Chapter 523: The Fish in the River
Blood fog forest.
call! Chi! ! ~
A young man wrapped in a dark aura, holding a sword in his hand, was fighting with a group of super monsters. The light of the sword is amazing, the ghostly color behind him reveals a ferocious, thunder and lightning, more than a dozen super monsters attack frantically, the swords in the young man's hands turn into balls of lightning and light, and the clank is endless.
"The Holy Spirit of the Netherworld, the ninth floor!"
Thunderstorm kills!
Compared with the past, it is more flexible and easy to control.
Supplemented with a sixth-level Titanium-level body, even a dozen super monsters whose strength is comparable to that of the ninth-level powerhouse of Fetus Week, can't take any advantage.
"Sword technique!"
"Like water and flowers mirroring the moon, forget the knife in your hand, forget everything."
"Where the heart is, there is the knife."
...
Lin Feng's pupils were sharp and persistent.
The knife in his hand is as domineering as ever, but it has more changes and less reality.
"That's it."
"Almost, it's time to break through."
Lin Feng smiled lightly.
The knife in his hand struck thunder all over the sky.
Suddenly,
The Jiuyou Thunder Knife seemed to disappear, but in an instant it turned into a pair of illusory and shadowless knives, bringing with it a berserk thunder, the highest level of ghost holy energy mixed with the lightning, and more than ten monsters around were killed .
"Crack!" Lin Feng stood up.
From top to bottom, the breath of blood, the breath of killing.
Even with the Nine Nether Thunder Saber in his hand, he has a killing intent all over the sky, showing his majesty in this bloody forest.
Sword technique, the tenth realm.
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Actual combat is the fastest way to improve your knife skills.
Furthermore, Lin Feng's sword has never been weak. He was just born on the earth, and did not receive the most orthodox sword training like the warriors of Nemo planet since he was a child. But the hard work will not be in vain, and Lin Feng's sword technique foundation is also solid.
Now, it has caught up step by step.
"Shoot!" "Chile!"...
Lin Feng didn't stop, even after repeated fierce battles, he was exhausted. But the saber technique has just broken through the tenth realm, and it needs to be stabilized, imprinting the saber feeling firmly into the heart and into the body. Being tired doesn't mean you can relax and rest.
"not enough."
"Far from enough!"
...
Lin Feng's eyes were bright.
The knife in his hand is connected with his heart. Resolute and tenacious.
"My sword art realm is now only the standard for reaching the level of Nemo Planet."
"It's still far from being a real strong man."
"I want to become stronger, stronger!"
...
Zuo Zitong, Ao Jianhui. Fairy Ruomeng...
Faces came to mind, stimulating Lin Feng to persevere. It has been more than half a month since I entered the Bloodmist Forest, and the original goal has been achieved, but only the most disadvantaged piece of the puzzle has been stretched to a normal level.
Lin Feng was never proud.
He clearly knows that he still has a long way to go.
"Hoo!" Then he killed a super monster. Taking the inner alchemy, Lin Feng's complexion was a little pale, and his whole body was on the verge of falling. However, the more in this state, the stronger the feeling of the knife. Swinging the knife again, Lin Feng resolutely and suddenly——
Wow! ~
A warm current spread from the soul of the earth.
Into the five veins of the limbs, skin blood, bones. Among the cells, Lin Feng was vibrated all over. It was like a shot in the arm, and the state recovered instantly. The cold sweat on his forehead disappeared. The veins on the arms calmed down. Ahead, three high-level super monster beasts roared violently.
Lin Feng's eyes were bright, and the knife in his hand rioted again.
boom! ! !
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Qi cloud stage, eighth stage.
Today's Lin Feng is comparable to the fifth stage of fetal week in terms of physical fitness alone, and can reach the ninth stage of fetal week after the sixth titanium level body boost.
In the past half a month, the progress is still not small.
Although the Holy Qi has no time to practice for the time being, the improvement of the sword technique brings about an increase in combat power.
"You're so hardworking, Ah Feng~" A playful voice came from behind, and a young man with silver hooked eyebrows dressed in black appeared with a smile.
"Bingge." Lin Feng smiled.
The young man with silver hooked eyebrows in front of him, named Qi Bing, was a friend he met in the Blood Mist Forest. He was born at the ninth stage of pregnancy and was a killer with four bloods. Due to the special nature of the Blood Mist Forest, there are often blood killers who come to sharpen and comprehend the profound meaning, sword skills, knife skills and so on.
"Oh, improved again?" Qi Bing's eyes lit up.
A white light flashed in his hand, and two cold daggers appeared immediately, "Come, let's make gestures!"
"I can't ask for it." Lin Feng smiled.
In an instant, the power of the Nine Nether Thunder Saber in his hand exploded. Qi Bing came up directly, seemingly carelessly, but his steps were precise, his movements were like the wind, and the most terrifying thing was the dagger in his hand, every time he swiped it would bring a layer of frost to solidify.
"Zheng!" Lin Feng's saber fell, but was blocked by a layer of frost in midair.
When it falls again, the rhythm is completely wrong.
With a swipe of Qi Bing's dagger, the energy of the ice went directly towards Lin Feng's neck. The killer's tricks, tricks to kill, simple and capable. Although Lin Feng's nominal strength is comparable to that of Tier 9 Tier Zhou, he is completely at a disadvantage against experienced killers like Qi Bing.
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"Hoo, hoo~" Lin Feng panted heavily.
The icy water dripped down from his forehead, and Lin Feng flicked it with his hand, feeling helpless, but a layer of frost had formed on his hair unknowingly. Qi Bing folded his arms around his chest, looking foolish, as if nothing happened, but his eyes flickered, but he looked at Lin Feng curiously.
"Three days away from Shibai, let's look at you with admiration, kid." Qi Bing curled his lips and said, "The last time I fought against you, I was as strong as a fish in a pond."
"What about now?" Lin Feng smiled.
Qi Bing smiled sarcasticly: "Now it's a fish in the river." Glancing at Lin Feng, Qi Bing said quickly, "But don't be complacent."
Lin Feng hummed lightly: "I'm not as good as you, Brother Bing."
Among the blood killers, more than half of the strength is cross-level. On the way to the seven blood killers, the unqualified blood killers will be eliminated sooner or later. Although Qi Bing is at the ninth stage of fetal week, his strength is comparable to that of the lower stage of Zizhou, even better.
"Do you know what you lack?" Qi Bing looked at Lin Feng.
"Profound meaning?" Lin Feng's eyes moved.
Qi Bing nodded: "No matter how good the sword technique is, it needs to be fused and assisted by the profound intention. Your sword is very strong, but it lacks variables when opening and closing, and you will fall into the disadvantage in the battle that pays attention to details. Simply put, It’s just a lack of skill.”
Lin Feng hummed lightly.
I also know that the mastery of the profound meaning is the key to exerting the holy energy, and having stronger skills can make the attack more varied.
For example, Brother Bing's Frost Mystery, although it is only a true meaning, but on the contrary, it is quick to comprehend, easy to apply, and wins by changing.
only……
Right now, I lack time.
The only way to win is to win with strength, and to win with the speed of practice.
"Okay." Qi Bing shrugged: "This is just my personal suggestion, the details are up to you."
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 recent frequent changes in the blood mist may be a precursor to the appearance of blood crimson. Be careful yourself."
Blood crimson?
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat.
...(to be continued)