If you practice one method, you cannot make it in one hand. You have to eat one bite at a time. It is impossible to become a fat man in one bite. This is the same. You cannot become a peerless master in one go. If that is the case, the masters in this world will be too worthless.

After practicing sword skills all night, although Fang Yan's spirit was not weak, his body felt a sense of weakness. Fang Yan knew that continuing to practice at this moment would not be of great benefit to the Shuiying Sword.

Fang Yan jumped vigorously onto a thick tree pole, inserted the long sword into the scabbard, closed his eyes, and began to practice. The Pure Yang Technique was activated, and the energy transformed from the power point value flowed in his body and merged into the flesh and blood. Suddenly, Fang Yan felt that his body was warm.

At dawn, the slightly dim sky gradually became brighter. The sun shone on the ground, dispelling the cold and dampness in the woods. Fang Yan stood up. After only nearly an hour of cultivation, his body was extremely energetic and jumped down from the thick tree pole.

"The value of the exercise points used for cultivation is indeed a bit amazing. If ordinary people are like me, they will exhaust all their energy in their bodies, and they will need at least a few hours to recover! And it took me less than half an hour." Fang Yan stretched his muscles and bones, feeling a little moved.

In the quiet and peaceful forest, the roar of monsters echoed in the forest from time to time.

This silence did not last long. After a moment, a sharp sound of wind broke out from the woods in the distance. Then, a slightly embarrassed figure fled in the forest, his face full of horror. He sometimes looked back at the dense jungle, as if there was a prehistoric beast chasing him behind him.

"Gao Bo, don't try to escape, you can't escape today." After a while, a loud shout came from behind the embarrassed figure.

He was wearing white clothes and moving in the wind, and his handsome sunny face was full of sarcasm. This person was Fang Yan.

Speaking of Fang Yan, we should talk about Gao Bo. Gao Bo explores a ruin in the sword tomb space and is chased by a group of blood-sucking python mosquitoes. He scattered with his companions and was in a panic and actually met Fang Yan.

In this sword tomb space, except for the children of the Fang family, the children of the other two major families are all mechanics used for cultivation in Fang Yan's eyes and must die. So Gao Bo was sad. The monk at the eighth level of Qi Training Period was actually chased by Fang Yan, a waste.

"Fang Yan, you, the trash, want to kill me. If I hadn't been injured, I could kill you with just one finger." No matter how frustrated Gao Bo was, facing Fang Yan, who had entered the Grandmaster realm of Bengshan Fist, he really couldn't do anything to the other party. Now he could only join the masters of the Gao family, recover the injuries on his body first, and then go to find Fang Yan's trouble.

"I want you to die now." Fang Yan sneered, then he jumped gently, stepped on a thick branch on the side of the road. With the help of the super elastic force of the branch, it was like a sword leaving the string, and it was shot forward with electricity.

Then, Gao Bo's pupils suddenly shrank, and a thin figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

By intercepting the opponent, Fang Yan blasted the opponent with a mountain-collapse punch. While the opponent was swinging his sword to block his attack, Fang Yan pulled out the long sword from the scabbard behind him, flipped his right hand, and the long sword in his hand shot out, leaving his control.

A dark sword light shot forward, and the fierce sword wind qi penetrated Gao Bo's heart accurately. Gao Bo was shocked. Didn't Fang Yan use his fist? Why is his sword technique so sharp?

"puff!"

Scarlet blood surged wildly, Gao Bo's body was like a broken kite, retreating, and then it fell hard on the thick tree pole. His pupils shrank slightly, and then gradually turned white, and soon he disappeared.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the enemy through the level and obtaining 10 points of mechanics!" As soon as Gao Bo died, the cold system prompt sounded in Fang Yan's mind.

In the dense forest, six figures suddenly flew rapidly in the forest, with light steps, and every time they flashed, they had a huge span of about a foot.

Among the six figures, there were five young men and a woman. If Fang Yan was here at this moment, he would know as soon as he saw this woman, that this person was Wang Yan, the queen of the Tianzhijia, second only to Wang Yanran, and the one who walked with Wang Yan was Gao Jie, another genius of the Gao family, and another outstanding genius of the Gao family came here specially because he received a message from Gao Bo.

Tens of feet away, Fang Yan had just killed Ke Gaobo. After chasing him, he had a considerable amount of money. He planned to rest on the spot for a while. Fang Yan had just jumped onto a thick tree stud. His sensitive hearing sensed that someone was approaching him quickly in the distance, quickly restrained his energy, looked down from a high point, and looked at the source of the sound.

"It's her!" The eyes fell on a graceful figure, and a chill flashed in Fang Yan's eyes. Unexpectedly, he met Wang Yan, a slut here.

"Hurry, everyone is working harder. The mark left by Gao Bo is here to disappear. He must be nearby." A young man shouted at his companion around him.

"Four masters who practice Qi seventh level, and two masters who practice Qi eighth level, are a bit tricky!" Looking at the powerful aura released by the six figures in their vision, Fang Yan's brows frowned unconsciously.

He was not afraid of the four cultivators at the seventh level of Qi training stage, and the eighth level of Qi training stage was a bit dangerous. It was because of the other party's serious injury and his sneak attack. It was not realistic to deal with two cultivators at the eighth level of Qi training stage that were as intact as before.

"Hmph, if you don't have a name, then come to the dark. There can be several powerful third-level monsters nearby. I didn't dare to touch them before, so now I will use you to attack them." Fang Yan looked at the six figures gradually approaching, and then his whole body seemed to disappear from the spot without leaving a trace of breath.

"Gao Jie, look, there are signs of fighting in front of you." Gao Quan shouted loudly towards the scattered jungle in the distance.

"Who, who killed Gao Bo, I must tear it apart." Looking at Gao Bo's broken corpse, Gao Jie roared to the sky.

"This is a sword injury, one blow is fatal. The murderer is a master of swords." Looking at the sword ling on Gao Bo's body, Wang Yong reminded him with words.

"Sword injury, the masters who use swords in this sword tomb space, and those who can beat this high wave are only casual cultivators Duan Ping and Qi Ming. This Qi Ming is an ally of my Gao family. He can rule it out. Could it be Duan Ping?" Gao Jie looked thoughtful when he heard this, and then said viciously.

...

Fang Yan encountered the biggest crisis in history, at a distance from Gao Jie, Wang Yan and his gang.

Fang Yan turned around suddenly and saw a giant python with a body thicker body than his waist. The python opened its bloody mouth and bit it in one bite. The mouth was smelly and its teeth were flashing blue, which was obviously a huge poison.

This python is a powerful monster at the peak of level three, equivalent to a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training.

Fang Yan's body flashed, jumped up, and jumped directly to another big tree, avoiding the giant python's swallowing.
Chapter completed!