Wei Jian cast an ethereal flight, arrived in the mountains, and then sacrificed his own natal flying sword to slash Qing, according to the tips of the method, he stepped on, walked! Hmph! His people rushed out fifty meters at once, light and fast, it was really cool, with the ethereal flying as the foundation, the flying sword did not have the slightest feeling of unstable standing, it was really fast, definitely much faster than the flying spirit weapon of the ancient master! Wei Jian secretly said: If he can fly with a sword, then he will not be caught up by others.

In fact, the cultivator flies on the flying sword, the speed is quite fast, faster than the ordinary flying spirit weapon, the only drawback is: it consumes too much spiritual power, short-distance flight, that is the best choice, long-distance?

Wei Jian flew wildly in the mountains for an hour, that was really cool, drifting in the air, rolling in the air, one thrilling action after another, Wei Jian practiced, he imagined that the enemy was coming, how to dodge it.

Wei Jian fell halfway up the mountain, on the cliff, found a position to fall, Ling Qi probed, well! The aura is strong, that's it, he sacrificed his flying sword, and began to chop stones, and after four hours, a simple cave was built.

Wei Jian blocked the door of the cave with stones, this is his home, Wei Jian lay down, he wanted to sleep, but he was not worried about Parhadi Casino, he told Xiao Ash: Go outside to play, pay attention to everything.

As soon as Xiao Ash heard that he could go play, the joy disappeared, and Wei Jian sighed secretly: I signed a contract with this spirit beast, I really don't know if it's right or wrong.

For the sake of safety, he blocked the door of the cave, and used the power of devouring to fuse the stones at the entrance of the cave into one, and people outside did not know that there could be a cave on this cliff! Moreover, he also left a trace of divine sense vigilance, and then entered the sea of knowledge, he wanted to study his own swordsmanship, Che Songye's cloak thirteen swords, he had studied it for a long time, and every time he fought, he was not easy to use, and he must understand this set of swordsmanship today.

Suddenly, the cry of the little wolf came from the spirit beast bag, Wei Jian smiled, he should feed the two babies, he released the two little wolves, and then took out the essence of the spirit pill and the demon rhino, the two little guys chewed up, Wei Jian really liked it, he touched the two cubs, and said to himself: You guys have a good time, I'm going to cultivate.

Wei Jian began to demonstrate over and over again in the sea of knowledge, practicing the sword as fast as lightning, a day passed, Wei Jian began to practice the sword slowly, one move and one style of convergence, evolution and change, three days passed......

Wei Jian demonstrated thousands of times, thousands of times in the sea of knowledge, from slow to fast, and then fast to slow, until seven days later, he stood in the air in the sea of knowledge, holding the sword in his right hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, the cold ice spiritual power frantically poured into the spirit sword in his hand, the sword body trembled slightly, the small river in the sea of knowledge seemed to sense the sword in Wei Jian's hand, and the water of the entire small river boiled up, gushing up countless ice mist, and converged towards the spirit sword.

Wei Jian can clearly feel that his body and the spirit sword in his hand have reached an unprecedented fit, the ice mist around the sword body is beating, releasing the sword, the spirit sword was originally quite weighty, and suddenly at this moment it became weightless, as if it was his fingers, do whatever he wanted, he knew that he had integrated his divine consciousness into the spirit sword, and achieved the realm of the unity of man and sword, this feeling is not something that anyone can have, only in a specific time and space, maybe it is a flash of inspiration, maybe, this is called an epiphany......

Wei Jian withdrew from Zhihai, looked at the spirit sword in his hand, he thought for a moment, and then he carved two words on the sword body with the power of devouring: Bingli.

Wei Jian filled the Bingli Sword with cold ice spiritual power, and then dripped blood to recognize the master, only to see the sword body trembling slightly, a buzz, in the cave, Wei Jian's eyes were closed, his body floated, the sword in his hand, the sword was from the will, the intention was to promote the sword, the heart and sword were one, the ice spiritual power in his body automatically poured into the sword, and he swiped to the side, and the cave wall around him, like tofu and foam, turned into pieces of rubble, and his temporary cave became scattered.

