Zhang Fan estimated his own strength, the seventh-rank martial artist, with the Dacheng-level Destruction Fist, even the nine-rank martial artist could win the battle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, at present, all this is still Zhang Fan's speculation, and the specific strength still needs to be tested by battle.

Zhang Fan walked inward along the periphery of the Wuyin Mountain Range for hundreds of meters, and along the way, not only did the level of the demon beasts he saw increase a lot, but even the level of the elixir that grew had reached the stage of the first-grade elixir.

The demon beast Zhang Fan encountered did not take the initiative to provoke, as long as the reason was that the demon beast Zhang Fan encountered was a group demon beast fire wolf, the fire wolf was a first-level late-stage demon beast, and its strength was comparable to that of human seventh-grade martial artists, a group of fire wolves, even if a few nine-rank martial artists were united, they would have to flee from the wind.

However, Zhang Fan did not let go of the elixir found on the road and dug them all up.

Coax, coax.

The strange roar of the demon beast came into Zhang Fan's ears.

Zhang Fan was clever and quickly chased after the source of the sound.

In front of a waterfall, a large insect with blue fur and a five-pointed Venus on its forehead is roaring in the sky, and the big insect is mighty, nearly three meters long.

It's the Bijing Blue Tiger.

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

The Bijing Blue Tiger, a first-level overlord-level demon beast, even if a human seventh-rank martial artist sees it, he has to flee from the wind.

"It's you, it's just right to test your strength."

Zhang Fan didn't mean to hide from his figure at all, he jumped directly from the trunk of the tree and looked at the Bijing Blue Tiger with provocative eyes.

The Bijing Blue Tiger seemed to have wisdom, and actually understood what Zhang Fan meant, roared at Zhang Fan a few times, and then swooped towards Zhang Fan, pounced on Zhang Fan, and two claws glowing with silver light cut towards Zhang Fan's neck like a sickle.

"Alright, brute, just in time."

Zhang Fan sank his horse and lowered his waist, his strength was gathered in his arm, and his right fist seemed to be slow and fast, like an angry dragon, and it collided with the claws of the Bijing Blue Tiger.

The Bijing Blue Tiger humanized and showed disdainful eyes.

Zhang Fan didn't care.

Bang, bang.

The fist collided with the claw, and a compelling force hit Zhang Fan's arm, Zhang Fan took a step back, shaking off the momentum transmitted in his hand.

"This beast is so terrifying."

Zhang Fan's arm was sore, and he had already suffered a loss when he used the Overlord Fist to collide with the Bijing Blue Tiger just now.

The Bijing Blue Tiger won with one blow, pursued the victory, and pounced on Zhang Fan again.

Zhang Fan's face changed, and he punched out again, but every time he hit hard, it was the Bijing Blue Tiger that took advantage, and Zhang Fan fell into the disadvantage.

However, what puzzled the Bijing Blue Tiger was that no matter how much it strengthened its strength, it couldn't knock down the human in front of it with a single blow.

Zhang Fan shook his sour arm and said secretly, "This beast is so powerful, but it can only end here." ”

The hard encounter with the Bijing Blue Tiger just now was just what kind of standard Zhang Fan had reached in order to test his strength, and now that the test has been completed, he naturally has no idea of dealing with the Bijing Blue Tiger.

The Bijing Blue Tiger leaped violently, like a tiger leaping over a mountain forest, its speed nearly doubled, and there was a bloodthirsty killing intent in its eyes.

Zhang Fan still sank his horse and lowered his waist, but it was different from the previous punching routine, this time, Zhang Fan took a step forward suddenly, followed, stepped in unison, and the broken strength erupted from the fist, and a punch directed the Bijing Blue Tiger.

Rumble.

The body of the Bijing Blue Tiger flew out fiercely, colliding with a giant tree, the giant tree fell, the Bijing Blue Tiger stood up, and then looked at Zhang Fan, with hatred, and rushed towards Zhang Fan even more fiercely, but the result remained unchanged, and the Bijing Blue Tiger flew back upside down again.

Zhang Fan quickly rushed towards the Bijing Blue Tiger.

The Bijing Blue Tiger was frustrated twice, and it also understood that the human in front of it was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so it arched itself and ran backwards.

Behind him, a deadly wind struck, and the hair of the Bijing Blue Tiger stood up, and bang, the strength of the shattering erupted in the body of the Bijing Blue Tiger, bursting out a cloud of blood mist, and in the blood mist, a blue crystal nucleus fell to the ground.

