A young man was wrapped in a dark aura, holding a sword in his hand, fighting with super monsters one after another. The sword was astonishing, and the ghostly color behind him was ferocious. There were thunder and lightning, and more than a dozen super monsters were attacking frantically. The sword in the young man's hand turned into a sword.
Make balls of thunder and lightning that keep ringing.
"Netherworld Holy Qi, Ninth Level!"
Death by lightning!
Compared with the past, it is more flexible and controllable.
Supplemented by a sixth-level titanium-level body, even a dozen super monsters with strength comparable to those of a ninth-level warrior in Tizhou cannot take any advantage.
"Knife skills!"
"Like water splashing in the mirror, forgetting the knife in your hand, forgetting everything else."
"Where the heart is, there is the sword."
…
Lin Feng's eyes were bright and persistent.
The knife in his hand is as domineering as ever, but it has a little more change and a little less reality.
"That's it."
"It's almost time to break through."
Lin Feng smiled calmly.
The knife in his hand struck the sky with thunder.
In an instant, the Nine Nether Thunder Swords seemed to disappear, but in an instant they turned into illusory swords, carrying violent thunder. The highest Netherworld Holy Qi mixed with thunder light struck, and there were more than ten monster beasts around,
He was brutally killed.
"Pa!" Lin Feng stood.
The whole body is filled with the breath of blood and the breath of killing.
Even with the Nine Nether Thunder Sword in his hand, there was a killing intent in the sky, and he appeared majestic in this forest swirling with blood mist.
Swordsmanship, the tenth realm.
Actual combat is the fastest way to improve your sword skills.
Furthermore, Lin Feng's swords have never been weak, but he was born on Earth and did not receive the most orthodox swordsmanship training from an early age like the warriors from Neme Star. But the hard work will not be in vain. Lin Feng's swordsmanship foundation is equally solid.
Now, we have caught up step by step.
"Hey! Hey!"...
Lin Feng did not stop, even though he was exhausted after a series of fierce battles, his sword skills had just broken through to the tenth level, and he needed to be firm, and the feeling of the sword should be firmly imprinted into his heart and body. Being tired does not mean that he can relax and rest.
.
"Not enough."
"Not enough!"
…
Lin Feng's eyes were bright.
The knife in his hand is connected with his heart. He is courageous and tenacious.
"My level of swordsmanship is now just the standard for reaching the level of Nemo Star."
"There is still a long way to go before becoming a truly strong person."
"I want to become stronger, become stronger!"
…
Zuo Zitong, Ao Jianhui, Fairy Ruomeng...
Faces appeared in his mind one after another, stimulating Lin Feng to persevere. It had been more than half a month since he entered the Blood Mist Forest. The original goal had been achieved, but he had only stretched the weakest piece of the puzzle to normal levels.
Lin Feng is never proud.
He clearly knows that he still has a long way to go.
"Scout!" After killing a super monster beast again. After taking the inner elixir, Lin Feng's face turned pale and his whole body was shaky. However, the more he was in this state, the stronger the feeling of the sword became. Lin Feng swung the sword again and resolutely,
Suddenly
Wow!~
A warm current spreads from the soul of the earth.
Integrated into the five meridians of the limbs, skin, blood, bones, and cells, Lin Feng's whole body was shaken up, as if he had received a shot in the arm, and his condition recovered instantly. The cold sweat on his forehead disappeared, and the veins on his arms calmed down. In front of him, three
The top-level super monster roared and attacked.
Lin Feng's eyes were bright, and the knife in his hand went violent again.
boom!!!
Qiyun stage, eighth level.
Today's Lin Feng's physical fitness alone is comparable to that of the fifth-level Fetus. After the sixth level of titanium-level body growth, he can reach the ninth level of the Fetus-level.
Over the past month and a half, there has been considerable progress.
Although there is no time to practice Holy Qi for the time being, the improvement of sword skills will bring about an increase in combat power.
"You are so diligent, Afeng~" A joking voice came from behind. A young man with silver eyebrows in black clothes appeared with a smile.
"Brother Bing." Lin Feng smiled.
The silver-browed young man in front of me is named Qi Bing. He is a friend he met in the Blood Mist Forest. He is a ninth-level fetus and a fourth-blood killer. Because of the special nature of the Blood Mist Forest, blood killers often come to hone their skills and understand the secrets.
, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, etc.
"Oh, have you made progress again?" Qi Bing's eyes lit up.
A white light flashed in his hand, and two daggers with sparkling cold light appeared immediately, "Come on, make signs!"
"I couldn't ask for it." Lin Feng smiled.
In an instant, the power of the Nine Nether Thunder Knife in his hand exploded. Qi Bing came forward directly. He seemed careless, but his steps were precise and his body movements were like the wind. The most terrifying thing was the dagger in his hand. Every time it passed, it would bring a layer of frost to solidify.
"Zheng!" Lin Feng's sword fell, but was blocked by a layer of frost in mid-air.
If it falls any further, the rhythm is completely wrong.
With one stroke of Qi Bing's dagger, the energy of ice went directly to Lin Feng's neck. The killer struck, killing each other, simple and capable. Although Lin Feng's nominal strength is comparable to Tizhou Ninth Level, he is really on par with Qi Bing's level.
The experienced killer was at a complete disadvantage in the battle.
"Hoo, ho~" Lin Feng gasped for air.
Ice water dripped down on his forehead. Lin Feng moved it with his hand. He was helpless, but a layer of frost had unknowingly formed on his hair. Qi Bing crossed his arms over his chest, looking carefree, as if nothing was wrong, but his eyes flashed.
, but looked at Lin Feng curiously.
"We've been apart for three days. I'm impressed, kid." Qi Bing curled his lips and said, "The last time I fought against you, you were as strong as a fish in a pond."
"What about now?" Lin Feng smiled.
Qi Bing smiled cheerfully: "Now I am a fish in the river." Looking at Lin Feng, Qi Bing said quickly: "But don't be complacent."
Lin Feng said lightly: "I'm not as good as Brother Bing."
More than half of the blood killers are cross-level in strength. On the way to the seven blood killers, unqualified blood killers will be eliminated sooner or later. Although Qi Bing is at the ninth level of Fei Zhou, he has skills comparable to those of the lower level Zi Zhou.
The strength is beyond comparison.
"Do you know what you lack?" Qi Bing looked at Lin Feng.
"Mysterious meaning?" Lin Feng's eyes moved.
Qi Bing nodded: "No matter how good your sword skills are, they all need to be integrated and assisted by mysteries. Your sword is very strong, but it lacks variables when opened and closed, so you will be at a disadvantage in a battle that pays attention to details. To put it simply,
It’s just a lack of skills.”
Lin Feng chuckled.
I also know that the mastery of mysteries is the key to exerting holy energy. With stronger skills, you can make your attacks more varied.
For example, Brother Bing's Frost Mystery, although it is only a true secret, is quick to comprehend, simple to apply, and wins through change.
only……
Right now, I am too short of time.
The only way to win is to win with strength and to win with the speed of cultivation.
"Okay." Qi Bing shrugged: "This is just my personal suggestion, it's up to you to decide."
Lin Feng said: "I understand, thank you Brother Bing for reminding me."
Qi Bing nodded: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that the blood mist has changed frequently recently, which may be a precursor to the appearance of blood crimson. Please be careful."