Song Yan's punch did not leave any traces on the mantis cricket, but instead shook himself back. Things were a little beyond Song Yan's expectations, the strength of this demonic beast had reached the lower ninth rank.

For a while, Song Yan's mood to test was gone, he had to repel this demonic beast as quickly as possible, otherwise he would be quite dangerous when his true yuan was exhausted. "Thirteen Hands of Flowing Stones!" Song Yan quickly unfolded his martial arts after approaching the praying mantis cricket again. For a while, the pale golden shell of the praying mantis cricket was full of traces of being hit by Song Yan. This Thirteen Hands of Flowing Stone is Song Yan's only melee martial art, and it was okay to use it originally, but Song Yan's strength has improved significantly at this time, and he is a little overstretched when he uses martial arts. This martial art move is not many and its power is limited, it can only make the mantis cricket take a few steps back, and it can't hurt him at all.

"Do you still want to enter the extreme realm!But! It seems that the extraction work of the old man has not been finished yet, and he has not come out to speak for several days, what should I do!" Song Yan finally gathered enough blood to refine again a few days ago. The old man has not appeared since that day. And Song Yan's other martial art, the Broken Gold Broken Jade Roar, did not dare to use it at this time, this kind of sonic attack can be said to be a double-edged sword, if one is not careful, it will become a radical method. Empty pull hatred.

"Wooh!" the praying mantis cricket figure jumped high and let out a high-pitched chirp, he was tired of Song Yan messing around him like an ant. The huge forelimbs of the mantis cricket kept smashing at Song Yan, and Song Yan could only dodge around for a while, and he could no longer cause any damage to the mantis cricket.

"Boom!" After Song Yan dodged the mantis cricket's attack again, he looked at a gap and punched it in the lower abdomen. The effect of this punch was not quite the same as the previous punches, and the mantis cricket's body was visibly raised backwards. "This ......" Song Yan looked at the power of his punch, and was slightly surprised in his heart, carefully thinking about the situation before this punch. He quickly discovered that because the praying mantis cricket had just jumped, his thirteen flowing stone hands did not hit it in the first place. It's just to keep the social energy in a state of accumulation.

"Could this be useful!" Song Yan's mind flashed, and the thirteen hands of the flowing stone did not continue to play, but always maintained a posture of gaining momentum in the case of the circulation of exercises. Gradually, he felt that his hands had become hot, and the arms that he usually sold had become green and exposed, and the powerful strength in his body and the five true elements in his body had been completely concentrated on this arm.

After a while, Song Yan's arm actually increased out of thin air, and there were five-colored lusters circulating on it. That is exactly the effect shown by condensing the true elements of the five elements. "It's time!" Thinking of this, Song Yan didn't continue to wait, and saw an opportunity to bombard it violently with a punch. "Boom!" A deafening loud bang came out, and Song Yan's body retreated several times in a row in this anti-shock force. I watched the praying mantis cricket fly out almost against the ground after being hit, and its waist had sunk deep into it, and the pale golden shell also had obvious cracks, and a trace of pale green liquid was constantly flowing outward. "Woo!" Perhaps it was too much pain, the mantis cricket queen no longer paid attention to Song Yan, screaming and falling towards the dense forest on the side. "It's a success!" At this time, Song Yan couldn't help but be overjoyed. Looking at his right hand, Song Yan was excited that he had created a new martial art. Although after this punch, the true yuan in his body was consumed by nearly seventy percent. But Song Yan still felt that it was quite worth it. "Brother Song Yan, are you okay?" At this moment, Ma Kui appeared with a few team members by the woods not far away. There were only four of them in the group, and the rest of the team members and Hua Fei were not here

"It's okay!" Song Yan put away his smile and walked towards them expressionlessly. After Ma Kui saw that Song Yan was indeed fine, he looked around vigilantly, and then asked more cautiously: "Brother Song Yan, what about the mantis cricket queen?" "It! confronted me for a while and walked away!" Song Yan knew that Ma Kui would not believe what he said, but Song Yan did not plan to tell the truth, people are separated from each other, who knows what they are thinking.

"You've been confronting each other for a while?" Ma Kui hadn't yet spoken, when Kant's voice rang out first. "I think you were afraid of death, so you escaped by hiding!" Song Yan's brows furrowed slightly, this Dekang in front of him was really a toad who didn't bite people. The disgust for Dekang in his heart is abnormal. Song Yan didn't give him a good look either.

