After a hundred breaths, Yan Fei settled down.

"Who the hell are you? What is going on with this finger bone?" This was the biggest question in Yan Fei's heart, but unexpectedly, as long as Yan Fei asked about it in his heart, unbearable pain would come to his mind.

The origin of this finger bone seems to be a taboo, and it has become the biggest mystery in Yan Fei's heart!

Wuji Kendo is divided into nine realms from low to high, namely sword body, sword qi, sword vein, sword soul, sword intent, intangible sword, human sword Yingtian, sword heaven Wuji, and chaos without sword.

Sword cultivation nine heavens, each of which has four stages: early, middle, late and peak!

Infinite swordsmanship, there will never be the ultimate .......

In addition to proving himself, Yan Fei also had a martial arts dream in his heart, so he sorted out his mood and couldn't wait to start practicing the "Xingyi Sword Technique".

The moves in "Xingyi Sword Technique" are all imitation of the beasts in the mountains, the body method is mainly snakes, and the attacks are mainly eagle strikes, wolf kills, tiger pounces, bear collisions, and leopard bursts.

Yan Fei quietly came to the clearing in the back mountain, first practiced from the body method, and walked in a snake.

Snake, the body is like a spirit snake dance, the thousand leaves are swirling, and the leaves do not touch the body.

Without a sword, he simply replaced it with a wooden stick, and the feeling of hunger had long been replaced by anger, because of this first heavenly sword body realm, what he paid attention to was the tempering of the body. Right now, Yan Fei has cast an immortal sword body, and his physical body and muscles and veins are almost perfect, for the cultivation of the sword body realm, he only needs to adapt to this body, which can be described as twice the result with half the effort.

It was only at sunset that he had stepped from the early stage of the Sword Body Realm to the middle stage.

Yan Fei didn't know who was stronger and weaker between his strength and those ordinary disciples of the Famous Sword Villa, according to the records of Wuji Sword Dao, only when he reached the sword qi realm and contained the sword yuan in his body could he be regarded as a real sword cultivator.

Therefore, Yan Fei had already locked the first target in the Sword Qi Realm.

At sunset, Yan Fei returned to his residence with dry firewood on his back. While practicing, the daily task of chopping wood has already been completed.

After returning to the hut, somewhat tired, Yan Fei was ready to rest for a while and continue cultivating while it was night, however, it was less than a quarter of an hour, and suddenly the roots of his ears squirmed twice.

The door opens softly.

Yan Fei didn't open his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

After a few breaths, a whisper came from Yan Fei's ears: "Hmph, can you still sleep when you are dying?" poor boy, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame you for not knowing what to do, and offending people who shouldn't be offended." ”

Brush!

The evil wind sounded, with a sound of breaking the air, and Yan Fei opened his eyes violently.

When I looked closely, a middle-aged man with a fierce face was holding an iron sword and slashing it down at the moment.

When he came to sign up in the morning, Yan Fei had seen this person, named Chen Fu, who was a small manager among the miscellaneous servants of the Famous Sword Villa.

Yan Fei woke up suddenly, and Chen Fu seemed to be taken aback, but the sword in his hand had no intention of slowing down.

The iron sword slashed down with the sound of the wind.

Seeing the iron sword rushing towards him, Yan Fei wondered in his heart: "Seeing this wicked man's fierce appearance, he obviously wants to take my life, but why is this movement so slow?" In his eyes, Chen Fu's swift sword was no different from slow motion.

Yan Fei turned sideways very casually, easily dodged, and said casually: "Although I, Yan Fei, have never practiced martial arts, you don't have to look down on people so much, are you playing me at this speed?"

Chen Fu hit the air with a sword, quite surprised, you know, he and Yan Fei are only one step away, and Chen Fu has some skills, Fang Cai's sword is not as fast as lightning, but it is definitely fast enough, but he didn't expect it to split the air, and he was ridiculed by Yan Fei.

Chen Fu said viciously: "Hmph, I can't see it, the reaction is quite quick." Don't be rampant, come again. As he spoke, he slashed again, this time, faster and more ruthlessly than just now.

Call!

The iron sword with the sound of the wind was still the same in Yan Fei's eyes, and it was slow and threatened, and it was easily dodged by him.

Chen Fu was horrified, but Yan Fei turned his surprise into joy and said secretly: "I, my eyesight, and this body ......." The Immortal Sword Body was really domineering, and even the senses became so keen. ”

Even if he thought about it, Yan Fei relied on the snake body technique that was not very proficient, and still easily dodged Chen Fu's many attacks.

On the contrary, Chen Fu became more and more shocked, in his opinion, this kid was by no means like Liu Jun's heresy, just a poor boy who lived by being a hunter.

"Oh no, I've kicked the iron plate, Liu Junxi, Liu Junxie, you really hurt me. Chen Fu secretly complained in his heart, after swinging more than a dozen swords in the air, suddenly, Yan Fei dodged the iron sword and punched with his backhand, hitting Chen Fu's left ribs.

"Ah, little bastard, you ....... This punch knocked Chen Fu to a stumble and almost fell down.

Before the scolding fell, Yan Feijian stepped forward, followed by a few punches, and Chen Fu, who only hit, screamed continuously.

After a few punches to restrain Chen Fu, Yan Fei touched his body indiscriminately, and since he hadn't had time to take a shower, he kneaded the foul-smelling impurities outside his body into a ball, and stuffed them into it while Chen Fu was screaming.

Chen Fu's screams stopped abruptly, and he pinched his throat and looked at Yan Fei in horror: "You, what did you give me?"

Yan Fei got up slowly, clapped his hands and said, "The ancestral ten-day broken intestine is scattered." ”

"Ten days, ten days?"

"That's right, within ten days, without my antidote, you will die of rotting stomach. ”

"You, you, give me the antidote. ”

If Yan Fei was really just an ordinary person, he wouldn't be able to scare Chen Fu at all. But just after the fight, Chen Fu was sure that Yan Fei was deeply hidden, besides, how could Chen Fu dare to bet on this kind of thing?

Chen Fu's attitude changed instantly: "Brother Yan, Master Yan, you don't care about the villain, spare me." ”

Yan Fei waved his hand: "Okay, then it depends on your performance in the future, now I have something to ask you, tell a lie, don't wait for the poison, I want your life now." ”

Chen Fu hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, I will tell the truth." ”

Yan Fei glared at Chen Fu and asked, "Who asked you to kill me?"

"It's ....... Chen Fu was obviously a little hesitant, Yan Fei grabbed Chen Fu's shoulder fiercely, his five fingers were forceful, and the pain of pinching Chen Fu was unbearable, and the bones shifted and made a soft sound.

"Don't, don't, I say, I say. It's Liu Gongzi, and ....... ”

Yan Fei guessed that the one surnamed Liu was the main envoy, but Chen Fu actually had something to say, could there be anyone else?

"Who else?"

Beads of sweat the size of beans were already overflowing on Chen Fu's forehead.

"There is also a woman, I just vaguely heard the woman say to Liu Gongzi, there are still five days to select the disciples of the Sword Martial Hall, since you don't leave, you can only get rid of you, otherwise it will affect her future, so ....... ”