Chapter 31 Tianlin Murder

what happened?

Zhao Feng felt that his left eye was beating frequently, and the blood in the whole body seemed to have some kind of mutation, and it absorbed the medicinal power in a large amount.

It was certain that the efficiency and speed of Zhao Feng's absorption of medicinal power far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Because, a bag of body quenching powder, ordinary people have to absorb three times.

As for Zhao Feng, after only using it once, he felt that there was not much medicinal power left in the body quenching liquid.

The medicinal liquid of more than 2,000 taels of silver was used up just like that, and Zhao Feng felt a pain in his flesh.

Fortunately, he was sure that the medicinal power of the body quenching liquid was completely absorbed by himself.

He clearly felt that the cultivation progress of the first floor of "Iron Wall Art" increased significantly.

"What has happened to my body, the absorption of medicinal power is so fast, and the efficiency is also very high."

Zhao Feng was secretly surprised.

He could only be sure that it all had something to do with the mysterious fusion of the left eye.

the next day.

Zhao Feng first practiced the "Ling Du Qi Art" several times, and then continued to use the "Body Tempering Liquid" to soak.

The progress of "Iron Wall Art" has progressed by leaps and bounds.

On the third day, Zhao Feng's "Iron Wall Art" successfully broke through the second floor.

Correspondingly, the three body tempering medicinal powder he spent more than 6,000 taels of silver was completely exhausted.

The first two layers of "Iron Wall Art" did not greatly improve Zhao Feng's strength, but his strength increased slightly, and his defense only increased by 20 to 30%.

This is mainly because Zhao Feng has reached the martial artist level, and his basic strength is strong enough. If it is before the fourth level of martial arts, the meaning of these improvements will be different.

"Only by reaching the third level of "Iron Wall Art" can the body surface be as hard as iron, hard to resist swords, and the defense power will be greatly increased."

Zhao Feng was quite yearning in his heart.

However, after the body quenching powder was exhausted, Zhao Feng's "Iron Wall Art" progressed like a turtle.

Money ah money.

Zhao Feng sighed secretly, his savings are now empty, and he is so poor.

Thinking of this, he took out the "Qi Yun Dan" that he bought together that day.

The function of Yunqi Dan is to refine and enhance the inner strength of martial arts, which is very useful for martial artists.

Zhao Feng immediately took the "Qi Accumulating Pill" and hurriedly activated the "Ling Du Qi Jue".

Needless to say, even Zhao Yufei's grandfather offered the "Iron Wall Art" in exchange.

Due to the powerful mental power brought by the left eye, Zhao Feng has twice the training time of ordinary people, and the cultivation of martial arts inner strength is progressing very quickly.

The medicinal power of the "Qi Yun Dan" melted, and Zhao Feng felt a trace of warmth from his left eye. He cooperated with the "Ling Du Qi Jue" to maximize its medicinal power.

After a day and a night.

Zhao Feng let out a long sigh, and spread his palms up, a light blue and transparent breath circled around, and the surrounding dust floated up, surging an invisible oppression.

Before he knew it, his martial arts inner strength reached a level comparable to the peak of the fourth level of martial arts.

Due to the parallel advancement of "Iron Wall Art" and "Ling Du Qi Art", Zhao Feng's foundation has become more and more profound.

After two more days of consolidation, his cultivation base is gradually approaching the peak of the fourth level of martial arts...

He counted the time, there are still six or seven days, and the martial arts tournament will start.

"The second-level peak of "Iron Wall Art", the internal strength of martial arts is comparable to the fourth-level peak, and the cultivation base is also close to the fourth-level peak."

Zhao Feng summed up his own strength.

With this level of strength, if he wants to make it to the top three in the inner layer, he has about 40-50% confidence.

As for defeating Zhao Han, the probability of a tie is about 70% (depending on the speed of "Piaolingdu"),

The odds of winning are less than three percent.

no!

Zhao Feng shook his head, the odds were too small.

Whether it is to deal with Zhao Han or to enter the top three, he urgently needs to improve his strength.

However, by cultivating in the usual way, it is difficult for him to make a big breakthrough in his cultivation and the "Iron Wall Art" when the martial arts competition starts.

"Looks like I have to go to Hengyun Tianlin."

Zhao Feng pondered for a moment, and soon came up with a countermeasure.

He immediately took out a long wooden box from the house.

The wooden box was opened, and inside lay a silver longbow with a icy luster.

This silver longbow is exactly the "Silver Profound Bow" that Zhao Feng bought in Yuyang City that day. Only a warrior can exert its true power.

With the bow and arrow ready, Zhao Feng walked out of the house and left the Zhao clan's territory.

After staying in Yuyang City for half a day, everything was ready.

Zhao Feng left the city, performed "Piao Lingdu", and went straight to Hengyun Tianlin.

He had just left Yuyang City, and two or three figures appeared in a flash at the entrance of the city gate.

Two of them were men in black, with dark skin, similar stature and appearance.

"Brother! As expected, that kid went to the 'Hengyun Tianlin'."

One of the men in black looked a little anxious.

"Very good, the barren mountains and wild forests are more suitable for us to start. This time the plan is foolproof, that kid will surely die!"

The big brother in black has a hoarse voice, revealing a strong murderous intent.

...

In a desolate place, Zhao Feng can practice "Piaolingdu" to his heart's content.

He was as light as a feather, and when he was flying, he was still in the air occasionally, and he regained his strength, as if he was stepping forward in the void.

