Xu San looked at the figure that flashed in front of him in horror, and blood swords like fountains shot out from his neck.

Comfort... Integrity?

At this time, he finally knew Yun Yang's true identity, he was not a descendant of the Yun family, nor was he a disciple of a powerful sect, nor was he from an ancient family that had been inherited for thousands of years. But these endless methods also made him a little suspicious of the name.

If he knew that the golden light that pierced the sky a few days ago was the sloppy old man in Yun Yang's mouth, and that the sword master he was talking about was him, would he still make today's ignorant move.

Xu San's face showed a look of desolation and chagrin. The twelve- or thirteen-year-old Great Swordsman, with his exquisite swordsmanship, strange body skills, powerful soul power, and terrifying formation attainments, is indeed not something that we people can covet, and he only blames himself for his lack of greed.

A huge head slipped from Xu San's neck and rolled on the ground several times before stopping, and even to death, a pair of frightened eyes still refused to close.

Wei Haoran held a sword and half-squatted five meters in front of Xu San, and that sharp sword was enough to kill Xu San. The blood swallowed also spurted out the moment it landed, staining the open space in front of him red.

Wei Haoran wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hand, and quickly stood up from the half-squatting state, with a very domineering breath. The appearance of the bulging muscles due to the anger is unusually hideous and terrifying.

Originally, the fourth-layer Xuan Qi and the third-layer soul power were also consumed in the explosion just now.

It seems that he is too careless, and his kindness to the enemy is cruelty to himself, and this sentence is not wrong at all.

However, it is not that there is no gain at all, the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Method broke out at the moment of life and death, and the fourth phantom burst out, that is to say, the second layer has opened a gap to itself.

As long as you have a good understanding of the artistic conception just now, then you will successfully take a step towards the second level, and you will be closer to the time you expect.

Wei Haoran looked at Xu San, who was separated from the corpse, and sighed softly, no matter how many you are, if you don't have strong strength, you can only be reduced to fish on the chopping board of others. Sometimes others are seen as easy prey, but in the end, the prey will turn upside down and become the knife wielder. Don't ignore anyone, don't underestimate anyone, and don't despise anyone. The most inconspicuous places in your eyes often hide the most terrifying energy.

Wei Haoran now had all the pills on his body used up, so he came to Xu San's headless corpse and groped for a while, and sure enough, he found a bottle of Hui Xuandan and a bottle of Xuandan. After opening it, I found that there was only the last one left in the Hui Xuandan and the Protector Xuandan, and for the current Wei Haoran, it was also the source of life.

After taking the pill, Hui Xuandan turned into a warm current flowing to the limbs and hundreds of remains, the long-dried Xuanmai was as eager as a baby waiting to be fed, and the injured Xuanmai under the outbreak was also relieved by the medicinal power of the Xuandan, slowly nourishing the Xuanmai.

The empty spiritual mist in the dantian gradually gathered from the limbs and hundreds of remains, suspended in the Purple Mansion, as gorgeous as the Nine Heavens Milky Way, but compared to before, it was much dimmer.

There was a low roar of demonic beasts all around, and Wei Haoran, who had just taken the pill, had no time to repair his injuries, so he clenched the steel sword in his hand and disappeared into the wreckage on the ground.

Now he had to find a safe place to repair his injuries, otherwise if he encountered a third-order consummation-level demonic beast, his little life would have to become a dinner in the mouth of the demonic beast.

At this time, Wei Haoran was in an overgrown bush, and there were a pair of eyes glowing with green light in the distance, obviously a wolf pack that came out to forage in the night, fortunately, it was now on the periphery of the misty abyss, if it went deeper, it was estimated that as long as there was a slight movement, it would be discovered by the nearby demonic beasts.

Wei Haoran didn't dare to make a little sound, the sword wound on his right shoulder came with a hot pain, and his chest was also very uncomfortable, in the last fight with Xu San, the strength of the hammer shadow made the original injury even more serious, and the cracked wound also stained the clothes red.

Although he took the Hui Xuan Pill and the Protective Xuan Pill, he didn't have time to let Sikong Haoran repair the injuries in his body. The beads of sweat on his forehead became denser and denser, his teeth bit his lips, and a hint of fishy sweetness overflowed his mouth.

"Damn it!"

Time passed minute by minute, the wolves wandering in front of him had no intention of leaving at this time, the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it was for themselves, a wave of dizziness came from the brain, Wei Haoran shook his head vigorously, and bit the tip of his tongue.

The intense pain brought Wei Haoran to his senses, his teeth tightly closed, and there was no painful sound.

"Grandpa, if you don't show up again, I'm going to be the food in the belly of this group of beasts today?" Wei Haoran shouted anxiously in his heart, but in this vast mountain, where is there a trace of grandpa. Just when Wei Haoran was about to hold on, the wolves ran forward.

Wei Haoran seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, leaving three vague phantoms in the air, and disappeared into the bushes. Wei Haoran, who was running, felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his steps were as heavy as a thousand catties, and he fell to the ground after a whirlwind, and a sloppy old man with a fair face appeared beside Wei Haoran at this time.

"Stinky boy. ”

The person who came was Wei Fengchen, I saw him smile and nodded, grabbed Wei Haoran on the ground and resisted it on his shoulder, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

The previous scenes of attacking and killing Xu San and others were all in the eyes of Wei Fengchen, and he was also sincerely pleased that he was able to master the "Huarong Dao" array so quickly, and to be able to master its use proficiently in a short period of time.