"Oh, hehe! Even if Song is lying, it's better than some people running away!" "You!" Dekang's face turned green when he heard this, and he pointed at Song Yan and couldn't speak for a long time. "Do you know who I am? You dare to talk to me like that! I tell you, even the lord of the city would not dare to give me such a face. "Brother Song!" Perhaps he really didn't want Song Yan and Dekang to get into too much trouble, Ma Kui hurriedly reached out and grabbed Song Yan's sleeve, and whispered: "This Dekang is Lord Anduru's cronies......!

Waving his hand, Song Yan didn't let him continue. Song Yan doesn't care about anything. Although Anqi City is very large, it is really uncertain whether he will go in the future or not, even if there is a powerful Danshi there, but what does it matter to him. "If you talk nonsense, I don't mind abolishing you now!" Song Yan's words did not have a trace of emotion, as if he was saying it to a dead man. "You, you are so bold, I ......" "Okay! Brother Song has helped us a lot, you had better respect him, otherwise I will go back and report the truth to the city lord!" Ma Kui couldn't stand Dekang's behavior anymore, and before he could finish speaking, he interrupted.

"Brother Song Yan, we are going back, let's go together in a while, and then I will take you to meet the city lord!" Ma Kui's words were very sincere, and Song Yan could hear it. "Forget it, I'm a village farmer, I can't get on the stage, you say goodbye to Miss Hua Fei for me. I'm not going back. After speaking, Song Yan walked in the opposite direction. Ma Kui looked at his back, just sighed slightly, and then took Dekang and the other two team members with an angry face and returned to the way they came. Although the midday sun is poisonous, the light in the forest is much softer. Song Yan sat on his back resting beside a large rock, and next to him there was a fire lit on which the thigh of a demonic beast was roasted.

"What's the baby, do you have feelings for that little girl?" "What nonsense!" Song Yan was very helpless, he was like a naughty boy, and he did things and spoke completely casually. "Guo Lao, how is the result of your purification this time?" "Hehehe! look!" As he spoke, Guo Lao threw Song Yan a delicate bottle, which contained bright red blood from three places repelling each other. "The success rate of this purification is a little lower, but the purified true spirit blood is much more advanced, and it is estimated that the success rate of this game should enter the extreme realm will be much higher. ”

Hearing the old man's words, Song Yan showed a satisfied expression on his face, if he could improve the success rate, it would indeed be quite a happy thing. Because swallowing two drops of True Spirit Blood together like last time is really not something that ordinary people can bear. "There is one more thing, old man, when will you teach me some martial arts, now I only have one attack martial art, which is really a bit stretched!"

"Is this!" the old man twisted his beard and said with some embarrassment: "Song Yan baby, it's not that I don't want to teach you martial arts, it's just that I don't have any martial arts that martial arts can be learned here." Why don't you hurry up and cultivate, and when you reach the realm of martial artists, I'm teaching you a few more tricks!" "This ......" Song Yan is really a little different, and the old high-level martial arts cultivator actually doesn't have the most basic martial arts. This is a bit ironic. But Song Yan was relieved when he thought about it, as a high-level martial arts cultivator, it was reasonable not to study low-level martial arts, after all, martial arts in the martial apprentice stage were really dispensable. Because martial artists only focus on the body.

"Forget it, baby! I also have a yellow-level advanced speed martial art here, which has no attack power, just to simply increase walking speed. Do you want to learn it?" "Okay!" "Joke, how can you not learn martial arts, Song Yan doesn't care what he does, now he has lost martial arts to the extreme. "Okay! then!" As soon as the anti-elder saw Song Yan agree, he immediately breathed a sigh in his heart, and then threw it with one hand, and a pale yellow scroll flew towards Song Yan lightly.

"This is the Yellow Rank Advanced Martial Technique 'Qingfeng Stomping Cloud Step', as long as it is refined, it can come and go like the wind, just like stepping on the clouds. You can practice it yourself, and I'll go back and refine the blood of that two-headed falcon." After introducing the martial arts, he waved his hand and then got into the ring. Song Yan didn't hold back, and after filling his stomach indiscriminately, he opened the scroll on the spot and began to learn from the beginning of the sunset and the beginning of the month, the moon sinking and the sun rising.

