"Who would come to the deep mountains and forests? Are they hunting? Or an adventuring party? Or are they coming for me?"
Lin Fei couldn't help but guess that when he came out of Shanhe City, there was no guarantee that no one would follow him out and follow him along the way.
Lin Fei would definitely not believe it before.
After what happened last night, Lin Fei couldn't help but keep an eye on it. When they left Shanhe City, they saw no one chasing them on the road, but they met a group of people.
Lin Fei completely remembered it.
The strength of the warriors was beyond their imagination. Later, they learned from Uncle Zhang Wen and Lin Fei that they were chased because someone practiced the magical power of tracking.
For example, clairvoyance, clairvoyance, etc.
You might say, how is this possible?
In fact, it was like this. Lin Fei didn't believe it when he heard it. Later, after learning about it, he realized that once the magical power is activated, it will leave some impression.
Last night, they were discussing in the mountains, and energy fluctuations caused their discovery, and they finally found it here.
Soon, Lin Fei felt relieved.
"My strength has greatly increased now. I have mastered the first four sword moves of "Wind Sword". I can just attack them. Let's test my strength!"
In just one night, Lin Fei's strength increased greatly.
Lin Fei really wasn't worried at all unless a strong Xuan Master took action. Even if a strong Xuan Master took action, he could leave on his own.
A strong Xuan Master is not as powerful as a strong Xuan Ling, whether it is in terms of body skills or even quilting, they are all inferior.
….
In a forest.
Woo woo woo….
A large number of iron wolves lay dead on the ground, with corpses scattered everywhere. At first glance, it seemed that there were at least dozens of them, and there were dozens of iron wolves nearby looking at them with ferocious looks.
"How dare a bunch of monsters ruin my business!"
A young man in black robes with red eyes and a bloodthirsty aura could be said to be Lin Fei's old acquaintance Qing Mang.
"Roar!"
The surrounding iron wolves swooped up again. They opened their mouths and bit them down with bloody mouths.
"court death!"
Golden light erupted from Qingmang's hand, and his fist hit Tielang's head. The ninth-level Tielang was knocked away. There was a "click" in the air, and he fell to the ground and lost his breath.
Bang bang bang.
Qingmang transformed into a wild beast and killed the remaining iron wolves with three strikes and two strikes. As for the smart ones, they had already fled somewhere with their tails between their legs.
If this scene were seen by outsiders, it would definitely cause quite a stir and let those people know Qingmang's true strength.
Iron wolves are gregarious monsters, usually of the eighth or ninth level. They are ferocious and cunning, and they always like to live in groups. Once they encounter humans, they will attack together.
Ordinary adventure teams don't like to be attacked by iron wolves in the mountains.
Qing Mang killed all the iron wolves by himself.
"That kid must be in this mountain range. I must kill him. Only by killing Lin Fei will my martial arts training be solid. He will be a stone on my way forward!"
After being injured that day, Qingmang left the Xuanwu Sect and returned directly to the village. He quickly recovered from his injuries and even greatly improved his strength, directly entering the realm of Xuanzhe Dzogchen.
This is after Qingmang came out of seclusion, he immediately wanted to find someone to take revenge on.
Qingmang is a person who can hold grudges. He has inherited the ways of the beast. Anyone who hurts the beast will usually be resented by the beast and secretly look for an opportunity to attack.
Lin Fei injured him, and Qingmang was about to kill Lin Fei.
Ever since Lin Fei left Shanhe City, Qing Mang had been following Lin Fei through his powerful beast-like abilities. However, he was besieged by the Iron Wolf, causing his aura to disappear.
As soon as he took a step forward, Qingmang sniffed, his eyes revealed a dangerous look, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
"Come out, Lin Fei, don't you know that whenever someone hides within a hundred feet of me, I will know it?"
In the woods, a young man walked out.
This person was none other than Lin Fei, who had been looking for him all the way.
………
"You have a very good nose. No wonder you couldn't be killed even if you were surrounded and suppressed!"
Lin Fei said lightly. In fact, he had just arrived for a while. He didn't expect Qingmang to be so sensitive and suddenly revealed his whereabouts.
In the mountains and forests, I met Qing Mang, which was somewhat unexpected. I soon understood what was going on. Qing Mang was seeking revenge on me.
The world is full of wonders, Lin Fei did not expect that when he sneaked out secretly, it was early in the morning, when most people were sleeping, and Qingmang could actually find him.
Qing Mang said proudly, "You don't need to explain anything with a bunch of losers. They don't have the strength to kill me at all. They are killed by me every time. They dare to talk so brazenly that they want to kill me. If it weren't for the people in Shanhe City,
The masters are here to kill them and they will bleed like rivers of blood!"
