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The little fox knew how serious the situation was, so it picked up the storage pouch from the shore and shot out in a straight line, creating a dazzling wave on the surface of the water.

In two breaths of time, the little fox had already arrived in front of him. Yang Fan took the storage pouch and quickly put on his robe. He also took out his long sword, not daring to be careless in case of an ambush.

The two pointed-beak swordfish were currently submerged in the water, unable to determine their correct position. If it was in the past, he might not have been able to handle it all by himself, but with the little fox's help, everything became much easier.

"Little Flame, the other side will be up to you, be careful not to get ambushed," Yang Fan said to the little fox on his shoulder. At this moment, Yang Fan trusted her and also didn't want to leave like this. This was an excellent place to train.

"Got it, Little Flame has already seen it."

"Could it be that you can see them clearly?" Yang Fan asked, puzzled.

"That's right, the two lumps of darkness are swimming over there. They are nearing."

Perhaps it was because its speed was too fast, causing it to be unable to be seen with the naked eye, but it just so happened that the little fox with the body of a demon beast could clearly distinguish it, which made it much easier. As long as he could figure out the direction, he would be able to take the initiative and gain the upper hand.

"Which side are they on now, Little Flame?" Yang Fan asked.

"One from the bottom left, ten meters. Hmm, one from five meters in front, they are still closing in." The little fox's tender voice transmitted into Yang Fan's mind. When she saw Yang Fan in such a sorry state, her mood improved greatly. She didn't seem worried at all that the two fish would bring any danger to Yang Fan.

"Good, Golden Extreme Slash." Yang Fan let out a loud shout and sent out a sword attack. The golden sword shadow quickly melted into the lake surface, and even the flowing water was cut apart by the sword.

Having lost its water cover, the pointed-beak swordfish were exposed to the air.

"Now is the time, Jue Yu."

Golden feathers shot out from the sword, and the golden feathers became even sharper as they pierced towards all parts of the body of the fish. These were not enough to injure the fish, and only left a few trails of blood on its surface.

"Now, Little Flame." Yang Fan shouted.

The little fox seemed to understand what Yang Fan was trying to do. It spat out a fireball, turned into a burning fox, and charged into the water, aiming straight at the body of the Qiang Fish.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

A burnt smell came along with it. Taking advantage of the momentum, Yang Fan's sword slashed across her mouth with a crushing force. It cut straight through her stomach, causing bright red blood to spread on the surface of the pool.

In the same way, Yang Fan first smacked the other one out of the water, then killed it.

"Phew." Yang Fan let out a long sigh of relief as he looked at the Sharp Mouth Fish floating on the surface of the water. It seemed like he didn't need to worry about the food he would be eating for the next few days.

The environment here was not bad, and it was suitable for cultivation. I'll break through that barrier in one go!

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On the huge rock under the waterfall, Yang Fan was cultivating with his legs crossed while enduring the huge impact from the water current. At this moment, he didn't seem to be affected by anything else and his eyes were closed.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and his body trembled. He took a step forward and floated above the water. With him as the center, the spirit energy gathered and the water surface began to spin.

"Bang!"

Yang Fan threw a punch, and the surface of the pool was immediately affected by the force, creating a huge water curtain.

Golden spiritual energy wrapped around him, and a faint blue light could be seen within it. His body swayed from left to right as his bones creaked. A Houtian eighth stage aura burst out, but it was quickly pushed back to the Houtian fifth stage.

"Haha, another breakthrough in three days. This trip is indeed a wise decision." Yang Fan was very confident in his own cultivation speed, and he was also very hardworking. After constantly polishing it, his parents both had good blood. As the saying goes, a tiger father does not have a dog son, so as long as one worked hard, there would definitely be gains.

It was not a martial skill that borrowed spirit energy, but rather one that relied on the functions of the body. It was a martial skill that used the potential strength of the body, and it had an extremely strong explosive power. It was recorded that it could allow a person to reach the ethereal state for a short period of time before erupting with a type of Qi, allowing them to transcend when they had reached the peak. This was the ultimate skill in Sword Force.

Taking out his long sword, Yang Fan planned on reaching the entry level of Asura in one go. Since it's only been seven days since he left, Ling'er shouldn't be too worried. Concentrating his thoughts, he twisted his wrist, and a sword appeared in his eyes. Looking at the pouring waterfall and the endless streams of water, a gleam flashed across his eyes as he swung his sword.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes … The sword looked ordinary and didn't contain even the slightest bit of spiritual energy, but there was an invisible force within it. This was sword energy; if Yang Fan's current condition was seen by an expert swordsman, he would definitely be taken aback.

This was the initial stage of Sword Force. At his age, it was already rare for him to even be able to enter the realm, much less the initial stage. He was definitely a sword genius, and his comprehension in the way of the sword could be said to be superb. It could be said that it was a rare occurrence in a thousand years, and countless great sects and sects would try to take him in as their disciple.

This was the first time he had overdrawn his physical strength, and his pale face looked as if he had just suffered a serious illness. Fortunately, he had the elixirs and was able to recover the physical strength he had expended, otherwise, under such circumstances, it would be difficult to recover overnight.

The next day, he swung out sword after sword, nearly two thousand slashes. After swinging, he could no longer stand and had fallen onto the surface of the water with a loud bang.

The little fox naturally didn't know why Yang Fan was so desperate, but she knew that this human in front of her was not someone that could be looked down upon. After breaking through to the eighth level of the Postnatal realm, she could clearly feel the aura around him growing stronger and stronger. If he were to fight him now, he would probably be suppressed very quickly. Thankfully, the smelly Yang Fan wasn't that bad. As long as he could keep his eyes open and act cute, he would be able to convince him.

"Hehe, from now on, this is Little Flame's exclusive skill." As the little fox thought about this, it closed its eyes again. There were all kinds of spirit medicines in the surroundings, and there was even a Blood Ginseng in its mouth. It had a satisfied expression on its face, but it did not know that Yang Fan's heart had already been riddled with holes because of her.

On the third day, Yang Fan was already able to execute 2500 sword strikes. Not only that, he could still withstand them. Each of the following sword strikes was a test. Yang Fan could sense that as long as he executed 3000 sword strikes, he would be able to grasp an elementary mastery of Asura.

On the fourth day, Yang Fan had already neared the level of three thousand sword strikes. Every sword strike he made exhausted all his strength, as though he was being forcibly pulled out. However, Yang Fan still managed to persevere.

"One Sword Asura!" A loud shout came from under the waterfall, accompanied by a loud explosion.