Chapter 80: Test Results

Mu Hao raised his eyes when he heard this, and there were more than twenty low-level demon beasts of all kinds around him.

"Bang bang ・・・・・・!" These twenty or so demon beasts, their eyes were extremely blood-red, and they rushed towards Mu Hao. A powerful aura came to his face, and the blood-clothed young man slowly opened his eyes, and a smile slowly appeared on his indifferent face: "Twenty-eight demon beasts, eleven first-order early demon beasts, eight first-order mid-stage demon beasts, five first-order late stage demon beasts, and four second-order early stage demon beasts!" The blood-clothed young man, Ji Mu Hao muttered softly.

After dozens of days of penance, Mu Hao had to come out again to hunt demon beasts, not only to hone his swordsmanship and skills and perfect his sword intent, but also to complete the one thousand experience points stipulated by the sect and become an inner disciple as soon as possible. However, the results achieved also made Mu Hao quite gratified, and the cultivation was the pinnacle of the foundation building, and the sword intent of fire had gradually perfected and succeeded!

"Twenty-eight demon beasts, they can barely test my recent cultivation results!" Mu Hao raised the Jin Yan Sword in his hand, only to see two ripples of purple and black and one golden on it wrapped around it, like two divine dragons about to fly away. Mu Hao held the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at the tiger-toothed giant monster beast ten zhang away, and shouted, "Come on!

The tiger-toothed giant monster beast closest to Mu Hao roared, and its scarlet pupils shot out extremely ferocious light, and it slammed towards Mu Hao.

There was no panic in Mu Hao's eyes that were as pure as autumn water, even if he was surrounded by more than twenty demon beasts, Mu Hao's face was calm and terrifying. In his heart, he silently thought about the distance between himself and the tiger-toothed giant monster beast, until the moment when he was only three feet. Mu Hao's figure was like an arrow off the string, and in an instant, he turned into a white shadow, swept straight out, and immediately made a decision, slashing the entire sword up and down, slashing and falling, splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain. With a "poof" sound, strings of blood flowers swayed in the autumn wind, and the body of the tiger-toothed giant monster beast was cut in half by Mu Hao's sword under this sword, to the backbone.

"Puff ・・・・・・!" Hot blood splashed on Mu Hao's face, and Mu Hao's face instead swept out a touch of violence: "Build the peak of the foundation layer and exert the newly comprehended Yin and Yang Twin Fire Sword Intent, the power is more than six times that of a few days ago!"

"Now it's time to test my footwork!" Mu Hao stood with his hands in his hands, holding his sword behind his back, and walked forward in one step, taking the initiative to appear under the attack of the demon beast. "Turning into thunder, the body is like thunder, moving randomly, as fast as lightning!" Mu Hao muttered to himself, and the white-bladed spiders with extremely strong winds swept in his face, and their sharp claws waved in mid-air.

If this falls on Mu Hao, it will inevitably stop and break. At the same time, one by one, the huge demon beasts were rampage, and they contained terrifying power, if they hit Mu Hao, they would inevitably crash into a pile of meat puree. However, under this watertight attack, Mu Hao's face was calm, his eyes were unwavering, and the hand holding the sword did not tremble.

"Footwork, the most important thing is the control of one's own **, and the mastery of the surrounding environment, as well as the reflexes, the combination of these three is footwork!" At the moment when the sharp claws of the demon beast were about to touch Mu Hao, Mu Hao took a step back unhurriedly, avoiding a dangerous blow.

"Roar, roar, roar, ・・・・・・!" Seeing that the humble human in front of him actually dodged the past, the demon beast's eyes became more and more fierce, and its attack became more and more terrifying. Like a raging storm, it emerges one after another. For the first time, Mu Hao avoided it dangerously, which can be described as luck. However, the second time, the third time, and even hundreds of times, Mu Hao avoided the attack of the demon beasts, until the end, Mu Hao walked among the beasts like a leisurely stroll, his face was light and light, and the attacks around him swept like a tide, but they never fell on Mu Hao's body. He was like a thunderbolt, drifting!

"Just practicing the Heavenly Thunder Lightning Footwork to the peak of Dacheng is so powerful, this Heavenly Thunder Lightning Footwork is indeed extraordinary, and the hardships of dozens of days are not in vain!" Mu Hao nodded slightly, obviously extremely satisfied with this Heavenly Thunder Lightning Footwork.

"Next, test my swordsmanship, and kill these demon beasts within a hundred breaths!" Mu Hao's erratic figure suddenly stopped and turned around, moved up and down, and met the demon beasts that pounced, his ring finger and thumb clasped the hilt of the sword, and the falling Jin Yan sword was raised again・・・・・・, and the sword of Mu Hao was not fast, and even a little slow, but it was this incomparably plain sword, bringing up sword shadows, like ocean waves, wave after wave, overlapping together, forming a dark sword light like water.

"Bang bang ・・・・・・!" the blood swayed in the wind, and the demon beast that swooped down immediately retreated out, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Mu Hao's fierce gaze was like a real sword qi, looking around the demon beasts around his body, every time he took out his sword, Mu Hao would inevitably kill a demon beast. Whether it was a first-order demon beast or a second-order demon beast, they couldn't block Mu Hao's sword.

