With Han Feng shouting, the second Ao Jian Nine Arts came out.

The dazzling sword shadow is no longer limited to just moving forward, but scattering from all directions and rushing to nine directions, including the top of the head. The speed is slightly faster than the first stage, outsiders think there is nothing other abnormal.

But the Black Tiger, who was in Han Feng's sword murderous intent field, had a different feeling. The strong and dazzling sword light flew over at an unavoidable speed, forcing the Black Tiger to make moves in advance.

"Tiger burst slash!"

The black tiger slashed out of thin air and released all its strength. Only then did it stand up to the killing force of Jianwu Bahuang in danger, but it was also greatly shocked. Although it tried its best to suppress the injury, it was severely injured, but it still felt a mouthful of dark red blood flowed out along the corner of its mouth.

Han Feng swept the Bahuang with one sword and instantly felt like he was exhausted by something, and he was weak all over.

"It seems that this second sword technique consumes too much physical strength, so it is better to use it less in the future." Han Feng felt the injuries of his body and said to himself.

As he spoke, Han Feng remembered the former Jian Ao Venerable. Yi Ru used the nine-style sword moves of the Ao Jian Nine Arts without any fatigue. His high skills could only make Han Feng look up to now.

One day! I can surpass this height too!

Han Feng said inwardly.

"Okay! Not bad! Today is happy!" Heihu still looked at Han Feng with a madman look, "But looking at you, it's the last moment of strength, but I still have my own tricks! Haha! It's a pleasure to wipe out you, the master today!"

After saying that, Heihu wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and evenly applied it to the Blood Evil Knife's sword. Almost as the Black Tiger finished smearing the blood, the entire Blood Evil Knife's blood was everywhere, and a creepy light burst out. Heihu's face turned pale, and his whole body suddenly seemed to be in a sluggish manner, with only two eyes, still flashing with the snatching light. "Take the third tiger-style attack I just learned recently, and the tiger fell into the mountains and rivers!"

The black tiger forced a knife move and rushed towards Han Feng with the Blood Evil Sword. The speed was not fast, but it steadily locked Han Feng's position. The blood Evil Sword that flipped around seemed to form an endless black hole, swallowing up everything that was passing through, and the heaven and earth changed its color.

Han Feng, who had launched the sword to sweep away the eight deserts, had no strength to resist the black tiger's sword move at this moment. He could only take advantage of the opportunity that the black tiger's rushing momentum was not too fast and kept moving to the right. However, the black tiger's fierce tiger fell into the mountains and rivers, as if it had automatic positioning. Even if the flying sword shadow completely blocked the black tiger's vision, the black tiger could still accurately find Han Feng's figure.

Seeing that he could not hide, Han Feng could not use his iron shirt to defend himself. He subconsciously protected his chest with both hands and protected his body's natal position.

A bulging hard object in his arms attracted Han Feng's attention.

What?

Han Feng hurriedly took out with his left hand and saw that it was a small blue and white porcelain bottle with the painter's carvings that were extremely exquisite. However, at this moment, Han Feng was not in the mood to study the artistic value of the bottle, because Han Feng seemed to remember what was in the bottle.

Pushing open the bottle stopper, a strong medicinal fragrance spread instantly, musk, sandalwood, ambergris and some scents that are not even named mixed together, passing Han Feng's nose and entering his chest and lungs.

After taking a deep breath, I felt the meridians in my body were relaxed and my whole body was greatly refreshed. Of course, Han Feng could only smell the smell of sandalwood.

It's indeed it!

Marrow-breaking Pill: A pill with extremely domineering medicine. It greatly improves the user's cultivation in the short term, but it must sacrifice the price of the user's subsequent energy. What's more, after the medicine is effective, the cultivation level will drop directly to one level. Quantity: one.

Has the cultivation level fallen?

Seeing the side effects of the Marrow-Breaking Pill, Han Feng was a little hesitant. After all, it was the result of his hard work. If he fell down one layer, it would be too expensive. He looked up at the black tiger less than five meters away from him, and then looked at Wang Qiang and Gao Jun trapped on the hood. Han Feng didn't care about that much, poured out the pills in the porcelain bottle, closed his eyes and raised his head, and threw the pills in the bottle into his mouth.

The pill entered his mouth and Han Feng bit it into pieces. The fragrant fragrance was strong, which almost made Han Feng drunk. The strong fragrance of medicine slowly flowed through Han Feng's body with a burst of warm current. Almost instantly, Han Feng felt that his power was stronger than before, and his whole body was filled with explosive power.

"Dingdong, the auxiliary pill was successfully used, and the effect lasted for three minutes."

Three minutes?

Listening to the system prompt sound in his mind, Han Feng even felt like he was deceived. There were such a big side effect in three minutes, and he said he could not eat anything in the future!

Thinking about these things in his mind, Han Feng did not forget to call out his attribute panel to take a look.

Name: Han Feng

Cultivation: Peak state of the tenth level of the Body Refining Stage

Sect: None

Gang: None

Weapon: Thunder Sword

Magic weapon: seal

Understanding: 87

Talent: 34

Because it is the potential that is forced to be triggered by elixirs, the system does not prompt the improvement of cultivation, but only prompts that the effect of the medicine will take effect. Moreover, because there is a clarity between the body refining stage and the foundation building stage, it is said that there is a junction between the tenth level. Although it still has great energy, it only stops at the peak of the tenth level and can no longer make any progress.

Seeing the black tiger on the opposite side rushing towards him with a blood evil sword, Han Feng burst out his strong sword intent again.

"The first move of the Nine Arts of Ao Jian, the sword dances in the universe!"

With one sword, the black tiger's fierce tiger fell into the mountains and rivers. The so-called one-force subsidence of ten. Although the black tiger's fierce tiger fell into the mountains and rivers was an extremely domineering and fierce move, the cultivation level was only eight levels after all, and it was forced to activate it with his own blood. On the other hand, Han Feng's side had a tenth level of cultivation level at the peak of the body refining stage, and he had all his strength to urge it.

Two moves collided with each other, and the jingle sounded endlessly.

"ah!"

Heihu held the blood evil sword in his hand tightly and continued to exert force desperately, confronting each other with the Thunder Sword in Han Feng's hand, without any distinction between them.

The two auras collided with each other, and the strong air swayed the surrounding dust, completely covering the two of them.

"What's going on? It's just as good as that?"

"It's broken, it won't be able to withstand it?"

"Han Feng, come on~~~"

Looking at the situation in the field, both sides secretly pondered the situation in the flying dust in their hearts.

The dust dissipated, and the blood flowed from the black tiger's mouth, but it still maintained its standing posture, "Die under your sword, I, Black Tiger, will not lose! But boy, remember it for me, one day, My Black Tiger will be found!"

"snort!"

Han Feng looked at Heihu until his death and refused to believe that he had lost. His eyes turned cold, "Then I will send you on the road! The second style of the Nine Arts of Ao Jian, the sword sweeps the eight wildernesses!"

The sharp sword light instantly penetrated the heart of the Black Tiger and continued to move forward for more than ten meters before it became dim. With one move, Han Feng not only made a sword field with a radius of nearly twenty meters, but also felt that there was still a steady stream of power in his body. He did not take all his strength in his move like before.

The black tiger, which had a sword pierced his heart, gradually dimmed its ferocious eyes, his neck tilted, and he stood there and died, and his body instantly turned into a white light and disappeared. Unlike other members of the God Guild, the black tiger went offline after his death.

"Brother Hei is dead?" Seeing Heihu's body disappearing from sight, members of the God Guild were stunned.

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