Chapter 52: The Blue Frost Sword

PS1: Thank you for the 100 starting coin reward of the book friend [Stock Speculation Old Loser].

PS2: Thank you for the reward from the book friend [Lin Feng No. 1] [Huang Hongzhi].

PS3: Thanks to the 588 book coins reward of the Genesis Book Friend [Reincarnation and Fallen Burial], and the dragon set about the fallen burial, because of the setting, it will not appear until the protagonist goes down the mountain for the first time.

By the time Lin Feng's vitality was completely exhausted, more than a dozen Han soldiers had already died in Qingluan's hands.

The rest of the Han soldiers didn't dare to step forward, and then he shouted behind him, "How long will you hesitate!" ”

Like a morning bell, several of the Yellow Turban soldiers gritted their teeth, a look of resentment appeared on their faces, and they rushed towards the twenty or thirty Han soldiers with their swords raised.

Seeing this, Lin Feng nodded, raised his knife and slashed towards the Han army who had already rushed in front of him.

Hesitating about the limit of the total amount of Yuan Force in his body, he could only use the Qingluan Method twice.

I have already used it once before, so this last Qingluan method must be used well to maximize benefits.

Killing more than a dozen soldiers in the mythical world has almost maximized the power of the Qingluan Method, and in the future, there will definitely not be only more than ten soldiers, but more soldiers!

Thinking of this, Lin Feng shouted, "Leave them alone, I will kill them myself!" ”

The Yellow Turban sergeant was stunned for a moment, but thanks to Lin Feng's strength and the identity that seemed to be a Fang Shi, even if they hesitated slightly, when they started, they tried to leave those Han sergeants in a breath, but it was inevitable that they would break their hands and feet, and their intestines would rot.

Maybe it's because the humans in this world have a strong physique, so even if this is the case, these Han soldiers still have a breath of air.

So, Lin Feng slowly came to the front of these Han soldiers, waved his long knife, and cut them down one by one!

Even if he had the Qingluan Method, if he was allowed to hunt alone, it would be impossible to have this kind of victory.

But what if he had thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers under his command and hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers under his command? Or tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers?

So when an endless number of captives are brought to him, which method is faster than hunting them one by one?

Looking at the blazing camp, Lin Feng already understood which path he should choose!

When the light finally dawned, Lin Feng had already escaped from the camp with hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers, some of whom were killed with Lin Feng, and some of whom were later dispersed and absorbed.

After fighting and fleeing in the middle of the night, their physical strength was already a little unable to keep up, and even Lin Feng was a little unbearable.

After giving the order to camp on an easily defended terrain, and asking a few Yellow Turban soldiers not to let anyone disturb him, he walked to a secluded and sparse place.

Feeling the dozens of pure blood qi in his body, Lin Feng's face couldn't help but show a smile, last night, there were at least nearly a hundred Eastern Han soldiers who died in his hands.

He really killed only twenty or thirty people, most of them were on the way to escape, and the pursuing Han soldiers he encountered, Lin Feng asked the Yellow Turban soldiers to keep them as far as possible and send them to him.

In the end, Lin Feng didn't need to do anything, as long as he stood there, someone would automatically send the dying Han soldier to him.

Although those Yellow Turban soldiers didn't understand why this powerful young man had to leave those Han soldiers in one breath and send them to him for Lin Feng to kill himself.

But last night, when Lin Feng fought bloodily, and finally used the Qingluan Method, he was mistaken for a Fang Shi, and under the strict status, they could only do it.

In other words, Lin Feng did not live up to their expectations, and successfully repelled several waves of pursuing Han soldiers, allowing them to escape.

Therefore, even if Lin Feng's request was really a bit unbelievable, they would proceed as usual.

Feeling the powerful blood qi, Lin Feng smiled slightly and began to refine the blood qi. The Devouring Demon Skill is like a big grinding plate, inhaling all the blood and qi in the dantian, and then constantly grinding these blood and qi into pure vitality.

As strands of blood qi were refined and poured into the dantian, Lin Feng felt that his Yuan Power increased little by little, and a series of system prompts appeared in his ears.

"System Prompt: Refine Blood Qi and gain Experience Point 1."

"System Prompt: Refine Blood Qi and Gain Experience Points 5"

"System Prompt: Refine Blood Qi and Gain Experience Points 3"

"System Prompt: Refine Blood Qi and gain Experience Point 1."

"System Prompt: Refine Blood Qi and gain Experience Point 1."

"System Prompt: Refine Blood Qi and gain experience points 2."

"System Prompt: Refine Blood Qi and gain XP 3."

"System Prompt: Refine Blood Qi and gain experience points 2."

"System Prompt: Refine Blood Qi and gain Experience Point 1."

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When Lin Feng refined half of the qi and blood in his body, a system prompt sound appeared in his ears.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host for completing the task, breaking through at midnight, and rewarding a nine-grade element weapon Qingshuang Sword!"

Then a flash of light flashed, and Lin Feng already had a long sword in his hand.

Looking down, the sword was three feet long, and when the sword was pulled out, there was a soft groan of 'bang', and there seemed to be a streamer flashing on the surface of the sword body, faintly emitting a bright light.

When Lin Feng saw this scene, he was really a little happy in his heart.

Meta device!

It is the lowest-level nine-grade yuan weapon, which requires forty points, and Lin Feng only has 60 points even if he survives the trial alive this time, but even if this is considered by Tu Zai Feng, it is a rare high-reward task, which shows the rarity of points.

And now that the system has directly saved him forty points, how could Lin Feng be unhappy.

Even if at this time, he has not yet connected to the Yuan Vein, cultivated his divine sense, and cannot control the Yuan Weapon, but even if he only relies on the sharpness of the Yuan Weapon itself, what else in this world can withstand the blow of the Qingshuang Sword?

Holding the Qingshuang Sword, Yuan Li poured into it, slashing towards a half-human-high boulder beside him.

In an instant, the sword light appeared, like a flash of silver light, directly slashing across the boulder, and Lin Feng actually didn't feel that the long sword in his hand had touched anything.

Then Lin Feng looked at the boulder, only to see that the surface of the boulder was intact without any traces, paused slightly, Lin Feng stretched out his hand and retreated towards the boulder.

In an instant, the half-human-high boulder was cut in half, and the incision was smooth as if it were two polished mirrors.

There is no trace of a random slash at all!

Lin Feng muttered, "It is worthy of being a nine-rank elemental weapon, and it has a powerful attack power for ordinary things. ”

Then, Lin Feng looked at the attribute panel again, after refining nearly half of the qi and blood in his body just now, the upgrade progress had changed from 150/600 to 450/600, and he was only one hundred and fifty points of experience away from reaching the three grades of Yangyuan!

After thinking about it, Lin Feng decided to go back to the camp to refine, it has been out long enough now, the soldiers in the camp were all recruited last night, and they had to go back earlier, so as not to have any accidents.