"Wan'er, after entering the Cold Night Mountain Range, you can practice, but you must not leave my line of sight. Emperor Zhang said loudly.

"Yes. Wan'er was a little excited.

It took a day and a night to gallop all the way, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that the two finally saw the 'Cold Night Mountain Range'.

The Cold Night Mountains, with cold climate and dim light, are a primitive mountain range in the north of Nanshan County, located at the junction of three county seats, including Nanshan County.

In normal times, there are often many warriors from the three county towns who go deep into this primeval mountain range to hunt fierce beasts.

On the periphery of the Cold Night Mountain Range, there are some more fierce beasts, and when you enter the inner perimeter, you will encounter powerful fierce beasts.

Fierce beasts are no better than fierce beasts, for some reason, they have begun to demonize and mutate, and their strength is extremely terrifying.

These fierce beasts, the weak ones can be compared to the True Yuan Realm martial artists, and the strong ones can even be compared to the strong ones in the Condensation Realm.

Martial artists in the Sea Realm can only wander around the periphery and hunt some fierce beasts.

And Emperor Zhang came to the Cold Night Mountain Range, not to hunt fierce beasts, he was to make money, to pay off the debt.

As for exercising Wan'er, that's just incidental.

Although the powerful beasts, their fur and flesh and blood organs are also valuable, they are definitely not as valuable as the fierce beasts.

Only by hunting fierce beasts can you earn a lot of gold coins, and you can also let Wan'er get training.

During this period of time, Wan'er's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and she has stepped into the seventh order of the Sea Refining Realm, but she has never experienced a battle on the line of life and death.

In Emperor Zhang's view, if a martial artist wants to be strong, he must go through the test of life and death.

Only a warrior who comes out of the sea of corpses and blood can calmly deal with all situations.

Outside the Cold Night Mountain Range, after placing the two horses, Emperor Zhang took Wan'er into the Cold Night Mountain Range.

Silent steps in the fallen leaves!

Emperor Zhang took the lead.

Flying Sword Step!

Wan'er followed.

After this period of cultivation, Wan'er's flying sword step has also cultivated to the entry realm, and it is not far from the Xiaocheng realm.

As soon as they entered the Cold Night Mountain Range, the two of them felt a biting cold wind blowing, and their bodies were full of spirits, and the light suddenly dimmed, and their eyesight was affected to a certain extent.

"It's really a cold night mountain, it's cold enough, it's dark enough. ”

Emperor Zhang muttered, got used to it a little, and then continued to run forward.

Soon, they encountered a group of prey, a group of high-level beasts - crocodile boars!

There are ten in total, and their strength is comparable to that of the eighth-order and ninth-order martial artists of the Sea Refining Realm.

The scariest thing is their skin and sharp teeth.

Their skin is incomparably hard, and ordinary high-grade mortals can't cut through it, and their sharp teeth ...... Once bitten, even if it is an eighth-order martial artist in the Sea Refining Realm, it will be nine deaths.

"Wan'er, do you have the confidence to kill them all?"

Emperor Zhang raised his chin in front and asked Wan'er.

"Ten is still too much, if there are only three or four, I can give it a try. Wan'er didn't get too excited, and said softly.

"Very well, I'll help you get out of the way. Emperor Zhang flew out suddenly.

The body silently landed near the crocodile-skin boar, attracting the attention of ten wild boars, and immediately several wild boars rushed towards Emperor Zhang.

Wan'er was suddenly a little nervous, her delicate body trembled slightly, she gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in her heart, flew out, and touched the back of the ten wild boars.

The first layer of the blue leaf swordsmanship, the lotus leaf is infinitely green!

Wan'er moved.

Woohoo......

The sword light flashed again and again, like a lotus leaf rolling, full of murderous intent.

Poof!

A wild boar 'whined', and the blood gushed like a pillar, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Even though the skin of the crocodile boar is extremely tough, the Red Cloud Sword in Wan'er's hand contains Red Blood Cloud Steel, which is more powerful than ordinary spirit soldiers.

A single sword broke through the defenses of the crocodile-skin boar, and blood flowed profusely.

The bloody breath made the eyes of the remaining nine crocodile boars red as blood, and they rushed towards Wan'er with a low roar.

Emperor Zhang immediately intercepted it, lest Wan'er couldn't cope with it, and only let three wild boars rush towards Wan'er at a time.

Whoop......

Three wild boars at a time, fangs and claws, pounced fiercely on Wan'er.

Flying Sword Step!

Wan'er's steps swept under her feet, skillfully dodging the wild boar's pounce, and her fear gradually calmed down, and her shot became smoother and more ruthless.

Every time the Red Cloud Sword swept out, it would almost take the life of a wild boar.

After a while, the wild boar that pounced on her died, but the pungent smell of blood also made her stomach tumble.

"Be careful!"

Emperor Zhang released three more wild boars over, and Wan'er could only suppress the discomfort in her heart and draw her sword again.

Woohoo......

Three more wild boars were killed by her, and Wan'er couldn't hold back any longer, and spit out all the things she had eaten in the morning, her face turned pale.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Emperor Zhang's face changed, and then he shouted: "Go!"

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to hold Wan'er, and Emperor Zhang unfolded his body and flew towards a big tree not far away.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Just as they left this place, suddenly the earth shook, the grass and trees fell, as if a large wave of fierce beasts were coming, and soon, sure enough, they saw a large group of fierce wolves rushing towards them......

"Whew!" Whew!"

It was a fierce wolf that smelled blood, and they all screamed, their eyes glowed green, and they dismembered the boar in an instant.

Looking at the dense fierce wolves near the big trees, Zhang Di suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and hurriedly grabbed Wan'er, flew between the big trees, and walked all the way.

Cuckoo!

Suddenly, a piercing cry came, from far to near, the sound pierced through the golden cracking stone, and it was definitely not something that a beast could make.

Emperor Zhang looked up suddenly, and he could vaguely see a black shadow swooping down from the sky.

The target is exactly him and Wan'er!

"Not good!"

Emperor Zhang's face changed, "That's a second-grade fierce beast, a ghost owl bird!"

"Wan'er, don't move when you stand here!" Emperor Zhang put Wan'er on the branch, and then flew up on the branch, meeting the black shadow that swooped down.

The ghost owl is getting closer.

The black ghost owl bird spread its wings like a cloud, and its eyes were as red as blood, revealing its fierceness, and it swooped down towards Emperor Zhang, and a pair of sharp claws flashed with a sharp luster in the dim light.

"Die!" Emperor Zhang's heart sank like water, his eyes were cold, and the broken sword was clenched in his hand.

Swish!

The broken sword swept out, and all the power was unreserved.

The piercing sound of the owl sounded, mixed with a bit of poignant......

"Good guys, it's so fast. Emperor Zhang's eyes were astonished, and he swept towards the broken sword of the owl, and finally only cut off one of the owl's sharp claws.

Shout!

The owl was wounded, screamed violently, and flapped its wings like madness and rushed again.

Emperor Zhang had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, so he could only wave the broken sword again and again to resist the attack of the owl, the broken sword was too sharp, and the bird was so sharp that it split the body of the owl, and the owl struggled to set off a hurricane at the last moment.

Iron bone tendon technique!

Emperor Zhang did not hesitate, and his body instantly became soft and boneless, floating in the hurricane.

Rumble!

But he was still slammed into the trunk of the tree, his body shook, his throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It is worthy of being a second-grade fierce beast, the strength is beyond my bearing, if it weren't for the sharpness of the broken sword, I'm afraid I would have to explain it here today." Emperor Zhang had palpitations.

The second-grade flying birds and beasts are simply his nightmare!