The Ancient Vast Realm

"No! No, it's just the embryonic form of the sword intent!"

Xuanniu's pupils trembled when he saw this, and he was speechless for a while.

Should we say that he is worthy of being a genius of the Feng family? At the beginning, his father also broke through to the Yunzang realm for a long time before he realized such a state of mind, which was already famous in the whole Qishan.

At the beginning, it was precisely with this embryonic state of the sword intent that Qinghua was able to fight across levels, and his combat power was almost higher than his own at that time.

But this kid can now display it slightly. Although it can be seen that the state is not particularly stable, and even requires a battle in advance to stimulate it, it is also shocking.

Seeing this, Xuanniu also became serious. It is extremely stupid to ignore a martial artist who has realized the sword intent, even if it is only in its embryonic form. Every martial artist who can comprehend the state of mind is a leader among the human martial artists, and his combat power is invincible among the same level.

Feng Xuan had realized the prototype of this sword intent when he was sparring with Xuan Shi before, and then he gradually realized the prototype of this sword intent in the frenzy of fighting against a large number of ants in the ant nest.

It was with this sword intent that he could help Lang Jun kill the black crystal ant guard in the ant nest, but at that time he could not release and control this sword intent at will. Later, after continuous practice, he was finally able to control the release of this sword intent more freely. This was also one of Feng Xuan's trump cards for daring to challenge the Yunzang realm.

Feng Xuan turned his sword body, and the whole person rushed towards Xuan Niu like a startled wild goose. The sword intent broke through the air, and even the space seemed to be faintly cut, and the fallen leaves on the ground were silently cut into several pieces by this invisible sharp air.

The second style of the Wind Control Sword Technique is "Splitting Wind Style!"

In the blink of an eye, Feng Xuan had floated in front of Xuan Niu. Just when Xuan Niu wanted to use the Rolling Stone Fist to repel Feng Xuan, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head and couldn't help but stop his movements. Then he was chopped several meters away by the black crystal knife in Feng Xuan's hand.

Xuan Niu's upper body clothes were almost torn, revealing his strong and powerful muscles. The ground around him was full of traces of invisible knife cuts.

Witch magic, Shocking Soul Stab!

It turned out that Feng Xuan had quietly condensed a Shocking Soul Stab when attacking, and shot it into Xuan Niu's soul just before he got close. Feng Xuan did not use all his strength to condense the Shocking Soul Stab, but just needed to briefly interrupt Uncle Niu's boxing to make him stunned for a moment.

Feng Xuan stood there, his face slightly pale.

He used a wind-breaking slash and released a soul-stirring thorn instantly, which consumed a lot of energy. After splitting Xuan Niu, he did not pursue him. After all, this was just a mutual exchange between the two of them, not a life-and-death fight.

Besides, Uncle Niu should have woken up from the effect of the soul-stirring thorn after being hit by this blow, and he might not be able to get anything good if he went forward at this time.

As expected, Xuan Niu's body stood firm immediately before it fell to the ground after being knocked away, and the whole person had already woken up.

Xuan Niu covered his painful head and looked at the several knife scars on his chest with a black face. Even the deepest knife had cut through his skin and cut into his flesh, leaving a two-inch long and one-finger deep knife wound. The wound was smooth and accompanied by a trace of knife energy to prevent the wound from healing.

Xuan Niu was not angry that Feng Xuan hurt him. This small wound would scab over in a moment, and even heal completely tomorrow. There would be no scar left after three days. This was his powerful recovery ability as a blood-qi master.

But Feng Xuan was able to injure him when he was on guard, which shocked him. What realm was he in? What realm was Feng Xuan in?

"Is this the method of witch cultivation? It is indeed mysterious!" Xuan Niu muttered to himself.

Xiao Qi in the distance was so shocked by Feng Xuan's sword intent that his feathers stood up slightly. This is a kind of power of spiritual will. The natural intuition of wild beasts makes them feel more deeply.

Xiao Qi seemed to be able to feel the sharp blades hidden in the air, and quickly flapped his wings to fly higher to watch the fight between the two.

