Quenching the Bone Realm, the Quenching Bone Realm of the war slave is better than the Quenching Bone Realm of the immortal cultivator, first of all, the body of the war slave is made of all kinds of rare strange stones.

And the body of an immortal cultivator, although it is a refining body, is still a flesh and blood body, even if it is quenched to the bone, it is impossible to be stronger than a war slave in terms of physical strength.

After the dazzling white light on the war slave's body disappeared, he thought that he had completed his promotion, and a fist with an angry sound came straight to Yang Feng's chest.

Its speed was so fast that it didn't give Yang Feng time to react at all, and the heavy punch roared, and Yang Feng had to instinctively protect his arm in front of his chest.

Bang!

There was a sound of gold and stone colliding, and I saw Yang Feng fly out upside down like a sugar-coated cannonball, with a sweet mouth, a mouthful of blood spurting out, and the whole body was agitated.

Before Yang Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he saw this half-naked war slave jumping high, as if he was going to trample Yang Feng into flesh.

"! Is it really easy to bully? Spirits! ”

Yang Feng let out a low snort, stepped on the Lingsha Imperial Sword and took off, wanting to use the air superiority to deal with this war slave, but suddenly the Yuan Force at the dantian lagged behind, and the aura in the space was isolated.

Without the blessing of aura and yuan power, Yang Feng also fell from the sky, but with the strength of the eighth order of the mortal body realm, he fell from a height of three zhang and was unscathed.

"What's going on? Damn it! There is no way to use the Yuan Force at the dantian. ”

Although Yang Feng pretended to be calm on the surface, he was extremely anxious in his heart, the physical realm was not comparable to the cultivation realm, and he could rely on exercises, spiritual qi techniques, etc. to make up for the gap between the two, and the only way to make up for it in the physical realm was to cultivate the physical cultivation method.

However, the grade of the body refining exercises can only determine the height of your body refining, but it cannot significantly improve the strength of the physical body.

Therefore, although Yang Feng's cultivation of the body refining technique was the "Chaos Body Refining Technique" given to him by the remnant immortal, he naturally had an advantage in the same realm, but there was a big difference in the realm, and even the exercises could not make up for the gap between the two.

The half-naked war slave, the power of falling from the sky, extremely terrifying, Yang Feng wants to resist with his physical body, it is simply a fool's dream.

After landing, Yang Feng held the Spirit Sword, gathering momentum and preparing to go, the war slave naturally had a buffer time from the high altitude, Yang Feng seized this gap and narrowly avoided the fatal blow of the war slave.

"Oops, old man, you don't think I'm going to hang up here, do you?"

Yang Feng said with some deflatment.

Without cultivation, if he wants to fight with a war slave for physical strength, Yang Feng has no confidence.

"Yang boy, the war slave is not invincible in the flesh, every war slave puppeteer will leave a life gate when refining, in case the war slave is stolen by the enemy, and then turn against himself."

The remnant immortal said in a heartfelt tone.

"Then how do I find the life of this war slave?"

When he heard the remnant immortal say that every war slave has a life, Yang Feng's heart once again ignited hope.

"Yang boy, it is better to teach people to fish, you need to rely on yourself to find the door of life, I only tell you the method, 'life and death are impermanent, people will win the day', and the rest is up to you."

Originally, he wanted Yang Feng to find the life gate of this war slave by himself, but the remnant immortal looked at Yang Feng's miserable appearance, and he couldn't bear it.

"Bad old man, you shouldn't be making it up, are you? What 'life and death are impermanent, man will conquer the sky', my life is almost gone. ”

But no matter how Yang Feng called, he couldn't listen to the voice of the immortal.

Seeing that his offensive was dodged by Yang Feng, the war slave did not give Yang Feng a chance to breathe.

The number of onlookers on the sidelines only increased, after all, the contest between the two 'body cultivators' is extremely rare in Zhuxian University, who would choose to refine the body to be a physical cultivator in these years, whoever comes to Zhuxian University, the one who does not want to cultivate immortals, does not want to pursue immortality.

In addition, in the later stage of physical cultivation, the entry into the realm is extremely slow, and the resources required are more than several times that of cultivating immortals, which leads to the decline of physical cultivation, and now there are only a handful of people who choose to refine the body in Zhuxian University.

"Tsk! The physical cultivation of the mortal body realm against the physical cultivation of the quenching bone realm can actually hold on until now, and it is worthy of being the person who will be promoted to the rank of the war slave by the puppet master. ”

"Huh! No matter how strong it is, what can it be? was angered by the puppeteer, descended divine power, sealed the cultivation, pure physical competition, no one is the opponent of the war slave. ”

……

Everyone, you say a word, Yang Feng is very unbearable, and almost no one is optimistic about Yang Feng.

Outside the battle world, a woman in a red robe, looking at everything that happened in the war world, couldn't help but throw a few more spirit stones into the body of the war slave.

From time to time, the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile, and there was resentment in his eyes.

If Yang Feng was present, he would definitely be able to recognize this person, because this person was Fu Yu, who had manipulated the war slaves to attack Yang Feng in the deserted city before.

Since the last incident, Fu Yu has always held a grudge against this, so this time when she heard that the training class needed the assistance of a puppeteer, she enthusiastically participated.

