Time flies, two months have passed in a blink of an eye, it has been a month, the weather is getting colder and colder, and a majestic snowfall last night covered the entire Shenwu Gate.

In the morning, Wang Feng pushed open the door and saw a white light.

The earth was snow-white.

"Sure enough, with the increase in strength, I have spiritual power to protect my body, and I am not afraid of the cold at all. Even if you wear a long shirt in winter, you can't feel the slightest cold, but you feel that there is a fire burning in your body, is this the cold and heat not invade?"

Wang Feng performed a terrifying thirteen slash in the courtyard, and suddenly felt a lot of heat, melting all the snow around him, and he didn't feel cold at all.

He didn't know that this was his hot blood, exploding.

But after stepping into the three-layer realm of the physical body, the blood qi of the human body is completely activated, and when cultivating martial arts, the blood qi that bursts out is very strong, not to mention the heavy snow, even the ice can melt you.

Those powerhouses with seven or eight layers of flesh walked on the snowy road, and no snowflakes even fell on him, because they were melted before they could get within a kilometer of his body.

A strong person of this level is as strong as magma, and even gods and ghosts cannot invade.

"I'm already proficient in the thirteen slashes of the waves, but if I want to step into the realm of the four layers of rigidity and softness of the flesh, I still miss a little heat, it seems that practicing alone is not a way after all. Wang Feng put on a robe and walked outside.

The snow was falling, but it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the inner disciples for cultivation, and you could see the inner disciples practicing martial arts everywhere.

"It is said that there are often fierce beasts in the back mountain of the inner gate, and many inner disciples often hone their martial arts skills in the back mountain, and I just tried the power of the thirteen slashes of the stormy waves. However, before that, you have to find a knife first, and you can't fight the enemy empty-handed. Wang Feng thought secretly.

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The mountain behind Shenwu Gate is towering into the clouds and spreading for hundreds of miles.

The mountains are covered with towering trees, very lush, when Wang Feng used to chop firewood, he only dared to be on the periphery of the back mountain, and did not dare to enter inside, after all, there were many wild wolves, tigers and other fierce beasts inside.

However, now that Wang Feng has reached the realm of the third-layer moves of the flesh, and has cultivated the powerful second-rate martial art of the Thirteen Slashes of the Storm, not to mention the tiger and the wild wolf, even if there is a lion, he is not afraid.

Moreover, after reaching the realm of strength, the cultivator's body has multiplied, and his strength is not inferior to those beasts.

What's more, Wang Feng, a monster with infinite spiritual power, can basically crisscross the back mountains, and he can only avoid encountering beasts with the blood of demon beasts.

"It is said that the demon beast is a strong man comparable to the realm of supernatural powers, and once a demon beast broke through the city and slaughtered more than 100,000 people in the entire city, which is very terrifying. ”

"If some beasts contain the blood of demon beasts, then their strength is very terrifying, and even the true disciples of our Shenwu Sect are not opponents, I hope I will not encounter them. ”

Wang Feng cautiously walked into the forest in the back mountain, holding a steel knife in his hand, and looked around intently, searching for traces of wild beasts.

However, after walking for a long time, Wang Feng couldn't even see a beast, only a rabbit, and the rabbit despised him by the way, so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Wang Feng didn't know that there were often inner disciples in the back mountain to practice, and the beasts on the periphery were basically killed, and the prey could only be found by going deep inside.

"Hmm, it's the cry of a tiger!" Wang Feng was about to slaughter the rabbit not far away, when suddenly his ears moved, and he heard a tiger roar from the left front.

"Hmph, count yourself lucky!" Wang Feng glared at the rabbit fiercely, hurriedly carried the steel knife, looked for the roar of the tiger, and ran away.

At this time, Wang Feng discovered one of his shortcomings.

"I seem to have forgotten to learn the body technique, those masters in martial arts movies can fly the eaves and walk the wall, and when I go back, I should also practice a body martial art to improve my speed, and even if I am not defeated by the opponent, I can escape. Wang Feng thought so.

However, although Wang Feng did not practice any body martial arts, with the endless spiritual power in his body alone, the speed at which he ran was also very fast.

After a while, Wang Feng really saw a fierce tiger, this tiger had just bitten a blood wolf to death, and was roaring excitedly at this time, showing the might of his king of the jungle.

"If you really don't pretend to be forced, you won't die, if it weren't for your ghostly scream, I wouldn't have found you, hehe!" Wang Feng smiled coldly, took a deep breath, jumped out directly, and slashed at the tiger.

His knife was the first of the thirteen slashes in the stormy waves, and with the explosion of spiritual power in his body, the power of Wang Feng's knife was also very powerful, and the slash in the air was full of fierce hurricanes, and the momentum was amazing.

"Roar!" This tiger is not a vegetarian, and he suddenly found Wang Feng, and opened his big mouth to roar. The beast it encountered in the past will immediately shrink in fright as long as it roars, so that it will take the opportunity to kill the opponent in one fell swoop.

