After bathing and changing clothes, after a brief rest, Ye Chenfeng adjusted his state to the best, took out the white jade Chiyang pill he won from the Qiankun bag, and swallowed it into his stomach.
The White Jade Chiyang Pill melted in his mouth, but before Ye Chenfeng could react, the scorching hot energy poured into his body along his throat like a rushing river, pouring into his meridians.
The strength of this energy was beyond his imagination, and it opened up all the meridians in his body in an instant, causing him to suffer great pain.
"As expected of an eighth-grade elixir, the potency contained in it is even stronger than that of the Millennium Blood Ginseng King."
Suffering from the pain, Ye Chenfeng clenched his teeth, running the Soul Devouring Art over and over again, refining the energy released by the White Jade Chiyang Pill, increasing the power of Qi and blood, and tempering the body.
As the hot energy released by the White Jade Chiyang Pill increased, Ye Chenfeng felt as if he had fallen into the stove and was ignited. The blood oozing from his pores had already dyed him into a bloody man.
And his delicate face was also distorted at this moment, and clearly visible cracks continued to crack on the surface of his skin.
At this time, Ye Chenfeng showed unprecedented endurance, sitting cross-legged on the blood bed motionless like an old monk in meditation, enduring the painful torture.
Under the impact of the scorching energy formed by Baiyu Chiyang Dan, the meridians of his whole body expanded rapidly, and tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the meridians.
However, the crack in the meridian had just appeared, and it was immediately repaired by the Soul Eater, and between the tearing and the repair, the meridian of Ye Chenfeng's body slowly expanded.
The meridians continued to expand, and the absorption speed of his body was also slowly increasing. Gradually, Ye Chenfeng felt that the burning sensation in his body was getting lighter and lighter, and the blood in his body was getting thicker, and he let out a long sigh of relief.
Just when Ye Chenfeng was hiding in the room, trying his best to refine the White Jade Chiyang Pill to improve his strength, Xiong He and Kang Song, who were injured by Ye Chenfeng and lost all face, were in a courtyard with a pleasant view in the east of Tianhuo Martial Mansion. , bowed slightly, and stood respectfully in the courtyard.
And in front of them, stood a young man wearing a white robe, with a stalwart figure, well-defined and deep facial features, giving people a wild and unruly feeling.
This man's name is Shentu Heng, he is the top genius of the Shentu family, he broke through to the level of beast general at the age of 21, and he is also the tenth master in the Tianhuo martial arts list.
"I see, you go down to recuperate." After hearing what the two said, Shen Tuheng didn't have any expression on his face, and waved his hands lightly, saying impatiently.
"Yes, Young Master Heng."
Seeing that Shen Tuheng didn't lose his temper and that Xiong He was restless, Kang Song secretly heaved a sigh of relief and left quickly.
"What two useless trash."
Watching the backs of the two of them leaving, Shen Tuxue came out of the back room and said angrily.
"It's not that they are useless, but that Ye Chenfeng is not easy." Shen Tuheng said in a flat voice: "I remember you told me that he was not your opponent a day ago, but in just one day, he defeated Xiong Crane and Kang Song teamed up, this is not something ordinary people can do."
"It should be because he refined those pills and forcibly increased his strength, otherwise he would never be so powerful." Shen Tuxue said unconvinced.
"Anyway, this person should not be underestimated. If we can't build a good relationship with him, then we must not let him grow up, otherwise he will be a serious problem for our Shentu family." eyes, said.
"Third Brother, why don't you take action against him, or ask Second Brother to take action against him, and let that kid know how powerful our Shentu family is." Shen Tuxue urged.
"If he is not stupid, he will not accept my challenge, so we have to wait for a chance, a chance that will make him never stand up again, but before that, I will give him a chance first." Shen Tuheng's eyes revealed With a gloomy look, he said in a low voice.
At the same time, when the disciples of the Shangguan family learned about Ye Chenfeng's powerful defeat of Xiong He and Kang Song, they were also in shock, planning a plan to deal with Ye Chenfeng.
Just when Ye Chenfeng became a thorn in the side of the disciples of the two ancient martial arts families, he finally fully absorbed the medicinal power of the White Jade Chiyang Pill.
A surge of blood energy burst out from his body like wolf smoke, and surged up to the roof.
If the entire courtyard was not covered by formations, the energy and blood gushing out of Ye Chenfeng's body would be enough to pierce the roof.
Qi and blood are like wolf smoke, this is the characteristic performance of the second level of meat refining realm of Liumai Shengang.
Supplementing 100% of the power of Qi and blood, Ye Chenfeng's physical strength has risen in a straight line. The pure physical strength has reached 15,000 catties, and his own strength has also increased by a large margin.
If it weren't for Ye Chenfeng's fear of unstable foundation, his efforts to suppress his realm, and his continuous absorption of blood coral and white jade red sun pills, he would have already broken through to the second-level Phantom Beast Master realm.
His strength improved again. Ye Chenfeng didn't rush to take Jiuqu Lingdan or Earth Spirit Pill, and practice the third level of viscera refining realm of Liumai Shengang. Instead, he left the courtyard where he lived and went to Shenbing Pavilion, ready to choose the suitable Spirit weapon, enhance strength.
Chapter 64 Mysterious Broken Sword, Invincible Sword Power
"It's a terrible killing spirit."
Walking into the Shenbing Pavilion built with special metal materials, Ye Chenfeng saw all kinds of spiritual weapons hanging on the huge walls of the Shenbing Pavilion, and a fierce and murderous aura was released from these spiritual weapons , making the pores of his whole body stand erect.
Due to the high value of the spiritual weapons in the Shenbing Pavilion, the disciples of Tianhuo Wufu prefer to use low-grade soul crystals for cultivation, so there is only one white-haired old man lying on a rocking chair in the Shenbing Pavilion, as if sleeping.
"What weapon is more suitable for me?"
Looking at the huge wall of weapons, Ye Chenfeng, who has been relying on strength to defend against the enemy with his bare hands, fell into deep thought.
The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, with exquisite sword moves and fierce attacks, it is loved by most people, but it is not easy to practice the sword to a very high level.
The knife opens and closes wide, and it carries an indomitable arrogance when attacking, but it lacks the invincible vigor and sharpness.
The stick has both offense and defense, but its destructive power is insufficient, and its lethality is far inferior to the spear of the king of a hundred soldiers.
In addition, Ye Chenfeng cultivated the six-veined God Gang, and his strong physical strength is more suitable for heavy weapons, so Ye Chenfeng feels that guns are more suitable as his future weapons.
Just as Ye Chenfeng kept scanning back and forth on the huge wall of weapons, looking for a heavy gun that suits him, a broken sword with half of its body broken and placed in an inconspicuous corner attracted him. attention.
The reason why Ye Chenfeng was attracted by this broken broken sword was because when Ye Chenfeng looked at the broken sword, the God-eating Brain in his mind had an inexplicable reaction.
"Is there something extraordinary about this broken sword?"
Ye Chenfeng frowned, and came to the white-haired elder guarding the Shenbing Pavilion, and asked, "I don't know the value of this broken sword, is it made by Tianhuo Wufu?"
"This broken sword is worth a thousand low-grade soul crystals. As for its origin and grade, I don't know." The white-haired old man lying on the rocking chair slowly opened his eyes and said calmly.