"call out!"

In the crisis of life and death, Wang Ting didn't care that he was now at the critical moment of being promoted to a mid-level swordsman. He shook his right hand and drew his sword out of the sheath!

The medicinal power of the blood dragon whiskers and the force that penetrates into the bones in the body are out of control, and the consequences are unimaginable.

However, if a high-level beast is allowed to attack and be indifferent, there is absolutely no way to die.

"Clang!"

The sword roars lightly!

The next moment, because the qi and blood suddenly lost control, the face turned red as blood had already drawn out of the sheath. The qi and blood of the sword burial technique were gathering wildly, and they were about to vent their breath and assassinate the shocking sword.

"A bad beast! Don't hurt anyone!"

Just as the royal court was about to interrupt the promotion process at all costs and fight against this high-level beast to death, a burst of breath was full of energy, and a loud shout like thunder suddenly exploded from the forest.

"call out!"

A white sword energy suddenly penetrated from the forest, like a stream of light, directly shooting into the body of the high-level ferocious beast that pounced on the royal court, and shot a blood hole on the body of the high-level ferocious beast on the spot. The power of the sword energy burst out even flew out the side of the high-level ferocious beast and threw it into the rotten leaves a few meters away...

The sudden change and the amazing sword energy made Wang Ting's pupils suddenly shrink.

Sword energy!

Yes, sword energy!

A strong man at the level of a sword master, can stimulate all the true qi and blood to stimulate the sword energy!

"Bang!"

The high-level ferocious beast has tenacious vitality. Even though it was shot out by the sword energy and fell to the ground, it still did not die. However, it also felt the horror of the strong man who shot out the sword energy. He didn't even dare to leave a low roar. He turned around and was about to escape.

"call out!"

However, before it had time to run wildly, a figure quickly ran out of the woods, with its speed not touching the ground, as if it had no trace of snow, and the meteor pierced the moon. The sword light in its hand penetrated through the space and directly penetrated into the body of the high-level ferocious beast. Then, the powerful force of the figure swung the sword again, and the high-level ferocious beast; the high-level ferocious beast that the great swordsman could not defeat was actually torn apart with the power of destroying and devastating, and the blood rain flew and was cut into two pieces on the spot!

die!

A high-level ferocious beast was killed with powerful means of thunder!

Strong!

A peerless strong man!

A peerless strong man who is breathtaking!

It is definitely the strongest person Wang Ting has ever seen in his previous life and in this life!

When Wang Ting was shocked, the slump had quickly turned around and shouted sternly: "Don't be distracted, I will immediately refine my strength into my bones. Let's talk about it. Practice must be progressive step by step. How can you be so reckless!"

Obviously, this person also saw that Wang Ting was willing to attack the middle-level swordsman by swallowing some kind of treasure.

Wang Ting nodded without saying anything, concentrating his strength and tempering his bones.

The figure in front of me was a middle-aged man full of majesty, in his forties. Of course, the kendo master can generally live to the age of one hundred. Although this middle-aged man is only forty, his true age is definitely over fifty.

The strength shown by this middle-aged man in killing the high-level beast is not the current royal court. Even in his heyday in his previous life, he would definitely not be an opponent. If such a strong man wanted to harm him, he would have no power to resist. Therefore, the middle-aged man who heard that he asked him to refine his strength into his bones, he simply devoted all his mind to cultivation.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man was a little surprised.

After pondering for a while, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he observed the royal court next to him like a guardian.

Through this observation, he naturally noticed the corpse of the mid-level ferocious beast next to him.

"Hmm? This is the Dark Hunter-Night Ghost!?"

As soon as he moved, the middle-aged man had already arrived next to the corpse of the ferocious beast.

The middle-level ferocious beast has strong body and its flesh and blood solidified. In five days, it looked like it had just died for a day or two and had not started to rot. Although it was inedible, it did not affect the middle-aged man's clues from the ferocious beast.

"This sword hurts..."

He glanced at the middle-level beast and then at the sword on Wang Ting. A hint of surprise appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes.

Especially when he sensed that Wang Ting was just now attacking the middle-level swordsman and tempering his bones, this surprise was even more obvious.

"Ye Ghost is a mysterious ferocious beast, a hunter in the dark. According to the corpse of this intermediate ferocious beast, it was speculated that the death time was actually the night five days ago. The night ferocious ghost at night is completely the strongest assassin in the forest. It is definitely a more terrifying existence than some high-level ferocious beasts. This young man, who was just officially a swordsman's cultivation five days ago, can actually kill a mid-level ferocious beast? And at night, he killed a night ferocious beast comparable to a high-level ferocious beast!?"

Thinking of this, even if the middle-aged man was a powerful figure, his eyes looked at Wang Ting a little different.

"The situation of the high-level swordsman against an intermediate-level ferocious beast will be very dangerous. Even those disciples who have spent a lot of effort to train carefully, they may not be able to kill an intermediate-level ferocious beast in the intermediate-level swordsman stage. But this young man actually killed an intermediate-level ferocious beast with the cultivation of a formal swordsman, or killed a terrifying night walker like Ye Ghost at night... Could this be a closed disciple of an old senior who wants to train to become a legendary swordsman?"

For a moment, the middle-aged man looked at Wang Ting and became obviously a little cautious.

If he had just been the guardian of the royal court and promoted him to the middle-level swordsman, he had the intention of helping others to the end, then at this moment, he really had the idea of ​​getting to know this young man, and the guardian's attitude gradually became serious.

Time passes slowly while waiting.

Two hours, three hours, four hours...

After six hours, the boiling qi and blood power on Wang Ting's body finally dissipated, and the medicinal power of the blood dragon beard was finally refined.

Of course, more than 30% of the blood dragon beard's medicinal power remains in the body, but these medicinal powers cannot be stimulated in a short while. Even Wang Ting can only gradually move forward in the future and slowly in his practice.

"The practice is over?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Ting, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

It is possible to maintain a full concentration of spiritual cultivation for six hours. This patience and perseverance are definitely not something that ordinary people can have. This phenomenon occurs when a kendo master is reasonable, but when a boy who looks only sixteen or seventeen years old...

It seems a bit incredible.

"I really don't know which senior it was who taught such an excellent disciple!"

The middle-aged man said with some emotion in his heart, then pointed to some barbecue on the barbecue grill next to him, and said, "Eat something. The meat of a high-level ferocious beast can be considered a small supplement for your current mid-level swordsman's cultivation."

"Wang Ting thanks for saving you for your kindness."

Wang Ting bowed slightly to the middle-aged man.

Such a strong man who is at least a kendo master can definitely deserve his tribute.

"Rong Ting?"

The middle-aged man wandered around his mind. It seemed that there was no particularly outstanding senior Wang in the Taixuan Kingdom. However, their Daxia Kingdom had a Wang family, which was quite powerful, but he could not teach such an excellent disciple... And it was the first time he heard of the name Wang Ting...

"You're welcome, we're all walking and practicing in the End Mountains. When you see you are in danger, I'll help you, and it's also worth it."

Although the middle-aged man said this, Wang Ting knew that the people he met when he was training outside were definitely not that kind. In the mountains, in addition to ferocious beasts, there were also humans themselves.

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(The whole half of the time of one day was actually chased. What about everyone's recommendations, clicks, and collections? Is Chengfeng going to be abandoned by everyone?)

c!~!
Chapter completed!