Today, Zhao Feng's "Piaolingdu" has completely reached the realm of small success.

But today's Xiaocheng realm is different from the past.

Because the first "Piaolingdu" was only the first third of the content.

Now Zhao Feng got the whole chapter, the same small achievement realm, and the speed effect was two or three times that of the first one.

Teng! Teng! ...

Zhao Feng played "Piaolingdu" to the fullest. The internal energy of the martial arts dominated by "Lingdu Qi Jue" was surging in his body, stern yet elegant and agile.

In this vast countryside, he felt as if he had transformed into a bird, soaring freely.

"I'm only at the fourth level of martial arts, and I feel this way. If I exceed the limit of the ninth level of martial arts and reach a higher level, can I really fly through the air?"

Zhao Feng couldn't help yearning and longing in his heart.

After half an hour.

Zhao Feng finally arrived at the "Hengyun Tianlin".

The primitive wild forest in the field of vision is endless, like the bloody mouth of a wild beast.

No one knew what was in the deepest part of Hengyun Tianlin.

The only thing Zhao Feng knows is that the deeper you go, the more dangerous it is, and the higher the chance of encountering beasts.

But risks and opportunities often coexist.

Entering Hengyun Tianlin, Zhao Feng's mind was tense, and sometimes he used his left eye to observe the front, in order to prevent various unknown beasts, even vicious beasts.

Flying for more than ten miles, several powerful beasts often appeared on the way.

Zhao Feng took out the "Silver String Bow", fully stretched the bowstring, and even injected a little internal energy into the martial arts.

The bowstring vibrated in a low voice, and even Zhao Feng could feel the explosive power contained in it.

Boom-

A silver arrow pierced through the air, like a cold shadow, hitting a wild boar weighing 400 to 500 jins two hundred meters away.

puff!

The wild boar was pierced by sharp arrows in its eyes and head, blood spattered everywhere, and after struggling for a moment, it fell to the ground and died.

If a wild boar weighing four or five hundred kilograms wants to fight head-on, even a martial disciple of the third level of martial arts will have some difficulty.

Zhao Feng did not dispose of the body of the wild boar.

The arrow just now, he was only familiar with the feel of the "Silver Profound Bow".

During his trip across the Sky Forest, his real goal was not an ordinary beast, but a vicious beast.

Only by beheading the beast can Zhao Feng obtain precious materials and earn enough silver taels.

"The power of this silver string bow is not bad. Within three hundred steps, the power of each arrow is comparable to that of a four-fold martial arts strike, and my arrows are coated with venom, plus factors such as sneak attacks and critical hits. The lethality of the fifth level of martial arts."

Zhao Feng secretly evaluated and was very satisfied.

As a sharp archer, Zhao Feng uses bows and arrows, and has a higher chance of survival and successful hunting in Hengyun Tianlin.

"Papapa... Not bad, but I didn't expect that the target this time was a rare archer."

Applause came from the front.

"who!"

Zhao Feng was taken aback.

Looking up, on the top of the treetops 200 meters away, stood a thin gray-robed man.

The other party is like a ghost, floating in the treetops, if you don't pay attention, you will think it is a piece of rags.

Through the lock on his left eye, Zhao Feng found that the aura of this person's whole body was in a strange state of convergence, making the whole person very light and breathless.

Preliminary judgment, the opponent's cultivation base has reached the fifth level of martial arts, and he has practiced martial arts similar to "Hidden Qi Art", but he is undoubtedly better at tracking.

"Who is it? Hehe, he's dying, and he doesn't even notice it!"

The gray-robed man was floating on the top of the tree, his mouth was slightly mocking. In a short period of time, he didn't seem to have any intention of attacking.

But his eyes were always on Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's right hand swung three poisonous arrows to confront Zhiyao.

Why didn't the other party take action?

Zhao Feng was a little strange at first.

But soon, he understood.

"Hahaha... boy, die!"

A few hundred meters behind, two black-clothed men at the peak of the fourth level of martial arts rushed over.

Clamped on both sides!

Zhao Feng's face froze.

But it was the gray-robed man in front of him who really brought him a crisis.

"It's over."

A curved blade as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in Gray Pao's hand, resembling the tail of a poisonous scorpion, which was daunting.

"How to do?"

Zhao Feng's thoughts flew through his mind.

this moment.

Deep in the left eye, there was a familiar beating sound, just like Zhao Feng's mood at the moment.

under unprecedented crisis.

Zhao Feng pushed his left eye to the limit and entered a super visual interface, which greatly increased his reaction power and sensitivity.

"kill!"

The two men in black behind him were killed within one or two hundred meters.

Each of their movements and processes slowed down in Zhao Feng's eyes.

The gray-robed man on the opposite side had stagnant water in his eyes, and his body was like dead wood, motionless.

Zhao Feng's left eye focused on the gray-robed man, because this person brought him a greater sense of crisis.

One hundred meters!

The two men in black behind them laughed horribly, swords in their hands, cold light flashing, and murderous aura.

This scene seems to be a harbinger of Zhao Feng's blood splashing on the spot and being broken into pieces.

However, under the left eye super interface, Zhao Feng's mood was extremely calm.

Sudden.

Zhao Feng's left eye sensed the instant condensation of the qi and blood in the gray-robed man's body and the inner strength of martial arts...

Right now!

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered, and three poisonous arrows in his hand quickly hung on the bowstring.

Whoosh whoosh—

Three poisonous arrows, arranged in a strange position, like an inverted triangle, shot in front of the gray-robed man in a slight sequence.