The next morning, Fang He woke up in a smart bird's call, just like yesterday, picked up the branches and continued to practice, when he was hungry, he went to the waterhole to catch fish, and after eating a little rest, he began to practice again, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, gradually getting used to and liking the life here, forgetting everything, only practicing swords, eating, and sleeping in his heart.

In this way, half a month has passed, Fang He has completely integrated the actions in the ancient books, and has a trace of the demeanor of a mortal master; Moreover, his body has also quietly undergone some changes. It can be seen that Fang He's skin at this time is slightly crystal clear, it is not a reflection of Yang Guan, but more like it is transmitted from the inside of his body.

If Fang He looked at the handscroll carefully, he could know that this was a sign of bone transformation, but Fang He was completely immersed in the fun of sword practice at this time, completely forgetting about his own cultivation, just practicing those basic sword moves over and over again, and under the integration, Fang He's swinging speed became faster and faster.

Another half a month passed, and at this time, Fang He's practice of those basic sword moves had far exceeded 100,000 times, and he saw that there was a faint breath of qi in his ordinary moves that was changing with the changes in his moves.

That night, the bright moon was hanging high, and there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and it actually rained heavily in the sky, revealing a hint of coolness, extinguishing the fire on the ground and waking up Fang He in his sleep.

Rain, always makes people think nonsense, this month's blue sky and bright day, Fang He's daily life is only cultivation, selflessness, love, forgetfulness, no matter what you have in the past, I am only addicted to cultivation; Suddenly, through the rain curtain inside and outside the wooden house and the slightly impatient stream, a few small points of light appeared on the opposite bank at some point, a burst of thunder flashed, under Fang He's cultivation so far, he saw several hungry wolves looking at him in a daze, and he could vaguely see the fierce light in his eyes, Rao is himself practiced sword every day, but he had never experienced actual combat, and at this time, he couldn't help but feel a rush in his heart.

said that it was too late, only to hear a short howl from the hungry wolf in the lead, and then the three hungry wolves swept across the slightly turbulent stream and rushed towards Fang He, before he had time to think about it, Fang He picked up the branch that was usually used as a sword by the wooden house, recalled the actions that had been repeated every day for the past month, and his feet made a slight effort, and he also pounced towards the three wolves.

At this time, the three hungry wolves saw that Fang He not only did not run, but pounced towards him, and immediately divided into three, biting towards Fang He from three directions, after all, Fang He's cultivation was only a basic sword move, and he didn't know how to defend for a while, but he could avoid the wolf, and the sharp wolf claws on both sides also scratched out a few blood marks, mixed with rain, and became a part of the turbulent stream.

"Hiss" Fang He couldn't help but gasp, the intense pain and the three hungry wolves that had already turned back made it too late for him to check the wound, so he had to grit his teeth and stab, chop, and slash at the head wolf with one move, maybe he would have to confess here today, but the tragedy that happened before and a series of bizarre experiences also made Fang He unconsciously have a spirit of not admitting defeat, that is, he would rather die standing than live on his knees! Besides, aren't there three hungry wolves in front of you? Wolves are usually herds, and if you look at the head wolf and knock it back, you can get the other wolves to retreat.

Having said that, but at this time, Fang He's situation was terrifying and optimistic, there were more and more wounds on his body, and they were getting deeper and deeper, there were several wounds that were scratched by the head wolf, most of them were deep to the bone, close to twenty minutes of life-and-death fighting, Fang He's use of basic sword moves was also becoming more and more handy, and the three wolves also showed fatigue under the long-term attack, and the three wolves stood slightly and gasped for breath.

Although Fang He also suffered great pain, occasionally accompanied by a feeling of dizziness due to blood loss, the more a person is in life and death, the more he can burst out with unimaginable power.

I saw Fang He looking at the hungry wolf beside him who was also a little tired and standing slightly gasping for breath, his eyes narrowed slightly, his hands held the branch that had been broken two-thirds of it on his left chest and bowed slightly, and then his right foot kicked hard towards the muddy ground mixed with various footprints, stabbing towards the head wolf like a cannonball.

With a low roar, the three wolves saw that Fang He took the initiative to attack, and they no longer gasped at the moment, and also pounced towards Fang He, but the speed of Fang He's instant burst at this time was really a huge increase compared to before, and the two wolves on both sides heard the head wolf's painful moans before they touched the corners of Fang He's clothes.

It turned out that Fang He was aiming at the most fragile waist and abdomen of the wolf at this time, and the branches had been completely inserted into the belly of the head wolf, drenched in blood, very terrifying! Seeing this, the other two wolves had bloodshot eyes and were about to go berserk, but they stopped at the whimper of the first wolf.

At this time, the wolf king trembled, but there was a trace of unwilling and humanized anger in his vicious eyes; But Fang He didn't have the heart to observe the changes of the head wolf in detail, it was indeed a real fire, his copper bell-like eyes stared straight at the head wolf, for fear that the wolves would attack again, if he did it again, Fang He would definitely have no bones left tonight, after all, he was already at the end of the crossbow now, maybe a little stronger wind could make him fall to the ground in an instant.

However, things didn't seem to be so bad, but seeing the head wolf bent his front legs and kneeling on the ground, after a roar, he turned around and led the other two uninjured wolves back across the water, only to take a deep look at Fang He when he was on the other side, and then disappeared into the vast night.

Seeing the wolves retreating, Fang He didn't relax at all, he kept looking at the direction the wolves left, standing quietly; After about a quarter of an hour, Fang He couldn't support it anymore and slowly fell to the ground, wrapping Fang He's body in the mud with blood and water, and also covering his originally pure heart with a layer of dust.