Put the dagger back on his chest, Wu Feng rubbed his palms, and slowly walked towards the sword, the king of Baimei Mountain saw Wu Feng coming, the fierce color on his face suddenly disappeared, and even showed a hint of joy, took the initiative to make way for Wu Feng, and flashed aside.

Wu Feng glanced at the King of Baimei Mountain, pointed to the hilt of the sword inserted in the big stone slab, and said suspiciously: "You want me to pull out this sword?" ”

"Roar......" King Baimei Shan Kui roared again, his two big claws kept beating his chest, and he looked at the sword on the big stone slab.

"Then I'll try my best, but I may not be able to pull it out, if I can't pull it out, you have to let me go, or I'll be unkind to you." Wu Feng said to the King of Baimei Mountain.

However, the King of Baimei Mountain didn't pay attention to Wu Feng's words at all, and his big eyes were just staring at the hilt of the sword, and it seemed that he couldn't wait.

Wu Feng had no choice but to look at the hilt of the sword, after taking a deep breath, he held the sword tightly with both hands, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to pull out the sword, his face was flushed, and the green tendons on his face were bursting up, so he insisted for a while, but he still couldn't shake the sword in the slightest, the sword seemed to grow with the stone, Wu Feng almost even used the strength to eat.

Finally, Wu Feng exhaled a breath of turbidity, sat on the ground tiredly, gasped heavily, and waved his hand to the king of Baimei Mountain again and again: "No...... No more...... I really can't pull it out, but I'm tired! ”

Unexpectedly, the king of Baimei Mountain was still unrelenting, looked at the sword in a daze, patted the frightened Wu Feng on the shoulder, and urged him to continue to pull out the sword.

After resting for a while, Wu Feng took a deep breath again and said to the Baimei Mountain Kui: "Okay then...... I'll try again, and if I can't pull it out, I'm leaving. ”

Saying that, Wu Feng stood up, patted his buttocks, looked at the sword, and his expression immediately became solemn, only to see him wave his palms again and again, and the true qi in the dantian quickly wandered through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and finally gathered in his palms, and a warm current instantly filled his body.

Wu Feng made this time is the trick of the feminine palm, the feminine palm is the power of femininity, thick and thin, it is suitable to pull out this sword, at first, Wu Feng felt that it was not too difficult to pull out this sword, after some efforts, he found that he was completely wrong, the founder of this Wudang Mountain will definitely not let people pull out this sword casually, otherwise he would not have carved those many words on the stone, and deliberately said the sword thing, it seems that this sword must also have a not simple origin.

After having enough breath, Wu Feng's hands clenched the hilt of the sword again, and the clothes on his body were blown up by the true qi emanating from his body, he suddenly shouted, grabbed the sword with both hands, and lifted it with all his might.

"Click", the big stone with the sword suddenly made a slight crisp sound, followed by a few "click" sounds, the boulder actually made a bang, directly broken into two, Wu Feng was too strong, holding the sword in both hands and retreating a few steps, and hit the stone wall heavily.