After eighty-five breaths, none of the twenty-eight demon beasts survived, and all died under Mu Hao's sword. Drops of blood slipped from the tip of the sword and fell heavily to the ground, shattering into a pool of blood. Mu Hao slowly put away his sword, his eyes closed slightly, recalling the previous sword, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Practicing the swordsmanship skills of these two holy products, the power of my magic skills has increased by more than three times." Although there is a reason for the improvement of cultivation, the increase in this proficiency has obviously increased the power of this sword technique!"

Mu Hao calmly analyzed, opened his eyes, looked at the mess all over the ground, and nodded slightly. Then he quickly took out the important parts of these demon beasts and the demon pills, and put them into the storage ring on his ring finger. Looking at the various demon pills and leather armor and other items in the storage, Mu Hao whispered happily: "It's not much different from the prediction, this thousand experience points can be regarded as having fallen!"

Picking a leaf casually, Mu Hao bit it lightly, and a trace of bitter taste permeated his mouth. Behind him, the afterglow of the setting sun alternated with the blood-red corpse. "Now my strength is more than several times that of ten days ago, if I meet a top powerhouse among the inner disciples like Wu Zhen. If the timing is right, even if it can't be killed, it can be seriously injured and escape!"

Walking on the lush forest road, Mu Hao pondered, and at the same time reflected on his previous sword. The timing of his sword is inappropriate, the strength of that sword is too strong, and the strength of that sword is not enough.

After walking out of more than a thousand zhang, Mu Hao's footsteps were in vain, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the undulating forest sea in the distance, revealing a touch of surprise......

The dappled sunlight shone through the shade of the trees and fell on the forest road. In the quiet forest sea, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded. Staring at the reckless forest sea in the distance, in Mu Hao's sight, several embarrassed figures appeared.

Mu Hao's gaze changed slightly, there were two figures in total, and the aura that permeated his body was thick. What Mu Hao cares about the most is that the robes of these two people are blue robes, obviously, these three people are the inner disciples of the Qianyang Sect.

Mu Hao's feet kicked slightly, and he jumped on the tree pole extremely vigorously, condescendingly, and he could see the two figures clearly. A man and a woman, the man was in his twenties, dressed in a thin blue and white robe, covered in blood, and staggered in his steps, apparently seriously injured. Compared to the man, the woman next to her looked slightly better.

The woman wore a simple blue dress, which set off the slender willow waist to the fullest, but her face was slightly pale, and her delicate face was as delicate as the moon. It was as if there was something terrible behind the two of them.

Mu Hao thought for a while, and found that he had no impression of these two people, and sighed secretly in his heart: "It seems that it is not good to cultivate alone often! I don't come out and walk around, so that people from the same sect don't know a few!" Although he knew that these two people were disciples of the Qianyang Sect, Mu Hao had no intention of helping, the so-called love of the same sect was far less important than his own life in his eyes, and it was definitely not something easy to deal with if two inner disciples in the foundation building period could be injured like this!

A deafening roar echoed in the forest sea, and Mu Hao could hear it, this was the roar of the demon beast white-bladed spider.

In the past, Mu Hao had killed a lot of white-bladed spiders, and he was familiar with the roar.

Sure enough, behind the two of them, a huge phantom slammed through the trees, and sharp spider claws waved, oozing bloodthirsty light from the scarlet pupils that followed the man and woman like ghosts. The aura that permeated this white-bladed spider was extremely fierce, especially the waving minions, which were stained with a lot of flesh and blood.

"Tsk, if these minions fall on these two people, they will definitely break their chests!" Mu Hao muttered softly, and then felt very bored, and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, there was a "poof", and the woman who was fleeing tripped over the vines in vain, and the whole person fell to the ground. The man on the side hurriedly helped him up. With this delay, the white-bladed spider in the back was close to this foot, and the minions oozing cold light slipped off the back of the young man.

Poof! Blood splashed, although this stroke did not break the young man's chest, but it cut a bloody scar, and the flesh and blood were blurry! The young man gasped, turned his head to look at the hideous white-bladed spider behind him, and couldn't help but have a touch of despair in his heart, regardless of the injuries on his body, he supported the girl and ran forward, making the last struggle.

At this moment, the young man's eyes happened to catch a glimpse of Mu Hao who was about to leave, just a back, but the young man saw that this person was wearing the robe of the outer disciple of the Qianyang Sect, although his face changed from joy to gloom, but he still hissed: "Chu Ruotian, the inner disciple of the Lower Qianyang Sect, please help the junior brother, and Chu will be grateful in the future!"

Chu Ruotian and Mu Hao shook their heads slightly, they really hadn't heard of this person. Killing the white-bladed spider is easy for Mu Hao, but Mu Hao can't mention any temperament to help, the ghost knows if it will cause a series of troubles after making a move!

Seeing that Mu Hao didn't pay attention, the girl's face turned extremely pale, and she bit her lip lightly. But the face of the young man on the side changed suddenly, now Mu Hao is the only life-saving straw for the two of them, how can he give up like this, and still don't give up: "If the junior brother helps each other, Chu will repay the junior brother with the holy product magic technique as a heavy gift!"

"Holy Grade Magic Technique?" Mu Hao's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his figure stagnated slightly, "When did the Holy Grade Magic Technique become so worthless?"