Chapter 168: Bruised Nose and Swollen Face

Among the wind martial arts left by Feilingmen, there are only a total of twenty or so sets, and the others are at the star and Chen level. Only this Wing of Wind is the first level of the yellow level. However, there are few wind-type martial arts in the first place, so there are even fewer wind-type flying martial arts. Think about it, a strong man who is not a martial arts master can stand in the air like a martial arts master. What a beautiful thing this is. But China has to take a lot of advantages.

A drop of blood dripped onto the jade slip, and a ray of light appeared on the jade slip. A ray of light entered Lu Shaoyou's brow, and it turned into a huge message in his mind.

Moments later, the light of the jade slip dimmed and disappeared, and Lu Shaoyou also knew the cultivation method of the Wings of Wind. This is because the true energy flowed through some complicated meridians in the body, and finally, with the cooperation of the wind attribute in the body, it moved the air between the heavens and the earth. The wind attribute in the room is condensed on the back to fly with two wings.

Wind-type flying martial arts, even after reaching the martial commander level, among those who have the same level of cultivation, those who have wind-type flying martial arts are much faster under the amplitude of flying martial arts.

"There are also wooden prison shackles." Lu Shaoyou smiled quietly, and took out a green jade slip again, and a strong smell of wood attributes filled the air.

This is also the wood-type martial skill left over from Feilingmen. Compared with the wind-type martial skill, wood-type martial skill is more difficult to find to a certain extent. Among the fighters of the Department of Warriors, the fighters of wind attribute and wood attribute are also recognized as the least.

This wooden prison shackle is an elementary yellow-level martial skill. Of course, there are many wood-type martial skills in Feilingmen, including Chen-level and star-level martial skills. Martial arts.

Lu Shaoyou thought about it for a long time before he decided to choose the wooden prison shackles of the yellow level. First, Lu Shaoyou who was too low-level would not like it in his heart, but if his level was too high, Lu Shaoyou knew very well that he could not move it It is not certain whether the strongest strength can be cultivated successfully.

It's as if he had barely cultivated the trash soul sword skills of the mysterious level, but now he has only cultivated to the first level of the soul knife, and the second level of the soul of the knife light blade and the third level of the soul of the knife are not enough. display.

Although his water-type martial skill Furious Sea Roaring is only at the elementary level of the Yellow class, logically speaking, it cannot be compared with the spiritual skill Saber Soul Slash of the Xuan-level elementary level, but Lu Shaoyou knows that he is now performing the furious sea roar The ability is not much weaker than the sword soul skill, because of my current strength, I can't activate the full ability of the sword soul skill.

Of course, after he has the ability to activate the sword soul skill with all his strength, his ability will naturally be much stronger than the water-type martial skill Raging Sea.

A drop of blood in his hand dripped onto the jade slip, and his thoughts penetrated into the jade slip. A stream of wood attribute energy diffused, and a thick blue light filled the air. Then it entered Lu Shaoyou's eyebrows and melted in his mind. Made a huge message.

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Five days later, on the back mountain of Feilingmen, a figure appeared in it. This person was seventeen or eighteen years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. At this time, the boy's upper body was naked, and his figure looked thin, but his body was strong and strong, full of With a sense of bursting strength, the tanned, tanned skin seemed to be covered with wax, glowing with luster. Looking closely, it could be seen that the boy's body was full of sweat reflecting light.

"Wing of the Wind." The young man yelled, forming complex handprints in his hands, and he could vaguely see in his body that true qi flowed through specific meridians, and a wind attribute smell gathered in the surrounding air.

At this moment, a huge amount of true energy leaked out from the young man's back, stretching out into two invisible air curtains on his back, just like the wings of a bird, but it felt a bit nondescript .

"Huh..." The two air curtains flapped, and the young man's body slowly rose into the air, reaching a distance of about three meters.

"Chi Chi..."

"boom!"

At this moment, the nondescript wings dissipated in an instant, and the young man fell heavily, ending up on all fours.

"Chi Chi..."

Next to it was a little light yellow snake, hesitating, its small eyes rolled around, then closed tightly, and only opened after hearing the sound of the landing, as if it couldn't bear to look at it.

"Brother, does it hurt, or else you should take a break." Lu Xintong ran to the boy, who was naturally Lu Shaoyou. He had not succeeded in practicing Wings of the Wind these days, but instead, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"Damn, I don't believe it anymore." Lu Shaoyou spat in the distance, gritted his teeth, and then said to Lu Xintong: "Xintong, get out of the way first, and be careful that my brother hits you."

