flower usually grows on the cliffs of the peaks that are shrouded in clouds all year round, and only the southern peak is most likely to grow nearby. As long as this medicinal material is found, he can refine the five-grade pill 'Bone Yuan Cultivation Pill', which can quickly recover from spinal injuries, otherwise there are still pursuers in the mountains, which will greatly reduce his chances of survival.

After flying for half an hour, the soul mind sensed that there were beast shadows flying among the surrounding trees, and it was the fierce beast 'Zombie Poisonous Bee'.

The peak strength of this beast god platform is not to be feared, but the trouble is that it is a group of fierce beasts, and the number is tens of thousands.

In the soul mind induction, this beast foot is the size of an adult's palm, the whole body is as black as ink, there are blood-colored meridian stripes on a pair of wings, and the tip of the tail is slightly drooping, leaking out a black sting needle that is four or five inches long.

It's very uncomfortable to be stung because there are neurotoxins on the sting. It is a fierce tiger, and it will be paralyzed in a short period of time if it is hit, and the whole body will be stiff and unable to move.

It's too late to retreat at this moment, and I don't know when, Yu Zefeng is already in the encirclement, his eyes are sharp, and it seems that he can only kill out.

Sharpening is to improve in a harsh environment.

Wan Nian Technique operated, and thirty-six spiritual power flying swords hovered around, and the flying sword pierced with a series of "snort" sounds.

The injury to his spine had seriously affected his flexibility, so it was a simple head-to-head encounter between a sword and a fierce beast.

Flew out a few hundred zhang again, still not attacked, Yu Zefeng knew that this was a zombie bee that had not yet reached a certain number, but looking at more and more beast shadows in the forest, the attack was ready at any time.

"Hum" a buzz, as if sounding in the depths of the soul.

As if it was a trumpet of a charge, countless black streamers in all directions approached at great speed, and so many zombie bees flapped their wings at the same time, but there was no sound, as silent as a ghost. Only the surging aura of slaughter reminded Yu Zefeng of what he had to face.

The 'Sword Feather Style' operated, and after a breath, a golden figure appeared on the spot, and the flying figure was not affected in any way.

When it first connected with the zombie bee in front, the soul power envoy flying sword formed a volley of sword wheels and rotated extremely quickly, and the dozens of zombie bees that attacked were either cut off or split in two by the flying blade.

Although it was easy to block this wave of attacks, Yu Zefeng's flying figure was also a little slower, and at this time, the left and right attacks were even there, and each of the twelve flying swords went to the left and right sides.

The flying swords on all three sides formed a vertical line from top to bottom, and all the swords rotated rapidly, drawing a large sword circle, each sword circle was parallel to each other, and the circle was parallel to the ground.

The distance between the swords was just a few points smaller than the size of a zombie bee. In this way, it is absolutely impossible for the zombie bee to break through the gap.

Only by breaking the rotating trajectory of the spirit power sword can he break through to Yu Zefeng's side.

"Sword Feather Standing Feather" shouted in his heart.

The martial arts worked, and all the sword feathers on the body stood up, and the tips of the swords were unified outward. Yu Zefeng suddenly turned into a sword-shaped hedgehog, and his edge was sharp and matchless.

"Go"

With a wave of his hand, he shouted softly, and the formation of the thirty-six flying swords remained unchanged, protruding straight out by a distance of one zhang, and skyrocketed to a foot long.

In the piercing sound of the sword, the popping and collision of the zombie bee and the flying sword came and went, and the bee colony was like a turbulent wave, wave after wave, and the number was too many.

Yu Zefeng struggled against the bee tide, and needles kept piercing the sword feathers in his back, and then he was blocked.

But in such a defensive state, there are very few zombie bees that can be killed, and there are too many of them, and the flying sword can only barely maintain the flying spinning trajectory, and there is no time to kill at all.

As he walked forward slowly, more and more zombie bees surrounded him, and a moment later a slow-moving black storm was formed, and Yu Zefeng was in the center of the storm, and he had to withstand dozens of zombie bees with every breath.

The spiritual power flying sword must not be a magic weapon flying sword, but just a means of compressing the spiritual power of martial arts. There is no magic weapon that has a great impact on Yu Zefeng's strength, if there is a magic weapon flying sword, under the differentiation of sword qi, these zombie poisonous bees in front of him will be dead and uninjured.

Cui Dong's spiritual light shield formed an eggshell to envelop him, and Cui Dong's sword escaped outside the light shield to form a sword-shaped phantom half a zhang high, and the soul thought controlled the peripheral spiritual power flying sword to turn back, spinning up and down outside the sword-shaped phantom.

Without the protection of the sword circle, countless bee needles suddenly shot out, most of them were bounced or killed by the spinning spiritual power flying sword, and a small number of them broke through the spiritual power flying sword blockade and stabbed on the spiritual light shield, and the light shield shook violently.

There are more and more zombie bees that can't continue to be consumed here, and now the movement speed is too slow, and he must rush over at a faster speed, otherwise it will be his death when his spiritual power is exhausted.

The body jumped up, and the sword escaped in the air in an instant, and crashed into the dense swarm of bees under the protection of the peripheral flying sword, and the sound of the flying sword and the stinging needle was endless, and the spiritual light shield shook several times and was pierced by the dense stinging needle, and then hit the body protection sword feather. Shocked Yu Zefeng's qi and blood surged, forcibly swallowed the reverse blood that had reached his throat, gritted his teeth and used his sword to escape and continue to sprint.

However, the speed is only a few points faster than before, and it is still delusional to break through.

His face turned fierce between his thoughts.

All the spiritual power flying swords were withdrawn, stretched out their palms, and the soul thought emperor made the spiritual power flying swords become inches long and suspended in the palm of their palms, standing still, and letting the dense stings make the spiritual light shield pop, like rain hitting plantains.