Chapter 52: Suppression of the same generation
Listening to Qimeng's milky words, Guangzheng and a group of people were so ashamed that they wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, and hurriedly left, they didn't want to stay here for a moment.
After Guangzheng and the others left, Qi Meng ran to Xiao Fan with a large handful of storage rings as if inviting merit: "Big brother, we now have more than 4,000 demon pills, as well as a lot of multiple crystals, weapons and other things. ”
Xiao Fan nodded, took out a thousand demon pills and put them in the two storage rings, put some yuan crystals, and handed them to the two.
"Brother Fan, you don't need to give me the demon pill. Unconsciously, Li Hao also changed his name for Xiao Fan and waved his hand slightly.
"Take it and practice until the end of the goshawk trial. Xiao Fan couldn't help but throw the storage ring into Li Hao's arms.
He looked at the storage ring whose value was unknown, and felt helpless for a while, he was stunned for a while, nodded at Xiao Fan, and brought the storage ring to his finger.
And the remaining storage ring was directly thrown to Wang Dafu by Xiao Fan, and he smiled innocently and brought it directly to his hand.
After chatting for a while, Wang Dafu and Li Hao left together, and Luo Tianxiu, who was leisurely on the side, stood up and said: "Xiao Fan, when you go out, if you meet a young man wearing animal skin, leave directly, you know! You'd better avoid him, otherwise I'm afraid I won't see you in the future." He said, undisguised fear in his eyes.
Luo Tianxiu, who has always been arrogant, actually said such a thing, which made Xiao Fan a little surprised, and said with a smile: "I have no enmity with him, why should I avoid him?"
I saw Luo Tianxiu nodding with an extremely serious expression: "Lin Xuan, who was killed by you, has a very good relationship with him, although you are more powerful, but there is absolutely only one way to die in his hands, even if it is me, I can't take ten moves under his hands." ”
"Could it be that he is already in the realm of heaven and man?" Xiao Fan asked with a gasp.
Luo Tianxiu shook his head slowly: "No, his cultivation is only the first level of the Xuanhuang Realm, but the artistic conception has reached the level of the peak of the second grade, if nothing else, this year's leader should be him." ”
Xiao Fan was slightly awe-inspiring, the talent of the peak of the second grade of artistic conception was inevitably a little too terrifying, and he who had just entered the second grade sword intent knew the horror in it.
"He is the apprentice of the Zixiao Venerable, known as the suppression of the same generation, you meet absolutely he will die for a lifetime, this person is extremely affectionate and righteous, let him know that you killed Lin Xuan, I'm afraid it will be ......" Luo Tianxiu looked at Xiao Fan, who was deep in thought, and stopped talking, shook his head a little helplessly: "If he wants to kill you in this demon beast mountain range, I can't stop you, but as long as you go out, I will let my father do his best to protect you." ”
Xiao Fan slowly raised his head: "It's okay, it's just the first level of the Xuanhuang Realm, what is it?"
Seeing this, Luo Tianxiu shook his head and sighed heavily: "Phew, I know you bastard, the young master has really fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes, no matter what Venerable disciple he is! If there is really that time, you and my brother will overthrow him!"
Xiao Fan shook his head: "Suppressing the same generation, such a big breath, if it is really as you said, this makes me look forward to it." ”
"Crazy! another madman!" Luo Tianxiu listened to Xiao Fan's words, and left with a slight stunned expression.
"Whew!"
Xiao Fan looked at the back of him leaving and exhaled deeply, his eyes were a little solemn, there was no vanity under the fame, it was definitely not easy to make Luo Tianxiu so jealous, Qi Meng on the side came over heartlessly: "What does he matter, if you want to bully the big brother, you must first ask Meng Mengtong if he agrees." ”
"Okay, Mengmeng is the best. Xiao Fan smiled and rubbed Qimeng's hair.
The two returned to the cave, Xiao Fan couldn't wait to study the sword drawing technique that Forget the dust passed on to him, the peak sword technique of the Xuan Rank, he took a closer look and knew that this sword drawing technique has a total of two moves, the first style: splitting the ground!
After Xiao Fan saw it, he took out the sword order, and at this time, the words of the devouring mink sounded in his consciousness: "Hey, it means something, in this wild place, there are still people who can seal such a pure sword intent in the token." ”
Xiao Fan was slightly stunned, glanced at the sword order in his hand a few times and asked, "Seal the sword intent in this, why didn't I find it?"
"Of course you can't find it, you try to use your spiritual power to gather on your eyes, and then look at the token. ”
Xiao Fan's expression was shocked, and his spiritual power slowly gathered on his eyes, and when he looked at the sword words on the token, he intuitively roared with a sharp sword intent in his consciousness, and each stroke of the sword words on the token was composed of countless sword marks, which made him fall into it for a while, and he couldn't extricate himself.
After only half an hour, Xiao Fan's consciousness tingled, like a pinprick, the pain was unbearable, he put the sword order aside, and kept patting his head.
After resting for a long time, the pain gradually subsided: "Little mink, what's going on, why does my head hurt so much, and my mental power seems to have been squandered unconsciously." ”
"Normal, the comprehension of the sword intent requires strong spiritual power to support, in the next few days, don't forcibly comprehend the sword order, otherwise, your consciousness will collapse under the impact of the strong sword intent and directly become a fool. The words of the God Devouring Mink sounded in Xiao Fan's consciousness, and he admonished in an extremely serious tone.
Xiao Fan was silent, due to the lack of mental power, he looked exhausted, and the upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting, but Xiao Fan did not slack off, that threat did not know when it would come, and only by improving his cultivation could he face all this well.
Xiao Fan staggered out of the cave with a rusty sword, stood on a sword as thick as a bucket, his hand suddenly touched the hilt, drew the sword and slashed out, there was no vitality and no sword intent gathering, only with the strength of the flesh to cut out the sword, leaving only a shallow sword mark on the trunk.
Xiao Fan looked at the sword mark and shook his head, put the rusty sword back into the scabbard, held his breath again, and then pulled out the sword abruptly, the sword light flickered......
In this way, for five days in a row, he devoured thousands of demon pills, but it was difficult to cultivate an inch, and the step between the innate realm and the Xuanhuang realm was like a big mountain, blocking the road for Xiao Fan to break through, there was no way, he could only enter the Yantian world at night to recover his spiritual power, and in the morning he comprehended the sword order, and when his spirit was empty, he was dragging his tired body in front of the cave to practice drawing swordsmanship.
On the sixth day, Xiao Fan had just woken up from his cultivation state, and Li Hao and Wang Dafu found him.
"You're not going to hunt demon beasts, what's wrong with me?"
Wang Dafu stood aside innocently, while Li Hao's brows seemed to be twisted together and looked at Xiao Fan and said, "Ye Wei, a disciple of Zixiao Venerable, let out the words, four days later, that is, when the goshawk trial is over, I will take your life." ”