The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Dense jungle, quiet and serene, occasionally there are a few small animals leaping from the forest for food, branches from time to time flying birds.

Behind the bushes in the forest, the figure of a thin boy was still crawling on the grass, his breath was hidden, as if he was waiting for something.

This is Lin Fei's first day in animal mountain.

His mental power was more than 100 meters away from the bush. A huge, bright red beast came to Lin Fei's mind.

Blood Sword pig!

It seems to be first order.

The appearance of the Blood Sword pig is similar to that of the common wild boar, but its body is larger. The blood red rough fur on its body surface gives people a rock like texture.

On his head, he had two strong and sharp sword shaped horns, which were crimson in color. He curved upward slightly, and his mouth hummed with a harsh sound. His body was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

The Blood Sword pig hummed and hawed, as if enjoying the leisure time in the afternoon, walking carelessly to the open space in front of the bush.

Lin Fei had killed many of these low-level beasts when he came to the beast mountain to make a ritual.

But now after all, I have wasted two or three years of cultivation, and the cultivation of vitality is only four levels of condensing Qi. This level of vitality can't be said to be sure of victory for this ferocious Blood Sword pig.

Once again, he was about to face the actual combat. Lin Fei was a little nervous and more expectant. He firmly grasped the sword in the handshake and was waiting for the most appropriate time to attack.

Lin Fei used to perfect several popular sword techniques of Huayang school.

Recently, I've been reviewing the sword techniques I've practiced before. I bought this sword from a market near Huayang sect.

It took five pieces of crystal, which is sharp in the ordinary sword.

Finally, the Blood Sword pig was close at hand, and Lin Fei could even feel the disgusting smell of it.

Lin Fei has never been a womanly person, now there is no longer the slightest hesitation.

Body shape, toe in the vicinity of a big tree pole with a push, like a sharp arrow reflected out.

Whoosh, it's on the left side of xuejianzhu.

Keng Keng, hand up sword down, Lin Fei in the hands of the long sword quickly in the Blood Sword pig back cut two swords.

After a successful stroke, the swimming fish steps out and quickly retreats for a distance.

When the long sword was cut on the surface of the Blood Sword pig, it seemed to be cut on the metal, making the scalp numb.

On the back of Blood Sword pig, there are only two pale scars on the middle of the sword, just like scratching.

Oh.

The ferocity of the Blood Sword pig was immediately aroused, and he was furious and cried for a long time.

The bloodthirsty eyes stare at Lin Fei, the suddenly appeared intruder. From time to time, his thick nose dripping with fishy red liquid breathes violently, and his body emits bursts of red light.

Then he suddenly turned his body and stepped on four big stump like hooves, which were as powerful as thunder. The earth moved and rocked toward the forest, and rushed away. The strong wind rolled up the withered leaves all over the sky, and the momentum was fierce.

Looking at the bloody sword pig who was pounding at him, I felt the smelly wind.

Lin Fei didn't panic at all. Instead, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. The warm feeling of growing up in the past has come back.

"Come on, let's have a good fight."

Lin Fei's fighting spirit is rising, but he rushes to the Blood Sword pig.

Oh.

The bloody sword pig felt Lin Fei's fighting spirit, and the impact became more violent.

One man and one beast hedge against each other, and the wind blows up dead leaves all over the ground.

However, at the moment when both sides are about to collide, Lin Fei's body strides two steps fiercely. When Yuan Li moves, he is like a slippery fish in the water, passing by the bloody sword pig.

Keng Keng, the light of the sword flickered. Lin Fei's long sword struck two swords on the back of the Blood Sword pig.

Lin Fei had practiced the fish walking very skillfully a few years ago. Although it's only four layers of condensing Qi now, this kind of footwork doesn't require much vitality. The key lies in the sensitivity and the understanding of footwork, so it doesn't affect Lin Fei's performance.

In addition, Lin Fei practiced Xunfeng Jue in heaven and earth. After two steps of cultivation, he had a good understanding of wind, which is a common energy in heaven and earth.

In the past, when sun guangmen was practicing Xunfeng Jue of heaven and earth, he was eager to achieve success. With the limitation of his own qualifications, in the two steps of feeling the wind and understanding the wind, his understanding of the wind was far from complete. When he knew little, he was eager to practice the third step of borrowing the wind.

Therefore, the heaven and earth Xunfeng Jue he displayed can only be regarded as a semi-finished product, with only its shape and charm.

Lin Fei's own cultivation ability is outstanding, and his divine sense is extremely strong. In the two steps of feeling and understanding the wind, his understanding of the wind is dozens or hundreds of times deeper than that of sun guangmen. It can be said that he has fully met the requirements of the heaven and earth Xunfeng formula.

The understanding of the wind, infiltrated into the fish step, let Lin Fei's fish step has a kind of essential improvement.

Originally, it was a kind of second-class body method. At this time, Lin Fei's exertion was far more powerful than the second-class body method. It was as flexible as shadow.The Blood Sword pig is huge in size and ferocious in strength. Every movement brings a strong wind. It seems to be fierce and overbearing.

But these strong winds made Lin Fei master the attack of xuejianzhu clearly.

It can be said that with the understanding of the wind, in the wind environment, Lin Fei is just like a fish in water, relaxed and comfortable.

In the roar of Blood Sword pig's anger, in the blink of an eye, one man and one beast have been fighting for more than ten rounds.

There are dozens of white sword marks on the back of the Blood Sword pig, gasping for breath.

Although the sword wound on the back can't do any substantial damage to it, the physical consumption and the bad feeling of fighting for a long time make the Blood Sword pig more and more furious.

Lin Fei seems to be more and more comfortable, and his footwork is more and more smooth and flexible.

Suddenly

In the fight with the Blood Sword pig, Lin Fei found that his understanding of the wind was beginning to have some mutation.

For some time in the early days, although I often felt something about the wind, it was always like seeing flowers in the fog, with some obstacles.

Now, these barriers are becoming clearer.

This rare opportunity, of course, Lin Fei will not easily let go, so he constantly used the long sword to attack the Blood Sword pig, stimulating the Blood Sword pig to attack itself.

With the huge and powerful body of the Blood Sword pig, the fierce wind comes again and again, immersed in the understanding of the wind.

This is the advantage of actual combat. Compared with the actual combat of flesh and blood, one is growing up in the greenhouse, the other is growing up in the storm.

The two different environments have different effects on people's cultivation.

Slowly

Lin Fei found that he was in a strange state, and the speed of everything in the world around him began to slow down. In contrast, his action became faster.

The speed of the Blood Sword pig, the speed of the dead leaves, the speed of the birds flying around occasionally, seems to be in slow motion.

It's a state of enlightenment, a sense of control.

It turns out that the essence of wind is the speed of energy flow, and the relationship between wind and speed is so close.

When the wind moves, it indicates the change of energy in the space, how big, how fast, and which direction to go.

Gradually, Lin Fei couldn't help but close his eyes. He didn't use his eyes to see, and he didn't use his divine power to perceive. He just relied on his understanding of the wind to capture his feelings.