"Yang Feng, today is your death day, the demon armor locks your life!"
Mo Xiaosheng directly used his trump card, not intending to give Yang Feng any chance to breathe, since he was defeated by Yang Feng twice in a row.
Mo Xiaosheng, the "madman" of Demon University, has given birth to inner demons, and that inner demon is Yang Feng. Only by killing Yang Feng can he get rid of the inner demons, otherwise he will live in Yang Feng's shadow for the rest of his life. Down.
When they first met, Mo Xiaosheng was already in the solid stage of cultivation. Coupled with the day and night practice during this period, Mo Xiaosheng's cultivation has reached the level of "shaping the soul" in the realm of demonic cultivation.
Realm of Demonic Cultivation: Qi training, solid body, pulse expansion, soul shaping,... overcoming tribulation.
The combat power of the demonic cultivator in the soul-shaping stage is the same as that of the immortal cultivator in the fasting stage, but Mo Xiaosheng is not an ordinary soul-shaping stage monk, but a "crazy cultivator" who can fight across levels.
Originally, his cultivation level was above that of Yang Feng, but with the blessing of the "Life Locking" inscription, his attack speed was greatly improved.
He stepped on the ghost body technique and quietly came to Yang Feng's side. Without any explanation, he punched Yang Feng in the chest.
boom!
boom!
The force of the counterattack made Mo Xiaosheng numb. In order to defeat Yang Feng, he listened to his mentor's words, devoted himself to cultivating demons, and gave up the way of the body. So he spent this time cultivating the realm, so he achieved this general effect.
But Yang Feng is different. Yang Feng has never given up on refining his body from beginning to end, so his physical realm has reached the first level of bone tempering realm, while Mo Xiaosheng's physical realm has reached the first level of mortal body realm. Stopped.
Therefore, the move that looked extremely dangerous just now hurt not Yang Feng who was bearing the force, but Mo Xiaosheng who was using the force.
After withstanding the force of the counter-shock, Mo Xiaosheng advanced instead of retreating, the blades of her two swords flashed, and with the terrifying blessing of the sword intent, even Yang Feng did not dare to physically resist.
Although Yang Feng's current physical strength can basically be regarded as "invulnerable", it also depends on quality.
The realm of magic weapons is divided into: ordinary, treasure, spirit, law, holy and artifact, and each is subdivided into lower, middle, upper and best.
Now, with Yang Feng's first level of bone-tempering physical strength, he can basically be immune to ordinary and treasure weapons, but spiritual weapons dare not resist.
It is possible for any spiritual weapon to contain a weapon spirit. If it does not have a weapon spirit, it can at best be regarded as a top-quality treasure. But once a weapon spirit is cultivated, its power will far exceed that of a treasure.
Some even awaken the weapon spirit, which is like divine help.
Therefore, facing Mo Xiaosheng's two spiritual knives, Yang Feng did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
The second Dantian in the body, "Qi Condensation", began to operate, and the desolate land nourished several strands of desolate Qi.
Yang Feng carefully pulled the desolate energy away, and the violent desolate power was slashed out along with Yang Feng's sword light.
The dazzling sword light collided with the dazzling blade. At this time, Mo Xiaosheng released the domineering sword intention without reservation, just to kill Yang Feng.
"Xiao Sheng, step back!"
When Yang Feng's violent aura rose up, Zisha was the first to notice that something was wrong. It seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had felt this violent aura.
"Mentor, I want to kill him!"
Mo Xiaosheng went against his mentor's words for the first time, and he risked everything in this battle not to lose again!
His Taoist heart, which was already cracked, could no longer bear it.
The aura on Yang Feng's body was getting stronger and stronger, while Mo Xiaosheng's blade became dimmer and almost annihilated!
"Haha! Zisha should tell your talented student to stop immediately. If you continue to fight, I'm afraid..."
Before Pan Xuan could finish speaking, Zisha suddenly used his strength to pull Mo Xiaosheng back, who was about to be defeated.
"Pan Xuan, I, Zisha, have recorded this. I hope you can protect your student for the rest of your life, otherwise...hehe!"
After saying that, he threw down a piece of "rotten wood" that was corroded into disgrace and left with Zisha and another woman.
The woman had been standing beside Zisha in silence until she saw the violent aura rising from Yang Fengshen, and then her face changed slightly. Now that Mo Xiaosheng was defeated, she naturally could not stay. Then he followed Zisha and left together.
"Thank you for the Yin Chenmu, fellow Taoist. Pan Xuan would like to thank you first. Please take your time to leave without seeing me off!"
If she hadn't thought that Yang Feng was a dragster around her and was afraid that the other party would go crazy and target Yang Feng, she would have suppressed them all with thunderous means.
"Hoo, ho!"
Yang Feng now started to breathe heavily with Lingsha on his back.
If it weren't for the fact that he was born with a desolate body, he would have been almost useless by now.
The power of desolation is extremely violent, almost destroying the human body, and cannot be controlled by non-desolate bodies.
However, due to his limited cultivation, using the power of desolation during this period would still put a considerable load on Yang Feng.
"Isn't this possible? I said..."
Pan Xuan's ridicule sounded, but to Yang Feng himself, it was "a great shame and humiliation". He couldn't do it in front of anyone, and he couldn't do it in front of such a beautiful city.
"Teacher, how are you? I'm great, right?"
