Earth-level low-level combat skills are extremely sophisticated and come from the top sect in Chengtian Continent - Tianyuan Sword Pavilion.
The sword comes out!
Ye Xian was so horrified that he had no time to think about it, so he could only block it with a short blade, then formed a fist with his left hand and struck out violently!
With this punch, I put all my life's energy into it!
clang!
The sword arrives!
The punch is coming!
The moment the fists and swords struck each other, Ye Xian felt a chill on his shoulders, and his entire left arm flew out, blood spurting out!
That short blade also struck Feng Wuji's chest.
A tearing sound.
Feng Wuji's clothes were instantly stained red with blood, and a three-foot-long scar appeared on his chest, with bones even visible!
"Impossible, you are only in the Divine Vein Realm, how could you possibly hurt me?" Ye Xian covered the broken arm, looked at Feng Wuji in disbelief, and said in shock: "What kind of swordsmanship are you doing? It's almost like this?"
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Feng Wuji stared at Ye Xian coldly, blood dripping from the hand holding the sword.
His arm has been broken into several pieces. The blood-dropping sword is too powerful. He is only at the seventh level of the divine vein realm. Even if his bloodline has been upgraded to the lower level of the mysterious level, he is still far from reaching the threshold for use!
What's more, he has never practiced this sword fighting skill at all, he just relied on his sword talent in his previous life to perform it forcefully!
The sword struck just now was far from the real power of the Blood-Drying Sword, and the force of the backlash directly broke the bones.
My body is in turmoil, and I have reached the end of my strength!
Coupled with the scar on his chest, his energy and blood were rapidly drained.
A strong smell of blood surged up in his throat, but there was no expression on his face. He had to hold on!
"What secret does this little kid have?" Ye Xian's eyes were filled with uncertainty, and murderous intent arose in his heart.
Of the seven Ye Mansion warriors, only one died. If this boy is allowed to grow, I am afraid that the entire wilderness will no longer have a foothold for Ye Mansion!
Even if I risk my life, I will kill him!
Ye Xian gritted his teeth, quickly tore his clothes into strips of cloth, tied his left shoulder, and stopped the bleeding!
Countless days of licking blood with the tip of a knife made him understand that he must not have the slightest fear in his heart, otherwise he would die miserably!
What's more, in battles and attacks, the brave will always win!
On several occasions, with his will to die, he defeated enemies with disparity in strength!
What's more, Feng Wuji is just a junior.
"Take your life!"
Ye Xian roared, clenched his palm, and a ball of silver-white lightning gathered in his palm. He punched it directly and turned into a sharp lightning, running through the air to kill!
boom!
The light passed by and burned all the weeds!
Feng Wuji's heart sank, and he could only bear the punch forcefully, pouring all the energy in his body into the soles of his feet, turning around and running behind him!
In front of him, there was a rapid river, endless and magnificent, like a roaring angry dragon!
On the other side of the river is the destination of his trip, Mingshan!
"Die!"
As the roar fell, Feng Wuji's entire body flew out like a cannonball.
Bang!
Falling directly into the turbulent river.
"Ye Xian, the next time I see you, it will be your death!" Feng Wuji's roar echoed throughout the mountain.
Looking at the figure swallowed by the river, Ye Xian's eyes were cold: "You were hit by my Thunder Fist. I don't believe you can still come back to life!"
This river rushes down, stretching for thousands of miles, and there is a dangerous Cold Dragon Pool in the lower reaches. Even if Feng Wuji survives, he will be devoured by the vicious creatures in the Cold Dragon Pool!
…
dawn.
Under the rugged cliffs, the river is turbulent, like thousands of horses galloping.
Suddenly, a pale hand reached out of the water, and the boy with a bloody face crawled to the shore.
The clothes were ragged and covered with dirt, and there was a terrifying wound on his chest!
He held an ancient sword in his hand, and as soon as he landed on the shore, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
"I'm not dead yet..."
Feeling the excruciating pain, Feng Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, "Sure enough, how can a body strengthened by ambergris water die so easily?"
Looking up, the dark mountain peaks towering into the clouds are right in front of you.
"This is the foot of Mingshan Mountain!"
After searching around, we quickly found a hidden cave.
After wringing out the clothes and hanging them up, Feng Wuji took out the Blood Return Pill and swallowed it in one gulp!
Then, he sat cross-legged, mobilized the remaining energy in his body, and began to run the Divine Attack Technique!
boom!
The vitality of heaven and earth surged in, the Blood Return Pill melted instantly, and the majestic power of the medicine swept through the body, repairing the injuries!
In the dantian, the drop of ancient true dragon essence blood that has not been swallowed up by the ancestral fire also flows into the blood veins and washes away with the power of the medicine!
Three hours later, Feng Wuji suddenly opened his eyes.
The ferocious scar on his chest has been completely repaired, leaving only a faint blood mark.
Even the arm that was shattered by the backlash due to the use of the Blood Dropping Sword has recovered as before!
"First fill your stomach, then practice the Nine Meridians of the Ancestral Dragon!"
Feeling the breath of ancient true dragon essence and blood in his body, Feng Wuji was excited. With this drop of essence and blood, he would definitely get twice the result with half the effort when practicing dragon clan combat skills!
As he spoke, he stood up.
But suddenly, I seemed to remember something.
"What exactly are the Yefu army searching for?" Feng Wuji couldn't help but become confused and said to himself: "Kill without mercy, is there some shady secret?"
Then, he took out a bloody inner elixir from his clothes. It was filled with blood and contained tremendous vitality.
"The knife wound on the blood ape's abdomen was inflicted by a sword master. Could it be that the person Ye Mansion is searching for is that master?"
Thinking of this, Feng Wuji came to his senses. The blood ape's strength was not weaker than that of the early stage of Guiyuan Realm. How could he have been killed by his sword if he hadn't been seriously injured?
That knife directly shattered the blood ape's internal organs.
But Ye Xian doesn't use a knife.
Feng Wuji had a vague feeling that the master of swordsmanship was the person the Yefu army was looking for.
This person is hiding near Mingshan Mountain!
"It's better to be careful."
Feng Wuji was secretly alert and walked out of the cave. His luggage was already soaked and there was not even a trace of dry food left.
After not eating for a whole day and night, I was already very hungry.
Concentrating his breath along the way, he soon arrived at the lower waters.
At the foot is a low cliff, and below is a pitch-black Cold Dragon Pond.
The temperature of the pond water is extremely low. It is only early winter now, and the water surface is already covered with a thick layer of ice, which is no worse than the ice caves covered with ice marrow grass.
Feng Wuji stood on the edge of the cliff, and he could vaguely see countless strange fish passing under the ice.
He carefully came to the ice, formed a sword finger with his right hand, and inserted it into the ice. After several times, a cave appeared on the ice.
Next, he squatted on the ice and waited quietly.
Finally, half an hour later, a strange white wild fish swam back and forth under the cave, scurrying up from time to time, apparently breathing fresh air.
call out!
Feng Wuji saw the right moment, directly dropped his palm, and caught the strange fish on its back like a thunderbolt. Without waiting for its body to swing around, his fingertips suddenly sank into the fish's belly and lifted it up!
Soon a wooden fork was set up on the edge of the cliff, with a large, washed and peeled fish on top, and a blazing fire was lit underneath.
Feng Wuji returned to the cave, took out his clothes, and prepared to dry them together.
After a long while, he came to the cliff again, but suddenly he was stunned!
On the fire, the grilled fish disappeared, and there were still traces of blood beside it.