Chapter 112: Harvest

Even though he didn't hurt its eyes this time, Yun Fangjing had already analyzed the limit of its reaction speed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 As long as you grasp this limit and attack in that instant, you will definitely be able to hit the vital point.

The number of wins and losses is in the next picture.

Trample!

With a single step, the sword in his hand flashed, and countless sword qi turned into a sharp mang and swept more than ten zhang in front of him, and landed on the hunting spirit, which had just stopped at this moment before he could turn around.

In the blink of an eye, a sword in Yun Fangjing's hand rose to the top.

"Roar!"

In the interval, before Yun Fangjing's sword arrived, the hunting spirit immediately turned around suddenly, and at the same time as a roar came out, the two forefeet stomped violently, trying to curl up again.

At this moment, Yun Fangjing's face froze, and when he was only three zhang away, he suddenly released a divine thought power from his consciousness, accompanied by a meager thunder spirit that turned into an invisible blade and smashed towards the hunting spirit.

It's just that to his surprise, this touch of divine power obviously hit its consciousness, but it didn't play a role at all, and the hunting spirit still curled up into a 'rolling stone' before his sword settled, and then a succession of momentum, thinking that Yun Fangjing attacked.

Saying that it was too late, Yun Fangjing's heart sank, and he immediately gathered all the sword qi, and then condensed it into the momentum of the 'Tiangang Burning Sun', thinking about the rolling hunting spirit bombardment and left.

The tip of the sword smashed on the 'rolling stone', and a very huge force burst out for a while, although it was brute force, it was still able to compete with the impact of this hunting spirit. Subsequently, the former used the power of stamina to take advantage of the sharp decrease in the strength of such an impact of the hunting spirit, and flew it out in its entirety.

And at this moment, Yun Fangjing's footsteps instantly swept forward, followed by the hunting spirit that flew out upside down.

Just as the Hunting Spirit was close to the ground and was about to re-unfold its body, the sword qi in Yun Fangjing's hand was condensed, and a sword light swept the Hunting Spirit's weak eyes at a distance of three zhang, and several sword qi of the 'Shower Pear Flower' sprinkled again, extremely powerful.

Laugh at!

At this moment, the hunting spirit didn't have time to react, let alone dodge. Although he was not injured in the abdomen, he was seriously injured in the eye. And at this moment, Yun Fangjing took advantage of the residual power of the previous move to once again condense the momentum of the 'Tiangang Burning Sun'.

A surge of force sparked the entire hunting spirit in the turn of breath. Because of the heavy damage to his eyes, the hunting spirit's reaction was also slowed down a lot in this short period of breath, and before it had time to curl up when its abdomen was off the ground, Yun Fangjing's sword edge had already pierced its abdomen.

In a single stroke, the sword qi that entered the body swept wantonly within the body protected by its armor, turning the world upside down in its body for a while, and most of that aura was instantly weakened.

"Huh!"

Without hesitation, the sword fell, and the demon spirit died directly under Yun Fangjing's sword.

As he collected the sword, his footsteps fell to the ground, and looking at the remnants of the hunting spirit in front of him, the breath in his mouth was also slightly rapid. This fight with one hunting spirit alone had already made him so tired, if there were a few more, I am afraid he would only have to escape.

In this way, not only one's own cultivation, but also one's own physical skills need to be strengthened.

Otherwise, if you meet a real master, even if you are level with cultivation, you will inevitably fail miserably.

After standing in place for a few breaths, the breath of the hunting spirit in front of him was completely broken. Although it took some effort, but anyway, it was also killed with such a flesh and blood body, and it could not be said that there was no growth compared to the previous self.

"About three feet inward in the skull, there is a transparent bead the size of a palm, and that is the small world in the body of this hunting spirit. The strength of the Hunter's body decreases dramatically after death, and it can now easily cut through its armor even with a normal dagger. ā€

Before Yun Fangjing moved, the words of the demon dragon appeared in his mind. And when the words settled, his eyes also looked at his chest intentionally or unintentionally, and then he took half a step forward, gently leaned down and stabbed the head of the hunting spirit with the sword in his hand, as the demon dragon said, as if it was cut on tofu.

And after Mo Yue probed more than two feet, Yun Fangjing stopped stabbing in, but carefully opened a wound around him, and when this wound was formed, a trace of strange fluorescence was also revealed from it, and as Yun Fangjing pulled out the sword body, through the cut opening, Yun Fangjing also vaguely saw the location of the bead.

Putting away his sword and reaching out, Yun Fangjing took the bead out of the body of this hunting spirit.

Touching the beads, he felt a cold but gentle breath coming, and the layers made his palm feel a little comfortable. At the same time, when the bead hovered in front of his eyes, his eyes looked there, there was not the slightest dirt on this bead, pure white and transparent, so that he seemed to see the small world inside, but his eyes flickered, but there was nothing.

"Inject Linggang and you can take things out of it. ā€

The demon dragon said this, and the tone of its voice also made Yun Fangjing more and more concerned, and gradually became 'gentle', making the latter feel very awkward.

But without further ado, he did so.

Mobilize Linggang, and when Linggang gathered into the palm of his hand, he was immediately sucked into this bead, and all the Linggang that flowed out of his dantian in the turn of breath was absorbed by this bead.

For the first few breaths, nothing happened.

Then, in the center of the bead, a faint wisp of white light began to appear, and as time went on, this white ray became thicker and thicker, until more than ten breaths later, the entire bead was covered. Strange to say, though, the white glow, which looked so intense, did not leave the slightest light in the surroundings.

At this moment, the hand holding the bead suddenly couldn't feel the weight of the bead, and then under Yun Fangjing's gaze, the bead was suspended and soared in mid-air.

And at this moment, something faintly emerged in the beads covered with white mangs, and under the reflection of the white mangs, it was particularly conspicuous.

When Yun Fangjing came back to his senses, those things had already approached him from the small world, and at the same time, there were white rays attached to it, making them gradually turn into white stars, and finally floated out of the beads one after another.

The moment the last point of light left the bead, the entire bead immediately dispersed into the surrounding void with the white light covered in it, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The beads disappeared, and on those white stars, the white rays gradually receded, and the spars of different shapes but similar ones scattered on the ground around Yun Fangjing. (To be continued.) )