Full of ferocity.
Lin Fei made an evaluation.
"Do you still remember what I said to you that day in the blood group arena?"
Qingmang stretched out his hands, and the clothes on his upper body were torn open, revealing the strong muscles of his upper body, as well as scars. Some of the scars were very new and were clearly left a few days ago.
"Hahaha, thank you for not killing me that day and allowing me to become a strong master of the Mysterious Great Perfection!" Qing Mang grinned, "This place has beautiful scenery, and it's quite a good place to die here!"
"kill!"
After being promoted to the Great Consummation of the Mysterious Master, Qing Mang's speed and attack were more than several times better than those in the Bloody Arena. As soon as he made a move, he jumped out like a fierce tiger.
His ten fingers were like the wind, lifting up the corpse on the ground and tearing it into pieces in an instant. A bloody mist descended and fell on Qingmang's body, making it even more ferocious.
"Today I will crush every one of your bones."
Lin Fei slapped his waist with one hand, and immediately a long sword came out, which he got from Chen Xuan's hand.
A long sword from the middle period of mortal soldiers.
"If you want to crush my bones, it depends on whether you have the strength!"
Lin Fei followed the wind's movement at his feet and stepped back. He waved the sword in his hand and sent it forward.
"Like the wind!"
Puff puff puff puff.
The sword energy is like the wind. When it hits those finger winds, it makes a large impact sound. Occasionally, some sword energy falls on Qingmang, leaving only a white spot, not even a white spot.
"Hey, I didn't expect you to know swordsmanship. It's a pity that your swordsmanship can't even open my defense. I'd better take out your water and fire lotus and let you know how to die!"
After entering the Great Consummation of the Mysterious Master, practice kung fu to become invincible.
Qing Mang believed that if he met the Water and Fire Lotus again, he would be able to easily break through it this time, and he would not be defeated like the last time when his true energy was exhausted.
"I can deal with you with my sword skills."
Lin Fei laughed heartily.
The move like the wind just now was just a test.
"Qing Mang has been promoted to the Great Perfection realm of the Mysterious Master, which is just right for me to practice my skills."
Through a few words, Lin Fei could tell that Qingmang was a very conceited person, and people who were not conceited would not say that.
"Wings of Wind!"
The magical power of flight, flying into the air.
Buzzing….
The long swords shook, and there were sounds of excitement, and there were people drawing their swords to drink blood.
"Like the wind!"
"Follow the wind!"
"Chasing the wind!"
Standing in the small forest, the breeze howled, although it was not as strong as the howling wind. The long sword used its sword skills to roll up countless fallen leaves. They were smashed one by one, leaving sword marks on the surrounding trees.
"The magical power of flying, I want this magical power."
Qingmang's face was filled with joy, and his eyes showed greed. If he had the magical power of flying, who would be his opponent under Master Xuan at that time?
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The sword energy turned into wind and kept falling on Qingmang's body.
The white dots, a patch of white dots, are really beautiful.
Seeing that the dangerous-looking swordsmanship left white dots on himself, Qing Mang finally lost his scruples, laughed loudly, put his feet down, and jumped into the air to catch Lin Fei.
"Bullshit swordsmanship, it's just scary!"
Lin Fei remained unmoved. Under the wings of the wind, he perfectly dodged the attacks. Every time, Qingmang came back empty-handed, with a faint smile on his face from beginning to end.
After a cup of tea.
"storm."
Lin Fei's sword force changed, and the originally light breeze turned into the storm before the heavy rain, forming a large storm, and a heavy breath came down.
"Practice the magical power of body protection!"
Qingmang's eyes tightened, and he subconsciously felt a crisis. He stepped back, not caring about dealing with Lin Fei.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
As the front foot stepped back, Qingmang's body was filled with sword energy like the wind, falling like a violent storm on his body. In addition to the powerful horizontal kung fu, red lines appeared one after another.
"No, no!"
The storm comes and goes just as quickly.
The entire place behind Qingmang turned into an open area. The midday sun fell from above and fell on the body, making people feel warm.
However, blood flowed from the corner of Qingmang's mouth, and he could not feel any warmth. Instead, he felt a chill.
"Poof!"
A stream of blood arrows spurted out, and some blood clots were actually mixed in the blood. His body shook for a while, and he knelt on the ground with a pop. He raised his head feebly, lost all color, and said laboriously.
"What kind of swordsmanship did you use just now!"
"Wind Sword!"
"It's not unfair to lose... I should have listened to you, I shouldn't have... come here!"
