Bloodmist Forest.

Call! Whew!! ～

A young man was wrapped in a dark aura and held a war knife in his hand, fighting with one super demon beast after another. The light of the sword was amazing, the color of the underworld behind him was hideous, thunder and lightning intertwined, more than ten super demon beasts attacked wildly, and the war knives in the hands of the young man turned into balls of thunder and lightning, and the sound was endless.

"Nether Holy Qi, Ninth Layer!"

Thunderstorm and lightning storm!

Compared to the past, it is more flexible and controllable.

Supplemented by the sixth titanium level body, even if there are more than ten super demon beasts whose strength is comparable to that of a ninth-order powerhouse, they can't take any advantage.

"Knife technique!"

"Like a splash of water, forget the knife in your hand, forget everything."

"Where the heart is, where the knife is."

……

Lin Feng's eyes were bright and persistent.

The knife in his hand is as domineering as ever, but there is a little more change and a little less reality.

"That's it."

"Almost, it's time to break through."

Lin Feng smiled lightly.

The knife in his hand struck a thunderbolt.

In an instant, the Nine Nether Thunder Knife seemed to disappear, but in an instant, it turned into an illusory and shadowless knife, with a violent thunderstorm, and the highest level of Netherworld Holy Qi mixed with thunder light, and more than ten demon beasts around were killed tragically.

"Smack!" Lin Feng stood.

Up and down the body, there is a breath of blood and killing.

Even with the Nine Shadows Thunder Knife in his hand, there was a killing intent in the sky, revealing in this forest of blood mist.

Knife technique, the tenth realm.

…

Actual combat is the fastest way to improve your sword skills.

Moreover, Lin Feng's sword has never been weak, but he was born on Earth and has not received the most orthodox sword training since he was a child like the martial artists of Nemo Star. But the effort will not be in vain, and Lin Feng's sword technique foundation is also solid.

Now, it's catching up step by step.

"Whew!" "Woohoo!" ……

Lin Feng didn't stop. Even if the consumption is huge under the fierce battles, the sword technique has just broken through the tenth realm, and it needs to be stable, and the knife feeling is firmly imprinted in the heart and into the body. Tiredness doesn't mean it's easy, you can rest.

"It's not enough."

"Far from enough!"

……

Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

The knife in his hand is connected to his heart, bold and tenacious.

"My sword technique realm is only the standard of reaching the level of Nemer Star now."

"It's still a lot worse than being a real powerhouse."

"I'm going to be stronger. Get stronger! ”

……

Zuo Zitong, Ao Jianhui, Ruomeng Fairy......

Faces came to mind, stimulating Lin Feng to persevere. It has been more than half a month since he entered the Blood Mist Forest, and the original purpose has been achieved, but it is only to stretch the most inferior piece of the puzzle to a normal level.

Lin Feng is never proud.

He knew himself. There is still a long way to go.

"Whew!" Then killing a super demon beast and taking its inner pill, Lin Feng's face was a little pale, and the whole person was shaky. However, the more state it is, the stronger the sense of the knife becomes. Swinging the knife again, Lin Feng was resolute and resolute, and suddenly-

Wow! ～

A warm current spreads from the soul of the earth.

Merge into the five veins of the limbs. skin, blood, bones, cells. Lin Feng was shocked, as if he had been given a shot in the arm, and his state recovered instantly. The cold sweat on his forehead disappeared, and the green tendons on his arms calmed. Ahead, the three-level super demon beast roared violently.

Lin Feng's eyes were bright, and the knife in his hand rioted again.

Rumble!!!

…

Qiyun period, eighth order.

Today's Lin Feng, his physical fitness alone is comparable to the fifth order of the fetus, and after the sixth titanium level body increases, he can reach the ninth order of the fetal week.

For most of the past half a month, there has been considerable progress.

Although the Holy Qi has no time to cultivate for the time being, the improvement of the sword technique brings an increase in combat power.

"It's so diligent, Ah Feng~" A joking voice came from behind him, and a young man with silver hooked eyebrows dressed in black appeared with a smile.

"Brother Bing." Lin Feng smiled.

The young man with the silver hook eyebrows in front of him, named Qi Bing, was a friend he met in the Blood Mist Forest, a ninth-order fetal week, and a four-blood killer. Due to the special nature of the Blood Mist Forest, there are often blood killers who come to sharpen and comprehend the mysteries, swordsmanship, knife skills, and so on.

"Oh, progress again?" Qi Bing's eyes lit up.

The white light flashed in his hand, and two cold daggers suddenly appeared, "Come, compare!" ”

"I can't ask for it." Lin Feng smiled.

Suddenly, the power of the Nine Shadows Thunder Knife in his hand exploded. Qi Bing greeted him directly, seemingly careless, but his steps were precise, his body was like the wind, and the most terrifying thing was the dagger in his hand, which would bring a layer of frost to solidify every time he swiped it.

"Zheng!" Lin Feng's sword fell, but the air was blocked by a layer of frost.

When it falls again, the rhythm is completely wrong.

Qi Bing's dagger saw the slash of the stitch, and the ice energy went directly towards Lin Feng's neck. The killer is over-the-top, the move is deadly, simple and capable. Although Lin Feng's nominal strength was comparable to that of the Ninth Order of the Fetus Week, when he really fought against an experienced killer like Qi Bing, he was completely at a disadvantage.

…

"Whew, whew~" Lin Feng gasped.

Ice water dripped down his forehead, and Lin Feng flicked it with his hand, helpless, but a layer of frost had unconsciously condensed on his hair. Qi Bing clasped his hands around his chest, looking like he was a child, as if he was nothing, but his eyes flashed, but he looked at Lin Feng curiously.

"Three days, impressive, boy." Qi Bing pouted and said, "The last time I fought with you, my strength was still like a fish in a pond." ”

"And now?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Qi Bing smiled wryly: "Now it's the fish in the river." Glancing at Lin Feng, Qi Bing said awkwardly: "However, don't be complacent. ”

Lin Feng hummed lightly: "I'm not as good as you, Brother Bing." ”

Among the blood killers, more than half of the strength is cross-level, and on the way to the Seven Blood Killers, the unqualified blood killers will be eliminated sooner or later. Although Qi Bing is a ninth-order fetal week, he has the strength comparable to the lower level of Zizhou, and he still has it.

"Any idea what you're missing?" Qi Bing looked at Lin Feng.

"Oyi?" Lin Feng's eyes moved.

Qi Bing nodded: "No matter how good the knife technique is, it needs Ao Yi to fuse and assist, your knife is very strong, but there is a lack of variables in the big opening and closing, and you will fall into disadvantage in the detail-oriented engagement." To put it simply, it's a lack of skill. ”

Lin Feng lightly hummed.

I also know that the mastery of the Ao Yi is the key to exerting the Holy Qi, and with stronger skills, you can make the attack more varied.

For example, Brother Bing's frost mystery, although it is only a true mystery, but it is quick to comprehend, simple to apply, and to win by change.

Merely......

At the moment, I am too short of time.

The only way to win is to win with strength and speed of cultivation.

"Okay." Qi Bing shrugged: "This is just my personal suggestion, it's up to you." ”

Lin Feng said: "I understand, thank you Brother Bing for reminding me." ”

Qi Bing nodded: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that the recent frequent changes in the blood mist are likely to be the precursors of the appearance of the blood mist, you should be careful yourself." ”

Bloody?

Lin Feng's heart moved.

… (To be continued......)