In the ancient era, in the early stage of the development of martial arts. The ancestors of the Cangyun Continent www.biquge.info created one mysterious martial art after another when facing existential threats such as wild beasts, demons, and natural powers. Based on the vitality and supplemented by martial arts, some martial cultivators are strong enough to be comparable to the ancestral beasts, the first demons! Therefore, the human race can survive in the crisis-ridden Cangyuan Continent.

Martial arts have developed so far, and there are countless martial arts of all kinds. According to the realm and difficulty of cultivation, it can be roughly divided into four levels of heaven and earth Xuanhuang, and according to the strength of martial arts, each level is subdivided into four grades: extreme, upper, middle and lower.

The martial arts cultivation of the early martial realm is all practiced in yellow-level martial arts. Because even if it is the lowest-level Xuan-level martial art, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi consumed when performing it can suck an ordinary Spirit Realm martial cultivator dry.

"Illusory Three Kills" is a yellow-level high-grade martial art taught to Lu Xuan by Lu Qian himself! This is a sword move, with a total of three styles, and the time-sharing is: Lightning Kill, Phantom Dance Kill and Mountain Collapse Kill.

Lu Xuan can only skillfully perform the first two styles at present, and the third type of mountain collapse killing consumes too much heaven and earth vitality, which is not conducive to engagement, and it is more troublesome to practice at this stage.

"My father once said that the most important thing in practicing martial arts is spirit, will and momentum. The sword move is dead, but the man is alive. Like the blow just now, I shot in a hurry, hesitating in my heart, and the heaven and earth vitality condensed in a short period of time was not enough, and the lethality of the thunder kill was naturally limited......." Looking at the wound on the back of the tricolor fox, Lu Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground and fell into deep thought.

Half an hour later, Lu Xuan stood up and looked up at a big locust tree with a thick bowl mouth twenty zhang away, and suddenly his wrist flipped, and a dark red sword qi roared out from the tip of the sword!

I only heard a loud sound of "bang", and the sword qi exploded on the trunk of the tree, and a large number of sawdust and bark splashed around, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, the thick locust trunk at the mouth of the bowl was full of holes and scars.

"The strength is not concentrated enough, it seems that the strength of the sword qi is not enough!" Lu Xuan shook his head when he saw this, closed his eyes and continued to think.

Half an hour later, Lu Xuan raised his hand against another locust tree with a thunderbolt kill. This time the effect was noticeably better, with the locust trunk being cut off in half, revealing a solid core.

"No, it's too slow this time, and it's easy to be dodged by the enemy. ”

Lu Xuan was still not satisfied with the result, and sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to meditate. After a while, he performed another thunderbolt on the locust tree.

"No, it's not fast enough, and it's not very lethal, it's too chicken!"

......

After trying more than thirty times in a row, most of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in Lu Xuan's body was consumed, and the surrounding locust trees were also covered in scaly wounds. But not once did the results satisfy him.

Lu Xuan still didn't give up, he groped while resting, and continued to practice after the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi recovered, forty times, fifty times, sixty times, and one hundred times......

When the bright moon was in the sky and night fell, Lu Xuan realized that he had practiced on Luoyun Mountain all afternoon and missed dinner.

"There are often wild beasts in Luoyun Mountain at night, and it is difficult for me to practice so much without being noticed, so I have to go back quickly!" A cool breeze hit, Lu Xuan broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly put away his short sword and hurried down the mountain.

When he walked to an open field, there was a sudden sound of falling leaves breaking behind him, and the sound was like a shadow, getting closer and closer, and it was most likely a large wild beast that came out to forage at night.

Lu Xuan didn't turn back immediately, but quietly pulled out the short sword at his waist, and then turned around to stare at a thorn bush not far away, a pair of dark and deep eyes were blazing, bright as stars in the sky.

A low roar was heard in the distance, and a lion-shaped beast as large as an ox slowly walked out of the thorn bushes. Its whole body was blood-red, its hair was like fire, its sharp claws still had the minced flesh and blood of its prey, and a pair of cold and ruthless blood-colored eyes stared at Lu Xuan in front of him.

