At this extraordinary moment, Shen Feng suddenly remembered the swordsmanship that Chu Hongyan had taught him.

She didn't even tell her name for that move.

He put down the long sword that swirled with flames in front of him and took a deep breath.

After that time, he was in a coma for three days, and Chu Hongyan also asked Ning Xiang to tell him not to fight with others in the past few days.

Well...... It's been a few days, and the object of the fight is not human, right?

He struggled to remember everything that day.

That killing intent, that feeling of slaughtering all beings, and destroying everything.

He remembered the pain of being trapped in the Valley of Expulsion and being struck to death by lightning when he had just crossed over;

He remembered the scene when he was stabbed to death by Mu Qingdi with a sword after reading the file for the first time;

He remembered the helplessness of being killed by various demon beasts in the underground cave;

He remembered the nights when he first arrived at the Ninth Peak, when he died inexplicably;

At this moment, something suddenly appeared in Shen Feng's eyes;

That's killing intent,

It's death,

It's slaughter,

is indifference to life,

It is the experience of stepping into the ghost gate with both feet and passing by death countless times!

At this moment, it was as if something invisible, quickly taking shape at the tip of Shen Feng's sword.

His blood flowed very quickly, and Shen Feng instinctively wanted to swing this sword, but he knew that the power of this sword was too great, even if he barely swung it, it was estimated that he would suck out the aura of his whole body in an instant.

Even if you get out of danger, if you faint here, you will definitely die!

What to do?

The next moment, perhaps it was Shen Feng's killing intent that stimulated the wolves, and they actually took the initiative to start attacking.

Fight!

Shen Feng's heart moved, and he swung his sword forward!

"Buzz ......"

The next moment, his mind suddenly went blank, and then he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

I didn't faint.

Maybe it was because he had died too many times, Shen Feng felt that his spiritual power was unusually powerful now, and after the aura in his body was drained, he could maintain himself from fainting.

After a few breaths, Shen Feng barely stood up.

He slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him, there was a wreckage.

Large swaths of trees were cut off by Qi Gen, and on the ground, there were countless dense corpses.

Everything in front of him, whether it was a pack of wolves, a forest, including the small monsters that occasionally passed by on the ground, or the woods that took root in this land, were all cut off together.

In the fan-shaped area within fifty meters in front of you, all living beings were wiped out!

The power of a sword, terrifying!

Qin Muxuan, who was behind him, immediately fainted crookedly after feeling the vast sword intent.

As for the surviving wolves, they have long since escaped without a trace!

"I finally ...... Have you learned the sword trick? ”

Shen Feng muttered to himself, and then laughed stupidly on his face.

In fact, this time the wolves attacked, he could have relied on the archive and file reading to avoid it, but he didn't.

Last month, he asked Ning Xiang, the root of a monk's practice, what it was.

And Ning Xiang's answer is to eat if you want.

Then he ran to ask Chu Hongyan what the root of the monk's cultivation was.

And Chu Hongyan's answer is to cut anyone who is unhappy.

At that time, Shen Feng still thought that Chu Hongyan should be joking, teasing himself, but now that he thinks about it, maybe it's true.

Yesterday, when he was doing business in the Immortal Market, Shen Feng also asked Li Fugui what was the root of his monk's cultivation.

And Li Fugui's answer was that he didn't know what other people's cultivation was fundamental, but he practiced by himself just so that one day he would be successful in cultivation, and then return to his hometown, so that his rich merchant father and all his relatives would be impressed.

The reason why he asked this question was actually because Shen Feng had read several books related to cultivation, and after the monks had cultivated to a high level, they would almost always ask themselves this question.

Shen Feng used to be hazy and didn't feel anything, but after the sword was swung out just now, he suddenly realized.

Yes, it turns out that you can do it yourself without relying on archiving and file reading, and you can also survive.

So the monk's cultivation, in fact, is his own Dao heart, right?

If you always rely on saving and reading files to escape and cheat, then one day, you will encounter a powerful enemy, an enemy that is so powerful that no matter how many times you save and read files, you can't defeat it!

What then?

Even if, as recorded in the scroll, the day when the galaxy cracks and the sun falls, what should I do?

Relying on archiving and file reading, can you really avoid it?

Stand up!

Shen Feng roared wildly in his heart.

Lao Tzu can live without reading files!

In a damp land, Shen Feng finally stood up crookedly.

He staggered a few steps, then grabbed a few wild spirit plants around him and stuffed them into his mouth.

The spiritual energy in his body is now depleted, and he has no spirit stones and medicinal materials, so he must find something to replenish his energy.

Anyway, the mother of foreign poison is on the body, and now I am not invaded by poison, so I can eat it casually!

Finally, after a few breaths, Shen Feng felt better, the hunger in his stomach that could almost make people crazy finally disappeared, and his mind gradually cleared up.

"Phew, it's really unpalatable!"

Shen Feng gnawed a few more bites of grass, and finally couldn't eat it anymore.

I don't know what strange plant I ate just now, the hunger in my stomach is disappearing quickly, although it is not as effective as the elixir, but it is much better than ordinary food.

The wolves have dispersed, and the danger has disappeared for the time being.

In retrospect, those wolves should have lived here for a long time, so there should be no other demon beasts in this area for the time being, right?

Shen Feng sighed, then walked to Qin Muxuan's side and helped her up.

He stretched his finger to Qin Muxuan's nostrils.

"Well, there's still gas, I'm not dead, it's just that the poisoning is too deep, I don't know if I can slow it down."

Anyway, let's get out of this miasma forest first.

Now that there are wolves, it's never too far from the outer forest.

When she gets out of the miasma forest, whether Qin Muxuan can live or not depends on her own creation.

"Listen, you owe Lao Tzu a life, remember to pay it back later."

Shen Feng muttered, not caring if Qin Muxuan could hear it, and then he turned around and carried Qin Muxuan, who had fainted to the ground.

The necessary skin-to-skin contact was definitely there, and even Shen Feng felt the softness behind him.

But he didn't even have the heart to think about the mess.

Now Qin Muxuan may hang up at any time, or suddenly wake up and go crazy, and must get out as soon as possible.

Maybe it was the few mouthfuls of spirit plants that were casually gnawed on the ground that worked, Shen Feng's physical strength recovered a lot, as a fourth-level cultivator of condensation, he was galloping through the forest with a woman on his back, and it was not a big problem.