It originally just wanted to chase to see if it could get some benefits, but it didn't expect to encounter the fight between Feng Xuan and the others. It was also watching with relish in the sky, but it didn't expect Feng Xuan's sword intent to scare it.

Xuan Niu stood there in deep thought, and after a while he said:

"Your strength can already threaten the martial arts cultivators who have just broken through to the Refining Organ Stage. After all, the Refining Organ Stage is still mainly based on physical martial arts, and cannot use magical powers like wild beasts to fight the enemy. They can only use some basic perception and attribute abilities, unless they have awakened magical talents like Shitou, but there are too few people like that, so don't think too much about it."

"If you are faster, stronger in strength and stamina, I can guarantee that even the martial arts cultivators who have just broken through to the Refining Organ Stage may not be your opponent. The ability of your Wu cultivators is too rogue in the enemy. Which bastard rumor said that Wu cultivators of the same stage are very weak, damn it." At the end, Xuan Niu simply cursed.

This is not cheating! A Wu cultivator in the Wu realm can actually affect a master of the Blood Qi stage. No wonder the Black Crystal Ant King was hit to death by his punch and couldn't recover.

After being hit by Feng Xuan's Soul-Stirring Stab, he still felt his soul aching.

Feng Xuan smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle Daniu, I'm different. Wu Lao said that my soul is naturally strong, much stronger than ordinary Wu Xiu, and ordinary Wu Xiu don't have my magic ability!"

Wu Lao said that if there is anything that can be pushed to him, I will borrow it first, Feng Xuan thought to himself.

Xuan Niu was speechless. Sure enough, there was something wrong with this kid. I had never heard of such a freak in my whole life. He could jump across a whole realm to compete with him and still hurt himself. How could he be a fragile witch cultivator? No wonder the witch The veteran compared him to a dragon swimming in shallow water, able to reach this level at such an age.

"Let's go, no more fighting! Anyway, you have an understanding of yourself."

Xuan Niu had a dark face, waved to Xiao Qi in the sky, and pointed to the big cloak hanging on the branch far away from him.

Xiao Qi understood in seconds, and immediately flew over to grab Black Bull's cloak, and threw it to Uncle Da Niu in mid-air. He immediately folded his wings and stood on the ground, twisted his fat buttocks, ran to him and rubbed his head. With.

This is a big boss. If you want to please him, he will remind you of yourself if you have delicious offal.

This series of actions made Feng Xuan puzzled. Is this an eagle or a dog?

Xuan Niu casually tore off the clothes on his upper body completely and wiped the blood on his chest. At this time, the wound was controlled by his muscles and no longer bled. He casually discarded the bloody clothes aside and put on the cloak.

Xuan Niu touched Xiao Qi's big head and said calmly to Feng Xuan:

"You go back and reflect on today's battle. It would be best if you could take a step further. Your cultivation level is only at the mid-level level, but I think you have a solid foundation. You don't have to follow the rules of ordinary people. You can continue to improve now. It's time, come to me and take two pieces of blood ginseng back to refine your qi and blood."

After saying that, he took Xiao Qi back towards the tribe. He didn't want to stay with Feng Xuan for a moment. It was embarrassing to say this. He had just broken through to the blood level and was in high spirits. He didn't expect to be beaten by Feng Xuan first. Got an education.

Although there was a reason why Xuan Niu suppressed himself, in short, he still did not take Feng Xuan too seriously. Underestimating the enemy was an extremely dangerous psychological condition for a great wilderness warrior.

Feng Xuan stood there in deep thought, recalling today's battle, savoring the details of the battle just now and his own shortcomings.

At this time, Xuan Niu, who was ten meters away, suddenly stopped and seemed to remember something. He turned back to Feng Xuan and said:

"By the way, in two months you will follow your Uncle Ling to the Li Shang tribe to gain some exposure. The Li Shang Association will be very lively at that time." After that, he continued to move forward until he took Xiao Qi into the forest.

Feng Xuan was surprised when he heard Uncle Daniu's words, Li Shang tribe? Then he really needs to be well prepared. He has never been to such a far away place and has never seen the rumored prosperous Li merchants.