After seeing the excitement, Hong Yuan quietly left.

The night was like ink, and except for a few places, Shattered Leaf City was quiet. The Panlong Gang was wiped out overnight, but except for a very few people, ordinary people were afraid that they would be kept in the dark for the rest of their lives, not knowing what was going on.

My aunt Liu Ruyan is still in retreat, and she has been in retreat since she returned from the abyss of death, and it seems that the situation is not good. Hong Yuan was quite worried, not knowing what she and the ghost servant had experienced in the abyss of death, but he didn't dare to knock on the door and disturb, so he sat down cross-legged in his small room.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, the Ye family's compound is shrouded in the night, in the dead of night, Hong Yuan, who is recuperated, stands up, jumps out of the window and jumps into the courtyard, pulls out the Pu knife and begins to practice the knife. First practice a few times of the wind chasing knife technique that has been ripe, and then start to practice the Ye family's peerless leaf crushing knife method.

Under the hazy moonlight, the sword light flowed.

Hong Yuan sometimes swayed his body like electricity, and the ordinary Pu knife in his hand brought a cold knife light, and sometimes he suddenly stopped, slowed down and slowly practiced one move and one style, carefully pondering the mysteries and doorways in it.

Without the guidance of a famous teacher, Hong Yuan only had a simple manuscript, and he could only rely on himself to explore and understand every move. Compared with the wind chasing knife method, the leaf crusher knife method has been upgraded to a higher level in all aspects, and the pursuit is not only speed, but the overall understanding and control of the knife method.

After pondering for a while, Hong Yuan moved again.

This time, the attention was no longer on the speed, and the moment the knife was released, the spiritual power in the body burst out from the blade, bringing up a cold and dazzling cyan sword. A few slashes were made in the air, and a leaf that fell from the air not far away suddenly fell apart without a sign. If it is said that the Wind Chasing Sword Method is a martial arts mastery cultivated by mortals, the Leaf Shattering Sword Method is already a magical power that can only be cultivated by cultivators!

"The knife kills people, there is a knife in the heart, and picking leaves and flying flowers are all killing weapons!"

Hong Yuan muttered, vaguely capturing the essence of the Leaf Shattering Knife Technique, and suddenly put away the Pu Knife in his hand, and drummed up the spiritual power cyclone in his body and turned his palm into a knife and slashed in the air, and a bamboo three meters away suddenly broke into two.

Good knife technique!

Hong Yuan moved again, using his palm instead of the long knife, practicing the moves on the Leaf Breaker Spectrum. The move itself is not important, when you are against someone, you are not confined to the move itself, the important thing is to understand the essence of the leaf crusher method from one move to another.

Stretch out one foot and step on the ground hard, and the fallen leaves in the yard will rise;

Hong Yuan flew out, his body spun and rushed into the fallen leaves, and the courtyard suddenly had a sword aura, and the sky was full of cold knives. Compared with before, the knife glowed faintly red, and it looked cold and amazing. The ghost servant, who had been sitting motionless under the eaves, suddenly opened his eyes with a look of surprise, and then closed his eyes silently, without the slightest movement of his body.

The wind is getting colder and colder, but Hong Yuan's heart is hot, and the more he practices, the more energetic he becomes. After practicing a few times, I still don't understand the subtlety of a certain move, so repeat it a hundred times, a thousand times, and gradually every move and style are all engraved in my heart, and I finally understand why the Leaf Shattering Knife Method is called the Ye family's mastery. This is no longer just a sword technique, the use and control of spiritual power is far beyond the imagination of an ordinary person.

Time flew by, and when the sky showed a touch of fish belly white, Hong Yuan finally stopped, looked through the knife score one last time, and then burned it and quietly left the city.

It was quiet in the Ye family's ranch, Yan Quanming, Lin An and the others had not yet arrived, Hong Yuan quickly set up the purple smoke furnace and seized the time to refine the Storm Blood Pill. With the experience of the last time, the second time was much calmer, first refining a furnace of Yang Blood Pill, and adding the Lightning Strike Sheep's Horn Vine when the Pill was about to come out. The purple smoke stove vibrated violently, and then slowly came to a standstill, Hong Yuan felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't smell the fragrance of medicine. When I opened the lid of the purple smoke furnace, I saw that it had failed, and the lightning strike sheephorn vine did not melt completely, not only did it not refine the Storm Blood Pill, but it also destroyed the Yang Blood Pill that was about to be refined.

