The aura in his body rose to the eighth order, Murong Han pulled out his hands, and two marks flew out from the giant python's body, revealing Murong Han's left and right hands. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Murong Han directly pulled out the giant sword behind his back and injected his courage, and the giant sword emitted a cold aura and inserted it along the wound on the top of the giant python's head.

The giant python's eyes lost their original brilliance, fell into the small pool, splashed water, and Murong Han directly sat on the giant python's head to cultivate.

The blood red of his eyes gradually faded, and Murong Han took out an elixir with both hands, which emitted a little light on it, which looked so dazzling.

Snake Birth Grass, a fourth-order elixir of the mortal rank, this is what this giant python is guarding, and this is also the material needed to refine the Gathering Core Pill.

The Polynuclear Pill, a third-order pill, could not be refined with the strength of Murong Han's second-order Dan Master, and only by reaching the third-order Dan Master could it be successfully refined.

The effect of the Concentrated Core Pill is to help the ninth-order warrior condense the spirit core and enter the spirit master realm, which can increase the chance of success.

Drawing out the giant sword, Murong Han dissected the giant python, took out the useful snake skin and bones, and froze the meat with vigor as a food reserve.

"Boy, where do you want to go?"

Just as Murong Han turned around and was about to leave, Old Man Bing suddenly spoke.

"Go find a monster to hone my swordsmanship. Where else can I go. ”

"Don't go looking for Warcraft, with your current ability, you can't even dance a sword under a waterfall, let alone deal with Warcraft!"

"How is it possible, I can already master the giant sword!" Murong Han said.

"Don't believe me, you go up and try it!" said the old man with a hint of bewilderment.

"Just try!" Murong Han said, walking towards the pool, where the waterfall fell vertically, washing a stone in the middle of the pool.

The stone is about the size of the table, and the water chestnut on it has been smoothed out by the waterfall.

Murong Han stepped on the stone, and just as he wanted to say something, the whole person stumbled, fell off the stone, and fell into the pool.

"Hehe, what's going on? I'm right!" said Old Man Bing with a smile.

Murong Han emerged from the pool, the stone was so slippery, and under the washing of the waterfall, he had made a mistake in controlling himself.

Murong Han had been carrying the giant sword on his back, and he had adapted to the weight of the giant sword, and he was also used to walking on the ground with the giant sword on his back.

But now under the waterfall, everything feels the same anymore, the body is washed by the waterfall, everything is different.

The next thing is to cultivate on it, the impact of the water flow cannot be underestimated, at the beginning, Murong Han couldn't even stand on the smooth stone, let alone hold a sword.

After a while, he was washed down by the waterfall and fell into the pool, and after a long time he was able to stand on it for a while, but he still couldn't hold on for long.

Take out the giant sword, stab, pick, split, wipe, pull, tease, break, in the action, Murong Han's first practice is splitting!

Murong Han slashed out one sword after another, but due to the influence of the current, Murong Han's direction every time he slashed out deviated from what he thought.

Old Man Bing stood not far away and watched, letting Murong Han practice his sword under the waterfall, firstly, it was indeed to sharpen his swordsmanship, and secondly, he really needed Murong Han to settle down, he relied too much on refining blood and transforming qi.

This is not the courage he cultivated himself, they are all forcibly seized, the courage seems a little frivolous, and the blood-red eyes are the influence of the negative emotions in the blood of the demonic beast.

picked up the sword and did those few basic movements over and over again under the waterfall, although it was still the same four, Murong Han still kept doing it. This night, Murong Han did not come down from the waterfall, but kept his eyes closed, doing a few basic movements over and over again.

The impact of the waterfall affected the direction of the knife, and now Murong Han had been thinking about how he could avoid the current.

The next day, Murong Han's movements finally began to look decent, but the speed slowed down a lot, and Murong Han was always thinking about how to make the impact of the water flow unable to affect him.

How can we avoid the resistance of the water, follow the water potential, and use the force to chop down, but what should we do with other actions?

Since the water has created an impact, it only needs to generate the same force to cancel each other out.

A spiritual light flashed in Murong Han's mind, Murong Han seemed to have caught something, but he was always stuck there.

Murong Han watched as the waterfall fell into the pool, and the surface of the water produced ripples, spreading outward, and then hitting back, canceling out with other ripples.

