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This black sword is the Qiao Yue heavy sword that Shi Feng forged in Baiyun Temple using hundred-refined star-patterned iron!

Qiao Yue's sword weighed one hundred and fifty kilograms when it was formed. However, Shi Feng was not satisfied. He kept adding iron essence and tempered it repeatedly. Anyway, he had five thousand kilograms of hundred-refined star pattern iron in his bag.

As a result, after forty years, this sword has weighed more than three hundred kilograms.

Shi Feng's magical power is far more profound than those of the same level. He has also practiced the nameless body refining technique and Arhat Zen technique. His physical strength is extremely strong, and the heavier the sword, the more powerful it can be.

This is like a strong man who is over ten feet tall and has muscles as strong as iron. The heavier the weapon you give him, such as a giant hammer and axe, the more he will swing it like the wind and become invincible.

The power of Qiao Yue's sword continued to increase as its weight increased. The heavy sword weighing more than 300 kilograms, with the blessing of Shi Feng's magic power, how could the Dragon Scale Sword block it? It was immediately cut into two pieces!

"Uncle He, you should go back and consolidate your realm." Shi Feng put away Qiao Yue's sword and did not take advantage of the situation to advance.

What he said was very true. Whether it was swordsmanship or the sword itself, He Dong was far behind Shi Feng. The only one who won was the level of cultivation.

However, the monk has just formed the elixir, his Dantian has not yet solidified, and his aura is floating. And Shi Feng's magic power is far higher than that of the same level. At this moment, the two sides are fighting for magic power, and He Dong is no match.

But when He Dong heard this, he thought the other party was mocking him, "Bitch thief! You are so rampant relying on the magic weapon given by your master, do you think He has no magic weapon?"

He cursed loudly and took out a small crystal fan from his bag.

He Dong rubbed his hands together, and the fan grew to five feet, with a handle one foot long, and three white feathers inlaid on the fan head. Upon closer inspection, this fan has a deep breath and is simple and old. It turns out to be a magic weapon.

"Seven Flame Fan?" Shi Feng's eyes narrowed.

He Dong laughed ferociously, "As long as you know, you can die, you thief!"

The Seven Flame Fan was not a treasure given to his disciples by Master Chili, but an important self-defense treasure bought by his aunt Feng Xianzi who was frugal and spent millions of spirit stones on Hedong.

In an instant, there were two options in front of Shi Feng. One was to rush up to kill him or severely injure him while the opponent did not activate his magic weapon; the other was to escape.

Shi Feng didn't hesitate at all, turned around and ran away.

In a moment, he had reached the sky above the Tiger Forest.

Shi Feng inhaled and sank. Qiao Yuejian led him down sharply, breaking through the thick tree crown and falling into the dense forest.

He Dong was chasing after him. When Shi Feng was running away, he had finished reciting the incantation and slapped Shi Feng's back hard.

I saw a red light flying out of the sky, centered on the point where Shi Feng fell just now, and the fire light expanded like a wave.

As soon as Shi Feng's toes touched the ground, he felt a powerful spiritual pressure locking him, and it was already too late to escape. He glanced around and saw that there was a big rock on the left, so he hurriedly ducked in.

When the Seven Flame Fan fell, the first thing that bore the brunt was the dense forest. These branches, leaves and vines were all green, but flames suddenly appeared, but no "cracking" sound of burning and explosion was heard.

Silently, rows of big trees fell down and turned into ashes.

After more than ten breaths, the area within half a mile was reduced to ashes.

This fire is very strange. The fire stops when all the strength is exhausted, and the adjacent woods outside the range are not spread by the fire at all.

Seen from above, the tiger forest looks like the top of a person's head, with a bald scar exposed in the black hair.

"Crack", the rock was burned through by the fire and cracked, and a figure jumped out with a "swish". Standing on the ground, it was Shi Feng.

When He Dong saw Shi Feng emerging from the sea of ​​fire, there wasn't even a single spark in his body. He felt as if he had seen a living ghost.

After a while, He Dongcai said, "Boy! I just had a small test of my power, do you know how powerful it is? Hey, if you don't follow me back to the sect, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The Horned Demon Dragon laughed loudly, "This boy has a guilty conscience. Although he said harsh words, he agreed to let you return to the sect and give you a step down."

Shi Feng thought to himself. He had just used the Stone Escape Technique to dodge, but he also felt that the opponent's Seven Flame Fan was extremely powerful. If he fought hard, both sides might be injured.

Qin Bing was afraid that Shi Feng would fight to the death with him, so he hurriedly said, "Since he said so, you should go back with him. I have woken up, and I will be completely fine after adjusting my breathing for a few days."

Shi Feng hesitated for a moment and asked Bai Hu, "Master Hu, what do you think?"

Bai Hu frowned, "Little Shitou, do you feel anything is wrong? Why am I a little upset?"

When he said this, Shi Feng was shocked, "Master Hu, I, I also vaguely feel this way, but I always thought it was because the ban on the Shadow Demon Dragon was about to expire."

