This month may be very little, but I will average 3,000 words a day

By the way, how should Meng'er fight this battle? Feng Xueyang asked weakly. At this moment, the young man in white and the amazing battle spirit just now are simply like two people. Yun Meng'er said with a smile and a smile. Brother Xueyang, are you kidding? You don't know how to fight? Yun Meng'er asked curiously. Well, this, I haven't fought since I was a kid, so of course I won't. At this time, the boy remembered when he was a child. Whenever someone bullied him, it was Feng Xian'er who stood up for him. Brother Xueyang, don't think about it. You're not going to fight them. You're going to kill them. Otherwise, they will eat you. Well, at this point, I can only follow my instincts. At this time, the two demon wolves were already angry, because the human in front of them didn't seem to take them seriously. The two demon wolves had a tacit understanding and pounced towards Feng Xueyang. Yun Meng'er said anxiously. Brother Xueyang, what's wrong with you. Hurry up, get out of the way, Feng Xueyang just replied with two words. Calm. At this time, Feng Xueyang stepped back slightly, and the sharp claws of the two demon wolves almost crossed Feng Xueyang's neck, Yun Meng'er was startled when she saw this. I saw this time. Rich spiritual power slashed out from Feng Xueyang's palms. The two demon wolves screamed.

Meng'er, remember, the world's martial arts are not necessarily fast and unbreakable. Sometimes careful analysis and a cool head are crucial. I already feel that my current cultivation should be the pinnacle of the nine grades of martial arts. If you want to kill these two demon wolves, if you want to fight hard, you can collect the corpses for me. As he spoke, the two demon wolves had slowly stood up from the pain. It's just that the gaze has become more ferocious. Yun Meng'er, after all, is a beautiful girl. Seeing the ferocious, and ugly demon wolf was naturally a little scared. But Fengxueyang is different. Hehe, let's take the two of you to exercise my combat experience. At this time, Yun Meng'er said. Brother Xueyang, don't you use the Beichen Sword. Feng Xueyang just smiled mysteriously. The Beichen Sword is not that simple, I still don't use it yet. Saying that, Feng Xueyang ran towards the two demon wolves. Due to the high speed, the sound of violent wind blew wildly in my ears. The two demon wolves also moved, and at this moment, Feng Xueyang suddenly slowed down, but the demon wolves were not so smart. It was still very fast, and rushed towards the wind and snow. At this time, Feng Xueyang gathered the spiritual power of his whole body and smashed it to the ground. Accept that, and the reaction force bounces your body hard. At this moment, the two demon wolves happened to leak their backs to Feng Xueyang, Feng Xueyang, and smashed the two demon wolves with their fists, but one of them was extremely cunning. Ran to the side as fast as he could, dodging this, a fatal blow. And the other end next to it was not so lucky. It was sturdy, and it was hit in the back of the head by the wind and snow. Suddenly, white brains spurted out bright red blood. And the demon wolf before he died also grabbed Feng Xueyang fiercely, brushed, and the wound scratched by the wolf appeared on Feng Xueyang's chest. Blood was spilled dripping, and the demon wolf next to him saw the blood. It seems to be even more ferocious.

At this time, inside the Beichen Sword,

Yun Meng'er, worried. Brother Xueyang, you didn't ask about anything, did you? Hehe, this wound is really much lighter than the wound caused by people. Feng Xueyang touched the wound with his hand. Lick the blood off your hands with your mouth. Meng'er, don't worry. How will I retreat from the way of the strong because of blood? I also want Meng'er to get rid of her soul body and live a normal life. At this moment, Yu Yunmeng'er was very moved. But she didn't know. The teenager of the future, in order to fulfill the promise made today. How much pain they have endured, how much humiliation they have suffered. But that also made a strong man. At this time, the demon wolf bit the young man and Feng Xueyang fiercely, but Feng Xueyang did not hide, but his body put on a very strange shape, and a punch was fiercely inserted into the heart of the demon wolf, and he was also bitten by the demon wolf. Shoulder, bleeding again. At this moment, the wind and snow are sunny, and it looks a little miserable. Covered in blood. But it was like a pillar on a sunny day, standing tall!The young man looked at the corpses of the two demon wolves. Smirked. Haha, it's good to be able to cultivate, by the way, Meng'er, do you have any martial arts or anything like that. It's really hard to have spiritual power and fists just to fight. Brother Xueyang, of course I have. Now come and heal your wounds in the Beicheng Sword! You've shed a lot of blood. Feng Xueyang only felt a sense of weakness in his body at this time. Oh, can the Beichen Sword still heal your injuries? Of course you can, Beichen can not only heal your wounds, but also heal your injuries at the same time. It's going to be refined. This will make it easier for you to cultivate in the future, the martial arts I want to give you! Meng'er, can you reveal what level of martial arts you want to give me? Brother Xueyang, don't worry. It is specified that it will not be lower than the star level. (By the way, the level of martial arts is divided into starry sky level, secret moon level, star moon level, and sun shine level) martial arts are often the most important in the same level. For example, a martial artist with a dazzling sun-level martial art and a martial spirit powerhouse with a starry sky-level martial art, once the two fight, although the two are one stage apart, the outcome is unpredictable. This is the importance of high-level martial arts.