Murong Han suddenly thought of something, and the giant sword in his hand swung up, and his movements were like flowing water in the same way, without the slightest hindrance.

Drink!

Murong Han jumped up in the air, slashed horizontally with a sword, slashed towards the waterfall, and slashed through the sword, and the whole person fell on the stone.

I was right!

Murong Han looked at the waterfalls that couldn't be connected for a long time, and was very excited, he really cut off the waterfall.

"Not bad, not bad. Old Man Bing admired from the bottom of his heart, even he didn't expect that Murong Han would be able to comprehend the method of using courage, which no one could teach, and he could only comprehend it by himself.

Murong Han withdrew the giant sword in his hand behind his back, and for some reason, Murong Han felt that his heart was much lighter.

This method is like a rotating object, attacking one after another.

It's called this method -- spiral strength

Old Man Bing returned to Murong Han's body, all he could do was remind Murong Han in the appropriate place that this was his own path and not something that others could control.

Roar!

Just as Murong Han was about to leave, a sad and angry roar suddenly sounded in the distance, resounding for a hundred miles and shaking the heavens and the earth.

The roar of a demonic beast sounded in the mountains, as if in response to something, and the stones on the ground trembled slightly.

"Boy, that roar just now, but the eighth-order demonic beasts, although they don't know what happened, they can be sure of one thing, the demonic beasts in this area have rioted. Old Man Bing's tone was a little solemn.

According to this rhythm, there is a great possibility of a beast tide, with Murong Han's eighth-order martial cultivation, he can still escape if he encounters a fourth- or fifth-order demonic beast, but if he encounters a sixth-order demonic beast, he has no ability to resist at all.

The demonic beasts within a radius of a hundred miles rioted, and even if Murong Han left now, he would not be able to escape safely within a hundred miles.

The ancient wood in the distance was knocked down, Murong Han's face was a little solemn, and the demonic beasts went crazy.

"What the hell is going on? Why did the monsters suddenly riot!"

"Oh, shit, what the hell is going on?"

Many people who had been training in the mountains were affected by this sudden disaster and were buried in the hands of demonic beasts.

No matter how high your cultivation is, a group of demonic beasts will sweep by, and no matter how you escape, you will be trampled to death by random hooves.

The demonic beasts in the air continued to dive and attack the humans on the ground, and this time the demonic beasts were targeting these humans.

A fourth-order golden feather eagle covered the sky above Murong Han's head, leaning over and rushing towards Murong Han, like a mountain.

"Boy, don't think too much, let's find a way to get out of here first. Old man Bing said.

"Got it. ”

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Murong Han rose into the air and rushed towards the Golden Feather Eagle, grabbed the Golden Feather Eagle's sharp beak, and climbed on top of him.

Phew!

The Golden Feather Eagle screamed, constantly shaking its head, trying to shake Murong Han down, its most powerful attack was his claws and mouth, but it was useless now.

Murong Han grabbed the feathers of the Golden Feather Eagle, the whole person half-squatted on top of its head, and slowly pulled out the giant sword behind his back, just to try his own trick.

The golden feather eagle flew extremely fast in the air, fell, crashed into the cliff, and kept turning over in the air, trying to throw off a small flea on its body.

Murong Han slowly stood up on the Golden Feather Eagle, and the giant sword in his hand slashed towards the top of the Golden Feather Eagle's head, but the speed was extremely slow.

It looked very frivolous, without any strength at all, and gently touched the body of the golden feathered eagle, and its feathers were not even split.

Wow, wow

The Golden Feather Eagle let out a few screams, a few drops of blood dripped from the beak of the bird, and its body was also a little unstable, that sword, Murong Han's attack was like ripples in the water, passing through the Golden Feather Eagle's defense, constantly bombarding its body.

But Murong Han was still not satisfied, this attack power could not even be directly killed by the fourth-order Golden Feather Eagle, and the power needed to be improved.

"Okay, you kid can comprehend that this attack method is already very powerful, and you still need to improve it step by step, you think that those courageous skills appear out of thin air, and they are not created by predecessors, a little bit of improvement. ”

"You'd better get rid of this golden feather eagle, it can't deal with you, and it's already taking you to find help!"