From Bixue City to Tianzhihen Imperial Capital, it would take at least three days with Luo Feng's current foot strength.
If you are taking the maritime high-speed rail, it is a different story. One day is enough.
But Luo Feng knew very well that he had a special status and the mobile high-speed rail required real-name authentication, so naturally he did not dare to be so arrogant.
As the sun began to set, Luo Feng began to hit the road.
The divine walking steps were performed, and Luo Feng was speeding along the road.
Luo Feng, who has reached the level of a divine warrior, can walk at an even more astonishing speed.
It was already late at night when we climbed over the Seven Layers Mountain in Bixue City.
At this time, Luo Feng had consumed most of his Qi Hai. In a place like this, Luo Feng naturally had to maintain a fighting state, so he carefully chose to take a rest.
Luo Feng simply ate some dry food and clean water, then began to sit cross-legged and meditate, adjusting his Qi sea.
Nearly half a year has passed since Luo Feng arrived at the realm of gods.
The divine realm has stabilized, and the blue-gold tide of Qi Sea is rushing here, like a surging river, continuous.
Luo Feng could feel that under the Qi Sea, the golden round wheel was full of vitality, which was constantly nourishing Luo Feng's Qi Sea.
This also made Luo Feng's recovery speed twice that of ordinary people.
Suspended above the blue-gold ocean are thirty swords, which are the true form of the Ji family's bloodline.
During these times, Luo Feng also gained some experience in the Ji family's absolute zero realm.
"It's a pity. Such bloodline ability is really ostentatious. Once used, it will be discovered, which is really a headache." Luo Feng didn't want to reveal his identity, so he didn't dare to use many moves as he pleased.
In the final analysis, Luo Feng is still not strong enough.
"I really hope to master the colorless phase soon," Luo Feng saw Xingtong's Lei Ming and believed even more in his need for the colorless phase.
As the enemies he faced became more and more powerful, single-target martial arts and breathing techniques no longer seemed to have any advantages.
As Ouyang Kuang said, a true strong man is definitely not limited to just one ability to save his life.
Some people have monstrous cultivation and master great arts such as rune magicians.
Ouyang Kuang also seriously told Luo Feng that at the top of martial arts, almost everyone would be exposed to the powerful inheritance of skills and the field of rune warlocks.
This is why back in China, the old madman wanted Luo Feng to learn so many skills.
Is it true that Luo Feng is not talented enough and is just learning a little bit?
Of course not, that is because the old madman is already systematically training Luo Feng for his future.
The fact that Luo Feng has made such rapid progress and survived several desperate situations is due to the old madman's extraordinary vision and experience.
"call!"
With a blast of cold air, Luo Feng's condition returned to its peak.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly shot out and kicked Luo Feng in the air.
Luo Feng frowned, picked up the bandaged mahogany sword with one hand and swept it out.
"boom!"
The black shadow flew out and landed steadily ten meters away, looking at Luo Feng's strange weapon with confusion.
The young man frowned, "Your weapon is so heavy, aren't you afraid of affecting your movements when you swing it?"
"Who are you?" Luo Feng stood up.
The young man sneered and raised his fist to attack again.
Seven cyclones exploded in his chest.
"Physical cultivation?" Luo Feng had not seen a physical cultivator for a long time and was greatly surprised, but the offensive in his hands never slowed down.
The wooden sword was picked up and headed towards the opponent.
"Swordsman? And a swordsman in the divine realm?" the young man said, "You are not bad."
"You're pretty good too. The seventh-level physical training is enough to compete with the divine realm. If I weren't a swordsman, I'd be really afraid of being suppressed by you." Luo Feng praised him, but his subordinates showed no mercy. The intention skyrocketed to form a defensive field.
"This kid seems to know a lot about physical training. He uses his sword energy to create a killing battle. He always perfectly avoids straight-line attacks with me." The young man narrowly avoided Luo Feng's attack and did not dare to be careless again.
"Why aren't you coming?" Luo Feng twisted his peach wood sword, "If you don't come, I will come."
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Feng's figure flickered, cold air lingered around the sword body, and the sword rain from the sky came out in unison to attack.
The young man is not weak in strength, his fist is his strongest weapon, and his boxing skills are even more proficient.
Both sides had intertwined murderous intentions, but neither of them achieved any benefit.
"You kid!" The young man found that he was starting to look extremely embarrassed in the midst of Luo Feng's sword energy.
The two sides were evenly matched at first, but as Luo Feng's attack speed and strength continued to increase, he was almost hit by the sword energy several times, let alone getting close to Luo Feng.
Luo Feng held the sword with one hand, seemingly casually, but the speed of swinging the sword became more and more fierce.
"What, it can't work?" Luo Feng felt relieved.
He has been abused a lot recently, and he can finally understand the feeling of suppressing someone to a desperate situation, and the other person can only stare.
"Damn swordsman!" The young man shattered the sword energy with his fists and was forced to retreat.