Two days later, in the morning, the sun was shining and the dew on the leaves had not yet evaporated. At this time, a ghostly figure beside the boulder was constantly changing its position. The figure was so fast that it didn't seem to take time to blink from this point to any point. Soon, the figure turned around here several times. It was only after half a ring that his master was revealed. "Whew!" Song Yan, who had stopped his figure, held his knees with his hands and panted slightly. But at this time, his eyes were full of excitement. "Haha! I didn't expect it, this breeze is not difficult at all, it only took two days, and I have already mastered it. ”

After tidying up his mood a little, Song Yan looked up at his surroundings. "It's been more than a month! I've been training in the Warcraft Forest for a long time, it's almost time to go out......" However, just as Song Yan was thinking about walking out of the forest, several figures suddenly came into his eyes. "Ku slave! it's you!" Song Yan looked at the person who came, and his mood couldn't help but sink. Because he saw that there were not only bitter slaves in the crowd, but also Dekang, Ma Kuihuafei and others. And the horse Kui had obviously fainted to death, and his hands were still tied behind his back. Hua Fei was expectant, obviously seeing Song Yan made her hope again. "Hahaha! Song Yan is a little choppy! Let's meet again."

"Elder Kunu, I've already found Song Yan for you, how about it, hurry up and hand over that little goblin from Hua Fei to me!"

But Hua Fei's eyes were full of expectation, and it was obvious that seeing Song Yan made her hope again. "Haha! That's right, I'm not in a hurry anyway, just see how you play Song Yan to death!" Dekang also smiled faintly when he heard the words of the bitter slave. Focused on Song Yan again.

"Do you think you have settled on Song today?" Song Yan stretched out his hand and flicked his sleeve, with a breezy expression. "I'm afraid of a few people who don't have such good teeth!" "Ha! What a joke! We have two martial disciples in the Sixth Heaven and two martial disciples in the Fifth Heaven, and we are still afraid of you as a little Fourth Heaven monk? You just wash your neck and wait, uncle, I'll give you a good time! Hahahaha. Song Yan looked at the person who spoke, this was a middle-aged man in his forties, not tall, and his cultivation was in the Fifth Heaven. It is the same as Dekang's cultivation.

"Picture 2! Just so you can play with him first!" the corners of the slave's mouth turned up slightly. And his eyes when he looked at Song Yan were also full of banter. After Hua Fei heard the words of the bitter slave, her eyes that were originally full of hope instantly lost their color. Although he knew that Song Yan should have some strength, but if the bitter slave fought a wheel war like this, if he continued to consume a little bit, Song Yan would not have a chance even if he did anything. Although her heart was full of frustration, Hua Fei had no other hope except Song Yan, looking at him, Hua Fei kept saying in her heart: "Song Yan, you must try to escape." I just hope you can escape alive and tell my father what I'm doing so that he can try to save him!' The people on both sides didn't care what Hua Fei was thinking. After listening to what the bitter slave said, the middle-aged man named Tu 2 put away his smile, a cold light flashed on his face, and then walked over to Song Yan.

"Okay! Elder Ku, look at it, boy, I'll ......" "If you want to fight, you can fight so much nonsense!" Before he could finish speaking, Song Yan interrupted her next words. At the same time, Song Yan's body had already rushed towards Figure 2. "The kid is looking for death!" Seeing that this martial apprentice, who obviously only had four heavens, saw that instead of running, he took the lead in rushing up, and the smile in Tu Er's eyes became even stronger. As soon as he put on a posture and urged the true yuan in his body, Figure 2 planned to give Song Yan a hate.

Song Yan's body did not slow down at all because of Figure 2. On the contrary, that strong impact instantly swept through Figure 2, and in the face of such a strong energy, a trace of doubt flashed in Figure 2's heart. 'Is this still the Four Heavens?' His suspicion didn't last long, thinking that Song Yan's fist had already been solid, and hit him in the face without hesitation. "Oops!" Figure 2's body flies backwards in a beautiful parabola like a kicked ball. For a while, the teeth were scattered and splashed with blood, like a goddess scattering flowers in the air. Song Yan's punch was quite sincere. So much so that Figure 2 fainted directly after falling.

"Hiss!" It was Hua Fei who was the first to widen his eyes, only to see that his expression was shocked, and his eyes were staring at Song Yan tightly. His eyes were full of light.

The bitter slaves who were still smiling all stayed in normal. Dekang's expression was almost petrified. He never believed that Song Yan had strength. In his opinion, this Song Yan is just pretending to be handsome and cool in front of Hua Fei, and such a flower fist embroidered leg can't be on the stage at all.