Two days later, ye Pengfei finally regained his true yuan. He stood up again, his bones crackling, and his accomplishments were even tighter. He was only one step away from the realm of harmony.

A strong but extremely domineering atmosphere from ye Pengfei's body, like a dragon out of the sea, like a rainbow, and like a sword out of the sheath, sharp and fierce.

"If I go through a few more life and death battles like last time with Jiaolong, I can automatically advance to the realm of harmony without the help of pills." Ye Pengfei thought.

If you think so, ye Pengfei also knows that the battle of life and death is not a joke. Although every time he experiences it, his accomplishments will be improved, but if he doesn't get it right, he will be doomed and die. This is a kind of gambling, gambling on one's own life, which means that no one will really like the battle between life and death.

"Zheng Zheng..."

Ye Pengfei reaches for his hand, and the sword sounds. Six flying swords fly out of his body, one long and five short. He draws a sword light in the air, and moves like a shadow following his master's formula.

Although his understanding of the meaning of the sword is still at the level of climbing the hall, his skill of defending the sword has been improved once again after the last war. Under the guidance of his formula, six flying swords are as easy as arms and fingers.

"My sword skill has been improved once again. With my current strength, I'm afraid that if I go up against the Dragon again, I don't need to sacrifice the black bow. I just need a blade storm composed of six flying swords to kill it." After being wronged for so many days, ye Pengfei finally got something. He was very pleased.

The benefits brought by the last battle of life and death are far beyond his imagination. His strength in all aspects has been greatly improved. The improvement in fighting is different from that in self-cultivation at home. This improvement is all-round and very rapid.

Two people of the same level, who have not experienced, or perhaps less experienced, the battle of life and death, are totally different from those who have been fighting on the line of life and death all the year round.

Maybe this is why the major sects actively encourage their disciples to go out for more training.

"Blade storm is really a good magic power. If I have more swords in my hand in the future, the power will not be lower than that of black bow. It seems that I will try my best to cultivate the skill of sword control in the future." Ye Pengfei nodded.

It's not unreasonable that the sword storm can make Zhongzhou Si family rise again, and stand firm in such a strong place as Zhongzhou. The potential of sword storm is very great, and cleavage can be fully exploited, which is no lower than any other great magic power, even more so.

Ye Pengfei is a rare talent who practices kendo. When he was still building a foundation, he had already understood the meaning of the sword. It can be seen that his understanding of Kendo is beyond people's ability, and the blade storm power seems to be specially made for him, which is very suitable for him to practice.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong." Tied to the stone bed, Ximen ruozheng looks at Ye Pengfei.

If Ximen is more powerful at the top of the virtual God, Tiger God, Xiang Yingxiu and even herself are all extraordinary strong at the top of the virtual God. They are better than ordinary friars. But compared with Ye Pengfei, these people are like the difference between adults and children.

Ye Pengfei is also a strong man at the top of the virtual God. If his fighting power is concerned, ye Pengfei is absolutely equal to the virtual God. He is no worse than one of the real he Dao monks.

Simon Ruo was very regretful at this time. If she had known that this young man was so strong, she would not have used to curry favor with the Tiger God. No matter in character, cultivation, talent, background, appearance and so on, this young man was better than the Tiger God. I don't know how much. If she could see the depth of Ye Pengfei earlier, she would stand up for him when the Tiger God was in trouble and win the prize As a descendant of the eight sceneries palace, the young people's favor can help themselves. Who dares to provoke her Ximen family in Xizhou in the future?

Unfortunately, all regret is just fantasy, the world does not regret medicine to eat.

Ye Pengfei looked back at Ximen Ruo and asked, "where is the Tiger God now?"

If Simon's body trembles, in Ye Pengfei's cold eyes, a feeling of inviolability rises in her heart. It seems that this young man is the son of heaven. It is the destiny of heaven. It can't be profaned or disobeyed.

"To Two hundred miles to the west, there is a mountain. He They found Liquan in the mountains, but there are many powerful monsters outside it. " Simon's submissive way is totally different from the previous image of imperial sister.

"There are monsters guarding?" Ye Pengfei frowned.

Liquan is the holy spring that Phoenix drinks in legend. It has the effect of quenching the body and getting rid of the world. This holy spring is more precious than those sixth and seventh level elixirs. It is also a great tonic for monsters. It is not surprising that there are powerful monsters guarding Liquan. If you want to get Liquan, you must kill those monsters. I just don't know how powerful these monsters are?

"So they are dealing with the monsters now?" Ye Pengfei asked.

"Yes, those monsters are not only strong, but also have a large number. Among them, there are six level monsters, the Tiger God. They are uniting with other monks to capture Liquan and divide the water of Liquan equally." If Simon didn't hide, he told ye Pengfei all he knew.In his heart, ye Pengfei sneered and united with other friars to share the water of Liquan equally? Are you kidding?

If it were someone else, ye Pengfei might believe it, but judging from the tyrannical character of Tiger God, he would never be willing to share the water of Liquan equally with others. Maybe after killing the demons, the next ones to die would be the monks who joined hands with Tiger God.

"Good. You robbed my Jiaolong body before. Now it's time for us to settle accounts." Ye Pengfei sneered and left.

If he and Simon have nothing to say, although this woman is a little loose, her heart is not bad. Besides, she is ordered by the Tiger God to kill herself, which means that she does not have much hatred with herself.

However, although Ye Pengfei didn't kill her, he wouldn't let her go. Let her be tied to the stone bed and die on her own.

Ye Pengfei walked out of the cave and looked at the huge Wutong secret. He couldn't help screwing, and he told all the grievances he had suffered in the past few days.

now he has been promoted again and again, and has no need to fear anyone in the secret of Wutong. Even if he is the best person to come and kill himself, he can not get himself well in his own hands. From then on, he will not be like a street mouse.

He has enough strength to protect himself. In the future, those who block him will be defeated. Who dares to stop me and kill him with one sword.

"Tiger God, I will give back all the previous gratitude and resentment to you and me a hundred times today. Just wait!"