"I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry," Luo Feng walked forward slowly, slashing with his peach wood sword.
"You want me to start a fight between men," the young man said displeased.
"Are you sure?" Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, "I'm afraid I will kill you with one strike of my sword."
"What do you mean by a seventh-level physical cultivator?" The young man was furious. He spread out his arms and shattered the sword energy in the sky with his strange power. When he yelled angrily, he shot out his body and punched Luo Feng with a bang.
"I admit that physical training is indeed the king of melee combat, but swordsmen are not weak either. Do you really think you can get an advantage in melee combat with me?" Luo Feng sneered, and his figure suddenly sank.
"This is..."
"Draw your sword and kill!"
"Whoosh!"
A cold light seemed to flash across the dark night sky.
The strong wind in the sky seemed to condense at this moment, penetrated the space, and instantly reached the young man's face.
"boom!"
The sword energy surged thousands of miles, and the dense jungle was opened up in a straight line.
Sweat dripped down the young man's chin and onto Luo Feng's sword. The young man turned pale and swallowed his saliva.
"You...why don't you do it?"
"We have no grievances. We are just comparing notes. There is no need to take people's lives," Luo Feng put away his sword and said with a smile.
But everyone who knows Luo Feng should know that Luo Feng will not show mercy when facing an enemy who wants to take his life.
There is only one reason.
That was because Luo Feng recognized this young man as the attendant of the old man with the garlic nose who set up the stall.
Since the young man appears here, it means that the garlic-nosed old man with unfathomable cultivation is also here.
At this time, only applause was heard in the distance.
The three garlic-nosed old men came out.
Luo Feng pretended to be surprised, "You actually have helpers?"
"Hmph, if you lose, you lose. Who do you think we are, the men of the Thirty-Six Southern Wilderness Tribes?" the young man said displeased.
"My little brother's swordsmanship is so cool. With such strength at such a young age, he can be regarded as a first-class genius even in the Northern Territory." The garlic-nosed old man stood with his hands on his back and looked Luo Feng up and down with his eyes.
"Who are you and why are you following me?" Luo Feng tried his best to appear harmless.
The garlic-nosed old man nodded, "Don't worry, brother, it's just that too many people have appeared in the Northern Territory recently. We have to be careful that someone is following us, so I asked the two tigers of my tribe to follow you and test you."
"I'm just a warrior with a little talent. I came to the Northern Territory to get some experience. I don't want to cause trouble to anyone."
"Yes, I see it," the old man Fu Xu said with a smile, "but it is very dangerous for one person to come to the Northern Territory to practice. Fortunately, I met the old man today."
The old man stepped forward and suddenly grabbed Luo Feng's hand.
"It's so fast," Luo Feng was secretly surprised, but he didn't dare to resist.
The old man narrowed his eyes, and a breath entered Luo Feng's 360 veins network and headed towards the sea of qi.
"No, if this old guy finds out that there is something wrong with my Qi Hai, I will be exposed."
There was a thirty-year-old sword floating above the blue-gold air sea. Luo Feng reacted and wanted to hide it, but it was too late after all.
And just when Luo Feng thought that his identity was about to be exposed, he saw the old man frowning and saying "Huh".
"Brother, what kind of secret method are you cultivating? I can't detect your cultivation. I can only detect a red mist. I want to pass through the mist but it doesn't work at all?"
Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the Emperor's bloodline also existed.
At this time, red mist surged above the sea of qi, which protected the blood of the Ji family and the blue-gold sea of qi.
Luo Feng pretended to be calm and bowed, "Old sir, you don't know something. I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, but I never opened up the Qi Sea. It wasn't until I met an expert at the age of eighteen that I accidentally opened up the Qi Sea."
"The red mist you are sensing has been perceived by my master before. It should be that the sea of qi has not been opened before, and then it encountered some strange restrictions, so it has not dispersed."
"I see. Generally speaking, those who cannot open up the Qi Sea will have the Qi Sea appear black. Even though you have red mist, it makes sense. However, I opened up the Qi Sea at the age of eighteen, and now I have reached the level of a divine warrior. Isn’t this too outrageous?”
Luo Feng had already thought of an excuse and said calmly, "It's just a coincidence. My body is weak, and I accidentally met an expert who inherited the swordsmanship. I took a lot of pills, so the Qi Sea has not been opened, but all my physical conditions are improving. "
"Isn't this just like my kid?" The garlic-nosed old man looked at his grandson behind him.
His grandson also did not open the sea of qi when he was young, but he practiced cultivation and had no shortage of elixirs. Until he accidentally opened the sea of qi at the age of fifteen, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. Now his cultivation level has reached the sixth level of the divine warrior realm.
"It turns out it's the same as before," the old man nodded, looked Luo Feng up and down, and asked curiously, "My brother's cultivation is at the top of the divine warrior realm, how good is his swordsmanship?"
