In the endless mountains behind, dense trees block the strong sunlight, and the lake next to the steep mountains sparkles.
"drink!"
The young man's hands condensed the true energy into a blade, glowing with a strange red light. It was a full meter long, from the wide at the back to the thin at the front, giving people a sense of sharpness; when jumping into the air, he could jump up to
Height of three or four meters is already the limit for young people.
The blades condensed from the true energy of both hands came together to form a two-meter-long red glow, which hit the surface of the pool. Suddenly, the water surface was violently shaken by the young man's combat skills.
stand up.
"簌猌!!"
The water surface split from the middle of the blade. The power of the blade was far more than that. The further it slashed, the water surface became higher and higher.
"boom!"
The water on both sides was more than one meter high, like a water dragon emerging from a cage, roaring towards the sky. When the red blade disappeared in the water, all the water fell down, and then returned to its former calm.
"It's so cool!" Fenghan looked up to the sky and felt the water droplets falling on his face and body.
It has been ten days. After finishing his work every day, he would come to the back mountain to practice the machete. At this moment, he has achieved great success. He firmly believes that with his current first-level psychic strength and the two-star combat skill of the machete, he will not be able to use the machete.
Ten moves will definitely kill Feng Er.
The power of the machete in the move just now was so fierce that it directly cut the water surface more than one meter high.
After the wind and cold cooled down, he thought again: "Huh, it's been ten days and the young master hasn't done anything to me yet. It seems that Feng Er hasn't told me yet. Don't worry. The more Feng Er delays, the more he will treat me."
It’s good, I always feel like I’m about to make a breakthrough these days.”
As Mr. Luo said a few days ago, if you just practice blindly, your strength will not improve too quickly. Only by experiencing life and death can you grow and your strength will also improve accordingly. Feng Han also feels very good.
It makes sense, but as a servant, how can I go out for a few months or even a year? It seems that I have to terminate the relationship as a servant for the Feng family.
But once it's time to cancel, hey, it's really hard to handle because of my status.
Feng Han frowned. Since he was able to practice, his character has become much more mature. He doesn't want to be a servant all his life. The outside world is prosperous and beautiful. Since divine objects like the Key of Justice automatically recognize him as their owner, it is proof.
If he wants to create a new world, he can't just live his life in this dull town.
"Hey, don't think about anything else first. You should seize the time to practice. Don't waste every minute or second."
Looking up at the sun at noon, the wind is cold along the way down the mountain. After returning to Feng's house, after lunch, the day's work has been completed. While I have time, why not go out for a walk. The servants can go out every day.
Take an hour to do some personal matters of your own.
Feng Han walked out of the back door and looked at the endless long street. There were not many pedestrians on the street, because this was the back street of Fenghuo Town, and the most prosperous thing in Fenghuo Town was the pipeline.
I walked around the alley again and again, and finally walked out of the back street and came to the pipe. There were people bustling with people, and there were street stalls on both sides selling everything.
"I sell cooking cakes. They are delicious and fragrant."
"Sweet hot dumplings, one spirit coin."
"Candied haws on a stick, selling candied haws on a stick, just made candied haws on a stick."
In the psychic continent, the most common ones are spirit coins.
Feng Han also had some money. He liked to eat candied haws the most. I remember when he was just demoted to a servant, he went out on the street and bought candied haws whenever he saw it. Unfortunately, he didn’t have a penny on him. When he was a young master, he always bought candied haws.
A servant or a maid bought it for him, but after he became a servant, because of his small stature, he could not finish a day's work, let alone make money.
He could only watch as the bunches of candied haws were sold out. Until now, he ate two or three bunches every month. With a smile on his face, he walked towards the candied haws seller and asked with a smile: "
Boss, how much does a bunch of these candied haws with filling cost?"
The boss looked at Fenghan, who was wearing linen and had patches on his body. He knew he was from a poor family, so he smiled and said, "One spiritual coin for a string."
"Okay, give me a bunch." After taking a bunch of stuffed candied haws, he took out two spiritual coins from his arms and handed them to the boss. When the candied haws seller saw it, he hurriedly said: "You gave me more, it's a bunch of candied haws."
A spiritual coin."
Feng Han looked at the boss, smiled slightly, and said: "I often eat it, usually a bunch is two spiritual coins. You are also a poor person, selling candied haws all day long to support your family."
After the boss heard what Feng Han said, he smiled sheepishly. The poor would never be considerate to the poor. The rich would be considerate to the poor. This is an eternal law. Feng Han was eating candied haws while walking towards the center of the street.
go.
Today he went out not for fun, but for something important. He still needed a handy weapon. According to Mr. Luo, since he has learned how to open a machete, he should buy an attack glove. That way, the true energy can be condensed into
The strength of the machete will be stronger.
After saving his savings for a year, Feng Han thought he could buy a weapon like iron gloves.
Arriving at the intersection of Center Street, there were many cultivators on the street, but their strength was much stronger than Feng Han. Just as he was about to turn out, Mr. Luo's voice came from the Key of Justice:
"Boy, there is a strong man directly opposite you."
