At this time, Murong Han kept wielding Purgatory, and this time he did not limit his strength and exerted all his power. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The giant sword was swung, and the wind was brought up by the giant sword all around, making a 'whirring' sound, the speed was not very fast, Murong Han just drew out one sword after another, and each sword contained huge power.

Not so!

Not so it is!

Every time a sword was drawn, Murong Han's brows were a little closer, looking and doing, they were two different signs, it looked very easy, but it was very difficult to do.

Murong Han would rather look very troublesome, which means that most of them can be seen with the naked eye, but it is extremely difficult to imitate what is invisible with the naked eye first.

Murong Han stopped directly, and swung a sword at the ground, and every time he swung it, there would be a slight change.

But he never met Murong Han's requirements, this was not what he wanted. What he wanted was the state of a wild boar.

The scenes of the wild boar's strength have always been in Murong Han's mind, but he has never been able to achieve a state of lifting weights.

The wild boar condensed all its power and did not emit it, and it didn't seem to have any lethal power, but Murong Han couldn't do it.

With a swing of the sword, the power will radiate, and every time he makes a move, a huge amount of pressure will be emitted, but this is not what Murong Han wants.

Old Man Bing looked very puzzled, he really couldn't see what this meant, it looked no different from before.

Every time the sword is swung, in the eyes of the old man Bing, it contains a huge amount of power, this is already an extremely powerful attack, for this, the old man Bing is already very satisfied, but looking at Murong Han's frowning brows, he knows that Murong Han is not very satisfied with what is in front of him.

Murong Han changed his power technique little by little, he began to control his power, and began to compress his power into the sword power, but directly released it.

At the beginning, the power became smaller and smaller, and Murong seemed to have found this feeling, to achieve this state, he had to control the power in his body and not let it overflow, but this was not easy to say.

Now Murong Han swung his giant sword, although it didn't hit the ground, the sound of the 'whirring' wind did not change, but the sound became smaller and smaller.

That's right, that's what it feels like.

That's right, the feeling of the Nine-Tails is powerful.

Murong Han muttered over and over again in his heart, becoming more and more excited, his brows gradually relaxed, and he swung his giant sword with a serious face.

Looking at Murong Han's sword swinging action, the old man Bing was a little anxious, is this kid lacking in strength, why is the speed and strength of the sword swinging decreasing.

Old Man Bing was very worried, worried that Murong Han would be forced to wake up from his state of epiphany because his physical strength could not keep up, which was what he was most worried about.

From the outside, Murong Han's strength was getting weaker and weaker, and the speed of the giant sword in his hand was getting faster and faster, but the 'whirring' sound that drove the air became smaller and smaller.

It seemed that Murong Han's physical strength could no longer keep up, but at this time, Murong Han was very happy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, because he had found the right way to cultivate.

That's the feeling, keep going.

Murong Han told himself in his heart that Murong Han's speed was getting faster and faster, his whirring voice was getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared directly.

Old Man Bing was already stunned at this time, because at this time, the giant sword in front of him seemed to have lost its due weight and became very light, terrifyingly light.

At this time, the scene of Murong Han swinging his sword was only seen by those who held light swords, and it seemed that the sword used by Murong Han was much lighter and had lost its original gravity.

It seemed that Murong Han's sword had lost its original power and did not pose the slightest threat, but the more this happened, the more surprised Old Man Bing became.

He knew that Murong Han would not do useless work, and this kind of attack could indeed make up for the lack of speed, but the power was a little insufficient, and for a while, Old Man Bing was a little incomprehensible.

At this time, Murong Han's sword was as fast as lightning, slashing towards the ground, Murong Han had already compressed all his strength, there was no leakage, he had done it, and controlled his strength.

This time, Murong Han did not put away the sword, but continued to slash downward, slashing towards the ground, lifting the weight lightly, Murong Han had already done it.

The moment the sword touched the ground, all the power erupted, and the sword that originally looked light and fluttering erupted with tremendous power at this time.

The ground was directly smashed out of a huge pit by Murong Han, and even Murong Han himself fell into it, the earth and stones splashed, and the cracks spread to the surroundings, even Murong Han himself did not expect that the power that erupted in an instant was so powerful.

The old man Bing on the side was also stunned, a sword that originally had no power actually exerted such a terrifying power, with the speed just now, Murong Han had overcome his weakness.

Murong Han looked at the scene in front of him and smiled slightly, he had already done it, and he had achieved a state of lifting weights.

Murong Han had already gotten out of the state of epiphany just now, and looked at the old man Bing and asked.

"What are you doing on the tree, is there anything strange on it? Don't say so much, help me find a seventh-order demonic beast, I want to practice my hands!"

Hearing Murong Han's words, Old Man Bing smiled and exuded his divine sense, looking for the demonic beasts around him.

People who have an epiphany don't pay attention to what is going on around them and don't know what's going on, they just focus on that one thing and ignore everything else.

No matter how much time has passed, in their eyes, it is just a moment in the past, and people who have an epiphany have no concept of time.

"To the southwest, there is a seventh-order lightning leopard, which is extremely fast, just give you a try. After a while, Old Man Bing spoke.

Hearing Old Man Bing's words, Murong Han rushed directly towards the southwest, adding an extra layer of Cave Turtle Breath Technique to his body, casting a glimpse of floating light, and constantly rushing over.

It didn't take long for a gray leopard to appear in front of Murong Han, covered with black spots, this was the seventh-order demonic beast, the lightning leopard.

Murong Han did not hide his consciousness, and he could make a very big movement, and at this time, the lightning leopard had already turned around and saw which human being.

Feeling the breath of this other party, and finding that the other party did not have the breath that made it afraid, and there was also an aura that suppressed it, the lightning leopard stopped, looked directly at Murong Han, and waited for him to come over.

Seeing that the other party stopped, Murong Han sped up and chased after him, and the lightning leopard turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards Murong Han, wanting to cut Murong Han's throat directly.

It was fast, Murong Han's was faster than him, and he cast a glimpse of light, and came directly to the side of the lightning leopard, and missed the claws of the lightning leopard.

The lightning leopard is a thunder attribute, not only has strong attack power, but also has a very fast speed, which is not comparable to ordinary seventh-order demonic beasts. Coupled with the characteristics of the leopard monster, speed is the most terrifying talent of the lightning leopard.

The lightning leopard landed on the trunk of the tree, exerted its strength on all fours, and jumped up again, the reaction of the leopard-like demonic beast was very sensitive, and the attack was also very fast.

Murong Han was already standing on the trunk of another tree, and saw the lightning leopard pounce towards him, and the purgatory in his hand slashed towards the other party.

Is this human being sick?

The lightning leopard looked at Murong Han suspiciously, the other party wielded the giant sword as if it was wielding a straw, and attacked it like this, could it be that he had already given up?

Seeing this scene, the lightning leopard did not stop, and attacked directly towards Murong Han, with such a force, let alone injuring it, it was impossible to stop it.

The Lightning Leopard had no intention of stopping, it was confident that its head would not be injured by an attack of this magnitude.

When the light heavy sword first touched the skull, there was no threat at all.

But at the moment of touch, a terrifying force suddenly burst out. It was like a flood bursting its banks, and the astonishing power burst out in an instant, and the lightning leopard only heard the sound of a skull shattering, and then knew nothing.

By this time, the lightning leopard had fallen to the ground, smashed a large hole, and its head was gone, replaced by a large pool of blood, minced flesh, and a demon core.

Even the old man Bing saw that this strange way of attacking was really indefatigable, and no one would be prepared for it.

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