Feng Xiaohan inserted the invisible sword into the cliff wall, hoping to slow down the force of the fall.

But feeling the wind whistling in his ears, the stone wall was cut straight by the invisible sword, and a slight touch was transmitted back from the hilt.

There was a slight pop, and Feng Xiaohan fell into the sea of clouds.

The speed has not slowed down!

Feng Xiaohan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he realized that the invisible sword was a sword body composed of sword qi, which was a powerful sword qi that could cut out a hole even with a three-foot blade.

No matter how hard the stone of the Tianshan Mountain is, it is no different from tofu in front of the invisible sword.

So he withdrew the invisible sword, raised his right hand, and stabbed the desolate sword into the stone wall.

The barren sword is also extremely sharp, but there is still a considerable gap compared to the invisible sword, when the barren sword pierces into the cliff, the huge resistance makes Feng Xiaohan's shoulder slightly painful, if it is someone else, the arm may have been dislocated.

Feng Xiaohan is worthy of being born with divine power, and his physical strength is amazing.

Under the resistance of the barren sword and the stone wall, the speed of the fall gradually slowed down, and after coming out of the clouds, it fell a hundred feet before finally stopping.

Feng Xiaohan held the hilt of his sword, and his body hung from the stone wall of the Tianshan Mountain.

After tens of thousands of years of wind and snow, there are no raised rocks on the stone walls of the Tianshan Mountains, and there is no place to climb with strength.

Looking at the surrounding environment, large snowflakes fell on his face, and the sky and the earth were vast.

Feng Xiaohan Yun looked through the curtain-like wind and snow with his eyes, and looked down.

After a long time, he sighed, Tianshan Mountain is worthy of being the first mountain in the human world, it is really steep and majestic, he has fallen for so long, and he has not seen the ground.

He looked up at the clouds above, where there was a small gap, where he had fallen, and the clouds were churning and closing and vanishing.

Feng Xiaohan's gaze fell there, but what he looked at was the top of the Tianshan Mountain farther up.

His scabbard fell on it, and when he waited, he needed to find a monster like a wolf or a bear to kill the sword.

The scabbard left by the ice lake at the top of the Tianshan Mountain was made by Chen Feng himself, is it not rude to throw it down like this? If He Xirou is here, I am afraid that it will be a bit of nagging again, but the matter has come to this point, he will never be able to climb up and retrieve it again.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the hilt of the sword that was held in his left hand, and a sharp and palpitating sensation appeared in his heart, and the snowflakes fell and floated three feet in front of the hilt and were cut off by it.

Feng Xiaohan thought to himself that it was fortunate that the invisible sword could be triggered by his heart, otherwise it would be really difficult to find a scabbard to accommodate it.

He put the invisible sword in his arms, and the inside of the leather coat was sewn into a pocket by He Xirou, which was very convenient for holding some things.

But that still doesn't change the fact that whoever marries her is unlucky. ”

In Feng Xiaohan's view,

He Xirou is a tiger with a feminine appearance, and those men who are confused by her appearance will only be eaten in the end.

For some reason, the cold wind suddenly became stronger, making Feng Xiaohan feel a little cold.

Only then did he remember that he was still hanging on the cliff of the Tianshan Mountains, and he might end up in pieces at any time.

Dispelling the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Feng Xiaohan pulled out the desolate sword, fell a distance and then inserted it into the cliff, and so on and so forth.

This method seems simple and fast, but in fact, it has extremely high requirements for the sword itself and the arm strength.

The gravity of the fall and the drag of the sword as it entered the cliff created a pulling force, and his arm was like a mad bull tied to it, while his right arm was full of force, like a car splitting the torture.

Therefore, only if the physical body is as strong as the wind and the cold, can such a method be used.

In fact, it didn't put a lot of pressure on him, just a little sore shoulder.

Although the descent was fast, it took nearly an hour to get back to the surface.

At the foot of the mountain on the other side of the Baideng Road in the Tianshan Mountains, a big character appeared in the snow.

Feng Xiaohan lay inside, panting heavily, and there was a soft touch of snow under him, but after all, it was not the feeling of emptiness in the air, which made him feel a lot more steady.