"Strong?" Feng Han looked up. The only eye-catching person on the street was a middle-aged man in gray clothes. There was a one-eyed dog beside him. His ferocious expression frightened many passers-by.
Feng Han quickly asked Mr. Luo: "Mr. Luo, how strong is this person?"
"At least a first-grade spirit king. The flaming wolf next to him is a fifth-level combat monster."
"Uh... that dare isn't a dog. No wonder it looks so ferocious. It turns out to be a fifth-level monster. This man is as powerful as the Spirit King. He's so strong." At this moment, the man in gray and the flaming wolf
, walked past Fenghan.
Because Feng Han kept staring at the man in gray, the man in gray became aware of it and turned to look at him. Suddenly, a powerful mental force made Feng Han's mind go blank. He took a few steps back. Fortunately, the key to justice
He quickly interfered, so that Fenghan didn't have much trouble.
The fifth-level flaming wolf glared at Feng Han even more ferociously. As long as the man in gray gave the order, he would immediately kill Feng Han.
But at this moment, the man in gray snorted coldly: "Boy, using mental power to investigate is a kind of disrespect, you know?"
"I got it." Feng Han used his mental power to look at the man in gray just now, and then the man in gray found out and taught him a lesson. However, if Feng Han didn't have the protection of the Key of Justice, at the moment when his brain went blank, he would probably
Become a fool.
Seeing the man in gray leave, Mr. Luo angrily lectured Feng Han: "You boy, you are only a first-class psychic, but you used your mental power to spy on the Spirit King who is several levels higher than you. Boy, if it weren't for the protection of the Key of Justice, you
You have already become a fool."
Feng Han was startled when he heard this. He lowered his head and looked at the key of justice on his chest. At the same time, he also understood what it means to be strong. In front of the man in gray, he didn't even have the intention to resist. It was really scary. Just wipe his forehead.
Sweat looked at the man in gray who had disappeared into the crowd, and then walked towards the weapons store.
A weapons store named Hao Zai Lai is an industry belonging to the Huo family, and the Huo family is one of the two major families in Fenghuo City that keeps pace with the Feng family.
Feng Han walked in. When the boss saw Feng Han, he greeted him with a smile: "Sir, what type of weapons do you want to buy? Our shop has swords and sticks."
"Boss, do you have any boxing gloves in your store?" Feng Han looked around as soon as he came in. He didn't find any boxing gloves hanging on the wall, so he asked the store owner.
When the boss heard this, he thought about it and said to Feng Han: "Yes, of course, sir, come with me."
The boss brought Feng Han to the inner hall. There were weapons hanging on the walls. Feng Han was dazzled by the sight. The boss took a pair of black boxing gloves from the wall and introduced to Feng Han: "Sir, this is made of ink stone.
The gloves are much better than those iron weapons outside."
Taking the glove, Feng Han looked at it carefully. There were steel spikes on the glove, which were sharpened. He took it to his hand and punched to test its power. Feng Han smiled and said: "It's really good, boss, how much does this glove cost?"
money?"
Boss: "Fifty spirit coins!"
"It's too expensive. Fifty spirit coins. If it's cheaper, I'll take it." Feng Han only has fifty spirit coins. If he gives it, he will eat and drink whatever he wants in the future.
After hearing this, the boss thought about it and said, "Sir, how about making it cheaper for you, forty-five spiritual coins?"
"No, it's still too expensive. Although it's made of ink stone, it's not that expensive. Why not just give it 40 spirit coins. If you don't buy it, then I'll turn around and leave."
"Forty spirit coins,..." After thinking about it, the boss nodded in agreement: "Forty is forty, anyway, some practitioners don't use gloves very much."
Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Feng Han bought the gloves, put them on his hands and made a few gestures, then said to himself: "From now on, I will ask you to kill, haha." When he returned to Feng's house, the sky was already dark.
When it got dark, Feng Han returned to the hut. He was going to attack the second-grade psychic tonight.
In the dim night, a figure walked from the room. The person's footsteps were in panic, and he looked back and forth. Feng Er, who was wearing a scarf and a military uniform, didn't know what he was going to do in the dark.
After passing through the layers of protective courtyards, he came to a two-story villa. After looking at the villa, Feng Er began to think about it. He had been feeling uneasy these past few days. He always felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind.
But regarding Feng Han, he was really shocked. The loser who couldn't practice was actually able to practice.
As the second young master's henchman, I thought it was necessary to tell him, but when I thought about what Fenghan said that day, I didn't dare to do anything about it.
Tonight, he finally figured it out. The second young master was stronger than Feng Han, and he was also a member of the family. Although Feng Han was said to be able to practice now, his strength was only a first-level psychic, and he had humiliated him like that. Thinking of this
, Feng Er snorted angrily: "It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to take revenge!"
Finally stepped into this two -story small courtyard and saw that the lights inside the house were not extinguished, and quickly knocked on the door: "Master, it's my wind 2."