It's just that what makes Wei Fengchen dissatisfied is that Xu San could have been easily killed in the "Huarong Dao" array without much effort, but after he fell to the ground and thought he had lost his struggle, he scattered the formation, but in a moment of negligence, the enemy found a flaw and launched the craziest counterattack.

In a duel among masters, a small mistake is enough to reverse the ending.

If it weren't for Wei Haoran's soul power always paying attention to Xu San, his final counterattack would be enough to make Sikong Haoran fatal or seriously injured. is still young and has little experience, and in the eyes of Wei Fengchen, fourteen years old is no longer a child.

In a cave, Wei Fengchen's palm stroked Wei Haoran's chest and right shoulder, and the powerful soul power repaired the injuries in Wei Haoran's body, and after a while, Wei Haoran's complexion became much ruddy.

A drop of essence blood with a domineering aura appeared in the hand of Comfort Fengchen, it was extorted from the purple gold unicorn jade firmament, at this time, the essence blood has been slashed by Comfort Fengchen, the violent and ferocious power in it, the purple gold unicorn is an eighth-order perfection-level demon beast, and it is almost able to break through to the ninth order. The eighth-order perfection-level demon beast is equivalent to the human sword emperor-level perfection master, not to mention that the purple gold unicorn is still an ancient fierce beast. If you don't cut off the violent aura carried by the purple gold qilin essence blood, this deterrent power alone will be enough to shatter the Great Sword Master's Sikong Haoran.

A drop of the essence blood of an eighth-order perfection-level demon beast was so domineering and strong, even a Sword Emperor-level master would not dare to take it easily. At this time, the essence blood suspended in Wei Fengchen's hand was as docile as a little milk dog, and with a flick of Wei Fengchen's fingers, the essence blood of the purple gold unicorn disappeared into Wei Haoran's body in the blink of an eye.

Wei Haoran, who was lying on the ground, was awakened by the excitement of this domineering essence blood at the moment when this drop of essence blood of the purple gold unicorn entered his body. The whole body is like bathed in magma, the whole body is blood-red, glowing with a strong blood-red light, and every skin and bone on the body is as if it is calcined in magma, which makes people feel unbearable pain.

The tearing, burning pain made Wei Haoran's entire face twist together in an instant, and the clothes on his body also turned into ashes the moment the essence blood entered his body. Wei Fengchen's powerful soul power protects Wei Haoran's heart and guides the essence and blood of the purple gold unicorn to wander everywhere in Wei Haoran's body.

Wei Haoran felt that every part of his body was burning, tearing apart, then healing again, then burning and tearing again. The consciousness that woke up was also hovering back and forth between waking up and not waking up, soul power is the most vulnerable place for people, at this time, the physical pain is still secondary, and the tearing of soul power makes Sikong Haoran roar hoarsely.

Wei Haoran's cry did not come out, and when it reached his throat, he was annihilated by the fire that spread in his body.

Wei Fengchen only separated a small part of the essence blood in Wei Haoran's body, and most of the other essence blood was sealed in his body, and when Wei Haoran's strength reached a certain level, he would break the seal, so without Wei Fengchen's protection, he would have the ability to face everything that happened next.

Wei Haoran's whole body was glowing with fiery red light, and the beads of sweat the size of soybeans had not yet overflowed, and they were evaporated by the high temperature in his body. The abdomen that was originally injured by Xu San's shock was also repaired one by one in the essence and blood of the Purple Gold Qilin, and it was even stronger and more energetic than the original, and the injury on the right shoulder was also intact.

Under the nourishment and transformation of the purple gold qilin essence blood, Wei Haoran's body successfully broke through to the primary level of the Forging Bone Realm, only to hear a thumping sound in his body, and he instantly entered the intermediate realm of the Forging Bone Realm. There were faint signs of breaking through, but under the guidance of Wei Fengchen, he finally stopped at the peak of the intermediate level of the Bone Forging Realm.

Wei Haoran, who originally broke through to the primary realm of the Great Sword Master, also broke through to the intermediate level of the Great Sword Master under the nourishment and transformation of the Purple Gold Qilin Essence and Blood, and the Xuan Veins in his body also widened a lot, making him more flexible and strong than before.

The stronger the body, the more beneficial it will be for future cultivation, but blindly seeking breakthroughs without taking into account the firmness of the realm will definitely do more harm than good to future cultivation. Often, the more powerful a cultivator is, the more demanding they are of themselves.

At this time, Wei Haoran was still bathed in the magma in the sky, and his body was like a duckweed in the sea, rolling back and forth with the waves and aimlessly. Time passed like this, and Wei Haoran's body gradually recovered from the heat, and he could see that his original bronzed skin was now as white and tender as a newborn baby.

When he woke up and saw himself like this, would he remember the embarrassment when he laughed at his grandfather?

A touch of sunlight through the towering trees, sneaking into the cave, gently caressing the sleeping people, Wei Haoran opened his eyes, through the sun, saw the green smoke rising outside the cave, and the smell of meat also drifted into the cave with the breeze.

"Goo.. Mutter.. Mutter. ”

Squatting and getting up, the clothes covered by him slipped off his body, and Wei Haoran saw his bare body, and a scream that pierced the sky echoed through the secluded valley.

"Ahh ”