White Fox said, "No, no, Shadow Demon Dragon placed a ban on you, but not on me. Why do I feel extremely dangerous..."

The Horned Demon Dragon grinned widely, "Two foxes are suspicious of ghosts. There isn't even a ghost within ten miles. It's dangerous!"

Bai Hu shook his head and said, "No! After practicing the Shenming Technique, the sensitivity to the breath crisis will be greatly enhanced. Xiao Shitou has also practiced the Shenming Technique, so he will also feel this way."

He Dong stared at Shi Feng closely and saw that he was silent. He didn't know what the other party was planning. He held the precious fan tightly in his hand, ready to explode at any time.

Shi Feng suddenly nodded and said, "Okay, I will follow Uncle He back to the sect."

He Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay! Let's talk about it after we go back. You go ahead."

"No problem." Shi Feng immediately flew up and walked in front of He Dong.

He Dong still held the precious fan tightly in his hand, looking at Shi Feng's back, thinking secretly in his heart, should he...

The two of them had just turned around, before they could stretch their legs. At this moment, a black shadow quickly emerged from the dense forest.

He Dong was shocked, "What..." Before he could say the word "person", the black shadow had already pounced on He Dong.

His movements did not seem to be fast, but in the blink of an eye he was close to He Dong, and his right hand directly grabbed He Dong's neck.

He Dong was like seeing a ghost, and he had no time to activate the Seven Flame Fan in his hand. He subconsciously teleported to avoid it.

However, just as his figure was about to blur and disappear, the black-clothed man stretched his body and hooked his five fingers around the back of He Dong's neck. He Dong only felt a pain in his neck and lost consciousness.

Captured the Jindan cultivator in one move! Shi Feng felt cold all over!

The black-clothed man held He Dong, who was not sure whether he was dead or alive, in his right hand and looked up at Shi Feng.

The flying sword under Shi Feng's feet suddenly jumped up. The black-clothed man chased after him and slapped out with his left palm from a distance.

However, before he could slap the palm wind, Shi Feng turned over, changed direction, and fell to the ground quickly.

Because of the white fox's reminder, he saw the opportunity earlier than He Dong. He thought to himself that although this place was not far from Shigu Mountain, he would definitely not be able to run back, and it would be too late to send a letter for help.

While talking to He Dong, Shi Feng looked around. There was a hole in the surrounding dense forest, and a row of large rocks were exposed on the left side of the ruins.

It seemed that the only way to survive was to use the stone escape technique to enter the rock layer, then try to dive down, and finally hide in the black tortoise bone.

The black tortoise bone was originally a round stone. It was stuck in the rock and integrated with the surrounding. When the white fox used the magic technique to cover it, it would be difficult for the opponent to detect it no matter how powerful it was.

Shi Feng made up his mind from the beginning to escape to the ground. Therefore, he flew up and just made a feint, just avoiding the black-clothed man's palm in the air.

The black-clothed man was covered with his whole body, and he could not see his expression. He only saw him retract his left palm and press down, chasing the falling Shi Feng.

When Shi Feng fell, he was weighed down by not only his own weight, but also the weight of Qiao Yue Sword. He was as fast as a meteor and could land on the ground in just one breath.

However, the man in black pulled his palm down as fast as lightning. Shi Feng felt a strong crisis of falling. He roared and chopped with Qiao Yue Sword. At the same time, the Sun-covering Sword and the Yue Girl Sword flew out of his sleeves and stabbed.

The three long swords flew out in a circle. They seemed to be chaotic, but in fact, they were strictly disciplined. They stabbed the man in black from three incredible angles. Shi Feng used the essence of the three swords, "different lengths, no obstacles in all directions".

The man in black didn't seem to expect that the opponent's moves were so clever. He flicked his left hand, and the sword energy and palm power collided silently.

Shi Feng only felt a huge force pushing him, and the whole person fell down and fell on the rock, and the three flying swords flew away together.

Shi Feng was thrown on the rock, and his bones and flesh hurt, but he didn't care about the pain. In great joy, he was about to drill into the stone.

He cultivated the Stone Pill Art, and Stone Escape became a natural magical power. He did not need to recite the art. As long as the magic power was running and the mind moved, he could enter the stone without leaving a trace.

Just as Shi Feng's magic power was flowing, the spiritual power around him suddenly solidified like the white air exhaled in winter, and fixed Shi Feng in the middle.

"Mobilize the Yuan power of heaven and earth! Yuanying Ancestor!" The white fox and the horned dragon exclaimed!

Shi Feng hit with all his strength, trying to break the Yuan Qi cocoon, but it was like an ant shaking a tree, and it didn't move at all.

The man in black flew closer and stretched out his hand to grab him, and a huge fear came over him.

"My life is over!"

Shi Feng only felt a pain in the "Tianzhu Point" and "Fengchi Point", his head tilted, and his body slowly fell limp.