flying sword

Chapter 4 Sharpening the Sword
There is no time to practice, and in the blink of an eye, Xin Jiuli was in seclusion for half a month. During this period, except for the necessary food, Xin Jiuli did not go out for a moment.

When he came out again, there was already a lot of dust on his body, and after flicking the dust on his body, he couldn't help showing a gloomy expression: "I didn't expect that half a month of hard work would only increase my vitality by less than [-]%, what? The time is right!"

In fact, it's not that Xin Jiuli didn't care, it's because the effect of this Kaiyuan Condensing Qi Jue is too bad, but if it is replaced with other exercises, although it can improve the speed of practice, the quality will definitely be greatly reduced, and sooner or later it will be difficult to backlash.

Xin Jiuli thought for a long time but couldn't think of any good way. The day of Dabi was getting closer and closer, and he was anxious.

"Since I can't improve my cultivation, then I will practice swordsmanship!"

A firm idea appeared in Xin Jiuli's mind - to go to Shiwan Dashan to hone his sword skills!

That's right, I can no longer fight among myself in the sect, otherwise I will attract attention sooner or later. The only way is to go to the nearby Shiwan Dashan to look for monsters to hone my flying sword skills.

Having figured this out, Xin Jiuli couldn't rest for a moment, and hurried back to the house to pack his luggage.

Since the line of sword cultivators is relatively withered, the management of the sect is relatively loose. After saying hello to his master Li Yuanhua, Xin Jiuli went down the mountain alone.

This is the first time for Xin Jiuli to go down the mountain. There are overgrown weeds everywhere outside the mountain, and wild beasts attack him suddenly from time to time, but he still feels extremely comfortable, because going out of the mountain gate means that no one can restrain himself , I can do whatever I want, uh... but it seems that I have nothing to do except hurry.

With the wind blowing under his feet, Xin Jiuli quickly ran in the direction of Shiwan Dashan. After running for an unknown number of hours, a lush forest appeared in front of him, and his pace slowed down.

"Where is this?"

Looking at the deep surrounding forest, Xin Jiuli's heart trembled, "It's broken, this is the Warcraft Mountain Range!"

The originally red face suddenly turned pale.

The Warcraft Mountain Range is a branch of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. This is a forbidden area, and there are endless monsters inside. It is extremely dangerous even if a master of the Condensed Light Realm enters alone, but now, I ran here stupidly, even more What's outrageous is that Xin Jiuli himself doesn't know where he's gone.

He thought about it, he ran for almost four hours, and based on his foot strength, he had at least entered the middle area of ​​the Warcraft Mountain Range.

"No way."

Xin Jiuli felt pain in his heart.

This really kills people because they are not familiar with the road, and now they can't quit even if they want to.

Xin Jiuli walked cautiously, observing the surroundings nervously, for fear that a monster would rush out from an inexplicable place.

In the dark night, the clouds covered the bright moon, the mountains were dark, and there were strange roars from the endless mountains of monsters.

"Ah... ah!..."

A figure walked cautiously among the mountains, shaking the surrounding bushes, making slight noises.

The surrounding darkness made Xin Jiuli's nerves tense, and he didn't dare to be careless, because dangerous objects may attack at any time. If he hadn't been able to perceive people so well and never attracted the attention of monsters, I'm afraid Xin Jiuli would Li has already died.

His clothes had been damaged in many places at this time, all of which were scratched by bushes, and there were two holes in his legs, all of which were bitten by poisonous snakes.

"I can't go any further."

Xin Jiuli stopped.

He couldn't tell the direction at all, and he couldn't remember the way when he was there.

Climbing up a big tree, Xin Jiuli looked around in the dim moonlight, and found that there were endless giant trees all around, and there was no trace of fire at all.

"It seems to have entered very deeply."

He secretly bitter.

"No, I can't be nervous. The master said that the more dangerous you are, the more calm you need to be. I want to be calm, calm!"

Xin Jiuli fell silent, and slowly let go of his nervousness. After thinking about the cause and effect, it seemed that everything was caused by his lack of strength.

I am afraid when I encounter this kind of difficulty, what else will I use to revitalize the sword cultivator line after a month?
The young man's eyes gradually focused, his face became firm, and he slowly clenched his fists: "I want to become a real strong man!"

Having figured this out, Xin Jiuli forgot his initial fear, and didn't plan to continue looking for a way out, but just fell asleep on the tree like this.

...

"Aw!..."

I don't know when there was a beast roar under Xin Jiuli's tree. It was a flaming tiger. It was said to be a tiger. In fact, it was shaped like a leopard, and its fiery red fur was like a flame. That's why it was called Lie Yan, not too much. Ferocious, just a Tier [-] monster.

This is already the lowest level monster, and Xin Jiuli waited for this guy after hiding in the tree for a long time.

There were also a few slightly more powerful monsters that walked under the tree before, but after all, he had never killed a monster before and dared not try it lightly, so he chose to pretend to be a dead person on the tree, and the monsters that walked below ignored him.

The most dangerous thing was that a giant black bird with a body length of more than three meters flew over the top of his own tree some time ago, which startled him.

Fortunately, the giant bird didn't seem to be interested in him, so it just flew away.

"Chila..."

He gently pulled out the sharp sword at his waist, ready to kill the monster by surprise, but obviously he underestimated the level of sensitivity of the guy below.

The blade had just been drawn out less than halfway, when Lie Yan Hu noticed Xin Jiuli.

"Shh!"

Xin Jiuli moved, he naturally wouldn't give the other party a chance to escape, he pulled out his sword in an instant and jumped down, blocking the front of the demon tiger.

"Roar!"

Flame Tiger felt Xin Jiuli's killing intent, and ran towards Xin Jiuli directly, with a foul breath and sharp claws, it appeared in front of Xin Jiuli in an instant.

"Boom!"

Xin Jiuli's swordsmanship erupted at this time, using the one hundred and eight swords of the sword cultivator's line of wind and rain. Back again and again.

One sword after another, the Flaming Tiger couldn't take it anymore, and his retreating figure stumbled from time to time.

Xin Jiuli, however, became more and more courageous as he fought more and more, and the wind and rain made the one hundred and eight swords even more fierce. The flame tiger that was stabbed in a short time was covered in blood, and a large pool of blood flowed on the ground.

"Shua!... Shua!..."

Two more swords stabbed out, and the Flame Tiger finally couldn't bear the load on his body and fell to the ground, the blood flowing out profusely, proclaiming the remains of death.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the first-order monsters to be so vulnerable..."

Xin Jiuli killed the monster for the first time, and jumped up happily. When he calmed down, he couldn't help but looked at the flame tiger lying on the ground with a strange expression.

Stepping forward and stabbing violently, he quickly peeled off the skin of the Raging Flame Tiger. At this time, the blood of the Raging Flame Tiger lying there was continuously seeping out, as if it had drilled out of a pool of blood. The average, exceptionally scary.

Xin Jiuli didn't take it seriously. To him, what he saw was just a pile of rotten meat. After packing up the tiger skin, he left here.

"I want more! More!"

(End of this chapter)