Wei Jian soared into the sky, the person was in mid-air, the spirit sword was hanging at his feet, it seemed that his efforts in the past few days had finally yielded a huge harvest! Wei Jian looked up to the sky and roared.........

Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded: "Good swordsmanship!"

This voice is so familiar that it makes Wei Jian feel like falling into an ice cave!

"I didn't expect that in just a few months, you have improved so much, not bad. "It's Elder Ma!

Wei Jian said secretly: How did he find himself?

But after a little thought, you can see that Elder Ma must have left a mark in his body, just like Che Songye left a mark on himself, he really damn it!

Elder Ma was a cultivator of the third layer of the Xuan Realm, and killing himself was like pinching a little lamb to death, and Wei Jian's heart contained a trace of foreboding.

Unable to turn his face for the time being, Wei Jian made up his mind, put away the spirit sword, and then turned around, with a smile on his face: "Master Master, why are you here?" When Wei Jian looked at Elder Ma carefully again, he was taken aback again, Elder Ma was originally a cultivator of the third layer of the Xuan Realm, but now he has fallen to the second layer of the Xuan Realm, and his body is terrible, skinny as a material, only his cursed arm is indeed thick and abnormal.

Wei Jian instantly understood: This curse was absorbing the life essence of Elder Ma, so the purpose of his coming today was obvious: to take away! Thinking of this, Wei Jian's heart was half cold, was he about to fall? No!

Elder Ma seemed to be talking to himself: "It's only been a few months, and my cultivation has improved so much, and my swordsmanship has also been completed, in fact, I should let you cultivate for two more years, at that time I was taking the best of your body, but my body didn't allow it..."

Wei Jian felt that his scalp was numb, he was like the food cultivated by Elder Ma, he didn't grow, but he was hungry today, and he had to eat it! Wei Jian's heart swelled up, he wanted to resist, although this kind of resistance may not have an effect, but it is not Wei Jian's character to sit back and wait.

At this time, the second senior brother Qin Yan flashed out from behind a big tree on the side, and walked towards Wei Jian step by step, Wei Jian clenched his fists: "See second senior brother." ”

Qin Yan nodded coldly, and the eyes in his eyes when he looked at Wei Jian were only cruelty, coldness, and death.

At this moment, Wei Jian used the Demon Body, inch strength, bang! Wei Jian's heavy punch hit Qin Yan's chest, abdomen, and face, you know, this was Wei Jian's sad blow, integrated into the cold ice spiritual power, as a result, although Qin Yan had the cultivation of the fourth layer of the Yellow Realm, he was also knocked down by Wei Jian's three punches, spitting blood!

To make it clear, cultivators who cultivate spiritual power will use their spiritual power outside their bodies to form a shield or shield or armor to protect their bodies, don't look at the cultivators of the Yellow Realm, their bodies are not so strong, unlike body refiners, their bodies are as hard as stubborn stones, and when there is no means of protection, they are all hemp rods!

Qin Yan never thought that Wei Jian's attack power was so strong, he thought that his cultivation was higher than Wei Jian's, he was injured, and he was seriously injured because of his carelessness, just imagine, a cultivator of the fourth layer of the Yellow Realm, can he be afraid of the fists of the second-level cultivator? But he was wrong, ridiculously wrong!

Qin Yan's ribs were cracked, his five organs were displaced, and his body flew out more than thirty meters, lying on the ground, like a dead dog.

Wei Jian sacrificed the flying sword, jumped on the flying sword, and ran away quickly, he called Xiao Ash, but this guy didn't know where to go crazy, the critical time was not there, he rushed to his broken cave, he was short, grabbed the two little wolves in his hands, and then put them into the spirit beast bag, and then galloped away.

Elder Ma was so angry that he stepped on the flying sword and chased straight away.