"Blood Lion!" Lu Xuan secretly said that it was not good, he didn't expect to encounter such a fierce beast on the way home.

According to the strength of the desolate beasts, the hunters of the Far West subdivided them into ranks one to five. Desolate beasts of the first and second orders are the most common and have low strength, while desolate beasts of the third order and above have some innate abilities, which are extremely powerful, and they are not inferior to the martial arts of martial cultivators. It is said that there are also phantom-level desolate beasts above the fifth order, and their variable body size is no different from that of humans.

This blood lion is a third-order desolate beast! they are ferocious and bloodthirsty, extremely fast, sharp teeth and claws, and are good at sneak attacks and long-distance pursuits, and will never stop killing their prey. Even against the martial cultivators of the Upper Cyclone Realm, they will not be left behind.

The blood lion in front of him was covered in blood, with a narrow wound on his abdomen and blind in one eye, as if he had gone through a big battle not long ago. When he was defeated and fled, he happened to meet Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan took a deep breath, clenched the short sword in his hand and prepared to meet the enemy, while the cyclone in the dantian turned slightly, and the vitality separated from the body to form a pale white spherical light shield to protect his body.

"Roar~" After feeling the change in the aura on Lu Xuan's body, the blood lion flew over with a low roar! The huge body soared more than three feet above the ground, and jumped more than ten meters away.

Lu Xuan was startled in his heart, and took half a step back and turned sideways to his back, thrillingly avoiding the oncoming claws. At the same time, with a flick of the sword, a blood-red crescent sword qi roared out and slammed into the blood lion's abdomen.

The blood lion let out a terrible howl, tumbling and falling from mid-air, the wound in his abdomen reaching deep into his internal organs, and the blood gushed out, staining the yellow sand.

Lu Xuan did not step forward to pursue, and carried a short sword to swim around the blood lion, his face was very solemn.

The blood lion suddenly exuded a violent aura, and the fiery red hair around it stood up like steel needles, and three hot fireballs erupted from its bloody mouth.

"Not good!"

When Lu Xuan reacted, three fireballs had already struck him head-on in the shape of a zigzag! There was no way to avoid it, he could only grit his teeth, and the vitality around his body surged, condensing into a thick vitality shield in front of him.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The fireball slammed into the Vitality shield and exploded violently, and in an instant, both of them were annihilated at the same time and turned into a puff of green smoke. Lu Xuan was shocked back by this force for more than a dozen steps before he stabilized his body, his chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing was a little disordered.

Before he could catch his breath, the enraged Blood Lion had already swooped down. At the same time, the beast claws as sharp as steel knives shone with a cold glow, and came straight to Lu Xuan's chest.

In an instant, Lu Xuan's hairs stood on end, and at the last moment, he let out a low shout, the vitality in the dantian turned, the sword blade rose, and more than a dozen blood-red sword qi broke out of the air, like a red hurricane passing through. In an instant, he crushed the Blood Lion's two front paws and slammed into its neck, the wound deep into the bone.

At the same time, Lu Xuan was also thrown to the ground by the huge blood lion. His back was on the gravel, his organs shook, and a sharp pain struck, and blood gushed up his throat.

"Die—"

Facing the blood basin mouth that was close at hand, Lu Xuan's eyes widened, and he let out a loud shout, and stabbed the short sword in his hand into the neck of the blood lion.

The Blood Lion let out an extremely terrible howl, struggling desperately to pull off the short sword, and tried to bite Lu Xuan's head with its teeth and claws. However, it was too badly injured and weak, and a large amount of blood continued to drip down the sand along the short sword.

Lu Xuan held his breath, holding the short sword in both hands and not letting go, while stretching his legs against the blood lion's abdomen, and then using his hands and feet together, he threw his whole body to the side.

"Bang~"

The body of the blood lion was slammed into the sand, and the wound was bleeding profusely. The originally ferocious eyes had now turned dull, and after a few convulsions, they were silent.

Lu Xuan spit out the blood in his mouth heavily, his whole body was loose, and he lay on the cold sand panting heavily, with a hint of happiness on his face for the rest of his life.

At the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged man who was rushing here saw this scene from a distance, and then stopped and stood there quietly, with a little less worry on his face.