Chapter 931： Fengtong Sword

When the crisis came, Lin Feng naturally had to figure out how to deal with it in advance. WWWW.SUIMENG.lā. . !

Because Lin Feng didn't know much about the Lawrence family, he made an important decision after searching the information network of the Xiao family.

"Flying sword! It seems that you are going to finish tempering ahead of time. Let those foreign devils, taste your edge!"

To summon the flying sword, Lin Feng's purpose was very simple, to finish tempering the flying sword in advance. Originally, according to the normal tempering process, it would take Lin Feng at least five days before the Feijian could be used normally.

But now that time is not allowed, Lin Feng doesn't know when those foreign devils will be killed. Therefore, Lin Feng could only adopt a special method to'spend' some price and successfully temper the flying sword in advance.

"It's a pity that I don't have enough supply of spiritual energy, otherwise, I don't need to use this blood refining method."

Looking at the flying sword that had almost opened its sharp edge, Lin Feng was cruel and cut his finger directly with the blade of the sword, letting his blood drip onto his face.

Zi Zi Zi...

Fei Jian let out a sound of excitement, and greedily began the blood of Yunxi Lin Feng.

"Feijian, it seems that you are still a bloodthirsty sword. Okay! That being the case, I will let you **** enough of my Lin Feng's blood today."

With that, Lin Feng gritted his teeth and opened a blood hole in his big ‘leg’ and ‘flower’, still greedily ‘sucking’ his own blood with the flying sword.

One minute passed!

Five minutes passed!

Lin Feng's face turned pale, and he didn't know how much blood in his body was absorbed by Feijian. However, what he could see was that as Feijian absorbed more and more blood, the light became more and more vigorous.

"Okay! It will be done soon. I knew I should eat a little fatter. Maybe the blood would be a little bit more."

For seven full minutes, Lin Feng estimated that he had lost almost normal blood in his body. If it were an ordinary person, such a large amount of bloodthirsty might have already died.

However, Lin Feng is a cultivator, and his blood is not the most important part of his body. Therefore, losing a lot of blood just made Lin Feng's face paler, and his body's strength was slightly worse.

However, within Lin Feng's dantian, that billowing vitality supported his new purchase, ensuring that his life would not be threatened.

"Fortunately, Feijian, if you are more greedy, as long as the blood in my body is less than one-half, you really will be killed by you."

In the end, Lin Feng smiled with the already tempered flying sword in his hand, it was a painstaking effort at last!

"Through this method of blood refining, although it is harmful to my body, it can make Feijian more'sexual' and match my spiritual sense. In this way, when killing the enemy, Naturally will be more flexible..."

Lin Feng's spiritual sense moved, and as expected, the flying sword hummed, dancing like Lin Feng's arm.

The sharp sword light flashed with blood, Lin Feng jumped, jumped the flying sword, and then flew directly towards the window of the room.

Huhu...

At night, the wind rustled high in the sky, Lin Feng stepped on the flying sword he made, so he flew several hundred meters high, and then raised it further, and looked down, the black area below can only be seen vaguely. Some architectural lights.

However, these buildings have become smaller and smaller in Lin Feng's eyes.

"Wow! That's great! This feeling of being able to control flying into the sky, isn't it the flying dream I had when I was a child? I really didn't expect that one day, I actually realized it."

Like many ordinary children, when Lin Feng was young, he dreamed that one day he could ‘plug’ his wings and soar into the blue sky like a bird, where he wanted to go.

Unfortunately, after Lin Feng grew up, he knew that this might be an impossible dream. To fly into the sky, you can only take a huge plane, and you can only follow a certain flight route, and the pilot can control the direction. There is no big difference from taking an ordinary car or train.

But today is different. Lin Feng's Royal Sword flew into the sky, really flying into the sky on his own strength. As long as you have enough vitality, you want to fly where you want to fly, as free as a bird.

"Haha! It's great, worthy of being a flying sword. Today, I, Lin Feng, successfully tempered you. You are my first flying sword, Lin Feng, and sister Tongtong helped me refine it together, calling you Feng Tong Jian! In the future, follow me, and you will be full of blood! Let's kill him without leaving a piece..."

Soaring in the blue sky, Lin Feng was naturally in a good mood, and immediately named the first flying sword that was refined as Fengtong Sword.

Five hundred meters!

Eight hundred meters!

One thousand meters...

Controlling the Fengtong sword, Lin Feng kept flying. He wanted to see what his current limit was and how high he could fly.

However, it is a pity that when he flew to an altitude of about one kilometer, he already felt a strenuous gravitational force, and the strong wind of the college entrance examination, which was simply not what his current cultivation base could overcome.

"Gangfeng! Strange, why does a gong wind appear at an altitude of more than a kilometer? If an airplane is flying in the sky, would you encounter such a gong wind?"

Dangerously avoiding a high-altitude wind, Lin Feng hurriedly lowered the height.

In order to save the vitality in the pubic area After Lin Feng slipped a few laps, he took advantage of the ‘color’ of the night to return to his bedroom and put away the Fengtong sword.

"My current cultivation base is still too low, I can only fly to an altitude of about one kilometer. I can no longer control the Fengtong Sword, but this is enough. Moreover, the Fengtong Sword is the flying sword of the cultivator. Cut iron like mud, as long as I am within the scope of my spiritual sense, I can take people's heads unexpectedly, those Russian foreign devils, just come! Take your grandfather Lin Feng's sword..."

With the Fengtong Sword, Lin Fengxin's pressure was immediately reduced. Not to mention using the flying sword to fly into the air is an excellent means of escape. It is the sharpness and speed of the flying sword, and can even get ordinary pistol bullets.

Lin Feng can not only kill enemies with flying swords like ordinary swords, but also rely on spiritual sense swords to kill enemies. In this way, no matter how powerful a warrior, no matter how powerful a weapon, Lin Feng can face it calmly. Coped.

The night was getting deeper, and the few cloud marks that Lin Feng had just drawn in the sky while flying his sword in the sky gradually disappeared.

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