Galaxy Shattering Blade

     Blood Mist Forest.

     call! Whisper! ! ~

     A young man wrapped in a dark breath, holding a sword in his hand, fighting with a super monster. The sword light was amazing, and the gloomy color behind him showed a terrible, thunder and lightning, and more than a dozen super monsters madly attacked. The sword in the hands of the young people turned into a ball of thunder and lightning.

     "Netherspice, ninth floor!"

     Thunderstorm!

     is more flexible and easier to control than in the past.

     is supplemented by the sixth heavy titanium body, even if the super monster with a strength of more than ten heads is comparable to the ninth-tier strongman of fetal week, it won't take any advantage.

    "Dagger!"

     "Like a mirror moon, forget the knife in your hand, forget everything."

     "The heart is where the knife is."

    ...

     Lin Feng's double pupils are bright and persistent.

The knife in the hands of      is as domineering as ever, but with a little more change and a little less reality.

     "That's it."

     "Almost, it should be a breakthrough."

     Lin Feng smiled lightly.

The knife in the hands of      hit the sky with thunder.

     At that moment, the Nine Serenity Thunder Knife seemed to disappear, but in an instant it turned into an illusory shadowless sword, with a violent thunder, the highest level of the Holy Spirit mixed with the light, and more than ten monsters around. , Was tragically killed.

     "Slap!" Lin Feng stood.

     covered the whole body, transmitting the breath of blood splitting, killing breath.

     even had the Nine Nether Thunder Knife in his hand, and they all had a murderous intent. In this forest of blood mist, he was exposed.

     knife method, tenth realm.

    ...

     actual combat is the fastest way to improve the knife.

     Moreover, Lin Feng's knife has never been weak. He was born on Earth, and did not receive the most orthodox sword training from a young age like the warrior of Nemeus. But the effort will not be in vain, and the foundation of Lin Feng's knife method is also solid.

     Now, it has caught up step by step.

     "Ah!" "Ah!"...

     Lin Feng does not stop, even if it is costly after a lot of fierce battles. But the knife method has just broken through the tenth state, and it is in need of stability, and the feeling of the knife is firmly printed into the heart and into the body. Tiredness does not mean you can relax and rest.

     "Not enough."

     "Not enough!"

    ...

     Lin Feng's eyes brightened.

The knife in the hands of      is connected to his heart. Dare to be tough.

     "My realm of swordsmanship is now only reaching the level of Nemeus."

     "It's still far from the real powerhouse."

     "I want to become stronger, become stronger!"

    ...

     Zuo Zitong, Ao Jianhui. Ruomen fairy...

     face to face, which came to mind and stimulated Lin Feng to persevere. It has been more than half a month to enter the Blood Mist Forest. The original goal has been achieved, but only the most inferior piece is stretched to a normal level.

     Lin Feng, never proud.

     He knows clearly that he still has a long way to go.

     "Chi!" Then kill a super monster. Taking his inner dan, Lin Feng looked pale, and the whole person was crumbling. However, the more this state is, the stronger the feeling of the knife. Waving the knife again, Lin Feng was determined, suddenly—

     Wow! ~

     A warm current spread from the soul of the earth.

     into the limbs and five veins, skin blood, bones. Among the cells, Lin Feng was shocked. It was like a strong needle, and the state recovered instantly. The cold sweat on the forehead disappeared. The green muscles on his arms healed. In front, the three-headed super monster beast roared.

     Lin Feng's eyes were bright, and the knife in his hand rioted again.

    ! ! !

    ...

     gas cloud period, eighth order.

Nowadays, Lin Feng's physical fitness alone can be comparable to that of the fetal friday. After the sixth heavy titanium grade increases, it can reach the ninth fetal week.

     For the most part, the progress has not been small.

    Although the Holy Spirit temporarily has no time to practice, the improvement of the sword technique brings about an increase in combat power.

     "Really diligent, A Feng ~" came a playful voice behind him, and a young silver-browed young man in black appeared with a smile.

     "Bing Brother." Lin Feng smiled.

     The silver hook eyebrow youth in front of him, named Qi Bing, was a friend he knew in the Blood Mist Forest. Due to the special nature of the Blood Mist Forest, blood killers often come to sharpen, comprehend the mystery, swordsmanship, swordsmanship and so on.

     "Oh, have you improved again?" Qi Bing's eyes widened.

     flashed white light in his hands, and two shimmering daggers appeared suddenly, "Come, make a gesture!"

     "Ask for nothing." Lin Feng smiled.

     instantly, the power of the Nine Nether Thunder Knife exploded in his hand. Qi Bing greeted him directly, seemingly careless, but his pace was precise and his way was like the wind. The most frightening thing was the dagger in his hand. Each stroke would bring a layer of frost to solidify.

     "Zheng!" Lin Feng's sword fell, but the sky was blocked by a layer of frost.

     fell again, the rhythm is completely wrong.

     Qi Bing saw the stroke of the stitch, and the energy of Bing went directly to Lin Feng's neck and neck. The killer has done tricks and tricks, simple and capable. Although Lin Feng's nominal strength is comparable to that of Tier 9 of Fetal Week, he is truly at a disadvantage against Qi Bing and other experienced killers.

    ...

     "Hoo, Huo~" Lin Feng gasped.

     ice drips down on his forehead. Lin Feng swipes his hand with helplessness, but his hair has frozen a layer of frost unconsciously. Qi Bing clasped his hands on his chest, and looked like a dangling lang, as if he were nothing, but his eyes flashed, but he looked at Lin Feng with curiosity.

     "Three days away from Shibei, look at each other, kid." Qi Bing said with a lip: "The last time I played against you, the strength was still like a pond fish."

     "What about now?" Lin Feng laughed.

& nbsp    Qi Bingsa smiled and said: "Now it is a fish in the river." He glanced at Lin Feng, Qi Binglu said authentically: "However, don't be complacent."

     Lin Fengqing: "I'm not as good as Bingge."

     Blood killers, more than half of their strengths are straddling. On the way to the seven blood killers, the blood killers who are not qualified will be eliminated sooner or later. Although Qi Bing is the ninth order of fetal week, he has the strength comparable to the lower order of sub-week.

     "Do you know what you lack?" Qi Bing looked to Lin Feng.

     "Austria?" Lin Feng's eyes flicked.

     Qi Bing nodded: "No matter how good the knife technique is, it needs all the will to merge and assist. Your knife is very strong, but there is a lack of variables in the wide-opening and wide-opening. , Is lack of skills."

     Lin Fengqing.

     himself also knows that mastering Austrian intentions is the key to exerting the Holy Spirit, and having stronger skills can make attacks more variable.

     is like Brother Frost’s frost mystery, although it is only true, but it is quick to understand, simple to apply, and wins by changing.

     is just...

     Right now, he is too short of time.

     only wins by force~www.wuxiaspot.com~ wins by training speed.

     "Okay." Qi Bing shrugged: "This is just my personal suggestion, it's up to you."

     Lin Feng said: "I understand, I would like to thank Brother Bing for reminding me."

     Qi Bing nodded: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that the recent blood fog changes frequently, it may be a precursor to the appearance of blood scars. Be careful yourself."

     Blood stains?

     Lin Feng moved.

    … (to be continued)