Xiang Hao, who was hidden in the crowd, looked at Yang Feng, who could deal with the Quenching Bone Realm, he hated it so much, but at this time he had to hold back, otherwise his previous efforts would be in vain, and he might even affect his aunt.

Of course, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, this time he has already thought of a foolproof strategy, and even found a substitute for the dead ghost, just waiting for Yang Feng to be exhausted by the war slave, and then let the substitute for the dead ghost rush up to make up for the knife.

Yang Feng could only dodge back and forth, not daring to be tough with the other party at all, and if he fought for one more second, he would have one more chance.

The remnant immortal said too mysteriously, and if he is a genius like him, he needs to think about it carefully.

He has never been in contact with the refining of war slaves, and he doesn't even know the basic structure of war slaves, if he wants to find out where the life of war slaves is in an instant, unless his character explodes, it is impossible for him to do it in a short period of time.

"Sample, do you think you can defeat the war slave if you drag it out like this?"

War slaves, as long as there is a sufficient supply of spirit stones, unless the opponent's strength is far above the war slaves, and the war slaves will be destroyed with one move, otherwise the war slaves will be a small strong that cannot be killed, but people will have a time when their physical strength is exhausted.

Fu Yu looked at Yang Feng who was dodging back and forth in the 'Battle Realm', and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and mocked loudly.

Xiang Hao looked at Yang Feng who was dodging left and right, as if there were thousands of ants crawling in his heart, wishing that Yang Feng was beaten to death by a punch from a war slave, which would save trouble.

The war slaves in the war realm are not endlessly attacking the students, there is a time limit, after all, their original intention is to select people, not to destroy talents.

This 'battle realm' can be regarded as an independent secret realm, every student who comes here is flesh and blood, and if there is any accident, the trainer is responsible.

Fu Yu is also so crazy because she knows this, because the time for Yang Feng to drag on is coming, and then she can't continue to urge the war slaves to attack Yang Feng.

"It is the eight doors mentioned in the 'Xianmen Technique': rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and opening, 'life and death are impermanent,' refers to the door of life and death, and 'man will conquer the day' refers to the door of rest and the door of opening, and the door of this war slave's life is hidden in the door of the door,

The word 'open' is in the shape of a celestial image, so if I hit the door of this war slave with all my might, his body will surely crumble. ”

Just when Yang Feng was excited, the battle between him and the war slave was about to end.

Who knew that at this time, the war slave actually seemed to be out of control, his body was blasted by the aura, cracks appeared in the body, and the rich aura in the body overflowed.

All the onlookers were frightened, "aura overflowing", this was a sign before the war slave blew himself up, no one had ever encountered such a situation, so everyone seemed helpless, and their faces showed frightened expressions.

Among the onlookers around Yang Feng, only Xiang Hao turned around calmly and left silently.

This is what his aunt told him before, if time is pressing, he will directly detonate the war slave and blow up Yang Feng.

"What's going on? How does this war slave look like it's about to explode? ”

Because the cracks on the body of the war slave are getting bigger and bigger, and the aura in the body is constantly overflowing, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the war slave is about to explode.

This situation is extremely rare, after all, it takes a lot of effort for a puppeteer to refine a war slave, and each war slave is the meat of the puppeteer's heart, because the puppeteer spends most of his time on finding the material of the war slave and refining it.

Therefore, their cultivation realm is generally not too strong, so the war slaves they refine have become their life-saving cards, and it is impossible for the puppeteer to detonate the war slaves he has worked so hard to refine unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Yang boy, you have been calculated, this war slave of the Quenching Bone Realm blew himself up, your kid will definitely not die and be crippled, let go of your mind for a while, leave everything to me, as for the person who calculates you, this immortal will kill him as soon as possible."

The remnant immortal was angry for the first time, and the mana left in his body now was extremely precious, and he used one point less, but those people repeatedly wanted to put Yang Feng to death, which had already touched his bottom line, and he was really the apprentice of the first immortal in Hongchen, could anyone kill him?

"Who the hell is it? Could it be her?! ”

Yang Feng immediately had a figure in his mind, except for her, no one in this group of students could manipulate the war slaves, and it was really the most poisonous woman's heart!

Yang Feng originally thought that the other party was just a tutor of Zhuxian University, and his status was far from his Tutor Pan, so his hand should not be able to reach here, but he didn't expect that the other party was so vicious that he had to put him to death.

"This vicious woman has repeatedly harmed me, is it really that Yang Feng is a soft persimmon? provoked Lao Tzu, and he didn't mind destroying the family forces behind him. ”

Yang Feng was also full of anger, the previous sneak attack of the war slaves, regardless of it for the time being, this time the war slaves were directly detonated, and none of the onlookers could run away, and I am afraid that it would not be only him Yang Feng who would die at that time.

"Boy Yang, get ready to let go and let me take over your body for the time being."

Seeing that the cracks on the war slave's body were constantly widening, the speed of the spiritual energy overflowing was also fast to a certain extent.

Bang!

Rumble!

……

After a few loud bangs, a mushroom cloud rose in the sky.

The dust was lifted on the ground, and the terrifying explosion resounded throughout the battle world, after all, the power of a self-detonation of a Quenching Bone Realm war slave was no less than the full force of a Jindan stage monk.

It can be said that none of the students present survived the aftermath of the horror.