Chapter 43: A String of Three!

"Master!"

Feng Wanli knew that there would be zombies attacking Jia Le and Qin Jing next, so he persuaded: "Then the prince zombie has woken up, Senior Brother Jia Le and Qin Jing are at home, I'm afraid it's not safe, why don't we take Uncle Shi back now!"

"Good!"

As soon as the Daoist Yixiu heard about the safety of Qianqing, his face sank: "The poor monk has a vajra body, so I will carry the Thousand Crane Daoist!"

Seeing this, Feng Wanli's heart moved, and he said: "Master, go back quickly, I will carry this senior brother!"

The four-eyed Taoist chief was also very worried about the unsuccessful Knorr, and nodded vigorously: "Okay, you guys be careful, I'll go first." ”

After saying that, the wind was blowing under the feet of the four-eyed Dao chief, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of the two of them.

I have to say that there is a powerful body refining method, and everything you do can get twice the result with half the effort, of course, the most important "thing" for men can't be fast...

Master Yixiu carried Uncle Qianhe on his back, but he did not leave a trace of footprints when he stepped on the mud, and the speed was the same as when he came, and on the contrary, every time he stepped out of Feng Wanli, he would fall into the mud for a few inches, and when he pulled out his feet in the mud again, it would consume a lot of energy, so looking at Master Yixiu in the distance, Feng Wanli was extremely hot.

Although Feng Wanli also learned the body forging technique of Wufowl Opera, this exercise can only prolong people's life and increase physical strength, and it cannot reach the level of Master Yixiu at all.

"I'll teach you a trick!"

At this moment, Ikyu suddenly turned around and smiled at Feng Wanli.

Xu was afraid of the wind and worried, and explained: "Seeing that you are so hard, if you run back, you won't be tired and paralyzed." ”

"Thank you Master Ikyu for the method!"

Feng Wanli knew Master Yixiu's worries, after all, he followed the four-eyed Taoist to learn the Tao, and if he taught the exercises casually, he would definitely annoy the four-eyed Taoist master, but for Feng Wanli, who was eager to increase his strength, he didn't care about these.

"Huh!"

Master Yixiu smiled lightly: "It's not a practice, it's just a trick, you try to condense the mana on the soles of your feet!"

Before the words fell, Master Yixiu didn't explain much, and his body disappeared in place in an instant with the wind.

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a trace of essence, trying to pour the spiritual power in his body into the soles of his feet, and in just a moment, Feng Wanli felt that the soles of his feet were hot, and his feet, which were originally deep in the quagmire, slowly loosened.

"So amazing?"

Feng Wanli was sluggish, he never thought that such a simple method could be urgent, so to speak, it can be regarded as Feng Wanli's stupidity, stopping Dao from using the spiritual power in the body to cast spells and refining talismans, but he didn't know how to use the spiritual power in his body flexibly, and he didn't know such a simple way to speed up.

Although the method taught by Master Ikkyu is very simple, the range of use is extremely wide, spiritual power attached to the soles of the feet can increase speed, attached to the fist may be to strengthen the strength, the enemy attacks himself, he can also use spiritual power to protect the corresponding parts, in order to resist.

These are simple to say, but if you meet someone like Feng Wanli who doesn't know how to be flexible, if someone doesn't remind you, you may never find out.

Without systematic learning and precipitation, the strength you have cannot be fully exerted, which is why Feng Wanli always can't kill enemies of the same class.

"Even if you don't get the spell this time, you won't lose by knowing this!"

Feng Wanli sighed lightly, quickened his pace, and chased towards Yixiu Dao Chang.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

At the same time, suddenly there was a sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Feng Wanli's expression froze, and he looked towards the source of the sound, only to see that at some point, the zombies turned into three martial arts masters were spinning in circles in the dense forest.

"It's just a jumping corpse that just woke up!"

With a slight induction, Feng Wanli knew that the strength of these three zombies was only about the third layer of Qi training, and this was thanks to their martial arts physique, otherwise the zombies who had just been transformed would generally only have the strength of the first layer of Qi training, and they would be those with a strong body, and their strength would only be at the second level of Qi training at most.

"It's just a zombie with a third layer of Qi training!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with essence, just to try his use of spiritual power, so he put down the apprentice of the Thousand Crane Dao Leader behind him, grabbed the peach wood sword given by the Thousand Crane Dao Chief, and jumped in front of the three zombies with a jump.

"Come on, bite me!" Feng Wanli doesn't care if the three zombies can understand their own words, but the provocative words must be novel and exciting.

Sure enough, seeing this live food jumping in front of them, the three zombies did not hesitate, and pounced on them with a scream.

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a trace of essence, and the spiritual power was directly driven out of the dantian, and a spiritual power silk was all poured into the peachwood sword, and the original withered yellow sword body exuded a faint green glow.

"Die!"

Feng Wanli took a stride and pounced directly in front of the zombie on the left closest to him, and the peachwood sword in his hand accurately stabbed the zombie's head.

In the face of the peachwood sword, the zombie did not dodge at all, directly stretched out his hands, and pounced towards the wind, the two exerted force each other, the wooden sword directly penetrated the zombie's head, and wisps of smoke mixed with foul smell floated out of the zombie's wound.

"Ding Dong! Kill the third-layer zombie of Qi training and get fifteen points of life energy!"

Hearing the sound in his ears, Feng Wan's color remained unchanged, and on the side of his body, he dodged another zombie that pounced quickly, the wooden sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he instantly pulled out of the zombie's head, and then a sword flower danced in mid-air, directly inserted into the heart of the zombie.

"Ding Dong! Kill the third-layer zombie of Qi training and get fifteen points of life energy!"

Seeing that the two zombies were destroyed, Feng Wanli's heart moved slightly, put away the peach wood sword in his hand, picked up an iron sword on the ground, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Now you can try it, use spiritual power to attach to ordinary weapons, and damage these zombies." ”

Because of the existence of the peachwood sword, it is impossible to know whether it is his spiritual power that has an effect, because of the existence of the three-headed zombie before, Feng Wanli did not dare to use his own life as an experiment at will, so after cleaning up the two zombies, he decided to use the last zombie to try the "little trick" he had just mastered

A wisp of spiritual power was injected into the iron sword, and the green light visible to the naked eye condensed from the iron sword.

"Go!"

At this time, Feng Wanli took the lead in attacking, and directly slashed at the zombie's arm with a sword, and the iron sword stabbed out, and the biggest feeling to Feng Wanli was that there was a resistance coming, and it was not as crisp as killing zombies with a wooden sword.

If you have to describe it, in the case of the same spiritual power infusion, the peach wood sword killing zombies is cutting cucumbers, and killing zombies with ordinary weapons is cutting pork.

"That's it!"

Feng Wanli increased the infusion of spiritual power, and the iron sword in his hand was powerful, and he directly cut it horizontally, cut off the zombie head, looked at the dead body, and muttered in his mouth: "It's been delayed for too long, but I will be scolded." ”