"Damn..."

Lin Fei had just spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he didn't even have time to check it out. He was shocked after his arm suffered so many injuries...

Because this is not over yet...

Lin Fei discovered that after the stone sword hit, he actually rushed into his arm that blocked it.

Without waiting for a while, Lin Fei could react. The stone sword turned into black light and completely penetrated into Lin Fei's arm. Lin Fei only felt a force inserted forcibly, and it did not dissipate. Instead, it forced the integration with his flesh and blood...

"Damn!" Lin Fei knew it was not good at that time, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The stone swords forced their integration, and once they started, they could never stop. Lin Fei wanted to activate his true energy to stop it, but it was useless.

I could only watch helplessly, the stone sword completely blended with my flesh and blood little by little...

This is not the worst...

The worst thing is that after the stone sword merged, it seemed like it had been hungry for ten days and half a month, and it was crazy about absorbing its own flesh and blood essence. In an instant, the flesh and blood essence energy absorbed was enough to make a golden elixir nine transformations dry up.

Even if Lin Fei has achieved the Dharma image, his qi, blood and body are a hundred times stronger than before, and it is difficult to resist at this time. This endless absorption is generally...

"Oh shit…"

Lin Fei had no time to go into the deeper, what was going on.

In a hurry, I could only take out various elixirs and pour them into beans to make up for the rapid consumption of flesh and blood.

However, the speed of the stone sword absorbing was too fast. After Lin Fei took this little pill, hesitated for a moment. Lin Fei gritted his teeth and suddenly took out several treasured high-quality spiritual medicines and took them raw.

The spiritual medicine that has not been tempered has extremely domineering medicinal power, but Lin Fei can't take care of that much at this time.

Ten thousand-year-old ginseng, fist-sized red fruit, and even golden grass specially used to draw talismans. As long as it is a rich spiritual thing, Lin Fei doesn't even care about the purpose, and eat it raw.

In an instant, a rich spiritual energy swept over, almost like a storm, surrounding Lin Fei.

However, the spiritual energy had just been emitted and it had not even been able to remain for long before it began to be consumed quickly. Then, another wave of spiritual energy was emitted.

For a time, a cycle of situations was maintained, and the spiritual energy rose and shrank, just like breathing, forming a pattern...

Lin Fei was in the center of the spiritual energy, like the Eye of a Storm, and it was directly submerged and disappeared.

…

"It's a bit inappropriate for you to leave this sword?" When the middle-aged monk saw this, he raised his head and looked at the Dharma body monk beside him, and his smile calmed down.

Maybe Lin Fei didn't know the specific origin of this stone sword, but the middle-aged monk could naturally recognize it...

This is an extremely special fierce sword. It was the companion in front of me who brought it together when I went to the island. At that time, the three respected sword-casting masters on the island were still quite interested after seeing this sword and wanted to borrow it to see it.

But they were all rejected by this companion and just said, this is a fierce sword of special origin. Before him, the master of this sword was full of energy and eventually died of a bad life.

The reason he called him was to kill a vicious object, and after using it, he would no longer let him appear.

Although the people on the island are not ordinary people, the names of the three sword-casting masters have resounded in their own worlds in different eras.

But everyone also knows how powerful this man who once called Chifa Zhenren was, and how fierce he could be called a ferocious person.

Moreover, the three sword-casting masters were just a little interested in them, and did not force them after being rejected.

But at this time, this ominous sword was actually left here?

However, the origin of this evil sword and where it went, I don’t care about the middle-aged monks. For some concerns, the middle-aged monks had to care about it...

When I saw the middle-aged monks with a gentle temperament and elegant temperament, I frowned: "Brother Dao, it is a bit too much for us to leave our inheritance for our disciples in this trip. If you leave this fierce sword, it is a taboo..."

However, after the words were finished, Chifa Zhenren still had no intention of paying attention and just continued to sit there, with his eyes closed, and his face was not fluctuating.

This is considered to be an ordinary monk who is ignored so much that he will get angry, let alone a middle-aged monk with a supreme status.

However, when the middle-aged monk saw this, he just shook his head helplessly, but he had no intention of getting angry.

There is no way, I can't be angry with him...

Because the middle-aged monk knew that this red-haired real man had no intention of targeting him...

He ignores everyone...

When I first came, this red-haired real man was even more out of the way than now. He had several conflicts with the hot-tempered guys on the island, and it was only in the last few thousand years that he had stopped.

It's not unreasonable to come here with him.

After all, except myself, other people come out with him, and they are afraid that something big will happen...

He looked at the other party helplessly, and the middle-aged monk said, "Even if you are not afraid of making taboos, you must consider it for your junior. He can get here, his talent is already extremely extraordinary. If he has the opportunity to achieve his true body in the future, it is difficult to get through this level if he contacts this kind of fierce sword too early..."

"No matter what taboo it is, it has nothing to do with you, I will take it myself..." At this time, Chifa Zhenren finally opened her eyes and said lightly.

"I don't mean that, let alone you, a junior..." the middle-aged monk frowned.

"Even a fierce sword cannot be dealt with. If you embark on the real road in the future, how can you compete for that glimmer of life?"

"You are too anxious..." The middle-aged monk frowned and shook his head and said, "You have to give them some time."

"How did you think time will stand on our side?" Chifa Zhenren sneered.

The middle-aged monk showed a distinctive look, but the Red-haired True Man seemed to be disdainful of his argument. He did not bother with this topic, but said: "Besides, there is a chance in the fierce sword. If he can pass this level, he will be qualified to meet us in the next thousand years."

"The next thousand years?! Do you have so much confidence in him?" The middle-aged monk was a little surprised.

"As long as he can survive, you should have confidence when you see the miserable scenes of your juniors in his hands." Chifa Zhenren said calmly.

"Hey, you..."
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