When Feng Xueyang heard Yun Meng'er say that it would not be lower than the star level, it really made Feng Xueyang very happy. Okay, Brother Xueyang, come to Beichen Sword to heal your injuries!" Yun Meng'er said worriedly. As he spoke, as soon as Feng Xueyang's spiritual power moved, he had already come to the space of the Beichen Sword. When Yun Meng'er saw the wound on Feng Xueyang's body, she still couldn't help but exclaim. Brother Xueyang, you go to that disc quickly, Feng Xueyang looked up at the front. It was a weird big green plate. Saying that, Feng Xueyang walked up. Meng'er, what should I do. Brother Xueyang, you run your spiritual power and try it. Feng Xueyang slowly transported his spiritual power, and suddenly felt a hot feeling coming from the injured meridians and wounds. Gradually, there was some cold...... In this way, Feng Xueyang passed out inside. But on the outside of the green plate. Sometimes red, sometimes blue, the mask releases coldness and fanaticism, as if it wants to freeze people, and it seems to roast people. Yun Meng'er in the outside world, it is difficult to see the situation inside.

Suspended in mid-air, Yun Meng'er breathed a sigh of relief. And at this moment, inside the light mask, Fengxueyang is still running unconsciously with aura. It's as if it's in a state of mystery. But at this moment, he was tired. At that time, it was as cold as the North and South Poles, and sometimes it was as hot as the desert. It's crazy. However, the wounds on Feng Xueyang's body were no longer visible. The newly grown skin is also very fair. This made Feng Xueyang, who was already very beautiful, have the potential to be a little white face. I don't know how long it took, Feng Xueyang woke up. Feel the power of your own abundance! With a slight bend of her legs, she jumped out of the light mask. But then something felt wrong?

Immediately afterwards, there was an exaggerated cry from Yun Meng'er. Ah, Brother Xueyang, you don't even wear clothes. It turned out that in the green stone plate, Feng Xueyang's clothes had already been destroyed by the violent aura. And the moment it came out, the wind and snow were sunny, and it just felt cold and swishing. But this is not a big idea. Feng Xueyang still said very poorly. Calm and calm. Hmph, here you go. The girl's voice came with shame and anger. Saying that, Yun Meng'er threw out a piece of clothing. Feng Xueyang put it on unhurriedly. It is said that women are slow to wear clothes, but when you see that we are very windy, I think your opinion should change

But at this moment, Yun Meng'er spit out a sentence. That, Feng Xueyang, you listen. This title made Feng Xueyang feel very strange. Since he met Yun Meng'er, Yun Meng'er has always called him Brother Xueyang. But this time, you can rest assured, I will be responsible for you, and I will marry you. When these words came out, Rao is calm personality was also frightened. The girl in front of me is too cute! Feng Xueyang said at this time. There are a lot of people who want to be responsible for me, can you? I don't care, anyway, I'll rely on you from now on. Meng'er, not really. Yun Meng'er's eyes looked at Feng Xueyang pitifully at this time. Jiao said in a coquettish voice, Brother Xueyang, am I not beautiful. Feng Xueyang looked up at the fairy-like face. I almost have the urge to become a pervert in general. That, Meng'er, no, you're beautiful. Then you still don't want me to be responsible for you. Eh, Meng'er, that's up to you.

By the way, Brother Xueyang, what is the matter with your combat skills just now? Combat skills? I don't know any combat skills! How is it possible, you rely on the strength of the peak of martial arts! Now that you have been defeated, the two demon wolves. Maybe the level of those two demon wolves is too low! That's impossible! Yun Meng'er said suspiciously. Meng'er, let me tell you, I was fighting just now, and I was acting completely by intuition and consciousness, just like I can talk when I walk, it's an instinct, do you believe it? Brother Xueyang, then I can only say that your fighting consciousness is really terrifying.

Eh, strange, Brother Xueyang, you seem to have advanced again! Feng Xueyang said very modestly. That seems to be it, right? practice, practice, practice, and become a martial artist. Hearing this, Yun Meng'er sweated wildly. After another long pause, Yun Meng'er said. Brother Xueyang, you are such a freak. Alright, Meng'er. Now, it's time for you to tell me about the Beichen Sword! Brother Xueyang, do you really want to know? Then I can only say that the Beichen Sword is related to the fate of the people in the world, and it is also related to your fate. Brother Xueyang, now, Beichen Sword just recognized you. And you, you haven't conquered it yet. Originally, I didn't believe you could conquer it, but I seemed to see a kind of hope in you. Brother Xueyang, the day you become the Beichen Sword Master, you will understand. Please believe that dreams will not harm you. Well, Meng'er, I believe in you. You were the one who gave me the opportunity to be stronger. You have restored my faith, how can I not believe you. If the old drunkard heard this, he would definitely scold Feng Xueyang! What opportunity to become stronger, she gave it. It's obviously a good thing for me to give. But that's all for later. Meng'er, it's almost dawn, I'm going back to the family, let's go. Saying that, Feng Xueyang withdrew from the Beichen Sword with the power of a martial artist, and in an instant Feng Xueyang left the woods (the adventure has begun, are you ready?).