Qingmang lost his power support, his vision turned dark, he lost consciousness, and on the verge of death, he came up with a strange thought, "You can't stop the invasion of Yinrou swordsmanship even if you practice magical skills..."
Lin Fei fell from the sky, retracted the wings of wind, and shot two sword energy. No reaction was seen. It was confirmed that Qingmang was dead, and a prompt was sent from the system.
"He is indeed dead!"
From the beginning to the end, Lin Fei only used three sword moves back and forth, plus the last storm, which affected the inner feminine sword energy.
Regardless of the power of these three sword techniques, a warrior in the late stage of Xuan Zhe would probably be killed early.
As for the green light, it was because he had practiced external skills and blocked the attack of the sword energy.
Over a cup of tea, Lin Fei himself didn't know how many sword energy he fired, but he understood the use of "softness" in swordsmanship.
Qingmang died of pride.
At the same time, he also died under the sword technique, his internal organs were smashed, and he died in pain.
If Qingmang Jiang practiced external skills and cultivated all the internal organs, it would probably take a lot of time for Lin Fei to kill him, and it would not be as easy as it is now.
This also made Lin Fei realize the power of "Wind Sword".
….
There are a lot of things scattered around Qingmang.
Lin Fei found that many of them were good things, especially when his eyes fell on the bottles.
"Is it spiritual fluid?"
Because the bottle looks very familiar.
"It's indeed spiritual liquid. I really feel sleepy, so someone brought me a pillow!"
The amount of spiritual liquid was about two kilograms, which surprised Lin Fei very much. Qingmang had a lot of good things with him.
Soon, Lin Fei found another bag of Xuanling stones, including 10,000 pieces of low-grade Xuanling stones and 500 pieces of medium-grade Xuanling stones. Lin Fei was beaming.
"Good stuff, really good stuff!"
"Ten Ordinary Soldiers' Middle Grade Long Sword, where did this guy steal it from?"
After opening a sword box, ten long swords were revealed. The quality reached the middle stage of ordinary soldiers. Lin Fei's eyes suddenly lit up.
In the system's warehouse, Lin Fei kept two long swords, the quality of which was not very good. After seeing these ten long swords, Lin Fei immediately fell in love with them.
"With these ten long swords, I can build a formation base of ten long swords and display the first level of sweeping thousands of armies."
Sweeping Thousands of Armies is divided into ten levels.
The first level is the ten-mouthed sword.
The second level requires one hundred long swords.
In the following layers, the swords will be added one after another. The important thing is that the quality must be the same in order to display the real power.
There may be a solution for a hundred people, but what about a thousand people?
As the level continues to increase, it will always be a huge number. Even a big family will have headaches and entanglements.
"As expected, it's better to kill people and get goods!"
He obtained ten long swords at once, Lin Fei pulled them out, and with the power of his soul, "buzzing, buzzing", the ten long swords turned into streams of light and rushed up to the sky, with cold light flashing on the swords.
Lin Fei could barely bear the control of ten long swords. He also felt that the power of his soul was being consumed. He could only last for a cup of tea. After this time, he could no longer hold on.
"go!"
The ten long swords roared and hit the towering tree not far away, directly smashing the towering tree into pieces.
hiss.
"If I had used this move just now, Qingmang Heng would have achieved a great level of kung fu, and it would have caused a chill in my heart, right?"
Lin Fei secretly guessed in his heart.
Even if he couldn't be killed, he still had to be seriously injured.
"It's awesome. It's really awesome. This is a ten-mouth sword. If it's a hundred or a thousand mouths, I'm afraid no one can stop one move, right?"
Lin Fei understood the true meaning of sweeping thousands of armies. I am afraid that the real power will only be achieved after a certain sword formation is reached.
In the system, he actually pulled out such an awesome sword formation. The power of ten long swords was so terrifying that it was unimaginable what happened next.
Collect the remaining things and throw out a water and fire lotus, a good thing for destroying corpses and eliminating traces.
The energy fluctuated just now. Lin Fei packed up his things and did not dare to stay any longer. He was afraid that someone would come to investigate. Who knew if there were masters of hidden cultivation in the deep mountains and forests.
Lin Fei didn't want to lure them out. It wouldn't be good to be hunted down by then. He was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Lin Fei was worried about this the most.
The scene was clean and no other traces could be found except Iron Wolf's body.
Lin Fei naturally looked down upon the monster beasts, and he harvested a lot of money and goods, especially the low-grade spiritual stones, which cost only 10,000 yuan, and the medium-grade mysterious spiritual stones, which cost 500 yuan. Who would care about the corpses on the ground? (Welcome, yours.
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