"You are looking for death, I will fight with you."
Yang Xiaobao's expression changed drastically and he became anxious instantly.
As soon as his body swayed, he was about to pounce to snatch the supernatural strain.
"Brother Yang, I found this supernatural strain, and I want to do research on it."
Zhao Feng looked calm and spoke calmly.
"You are too greedy." Yang Xiaobao hesitated, a little angry.
"In this way, each of us is half." Zhao Feng thought for a while and said slowly.
"good!"
Yang Xiaobao hesitated for a moment and nodded, but at this moment Yang Xiaobao reached up and grabbed the supernatural strain. At this time, Zhao Feng became so angry that he exploded.
Yang Xiaobao was knocked away by a palm, and the rocks nearby collapsed.
"asshole!"
Yang Xiaobao yelled and jumped angrily.
Originally, he returned because he was worried that Zhao Feng would rob him, but he never thought that Zhao Feng would actually fall out.
"Brother Yang, you forced me to do this."
Zhao Feng's eyes revealed a fierce light, his body suddenly straightened up, his muscles swelled, and his blood boiled, all of which was injected into his right arm.
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.
On Zhao Feng's right arm, the veins are knotted and protruding, like a snake.
What's even more terrifying is that his entire body is covered in red flames, exuding scorching heat.
Zhao Feng's eyes flashed with light, he clenched his right fist and punched it hard.
At this moment, Zhao Feng felt as if a giant mountain had fallen.
In an instant, a harsh roar exploded.
Cracks spread, and the entire cave was shaking.
Finally, a fine crack spread.
After a while, the entire cave collapsed and smoke filled the sky.
"Brother Yang!"
Zhao Feng was shocked.
He quickly walked into the ruins, searching for traces of Yang Xiaobao.
Suddenly, a embarrassed figure slowly walked out of the ruins.
It was Yang Xiaobao.
His hair was disheveled, his clothes were messy, full of dirt, and there were blood stains on his face, making him look miserable.
At this moment, Yang Xiaobao's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and he seemed to be in extreme pain.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth and stood up, insisting on walking towards Zhao Feng, "Brother Zhao, you have saved me several times, and I, Yang, owe you a favor. Today, I, Yang, am willing to give away the supernatural strain!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xiaobao took out the supernatural strain and handed it to Zhao Feng.
"What! You actually gave away the supernatural strain?"
Zhao Feng's eyes widened.
He didn't expect that Yang Xiaobao would be willing to give him the supernatural strain.
In fact, this was just a conspiracy, and Yang Xiaobao didn't want to give it to him.
However, Zhao Feng saved his life and was kind to him.
Therefore, he would rather give up the supernatural strain to repay the favor.
"Although this supernatural strain is precious, it is nothing compared with Brother Zhao's life..." Yang Xiaobao said seriously.
Zhao Feng felt warm in his heart and was suddenly moved.
He took a deep breath and took the supernatural strain. "Brother Yang, you and I got to know each other. If you have any difficulties in the future, just ask. I don't want the supernatural strain this time. I'll give it to you. I'm looking for it."
Zhao Feng solemnly promised.
"Haha, okay."
Yang Xiaobao laughed, feeling a little excited in his heart.
Involuntarily, Yang Xiaobao secretly felt lucky that he had arrived in time, otherwise the supernatural strain would have been taken by someone else.
"Zhao Feng, I want to practice in seclusion. During this time, you can guard the door for me."
With that said, Yang Xiaobao sat down cross-legged, took the supernatural strain, and began to refine it.
As a trace of spiritual mist rose, Zhao Feng began to operate the "Secret of Eternal Immortality".
Suddenly, blazing black flames erupted from Yang Xiaobao's body, burning the void.
Traces of black energy surrounded him, gradually converging into a ferocious demonic shadow.
The demonic shadow swallowed the spiritual mist and continued to grow.
Finally, the demonic shadow was completely condensed.
Suddenly, the demonic shadow roared and rushed towards Yang Xiaobao.
However, Yang Xiaobao threw out a punch.
The demonic shadow shattered and dissipated.
Yang Xiaobao raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of surprise.
The power of this demonic shadow has increased several times compared to before.
Yang Xiaobao obviously felt that his body had grown a lot.
He even felt that he could travel more than ten feet in one leap.
"What's going on?"
Yang Xiaobao frowned and carefully checked his physique, but no matter what, he couldn't guess the reason.
"Brother Yang, I will help you protect the law."
After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged and began to refine the supernatural strain.
The real energy in his body skyrocketed, increasing every minute and every second.
Suddenly, Zhao Feng opened his eyes.
Yang Xiaobao sensed that the huge energy contained in the supernatural strain was quickly integrated into his Dantian
Moreover, this energy is still rising.
"How is it possible...the energy contained in this supernatural strain exceeds that of ordinary supernatural strains by more than ten times."
Zhao Feng was inexplicably shocked.
"Haha, okay!"
Yang Xiaobao was overjoyed.
In this way, Yang Xiaobao's strength will soon increase.
He immediately took out a pill and threw it into his mouth.
"This is the magic medicine!"
Zhao Feng was taken aback.
This elixir is only used by warriors and is expensive. It is a third-grade body tempering elixir. After taking it, it can not only cleanse the marrow and cut bones, but also strengthen the body.
The price of this pill reaches hundreds of taels of silver.
"Since Brother Yang has given you the elixir, I will accept it."
Zhao Feng was not polite and accepted the elixir directly.
After all, he was injured and needed to recover.
"Brother Zhao, you need to rest first, and I will help you break through the bottleneck after I get out of seclusion." Yang Xiao