As he breathed, the aura around him began to surge in frequency.

Whale sucking spiritual energy is the fastest way to recover vitality, and his sword drains seventy percent of the vitality and all divine consciousness.

After taking a few breaths, the vitality gradually recovered, and the secluded mansion began to heat slightly, bringing a warm feeling.

Feng Xiaohan closed his eyes and fell asleep in the snow.

......

......

I don't know how long it took, the humanoid character "big" was buried by the wind and snow, and no one would have thought that there would be a person hiding under it.

In addition to the snow mastiff,

The monster snow mastiff rarely comes to the Tianshan Mountains, unless it is driven out of the territory by a competitor and passes by.

Snow mastiffs have the ability to escape the snow and are good at hunting prey hidden in the snow, such as snow fish.

The wind and snow were slightly chaotic, and a huge figure scurried towards this side.

It lowered its head and twitched its lower nose from time to time, catching the faint scent.

This snow mastiff has passed its prime, is in old age, was robbed of the chassis by other young demon beasts nearby, was seriously injured and fled, has not eaten for many days, and is hungry to the peak at this time.

The keen sense of smell of the Crowned Cold Mountain told it that there was a living creature under the snow not far ahead, and judging by the smell, it did not belong to any demon beast it had ever seen.

But hunger has made it unguarded, and whatever it is, it will dig it up, kill it, and eat it.

The snow mastiff walked very slowly and carefully, in addition to being afraid of scaring away the prey, but also because it had a wound on its shoulder, the size of a palm, compared with its huge physique, it looked very delicate, but in fact, the wound was so deep that even the bones were exposed.

It wasn't long ago that it was sleeping in the snow and was stabbed by a few humans passing by.

It still remembered that the terrifying light suddenly swooped into the snow, and then it passed out, waking up to the other party had already left, but the remnants of the sword qi in the wound made it miserable.

The defeat in the battle for the chassis also has a great deal to do with this scar.

A few days ago, those sword qi suddenly dispersed, it seemed that the owner of the sword had died, or the flying sword had been shattered, and the causal source of the heaven and earth qi machine had been lost, and the sword qi naturally had no reason to continue to exist.

It's none of its business, and its intellect can't think of such a deep place,

But as long as the sword qi is gone, it is a good thing, and now it only needs to eat more to heal its injuries, and then snatch the chassis back.

The snow mastiff slowly approached that side, prostrate on the ground, its eyes fixed on it, and there was a glint called wisdom in it.

In its undeveloped brain, that prey should be easy to deal with, and since it will appear in this place where birds don't, it should also be a poor guy who has been kicked out of the territory.

The snow mastiff has recovered some injuries these days, and I believe that he has the strength to fight reluctantly in the face of the snow tiger.

The snow mastiff's eyes showed a look of emotion, it was a pity that it had to kill its stomach today, how could it not have a lot of emotion?

After all, Hanshan is known as comparable to the Savage Domain, and the snow mastiff survives here after all, so it naturally has a little wisdom to think about some very superficial truths.

It confirmed that the "prey" was there, crawled to the vicinity, and slowly got up until the man stood up, and the forelimbs were slightly bent to break through the snow and kill the prey hiding below with lightning speed.

The huge claws fell, and the energy they brought up spread the extremely light snow particles on the surface of the snow like the surface of the water.

But the next moment, its body froze in the wind,

All the emotions in his eyes were replaced by fear, as if the little guy under the snow was a god and demon from ancient times, and the tremendous pressure called death made every muscle in its body tremble.

And all that pressure comes from the paw under its head.

- It thought it was supposed to be a claw, but it was actually a hand.

The hand reached out from under the snow and grabbed it by the throat.

"I really want to come to something, I used to think that I needed a sword wrapped in animal skin, but you came, and it just so happened that I was hungry, so I took you to pad my stomach. ”

The sound came from under the snow, and it seemed a little dull,

The snow mastiff didn't understand the meaning of those syllable words, and only felt that it was cold when the cold wind blew by......

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