The huge stones are embedded below the surface, with only a small part exposed outside. The green stone surface is walking with broken traces, all because of the Blood-Drinking Sword.

The bright red blood-drinking sword was deeply inserted into the huge rock for some reason, and inserted the originally intact huge rocks all over the cracks. The blood-drinking sword was deeply embedded inside, with a faint red light, as if summoning his master.

Han Feng did not move the Blood-Drinking Sword first, but instead focused his eyes on the corpses of the Red-Eyed Blue Bull and the Purple-Eyed Giant Ape. After picking up the treasures that the high-level monster died and fell, he did not get more precious things. The demon pills and inner pills of the two beasts.

Looking at the appearance of the purple-eyed giant ape with red-eyed green bull, Han Feng estimated that the two beasts would have to be at least a few thousand years of cultivation. Just looking at the nearly thousand-year-old village of Qingniu Village, there was a record of the Big Green Bull at that time. And looking at the introduction at that time, the Big Green Bull had already had some spirituality. By this time, it was estimated that the two inner alchemy should have. As for the purple-eyed giant ape, its cultivation level was higher than that of the Red-eyed Green Bull. Although it was a primate, it might have higher understanding, but without a thousand years of accumulation, it would not be able to become a monster.

At the Wanku Bat Cave, the inner pill of a thousand-year-old fox spirit had already made Han Feng's foundation so solid. Even though he had not been online for three days due to the incident of mistakenly entering the neighbor, no one could surpass him, making Han Feng full of expectations for this gain.

Perhaps some players have surpassed Han Feng's cultivation, but there is no one who has seen him at the moment who has higher cultivation than him. He has never seen him at the same level before, and he has the advantage of internal testing, so he naturally thinks that no one can surpass him.

Han Feng approached near, and slowly squatted down in front of everyone, and reached out his hand.

"What is he going to do?" Lei Dongjun looked at Han Feng's every move and felt very curious. Because he had no experience in Han Feng, he naturally didn't know the magic of the inner alchemy of the monster beast, so he said to himself.

Ma Rulong, who stood beside Lei Dongjun, thought Lei Dongjun was asking him because they looked at each other once just now, and turned around and said, "I don't know, this Han Feng is really unpredictable!" Ma Rulong remembered when he was in the carriage and asked him that he had not admitted his identity.

"Hmm?" Lei Dongjun was stunned when he heard someone next to him. He turned around and looked familiar. After thinking about it, he knew about Ma Rulong's situation. He was the partner who had just studied Han Feng with him. "Well! It's really unpredictable!" Lei Dongjun thought that Han Feng actually knew Gao Xin and Gao Fei, the two top-notch ones.

"It's true that gods and ghosts are unpredictable!"

The two of them tilted their heads from left to right. Because they stood close, their heads were pressed together, forming the shape of an arch bridge. They looked at Han Feng with an exaggerated look and said again in unison.

At this moment, everyone in the entire open space was struggling to watch the Blood-Drinking Sword but could not take it. It was probably only the two of them who could have such a relaxed mentality. Lei Dongjun was unwilling to offend Han Feng because of Yuan Bin. As for Ma Rulong, he had a happy attitude and thought he had met Han Feng and was already very proud.

The strong smell of blood had already faded, only a little blood left in the blood vessels of the corpse emitted a faint smell. If it weren't for the exhaustion of blood and the exhaustion of energy, the two beasts fell aside before the blood was sucked dry by the blood-drinking sword, it would probably be difficult to smell any bloody smell at this time.

Along the way, Han Feng, who had long been accustomed to this smell, didn't care and reached out to touch the corpse of the red-eyed green bull.

After searching for a long time, Han Feng frowned. He did not have an inner alchemy as he imagined, and even a demon pill was gone.

"Impossible?" Han Feng said to himself, got up and walked to the corpse of the purple-eyed giant ape, squatted down and continued to search.

The other players were like spectators, looking at Han Feng in a daze and searching without any response. The black tiger standing not far from Han Feng, the right hand holding the Blood Evil Sword burst out, obviously with extreme force, his arms began to tremble slightly from time to time, his eyebrows were frowning, and his eyes were red, and he was staring at Han Feng in a fierce battle.

After searching for the corpse of the purple-eyed giant ape, Han Feng shook his head helplessly and stood up. As expected, there was no inner elixir of the demon elixir.

With his hands rubbed against his clothes, Han Feng turned his head to look at the Blood-Drinking Sword inserted into the huge rock. Han Feng had reason to believe that it was very likely that the strange vortex produced was caused by the Blood-Drinking Sword. It seemed that it not only sucked the essence and blood of the red-eyed blue cow and the purple-eyed giant ape, but probably also sucked the demon pills of the two beasts as a big tonic medicinal herb.

The Blood-Drinking Sword in the huge rock flashed with a faint red light as usual when Han Feng approached, and it was nothing unusual.

Looking at the hilt of the sword said to be made of Taotie bones, Han Feng remembered the red-eyed blue cow and the purple-eyed giant ape just now, especially the tragic and painful situation of being sucked away from the essence and blood. Han Feng could also think of the pain with his knees. He hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to reach out or not touch it, Han Feng stood in front of the huge rock, not knowing what to do.

"The Blood-Drinking Sword is mine! Don't look down on me!"

A loud shout sounded behind him. Han Feng looked up and saw that the Black Tiger held the Blood Evil Sword in his hand, but he could not help but be greedy for the Blood Drinking Sword. He suppressed the consequences of forced downline and rushed straight up.

Although all the players just stood around and watched, and no one dared to come forward again, Han Feng kept holding it carefully, for fear that some scheming guy would suddenly attack while he was unprepared and eventually end up forcing him to go offline. Although it did not harm him, the million-drinking blood-drinking sword in front of him would never belong to him anymore.

Almost at the same time as he heard the loud shout, Han Feng had already reacted. The moment he raised his head, the sword murderous intent filled the open space.

"Sword killing intent!" "Cuihua Luoying!" "The first move of the Nine Swords of Ao Jian, sword dances in the universe!"

Han Feng jumped over the huge rock, held the Thunder Sword in his hand and released two sword moves in one breath, blocking the Black Tiger's attack.

Han Feng, who fully understands the black tiger's moves, relied on his own cultivation to press the black tiger to fight. The moves were approaching the black tiger's death point, leaving the black tiger with only the power of parry but no counterattack. Each move could only be used to passively be beaten with the Blood Evil Sword.

At this moment, the Black Tiger only felt as if in his own world, except for himself, the sword lights everywhere, all came to ask for his life, and there was nothing else in the air.

Three thousand guests are drunk in the hall, and one sword is shining with the fourteen states!

murderous look!

It happened to be in a sunny open space. Han Feng's sharp sword moves released a sword energy that was as solid as the essence, mixed with endless murderous intent, shining with the sun's light, dazzling and dazzling, so that it made people unable to open their eyes. At this moment, Han Feng, under the scrubbing of the golden sword energy, his whole body was filled with golden light like a sword god descending from the sky punishing the dirty world.

The sword flower dispersed, the eighth level of the body refining stage of cultivation, the black tiger with the blood evil sword of the gods and demons, was covered with sword holes, looking at Han Feng with unwilling expression, and his body gradually became weak

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