Lu Xintong retreated to Xiaolong's side helplessly, and the Sky Winged Snow Lion next to him also looked at Lu Shaoyou helplessly.

"boom!……"

"Damn, still fall, continue..."

"boom!"

"continue……"

In this way, after night fell, Lu Shaoyou returned to the residence with a bruised nose, a swollen face, and injuries all over his body. After tidying up, he took Xiaolong and Tianchi Snow Lion and left Feilingmen in the dark.

From the Feiling Gate to the edge of the Wudu Mountain Range, at the speed of the Skywing Snow Lion, that is, in less than three hours, it has been several days since he broke through to the Martial Master, and Lu Shaoyou is ready to swallow his true energy again and start breaking through.

Although I have a lot of pills on my body now, the speed of devouring true qi is far better than the effect of devouring elixirs, and devouring true qi only needs to consume my own strength, but it doesn't need to burn money. In the ancient domain, Lu Shaoyou resolutely chose to devour warriors. It is also the best choice in the Wudu Mountain Range, where it will not attract the attention of others.

On the edge of the Wudu Mountain Range, it was almost late at night, and under the moonlight, the branches of the forest danced wildly, as if countless ghost claws were tearing apart the sky, accompanied by the whistling night wind and the occasional cry of beasts , adding a strangeness to the entire mountain range.

In front of a bright bonfire, six figures were sitting cross-legged on the ground with their eyes closed, resting their minds. Among the six, there were three martial masters and three martial apprentices. They should be a small team that entered the Wudu Mountain Range from the ancient domain.

"Roar……"

At this moment, the six of them were resting with their eyes closed, when a huge roar came from the sky, and when the six of them opened their eyes instantly, a yellow streamer flashed, and one of the first-level martial artist's cultivation base After going to the cold, and then under the stinging pain, a huge energy indirectly attacked the depths of the soul, that is, he got consciousness.

"There is a sneak attack by a monster, run away." Someone shouted from the remaining five people, and their bodies fled backward in an instant.

"Hoo!" "Hoo!" "Hoo!"

Three fiery fingerprints pierced the void of the night, and a ray of light flashed by, and violent force raged out. Three blood holes suddenly appeared on the three warrior-level cultivators, and their bodies fell to the ground with a bang.

A figure in green robe also appeared and landed in front of the remaining two martial artists.

"Who are you!" The two were a first-level martial artist and a second-level warrior, and the second-level martial artist asked in horror when he saw a figure appearing in an instant.

"It's useless to tell you." The green-robed figure said lightly, the zhenqi all over his body shook violently, and a khaki-colored palm print was slapped like lightning.

"You're only a first-level martial artist, and you're looking for death." As soon as the green-robed figure made a move, the second-level martial artist quickly saw the opponent's strength and cultivation, and he was only a first-level martial artist. .

At the same time, the remaining 1st level martial artist was about to besiege the figure in green robe, but suddenly his expression changed drastically, he saw a small light yellow snake in front of him had already blocked him, and behind him, a huge white snake The se monster is watching him closely.

"boom!"

At this time, the two palm prints in front of the sky collided with each other, and the violent force swept away, and the scattered energy rolled up the surrounding sky with dust.

"Push, push, thump, thump..."

Huge power poured down, and the second-level martial artist staggered back a few steps, staring at the green-robed figure in disbelief. The strength of the opponent's first-level martial artist turned out to be the power to suppress him.

"Go to hell." The second-layer martial artist snorted coldly, stabilized his body, and made a handprint, and then quickly spread his palms, and then closed them tightly again. His fists and soles of his feet slammed heavily on the ground, as if flowing light, he rushed towards Lu Shaoyou violently.

Glancing at the opponent lightly, Lu Shaoyou is very clear about his strength. Although he is a first-tier martial artist, his strength is not inferior to the opponent's second-tier martial artist. With the cultivation strength of a first-tier martial artist, even with true energy alone, he might be able to protect himself against a third-tier martial artist.

After quietly sneering, a faint and strange smile appeared on Lu Shaoyou's face. He slowly stretched out his palm, and after a while, he spread it open suddenly, and said softly, "Swallow."

As Lu Shaoyou's shout fell, a strange force suddenly spewed out from the palm of his hand. This power was very strange. A whistling whistling whirls like a deep hole of airflow, and then hit heavily on the palm print of the second-level martial artist.

"laugh……!"

With a muffled sound, the expression of the second-level warrior froze for a moment, and his body immediately stood there like a wooden stake, as if bound by an invisible force, unable to move at all.