"Huh?" Ye Feng opened his eyes, looking at the rain that kept dripping on him in the sky, and his heart was extremely depressed: "This is too unlucky, I was struck by thunder before I reached the top of the mountain, fortunately there is a mantra of the Heavenly Old Sect, otherwise we would have been hacked to death, but falling from such a height, it really hurts me to death." ”

Just now, Ye Feng was split and fell down almost halfway up the mountain, the height of the black iron mountain he chose was more than forty meters, could he not hurt if he fell from a place of twenty meters!

"Bang Bang!" got up, gave himself two mouths, let himself sober up, although he was not dead when he was struck by lightning, but it also made him paralyzed all over his body, his head was dizzy, and he fell down, and his head was dizzy and dizzy.

When he felt that it was almost the same, Ye Feng began to climb to the top of Black Iron Mountain again.

Because he had climbed once, and because he had been struck by lightning, this time Ye Feng did not have any fear, but had a kind of expectation.

The first time a person does something dangerous, he feels scared, but the second time, he is not afraid, because he has experienced it.

This is the case with Ye Feng now.

Seven or eight minutes later, Ye Feng appeared on the top of this Black Iron Mountain.

This time, Ye Feng was not split down the mountain halfway.

"Bang!" As soon as he stood up, Ye Feng sat down, and a thunderbolt slashed him down, his eyelids were very heavy, and his whole body was crispy and numb, but there was no silent recitation of the mantra in his mouth.

"Bang!" Before Ye Feng could recover from being struck by lightning, a bolt of lightning fell on him again.

"Bang, bang......" The thunder and lightning kept falling on Ye Feng's body, and a circle of electricity appeared on Ye Feng's body, flowing from head to foot, and then disappeared.

At this time, Ye Feng was secretly scolding in his heart: "What kind of bullshit martial arts is this, it's numb to death!"

"You should be glad that there is only hemp, if you faint, then you will die" Just as Xiao Lao's voice sounded in his heart.

Hearing Xiao Lao's words, Ye Feng thought about it, he should really be glad that if he fainted and couldn't recite that mantra, then his fate would be death.

Ye Feng thought to himself, but the mantra in his mouth never stopped, if he stopped, he would be finished.

And during this period, Ye Feng was split seven or eight times.

"Brother, what's wrong with that mountain?" In the distance, a young man wearing a hat and holding a bull rope pointed to the black iron mountain that was constantly being struck by lightning and lightning, and asked the young man next to him who was slightly older than him, dressed like him, and also held a cow in his hand.

"Maybe that mountain provoked the heavens, so it will keep being split!" The young man who was asked blocked the rain with his hand and looked at the black iron mountain, but because the weather was gloomy and it was pouring rain, he couldn't see what was on the mountain.

"Let's go, what are you doing so much!" he said and led the oxen to the village.

Another boy also led the ox to follow, but after walking a few steps, he turned back and looked again towards the Black Iron Mountain, which was still being struck by lightning, and vaguely saw a person standing there at the top of the mountain, and when he reached out and rubbed his eyes, he couldn't see anything.

"Let's go, Lord Liu's teaching is about to begin, if you can't catch up, you will not only be punished, but you will not be able to learn and cultivate with him!" "Seeing that his younger brother hadn't followed, the slightly older boy turned his head and said.

"Oh! here it is!" the young man led the ox and quickly followed, but there was still a doubt in his heart, although he wanted to find out, but he couldn't miss Lord Liu's teaching.

"Old Xiao, my whole body is so numb that I can't stand steadily!Can you sit?" Ye Feng, who was standing, said bitterly in his heart, his whole body was numb from electricity now, wouldn't it be embarrassing for him to let him stand.

If you don't want a strong body, then you can sit!" Xiao Lao said indifferently, standing to accept the impact of thunder and lightning is heavier than sitting, so that you can exercise a stronger body.

Just now he thought that this thunder hand was not only an attack martial art, but also a forging martial art.

To practice the thunder hand, you need to feel the thunder and lightning yourself, and when the thunder and lightning penetrate the whole body, it tempers the body's cells, muscles, and bones, making it more powerful and has great power.