But it miscalculated today, because Wang Feng was not a beast, and he would not be frightened by it, the king of the jungle, but instead increased his strength, making the sword more violent.

"Roar!" The tiger didn't care whether his roar just now was useless or not, and pounced directly on the sword light, his eyes the size of copper bells were full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

Wang Feng suddenly felt a fierce bloodthirsty aura rushing towards his face, which made him can't help but jump in his heart, if it weren't for the timely operation of his own spiritual power, I'm afraid he would really be scared.

"I have too little experience in fighting, and it seems that I will have to hone more in the future, otherwise even if my strength is stronger than others, I will not be anyone's opponent. Wang Feng secretly thought that he had discovered another shortcoming of his own.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the tiger's sharp claws collided with Wang Feng's steel knife, erupting into a series of sparks and flashing stars.

However, the power of the thirteen slashes of the storm also broke out, and the tiger was shocked back, but it kicked the ground on its hind legs and pounced towards Wang Feng again, and the momentum was even more majestic.

"Is this a tiger? The tiger of the earth is not so powerful, looking at its small size, its strength is comparable to that of an elephant, is the tiger of this world so terrifying?" Wang Feng felt a tingling in his wrist at this time, and the anti-shock force just now made him a little uncomfortable.

However, seeing the tiger pounce again, Wang Feng could only grit his teeth and once again cast the Thirteen Slashes to meet him.

Fortunately, he has endless spiritual power, otherwise this time it would not be him who killed the tiger, but the tiger who killed him.

Boom Boom!

Between the lightning and flint, Wang Feng and the tiger fought back and forth several times, each time it was very dangerous, but as the number of times increased, Wang Feng's knife became more and more fierce, and the tiger gradually fell to the downside.

In this fierce battle, Wang Feng's combat experience has also increased a lot, and he will not panic anymore, and gradually exert all his strength.

As a result, the tiger suddenly couldn't resist the power of the thirteen slashes, and his body was slashed several times from time to time, and the blood had already stained his body red.

However, after the tiger saw his own blood, his eyes turned red, and the culling became even more violent, and he was fighting with Wang Feng.

"What!" Wang Feng never thought that after the tiger was injured, it would be even more brave than before, and in his surprise, he was hit by a tiger's claw in the chest.

"Hiss!" Wang Feng suddenly retreated, his mouth gasped, and he looked at his chest, five scarlet blood marks were slowly spilling blood.

"Roar!" Seeing that Wang Feng was injured, the tiger roared excitedly and came to kill again.

"Made, Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" Wang Feng was also angry, he had heard that the inner disciples of the third-layer realm of the flesh were like killing tigers, but he didn't expect that he would be so difficult, this is too embarrassing.

After thinking about it, Wang Feng completely burst out all his spiritual power, and unleashed the Thirteen Slashes of the Stormy Waves.

"First slash!"

"Second slash!"

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With Wang Feng's outburst, the terrifying knife momentum, like a monstrous and violent roll in the sea, surged towards the tiger endlessly.

At first, the tiger was able to fight hard, but as the knife continued to kill, it began to be unable to resist, and the injuries on its body became more and more serious.

Finally, when Wang Feng's thirty-third slash fell, a huge tiger head was thrown into the sky.

"It's finally dead, hum!" Wang Feng knelt on one knee and gasped for breath, this repeated attacks made his spiritual power in his body deplete several times, but fortunately, there was a cyan grass to replenish it in time.

After a while, the spiritual power in Wang Feng's body was replenished, and there was basically nothing left except for the wound that was still bleeding.

However, at this moment, Wang Feng's ears moved, and he couldn't help but turn his head and shout, "Who?"

The grass not far away shook, and a girl in a snow-white cotton jacket walked out, under the eyebrows like lines, there were a pair of pure and clear eyes, glowing with a faint mist, fluorescent flickering, like a slightly rippling water wave, curling charming eyelashes, trembling gently from time to time. Under the silky hair, a swan-like neck is exposed, as white as jade.

"Eh!" Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to meet a big beauty, with his knowledge in his previous life, he had never seen such a beautiful beauty, whether it was temperament or appearance, it was definitely overwhelming.

Compared to Zhao Yuhan, it is definitely not bad!

"Rubbish!" However, this big beauty didn't give Wang Feng face at all, and opened her mouth to say a cold nonsense.

Wang Feng was immediately furious, what if you are a beauty? Why are you scolding me? He immediately snorted coldly: "It's your business!"

"The second-rate peak martial art of the Thirteen Slashes of the Storm has been made inferior to even the third-rate martial arts by you, don't you say that you are not a waste?" the beauty still said coldly.

Wang Feng's face turned red when he heard this, and he felt a little ashamed in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and snorted, "How do you know how powerful the Thirteen Swords of the Storm are? Have you ever cultivated?"

Swish!

A white knife light flashed, startling Wang Feng, he looked back, only to see that the tiger not far away had been split in half, and there was a deep long ditch on the ground.

"You ......" Wang Feng suddenly looked at the beautiful woman who had put away the long knife in shock, his face full of disbelief.