Liu Feng looked at the food in front of him, and knew that it was poisonous without thinking. He picked a little and ate it. After feeling it, Liu Feng didn't care much. The two times he merged into his soul into his body made fundamental changes. These foods that are highly toxic to ordinary people, at most they just made him diarrhea, not to mention that there are still immortal tiger bones that are holding on to him.

My body is still in a state of deficit. How can I make up for it without taking more food? However, these foods are actually just dropping the bucket. If you want to make up for it, you need some medicine to replenish your vitality better.

Liu Feng was eating, his body suddenly leaned back, and an arrow flew past him. Then Liu Feng ate as if nothing had happened. His supernatural power of Zhifeng made great progress. As soon as the arrow was launched, the air flow brought by him was sensed. For him now, there was no need to worry about hidden weapons attacks or other things.

The next moment, several bamboo-like things were thrown into the room, emitting a large amount of white smoke. A breeze rolled up, slightly covering Liu Feng, protecting him from being harmed by these toxic smoke.

The roof suddenly broke and several masked men in black fell down. The long swords in their hands united and attacked Liu Feng directly. Liu Feng directly picked up the table and turned around, swept the sword in his black, and unshelfed the sword in his hands.

Recalling Yu Zhiyu's sword power, Liu Feng silently recited Qingxinlu, felt the information informed by the wind in the restaurant, and swung the sword that pierced the sword, then turned his hand and stabbed forward with force. Blood splattered, but Liu Feng's hand movements kept.

While constantly capturing and dodging the sword moves of these men in black, he matched the movements of these people with Yu Zhiyu's movements in his mind. With Zhifeng's superpowers, he kept dodging and attacking, and absorbing the places he could learn.

Because of the second soul fusion, the body was stimulated to increase internal energy. Liu Feng seized the opportunity, waved his hand, and a sword energy broke out, piercing the heart of a man in black. Then he waved the long sword in his hand, and the long sword passed through the air and moved forward a little, and a blood hole appeared in the throat of a man in black.

Then he turned his body and the sword moved casually. The sword path was not straight, but had an extra coordinated trajectory. The speed did not slow down, but was scary, and it directly cut open the necks of the two men in black.

"This kind of sword path that follows the wind is called Tingfeng Sword!" Liu Feng was slightly excited. The so-called Tingfeng Sword is actually a sword following the wind's trajectory, making the sword swing the speed extremely fast. At most, it is just a skill to cooperate with his own superpowers, but after all, it was something he had figured out by himself.

"The Tingfeng Sword is very imperfect now. It seems that it really needs to find time to recast the sword bone, otherwise it will always feel that it is a little bit bad!" Liu Feng waved the sword a few times again and sighed slightly.

After looking at the corpses of these men in black, I don’t know if it was because his own strength had increased or because of other reasons, none of these people had a module. Liu Feng looked at his module slightly, a total of eight, now six modules that form sword energy, plus the special module sword bone, and two modules later, the rules module, light body, energy module, and internal energy module.

Looking at the food and food that was covered with dust and blood, Liu Feng sighed, picked up his sword, and walked out of the restaurant. The table of food was destroyed by these people.

Liu Feng walked on the cold street with a long sword. The breeze turned and told him the enemy's information. So Liu Feng suddenly stopped and instantly flashed backwards. He saw four men in black grabbing a thick fishing net and jumping out of the roof on one side.

If Liu Feng was covered by a fishing net, he would be unable to move, and he would only be shot into a hornet's nest by arrows. Liu Feng, who noticed something again, rushed directly into the house on the side and avoided several flying arrows.

Liu Feng, who was hiding in the house, then realized that this was a trap. A fat man was waiting for him like a hill. A pair of fleshy big hands slapped at Liu Feng's head. The sword in Liu Feng turned and cut a long wound on his fleshy hand. But the fat man seemed to be unable to feel it, and his big hands kept slapped at Liu Feng.

"Is the golden cicada body of the Luo family?" Liu Feng did not just rush the way along the way. He also collected the information of the Luo family. The Luo family relied on the outer shell of the golden cicada body, so the attack method was generally to be brave and fearless. Even if it was killed, it would have little impact on the internal body. It was precisely because of the golden cicada body that the Luo family became a famous martial arts family.

The body quickly retreated and avoided the fat man's big hand. Then Liu Feng's eyes flashed and his body moved forward again. The long sword took a strange and harmonious trajectory and slashed towards the fat man's neck. Even if there was a layer of inflatable skin, it was only such a big part of the neck. If you pierce it all, you won't die if you don't believe it!

As Liu Feng expected, facing Liu Feng's sword that stabbed his throat, the fat man raised his fat hand and blocked it in front of him. The sword stabbed into his arm. He felt like rubber inside, full of elasticity. The fat man clenched his fists, and then Liu Feng felt that his sword was clamped, and the fat man's other hand hit Liu Feng.

Liu Feng waved his left hand and a sword energy flew out. The sword energy penetrated the fat man's arm and left a cutting scar on the fat man's neck. Some blood and butter-like things flowed out. The fat man's hand kept slapping Liu Feng's neck and exerted force suddenly. Even if Liu Feng had an immortal tiger bone, he felt that his neck was about to break.

Liu Feng only felt his whole body tightening, and he had to say that he had made a mistake in his judgment. He originally thought that although the Luo family's golden cicada body was strong, it was still a human body after all. With the edge of the sword energy, it could be penetrated. How could he have thought that this so-called golden cicada body would exert the defense of the shell to the top, and a sword energy did not cause much damage.

"The sword energy is not powerful enough, so I must think of a solution!" Liu Feng thought, looking at the fat man's clenched fist. If this punch was solid, it would probably be death that awaited him, but now he was caught in his neck and his breathing was not smooth, so he didn't need much force at all.

If the power of sword energy increases the consumption of internal energy, it can indeed be increased, but his skill parameters set so much internal energy. If you want to adjust the skill parameters now, you must enter the panel to operate slowly, but he has no time now.

The fat man suddenly punched out, and a ball of ink quickly turned into an iron door, standing in front of the fist, blocking the punch, but the iron door was also deformed. The fat man was slightly stunned, and then found that the iron door turned into ink and formed a line of small characters, so he turned into an iron chain and a huge iron ball on his hand, causing the fat man's hand to sink.

The fat man suppressed the doubts in his heart, gritted his teeth, leaned back his big head, and wanted to turn his head into a big hammer and kill Liu Feng with one hammer.

Liu Feng's mind surged into the skill bar, raised his hand slightly at the fat man, and with his own will, he controlled the influx of internal energy. No matter whether it could succeed or not, he had to try it. The next moment, a sword energy flew out.
Chapter completed!