Pan Xuan didn't interrupt her words, and Yang Feng said something unexpectedly. She didn't react for a while.
"Little pervert, have you been too good to you recently? You even dare to tease me. Believe it or not, I will tell your little girlfriend these 'glorious deeds' of yours when I go back and see how she reacts?"
Pan Xuan has always been very careful about Yang Feng, and is a typical hemp-controller.
"Ahem! It's just a joke, mentor, please don't take it seriously."
Although you are soft-spoken, you are secretly slandering in your heart, who told you to always say that I can't do it?
After getting along with Pan Xuan during this time, she knew Yang Feng's character very well. She knew that the other party was openly dissatisfied, but she didn't expose it.
"The progress is good! But by the way, how did you think of going to the north and making reasonable use of the value of the residual flame? I originally thought that I still needed to take action!"
Pan Xuan's first stop was the Suolongjing in Tianyuan City. For these purposes, the dragon beads were used to help Yang Feng improve his cultivation level, and the ancient dragon flame was used to help Yang Feng's physical body get closer. However, Yang Feng's physical body Being able to break through to the Bone Tempering Realm was beyond her expectation.
"Teacher, it's just luck. I originally wanted to find you after my cultivation reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Unexpectedly, I went south by mistake and encountered the ancient dragon flames, which I conquered by the way."
Yang Feng deliberately pretended to look innocent.
But this face, in Pan Xuan's eyes, was so deserving of punishment.
"Haha! At the first level of the Bone Tempering Realm, how about we try two moves?"
Pan Xuan's slightly naughty voice made Yang Feng shiver, and he would not turn around to wield the sword.
"Teacher, I was wrong! You have a lot, please spare me this time!"
…
"ah!"
"ah……"
The two of them chased each other, and after sweeping the palace, they flew out of Suolongjing with their swords.
It was already half a month later when I saw them again.
The cool breeze is blowing and the autumn air is refreshing!
Judging by time, it was already snowing heavily in the city at this time, but the place where they were now was in the golden autumn season.
After half a month of meditation, Yang Feng has stabilized his cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage, which is only one step away from the Bigu Stage. However, the amount of innate five elements spiritual energy that needs to be consumed during this period is extraordinary. This is also the reason why Yang Feng has cultivated so late. The biggest obstacle is not being able to take that step.
The woman in Tsing Yi, for half a month, except occasionally playing with the weird things in her hands, used Yang Feng as a punching bag for no other reason than to resist beatings!
After the physical realm breaks through to the first level of the Bone Tempering Realm, in addition to the great improvement in combat power and cultivation, there is also another biggest advantage, that is, in terms of physical strength, even a strong person like Pan Xuan can't. It can be used to "vent out one's anger".
This shows how strong Yang Feng's physical body is now.
"Hehe! Teacher, when we come here, do we have a lot of innate spiritual energy of the five elements?"
Yang Feng walked into the woman in green and spoke respectfully.
Pan Xuan glared at him angrily and said: "Everything is done in a hurry, and your improvement speed this month is somewhat beyond my expectation. Now is the time to hone your swordsmanship. The level of cultivation can be Take it easy."
The reason why Yang Feng was allowed to come here to practice swordsmanship actually hid some of Pan Xuan's selfish motives, because the things she wanted Yang Feng to help her accomplish in the future must be a swordsman monster, and they must also understand the destructive sword intention. Only a swordsman monster has a chance.
"Ah! Master, can't I use my destructive sword intent at will?"
Yang Feng asked with some confusion.
"That's when you're facing an enemy, and you shouldn't use it unless it's a critical moment. But the person I'm taking you to see now is a friend, not an enemy, so you can use your destructive sword intent to your heart's content, and it's best to defeat that person. Of course, being a teacher is not unkind.
If you can take ten of her moves, you'll be considered a pass. "
Pan Xuan rarely patiently explained to Yang Feng, but both inside and outside her words, she was not very optimistic about Yang Feng.
"Tch! Master, please don't look down on others. My, Yang Feng's destructive sword intent is not something that ordinary people can withstand."
Yang Feng said proudly.
"So! The person I'm looking for for you this time is no ordinary person. This person is gifted with sword bones and a hard-to-find monster with sword skills. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents..."
After talking about it, Pan Xuan could only sigh. Yang Feng could also feel his mentor's current mood, so he remained silent on the side.
The old friend Pan Xuan took Yang Feng to visit lived in "Qingzhou", one of the nine states in Daxia.
The borderland of Qingzhou.
In a lively small town populated by mortals.
A young man in plain robes walked side by side with a beautiful lady in green.
Yes, these two people are Yang Feng and Pan Xuan.
This town is not like Yuanyang City where Yang Feng lived before.
The customs here are very similar to the prosperous Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago. The streets are paved with thick bluestone slabs.
Passers-by on both sides of the street, dressed in Hanfu and behaving elegantly and appropriately, gave Yang Feng the feeling of being in a dream of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
"Teacher, where is this?"
"Gujian Town,
This is a place isolated from the rest of the world. Most of them joined the academies for cultivating immortals in their early years. Later, due to various reasons, they were forced to withdraw from the world of cultivating immortals.
But when I look back, my relatives and neighbors are no longer alive, so I come here to spend the rest of my life. "
For the first time, Yang Feng felt such strong sadness from Pan Xuan's words.
The greatest sorrow in the world is that you have eternal life, but you fall into the underworld.