Thunder and lightning have the ability to strengthen the body, after the tempering of thunder and lightning, the strength and strength of the body will be improved, and when the body is strong to a certain extent, you can only rely on the strength of the body to kill the same level of martial arts, and even kill the enemy beyond the level.

"Xiao Lao, can you kill a martial artist of the same level with only a strong physical strength?" Ye Feng, who was standing hard, asked in his heart, he had been lying down just now, but he only stood up after Xiao Lao said that this thunder hand was still a body forging martial art, and Xiao Lao said that if he exercised a powerful **, he could kill a martial artist of the same level without Yuan Force or martial arts.

"That's of course, as far as I know, there are many strong people who kill the same level of powerhouse with their physical strength! Let's just say that the strong man who is now receiving thunder and lightning quenching with you, the quenching martial art he cultivates is called the thunder god body, which is a medium-grade holy book, that is, he has only just cultivated the thunder god body not long ago, and he killed the strong man of the same level with that strong **. Xiao Lao replied, even he had seen such a forging body powerhouse with his own eyes, and the powerhouse he had just said who cultivated the Thunder God Body was the one he had seen.

"Old Xiao, that's the Holy Book Forging Body Martial Technique, I'm just a ground level, that can be compared!" Ye Feng was speechless.

"You are not against those strong people, this thunder hand tempered body is a powerful help to you now, you don't always compare the level of martial arts! Xiao Lao scolded.

"Oh!" Ye Feng sighed, and then fell silent, it is indeed as Xiao Lao said, the quenching body of the thunder hand has a powerful help to his current self, and Xiao Lao scolded that he doesn't need to compare his roots, because they are not comparable.

"Bang, bang!" kept his numb body in a standing position, kept chanting the mantra in his mouth, accepted the thunder and lightning piercing, and exercised ** while cultivating the thunder hand.

After a while, the rain began to lighten, and there was no thunder and lightning in the sky.

Ye Feng opened his eyes, let go of the long sword supporting his body, and immediately his whole body lay on the ground softly.

He couldn't stand on his feet because his body was numb, so he took out a sword from his boundary finger to support his body, and now although he was no longer struck by lightning, his body was still numb.

After resting for more than ten minutes, he found that his body had recovered a little, so he got up, put the long sword on the side into the boundary finger, and then walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Oh, I'm grass!" When he walked halfway up the mountain, he didn't know if it was because his body was still numb, and he stumbled in his footsteps, and Ye Feng's whole person rolled down the mountain.

"Ahh

"It's really unlucky!" Ye Feng broke a bite, walked to get the paper umbrella, and walked towards the city gate while rubbing the sore spot.

"Brother Ye Feng, why hasn't he come back yet!Is something wrong!" Lou Xinying sat on the chair, holding her face with her hands, staring at the door of the inn with big eyes.

"Miss, don't worry, Ye Feng Gongzi will be fine, maybe he is on his way back now. Zi'er beside her said, in fact, she thought in the same way as Lou Xinying, whether something was wrong.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Lou Xinying's eyes, but at first she didn't recognize who it was, but after a while, he jumped up from the chair happily and ran towards the figure.

"Brother Ye Feng, what happened, how did you become like this?" Lou Xinying stopped in front of the figure and asked.

This figure is Ye Feng, but his current appearance made Lou Xinying not recognize it at first.

"I just accidentally fell, it's okay!" Ye Feng said with a smile.

"No, how did you fall your hair like this! This seems to be ......" Lou Xinying couldn't think of what it was for a while.

"My hair?" Ye Feng looked at Lou Xinying suspiciously.

"Young Master Ye Feng, just take a look at it!" Zi'er, who came from behind, handed a bronze mirror to Ye Feng, and then covered her mouth and smiled.

"Eh, who is this!" Ye Feng took the bronze mirror, looked at it, and immediately blurted out a sentence.

At this time, Ye Feng's long flowing hair was all straight up, his face was black, and there was mud on it, and then he looked at his body, his clothes were dirty and torn, and he looked like a beggar.

In fact, Ye Feng was regarded as a beggar by the pedestrians on the side of the road all the way.

"Eh, hehe, I'm sorry, I'll wash up first!" Before the words could be finished in front of Lou Xinying and the others, Ye Feng disappeared, and his last voice came from the stairs.