Yuan Li was still rushing from all directions, rushing into Lin Xiaofei's body, washing and refining his body over and over again, and the gray blood in his body also rolled up, and his strength still continued to grow upward. It didn't stop until the strength grew to forty horses.

The power of forty horses, the power of the threefold realm. Lin Xiaofei was a little regretful in addition to joy, because this side did not reach the limit of his body's defense power at the moment, and he still had the strongest backing of gray blood. However, the Yuan Power of the mountain col here is not abundant, and the extent to which it can be raised all the way to the power of forty horses is already considerable.

And what surprised Lin Xiaofei the most was that the feeling of manic riots that filled his whole body every time he broke through before was gone, as if it had suddenly dispersed.

Lin Xiaofei suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of essence flashed in his eyes, like a flash of lightning in this dark room. He jumped up from the bed, waved his fists, and practiced all the "Mountain Breaking Fist" and "Dragon Fist", feeling the power of forty horses contained in his body.

The power was surging all over his body, and he wanted to break the problem, Lin Xiaofei felt that he could really break through a small mountain with one punch at this time. It wasn't until he practiced the two outer exercises several times that the surging power in his body gradually subsided and faded, and finally completely precipitated, as if it had disappeared. And from the outside, Lin Xiaofei at this time looked like a martial artist who had not yet broken through to the realm of mortal wombs, and there was no trace of power fluctuation in his body.

Lin Xiaofei closed his fists and stood up, although his body had no power fluctuations at this time, he could clearly feel the power of forty horses contained in his body.

Lin Xiaofei removed the dagger he carried with him to handle game, and swiped lightly on his arm, leaving only a blood mark, but not scratching the skin. Immediately, he increased his strength, and the dagger broke a bloody hole in his arm, but as soon as a few drops of gray blood flowed out, the wound had already healed automatically, and there was no scar left.

Lin Xiaofei was also taken aback, but then he was overjoyed, his defense power has now increased to a terrifying level, coupled with the automatic repair ability of gray blood, Lin Xiaofei feels that he should be able to resist attacks below the Bone Refining Realm now. Even if he faced Fang Jie, even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't lose, of course, the premise was that Fang Jie hadn't broken through to the Bone Refining Realm.

However, Lin Xiaofei's goal is not not not to lose, but to win!

"There are still two years to go. Lin Xiaofei couldn't help but clench his fists when he thought about it, his face was cold and resolute, "It should have taken a lot of days to break through the Quenching Realm, so let's go back first and see what the fat man has to say to me." ”

When Lin Xiaofei returned to the outer sect, it was the breakfast time of the disciples on the first floor. Watching the first-floor disciples use the second-floor canteen one after another, Lin Xiaofei couldn't help but remember that when he first came, he didn't know that the cafeteria was also divided into different times according to different levels, but he happened to bump into the second-floor disciples' meal time, and he also met Fang Ming.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

Lin Xiaofei turned around and saw that it was the young man named Zhang Zhaohui who lived next door to him before, and now he had cultivated to the Mortal Fetus Quadruple Realm, and he happened to have breakfast and was about to leave.

"Senior Brother Lin, why do you still live on the first floor?" Zhang Zhaohui asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, it's the same everywhere, you ......"

Before Lin Xiaofei finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a shout, "Senior Brother Zhao, it's this black skin!"

Lin Xiaofei's face turned cold, and when he turned around, it was Zhang Heng who was injured by him in He'an City and snatched the task scroll, followed by several disciples of the Outer Sect, all of whom were mortal fetal ninefold realm cultivators. However, what attracted Lin Xiaofei's attention was the man in front of Zhang Heng. This man was about thirty years old, dressed in a light blue robe, and there was no trace of Yuan Force fluctuation in his body.

Lin Xiaofei glanced at this man lightly, it should be a disciple of the Inner Sect found by Zhang Heng, and then looked at Zhang Heng coldly, and said coldly: "What, do you bring someone to seek revenge?"

"Black-skinned ghost, today is your death!" Zhang Heng pointed at Lin Xiaofei and sneered. Lin Xiaofei has not fully adapted to the introverted power of the Innate Realm for the time being, and his body still exudes power fluctuations, so of course Zhang Heng can't see Lin Xiaofei's cultivation at this time.

Lin Xiaofei smiled faintly, looked at the man surnamed Zhao, and said indifferently: "I'll give you a chance, I'll stand here and don't move, let you attack me!"

The people who watched the excitement around were all exclaimed, everyone could see that the man surnamed Zhao had no strength fluctuations in his body, and then looking at Zhang Heng's respect for him, he could naturally guess that this man was a disciple of the Inner Sect.

The disciples of the outer sect actually wanted to let the disciples of the inner sect make a move! This was the first time they had heard of it, and the first time they had encountered it!

"I don't know whether I live or die, I will fulfill you!" The disciple surnamed Zhao snorted coldly, his body suddenly moved, flashed forward, and appeared in front of Lin Xiaofei in an instant, and at the same time, his right hand was already clenched into a fist, carrying the momentum of cracking rocks in the mountains, like a dragon going out to sea, like a tiger pounced, and the surrounding air made a sound of explosion.

"Bang!"

This was enough to smash a hill with one punch, and the punch containing the power of thirty horses was solid and slammed into Lin Xiaofei's chest.

Some of the surrounding spectators exclaimed, and some couldn't help but turn their heads away. But when they looked forward again, they didn't see the expected scene of Lin Xiaofei vomiting blood and flying out.

Lin Xiaofei was still standing in place, as if he hadn't moved, and even his expression didn't seem to have changed, he still had a cold face, and looked at the disciple surnamed Zhao with a touch of coldness in his indifference.

"Senior Brother Zhao?" Zhang Heng called out with some confusion.

The disciple surnamed Zhao slowly took two steps back, looked at his fist, and after making sure that he had really punched out just now, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Lin Xiaofei in shock, and exclaimed, "How is this possible?"

Lin Xiaofei smiled coldly, the energy in his whole body slowly drained, and there was no trace of power fluctuation around his body.

"Innate Quenching Body Realm!"

The disciple surnamed Zhao exclaimed in surprise. There was an uproar all around, especially Zhang Zhaohui's eyes widened and he stared at Lin Xiaofei incredulously. He knew some things about Lin Xiaofei, it seems that Lin Xiaofei has been promoted to the Outer Sect for less than four years, and his age is less than sixteen, and he has already broken through to the Innate Quenching Body Realm.

Even if you are a disciple of the Inner Sect, I am afraid that there are only a handful of people who can have such talent!

"Quenching Body Realm!" Zhang Heng was also taken aback, and then thought that he could obtain the Quenching Body Pill by completing the Red-Eyed Pig Demon Task, Lin Xiaofei must have taken the Quenching Body Pill to break through to the Quenching Body Realm, and he couldn't help but be even more angry.

"Even if you break through to the Quenching Body Realm, it is impossible to have such a strong defense!" The disciple surnamed Zhao still didn't want to believe the scene just now, and he let out a low shout, and attacked again, his fist whirring loudly.

Lin Xiaofei took a step forward, his left hand suddenly poked out, and grabbed the fist of the disciple surnamed Zhao, and at the same time, his body was slightly on one side, and his right hand formed a fist, without superfluous gorgeous movements, just a punch out.

"Bang!"

The disciple surnamed Zhao's body arched violently, and then flew out upside down, smashing the ground a few zhang away, rolling a few times before stopping his body.

There was silence all around, and they looked at the scene in front of them in a daze, and their heads couldn't turn around.

"Poof!" The disciple surnamed Zhao bowed down suddenly, raising his head and spurting out a mouthful of blood.