"What is wrong? Or is there something wrong with the herb?"

Hong Yuan frowned, but after careful inspection, he didn't find any problems, so he had to start again. As a result, it failed again, and the lightning strike sheephorn vine melted this time, but it also did not fuse with the Yang Blood Pill.

Hong Yuan was puzzled, carefully recalled and checked several times, confirming that there were no mistakes, and every step was cautious, but the result was a failure, and he couldn't find any reason. It can't be the reason for that earthen pot, right? Hong Yuan smiled bitterly, if you insist on saying that there is anything different, this is the only one.

Utopia is not Hong Yuan's style, just do what he says, turn out the earthen pot that has been thrown into the corner a long time ago, and then bring a large bundle of dry firewood, and once again use the most primitive local method to alchemize. The same recipe and materials, the same steps, in the end, it really succeeded. Although the refined Storm Blood Pill was black and smelled of mud, and it was as ugly as it looked, it was a success.

No one believed this, Hong Yuan himself was incredible, he dipped his fingers in a little pill and tasted it, and had to believe the facts, "It seems that this unique pill still needs to taste mud to be authentic." ”

Hong Yuan smiled bitterly at himself, he didn't have time to think about it slowly, he carefully put away the Violent Blood Pill in the earthen cauldron, and then opened the Violent Blood Prison Cage non-stop. Take a small half of the Storm Blood Pill and dissolve it with water, let hundreds of Grimace Long-winged Phoenixes take turns to come forward and devour them, and then drive them all to the underground stone house.

The more the number of war pets, the better, a face can directly drown the opponent, Hong Yuan of course hopes that the more war pets under his command, the better, but there are more of them, there is also a huge hidden danger, a large group of vampire bats and grimace long-winged phoenix butterflies gathered together, it is easy to arouse the suspicion of people with a heart, this is a hidden danger that must be solved immediately, and it is urgent. It was because of this that Feng Jian, the leader of the Panlong Gang, was sure that he was the alchemy master Liu Ziqian was looking for, what about Master Tang Fu, so the cunning old fox, would he have no suspicions?

After destroying the Panlong Gang, Hong Yuan discovered a huge hidden danger in himself, and quickly found a way to deal with it as soon as it was dawn. Now, it's not the time to have a hard encounter with Master Tang Fu and Second Master Ye Feilong.

The stone house was quiet, there was no movement, and Hong Yuan was not anxious, waiting patiently. There is no way, the Storm Blood Pill refined with the earthen pot only has such an effect, and it will take a while for the medicinal power to be truly effective. Sure enough, after waiting for more than an hour, there was finally movement inside, and then it was out of control, and the butterflies that looked weak in the past all hit the stone door and trembled, and I don't know what kind of madness they fell into. Finally, when the stone house was quiet and Hong Yuan opened the door and walked in, there was only a grimace winged butterfly left.

Compared with ordinary people of the same kind, the size of this ghost-faced long-winged phoenix butterfly has not changed much, and its body has not skyrocketed like the Blood Bat King, but the color on its wings has changed, from colorful to pitch black, and the phosphorescence on its wings has also turned into black light. Hong Yuan's mind moved, and the little guy pounced on a vampire bat, its wings slicing through the latter's veins with ease like a blade. The little bat struggled a few times to fly but couldn't, the wound deteriorated rapidly, the whole body was black, and soon fell to the ground with a whimper.

This grimace long-winged phoenix butterfly that came out of the blood cage has not changed much in size, but it is more than a hundred times more toxic! At the cost of sacrificing hundreds of its kind, a super strong butterfly king was born!

"After the grimace long-winged phoenix butterfly transforms into the butterfly queen, it has deadly poison and a pair of real devil wings;

Hong Yuan looked forward to it and looked at the Blood Bat King on the side.