Chapter 348

The little leopard rolled over and over on the ground.

Like a cricket pupa.

"It's coming out... It's coming out!"

It screamed.

The golden sword energy kept going up and down in its body.

The next moment, two Gengjin sword energies shot out at the same time!

After shooting out these two sword energies, the little leopard gradually calmed down.

Chu Xuan was shocked.

After a while, he murmured, "It's really vomiting and diarrhea..."

"Master! It's delicious, I want to eat more!"

The little leopard rushed to Chu Xuan's side, his eyes full of greed.

Chu Xuan grabbed a handful of fine iron from the storage bag and threw it out.

The little leopard swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

Crunch, crunch.

The hard fine iron seemed to turn into a crisp apple in its mouth.

One bite, crunch!

"You fight, let me see how strong the little leopard is now."

Chu Xuan waved his hand.

The little tiger had been watching all the time.

Now he heard the order and rushed up immediately.

"Little Leopard, here I come!"

Little Tiger rubbed his wrist and rushed forward.

The casserole-sized fist hit the back of Little Leopard's head without any hesitation.

"Hehehehe!"

Little Leopard swallowed the remaining fine iron in a big mouthful and immediately turned around to fight back.

Dangdangdang!

The two corpse kings immediately fought.

The sound of metal colliding continued to be heard.

There was flying dust everywhere.

The ground was creaking under the heavy load.

"Roar!"

When the battle was fierce, Little Leopard subconsciously opened his mouth and spit out a stream of Gengjin sword energy.

The speed of Gengjin sword energy was extremely fast.

Little Tiger couldn't dodge it.

Its shoulder was pierced by Gengjin sword energy on the spot.

With a whoosh.

The entire left arm was removed!

Chu Xuan's face changed slightly, and he was about to go forward to check.

Little Tiger didn't change his face, and while Little Leopard was spitting out Gengjin sword energy, he chopped it with his right hand like a knife!

With a clang, it struck the little leopard's neck.

Plop.

The little leopard fell to the ground on the spot and fell into a deep sleep like a baby.

Xiaohu then stepped forward, picked up his left arm that had fallen to the ground and put it back on.

Blood threads stretched out from the wound, like a rope, suturing the broken incision.

In the blink of an eye, there was almost no scar.

Chu Xuan was a little surprised, "Xiaohu, what is your trick?"

Xiaohu knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "Master, this is the blood-refined silk of the "Blood Rage True Art."

Chu Xuan was surprised.

When he took away Duan Feipeng's top-grade thunder spirit root, he casually stuffed the middle-grade wood spirit root in his body into Xiaohu's body.

After that, Xiaohu's wisdom increased day by day, and now he is no different from ordinary people.

In addition, Xiaohu also has the ability to learn acquired spells.

Chu Xuan had thrown those Qi-refining and foundation-building skills to Xiaohu a long time ago, letting it read for itself.

This matter was gradually forgotten by him.

Unexpectedly, Xiaohu really succeeded in refining it.

"Blood Rage True Art" is a foundation-building period technique.

This technique uses blood as a medium, and all the spells performed are related to blood.

The blood-refined silk is the best choice for suturing broken limbs.

"Are there other spells?" Chu Xuan asked again.

Xiaohu shook his head honestly, "The master gave me many techniques, and Xiaohu read them all. I felt that "Blood Rage True Art" was more compatible with me, so I practiced this method."

"However, Xiaohu's aptitude is average, and now he has only practiced "Blood Rage True Art" to the third level, and only learned one blood-refined silk." Chu Xuan nodded slightly.

It's just a medium-grade wood spiritual root.

The spiritual root attributes are not very compatible with the technique attributes.

Being able to practice "Blood Rage True Art" to the third level shows that Xiaohu has practiced very hard.

Chu Xuan will not blame it too much for this matter.

"Practice well, I'm optimistic about you." Instead, he encouraged it.

"Thank you, Master!" Xiaohu was very touched.

...

One month later, Tianjin battlefield, Tianliu City.

Chu Xuan brought back enough blood crystals as usual.

Since Han Yiren was stationed at the large spiritual stone mine near Tiansan City, the person who tested the blood crystals this time was naturally not Han Yiren, but Yang Feixiong, another Yuanying cultivator of Haoran Sword Sect.

Chu Xuan thought that Yang Feixiong would also make things difficult for him.

Unexpectedly, after just a rough scan, he waved his hand and said that it was completely qualified.

Chu Xuan was a little surprised, "Brother Yang, don't check it carefully?"

Yang Feixiong shook his head, "Oh, we are all brothers from the same sect, why should I make things difficult for you."

After that, he made up for the previous time, "Brother Gao, don't blame me, Luo Yan and I had to stand by and watch before, Han Yiren's background is really terrible."

"We can't afford to offend that elder who has transformed into a god."

"Now that Han Yiren is dead, why should I look at her face?"

At this point, Yang Feixiong's tone was a little happy.

Chu Xuan was very surprised.

Dead?

I haven't invited her into the Heavenly Corpse Tower and the Sky-Shading Umbrella yet.

How could she die so early?

"Brother Yang, do you know how she died?" Chu Xuan was curious.

Who stole his head?

Yang Feixiong whispered, "I heard that the big spiritual stone mine that she and Yang Yuze guarded was attacked by the demon cultivators."

"I don't know how many people the other side sent out, but when Brother Ximen led people to support, the big spiritual stone mine had been occupied by the demon cultivators, so we had to retreat."

Yang Feixiong muttered, "The big spiritual stone mine clearly has a Yuanying stage formation. Even if there are many demon cultivators, it can at least last for two or three days."

"I didn't expect to be defeated so quickly."

Chu Xuan nodded thoughtfully.

These mines and medicine gardens are treasures.

It is normal for them to change hands between the two sects.

It is not surprising that the formation was quickly broken.

As long as the opponent is willing to use the forbidden talisman, any Yuanying stage formation can be broken.

It's just that he didn't send Han Yiren to the temple with his own hands.

It's a pity.

"Senior Brother Ximen has issued a new task again. Come in with me." Yang Feixiong waved his hand and motioned him to follow.

A moment later.

In Ximen Changqing's house.

Chu Xuan, Luo Yan, and Yang Feixiong sat opposite each other.

In addition, there was a strange Yuanying cultivator.

Looking at this shining big bald head and the big muscles all over his body, you can tell that he must be the Yuanying monk of Tianyin Zen Temple.

Ximen Changqing smiled, "Let me introduce you to this fellow Taoist, Master Miaoyong from Tianyin Temple."

"Now Tianyin Temple and Haoran Sword Sect are in the same situation, so we should work together."

Luo Yan and Yang Feixiong nodded.

Chu Xuan also nodded.

Miaoyong put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, "Hello, three donors, we will work together in the future."

"Miaoyong is just a fourth-level Yuanying monk, please support me."

Ximen Changqing smiled, "We all work for the sect, regardless of high or low."

"These are the tasks assigned to me by the sect, the four of you can choose for yourselves."

Like last time, Chu Xuan chose to kill the ancient beast.

Miaoyong, Luo Yan, and Yang Feixiong chose tasks with higher difficulty and better rewards.

Chu Xuan noticed that Ximen Changqing's smile seemed warm and friendly, but in fact it contained something.