Under his fist, he could use all means to block it and he could still breathe a breath. Even if he had such injuries, he would never survive.

But once his phoenix wings are in his hand, even if he is casual and careless, he will not be able to take any action, and he can only die quickly.

In the following days, Yang Yu still traveled back and forth before the inn and the blacksmith shop, leaving when the sun rose and returning when the sun set.

During the day, he beat arrows and collected thunder stones. At night, he practiced his own martial arts in the gluttony cauldron and used secret methods to breathe arrows.

At this point, his martial arts inevitably slowed down, but he would not slacken at all.

At the same time, the energy storage of the Gluttony Cauldron gradually approaches the threshold.

"call!"

Another day passed with the sound of Mars thumping.

Yang Yu left the blacksmith shop with arrows and Xuan Lei Stone. He came out a little later today, and it was already dark.

The curfew is imminent, the streets are quiet and there are few pedestrians.

“Ha~”

After scanning the blacksmith shop that closed the door, Yang Yu seemed to feel something. He slowly put down the ore and arrows in his hand.

I heard a faint whimpering sound from the breeze in the night.
Chapter completed!