Zhang Fan picked up the crystal nucleus and left quickly.

In the next few days, Zhang Fan was like this, hunting demon beasts and picking elixirs during the day, and refining crystal nuclei and elixirs with innate skills at night, and within a few days, Zhang Fan's cultivation was improved to the peak of the seventh rank of martial artists.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Zhang Fan opened his eyes.

Zhang Fan sat cross-legged, and in front of Zhang Fan, there were seven crystal nuclei of different colors, each of which was left by a first-level overlord-level demon beast.

Zhang Fan picked up a crystal nucleus, the devouring martial soul in his body operated, a black vortex appeared in the palm of his hand, the crystal nucleus was devoured, and the pure yuan force overflowed to the dantian, and soon a crystal nucleus turned into flying ash, Zhang Fan picked up another one, when all seven crystal nuclei turned into flying ashes, the familiar sublimation was felt, the dantian in the body was shocked, and the breath was empty and powerful.

Warrior Eight Pins.

Zhang Fan's pupils flashed with a ray of fine light.

After breaking through the eight grades of the martial artist, the Destruction Fist successfully hit the realm of perfection.

If the Breaking Fist wants to reach its artistic conception, I am afraid it will take a long time.

Next, you can consider practicing an archery.

Hunting demon beasts in the Fog Hidden Mountain Range, Zhang Fan deeply realized the role of being an archer, boxing is only used in close combat, hard hitting, if you encounter a difficult character, I am afraid that you will fall into a bitter battle and put yourself in danger.

On the contrary, if you practice an archery technique, you can attack when you advance and defend when you retreat, which is the way for hunters to survive.

After returning to the family this time, you must find an archery technique to cultivate in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Zhang Fan thought so.

Out of the cave, Zhang Fan searched for demon beasts as usual, passed through a waterfall, and faintly, Zhang Fan heard bursts of quarrels.

Under a waterfall, there is a woodland.

At this moment, above the woodland, three men and one woman were surrounded by a group of fire wolves.

These three men and one woman Zhang Fan all knew each other, and they were Feng Bingxin and the others that Zhang Fan met when he entered the Wuyin Mountain Range that day.

"Zhao Yue, Wuzun, you protect Senior Sister Feng, I'll go back and move the rescuers to save you."

Xie Kun looked anxious, and said in a rather sincere tone.

"Senior Brother Xie, let's go and rescue the soldiers, I, Zhao Yue, am better at it."

When Zhao Yue heard Xie Kun's words, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, but he also learned from Xie Kun and fought for a chance to escape.

"Senior Brother Xie, Senior Brother Zhao, your strength is much stronger than mine, or I went back to move the rescuers, you should be able to hold out until the moment when I move in to rescue the soldiers."

When Wuzun heard that the two wanted to escape, he immediately hurriedly argued.

Feng Bingxin's face became colder and colder, and at this moment, Feng Bingxin couldn't recognize the real faces of these three people, let alone say it, "We are now surrounded by fire wolves, if there is infighting at this time, no one will be able to escape." ”

Feng Bingxin's words made Xie Kun and the other three show a trace of cold sweat on their foreheads, obviously these three people also knew the key to this.

The fire wolves gradually approached Feng Bingxin and the other four, and the encirclement was further narrowed.

Xie Kun and the other three ghosts took a step back, followed by Xie Kun's cruel smile, and slapped Feng Bingxin's back, Feng Bingxin couldn't control the inertia of his body, and threw himself forward, just falling into the fire wolves.

Feng Bingxin closed her big beautiful eyes in despair.

She didn't understand that at the last moment, Xie Kun and the other three actually pushed her into the fire in order to fight for a chance to live, and the three of them in the past were extremely flattering in front of her.

"Senior Sister Feng, I have to sacrifice you, for the inheritance of our sect."

Xie Kun said without any shame.

The three of them smiled, and with the help of Feng Bingxin, the three of them temporarily got out of the sight of the fire wolf, opened a gap together, and fled towards the periphery, and the fire wolf group immediately chased after them.

Feng Bingxin only felt that his body was getting colder, and then threw himself into a warm embrace.

Feng Bingxin opened his eyes and saw that the familiar side face, the breath of safety, the young man's sword eyebrows, his face was resolute, and he swung out one punch after another, and every time he swung a punch, a fire wolf died, at this moment, Zhang Fan imprinted a deep back in Feng Bingxin's mind, like an undefeated god of war.

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