For the next two full days and two nights, Xiang Nan continued to fight north and south, constantly intercepting and killing Tianxuanzong disciples on the Plain of Ten Thousand Beasts.
For Tianxuanzong, Xiang Nan had no mercy at all.
He vowed to seek revenge from Xuan Qingzhu, and vowed to turn into a nightmare that could not be erased in Tianxuanzong's heart!
In fact, in the Plain of Ten Thousand Beasts, he really did this.
In the past two days, more than a hundred disciples of Tianxuanzong died at the hands of Xiang Nan.
For a while, the disciples of Tianxuanzong who were still lingering in the Plain of Ten Thousand Beasts all regarded Xiang Nan as a bloodthirsty madman!
Whenever Xiang Nan appears, the first thing they do is run for their lives desperately! Flee in all directions!
There will always be people who will die, and there will always be disciples who flee to other directions and survive.
These people even gave Xiang Nan a nickname.
Sword Demon!
Because no one knew Xiang Nan's origin, only that he was always carrying a huge knife, and his physical strength was even more terrifying than that of a half-demon.
The word sword demon is the fear in the hearts of the disciples of Tianxuanzong, and it is the shadow that will wake them up from their dreams.
On the third day, at dawn.
Xiang Nan was resting on a tree. The past few days of fighting had exhausted him physically and mentally. He wanted to seize any precious time to recover his physical and mental strength.
"It seems that the golden body is not broken, it really is the nemesis of the half-demon body." Mengdie was cooking a pot of porridge with a bonfire.
Xiang Nan stretched his waist, and said: "But I also discovered that although the Tianxuanzong disciples here have good talents, they are definitely not the geniuses of the first echelon in the Tianxuanzong, or even the second echelon. "
"Well, that's for sure." Mengdie said: "A master can be cultivated, but a martial arts genius is born, and each one is very precious."
"Even if it is as strong as Tianxuanzong, it is impossible to be stupid enough to send precious martial arts wizards into the magic sea to take risks. Those people will be the backbone of Tianxuanzong in the future."
"I think..." Xiang Nan pondered for a moment: "The body of a half-demon is related to the talent of a warrior. In the past two days, I have killed many half-demon disciples of the same type, such as half tigers."
"Some half-tigers only have four times the physical strength, but some half-tigers have about five times the strength. The difference is not insignificant."
"It's hard to imagine, if the soul of the ancient monster falls into the hands of the geniuses of the second echelon, or even the first echelon, what kind of amazing effect it will have."
"Maybe at that time, my Suzaku power is not enough."
Mengdie thought for a while, and hurriedly said: "You Haotian Empire, don't you have a famous Haoran fire pool?"
"Huh?" Xiang Nan's heart moved, and he quickly asked, "Where is it?"
Mengdie smiled and said: "You are from the Haotian Empire, and you don't know as much as I do. Speaking of Haoran Huochi, it has something to do with your Haoran Sect."
After Mengdie introduced Xiang Nan, he found out.
The Haoran Fire Pool is a sacred place for body training belonging to the Haotian royal family. When Emperor Haotian wanted to build a super powerful body training fire pool for his descendants, he invited Haoran's patriarch, Old Man Tiandao, to assist him.
I heard that the Haoran Fire Pond is extremely precious, and only the Haotian royal family is eligible to enter it for body training, and it's not just a random entry, every member of the royal family is only allowed to enter once a year.
Other than the royal family, other people can also go in for body training, but they must be people who have made great contributions to the Haotian Empire, or their descendants.
"Tsk." Xiang Nan shook his head: "I'm not a descendant of the royal family, how could I enter Haoran Fire Pool."
"That's true." Mengdie pondered, and said: "Unless you have made merit to Emperor Haotian, but last time you defeated the disciple of Tianxuanzong in the Twelve Schools Joint Examination, it should be considered a great achievement, right?"
"Maybe, if I can return to the Haoran School alive, I will ask my master to see if I can get the qualification to enter the Haoran Fire Pool to practice once."
That's what he said, but Xiang Nan knew in his heart that this possibility was very slim. If the Haotian royal family really wanted to reward themselves, then they should show something after the entrance exam.
But in fact, no.
"Do you think Dong Wushang and the others have entered the Plain of Ten Thousand Beasts?" Xiang Nan asked.
Mengdie thought for a while, and said: "Probably not yet, if Mo Ruo was just herself, she might have come long ago."
"But the 'hell' on the upper level is very dangerous. I think Mo Rushi might stay and wait for Dong Wushang. Only her tricks can protect Dong Wushang from going through that level smoothly."
"By the way, I almost forgot." Xiang Nan took out a large piece of dragon skin from the ring, and said, "When I was in the cave, I helped you refine a set of earth-grade mid-level armor."
The skin of the flood dragon is very thick, but after being refined by refining means, it is as thin as silk, and the whole is black. Although the skin of the flood dragon does not have dragon scales, it already has a faint dragon scale pattern.
Those patterns are slightly lighter in color and translucent, which looks very sexy at first glance.
It's just that Xiang Nan grabbed the refined dragon's skin, but felt embarrassed, and said: "Well... I don't know your size yet, this dragon's skin must be made to fit snugly. Not quite perfect."
Tight fit is best, if the gap is too large, once flames are encountered, the flame may still get in through the gap.
Mengdie chuckled, she took off her coat and spread her arms: "Just measure it with your hands."
Xiang Nan only felt that his face was hot, and hurriedly turned his eyes away, and said awkwardly: "Don't you know, just tell me directly."
"I don't know." Mengdie tilted her head and looked at Xiang Nan slyly.
Xiang Nan hastily tilted his head to dodge, but Mengdie tilted his head even more, and kept following Xiang Nan's gaze.
She deliberately teased Xiang Nan, thinking it was very interesting.
This upright man, who slashes madmen with swords, always behaves like an uncivilized boy when facing matters between men and women.
When Xiang Nanna killed the enemy, there was a huge contrast with his current blushing appearance, which made Mengdie feel more interesting.
"Come on, you can measure it for me." Mengdie covered her mouth and snickered: "How many times have we experienced life and death disasters together, but you dare not even look at my body?"
"Then... how can it be the same." Xiang Nan coughed dryly twice: "It's different, it's not the same at all."
Mengdie smiled and said, "Hey, I don't even think it matters. What are you afraid of, let alone... ah! Behind!"
Xiang Nan reacted very quickly. When Mengdie suddenly called out, he was already holding a giant knife, and he turned around and slashed with the knife!
The giant tree behind him was neatly cut in two, but there was no enemy that Xiang Nan expected.
"No, no, it's the pages!" Mengdie waved her hands anxiously: "Treetops! Over there, the pages are flying!"
Xiang Nan hurriedly looked up, and saw a page flapping its little wings and fleeing into the distance.
"Little bird, come back for me!" Xiang Nan was overjoyed.
With a whoosh, the bird turned into a dotted line and flew out. A few seconds later, it flew back with the page in its mouth.
"It's amazing!" Mengdie said in surprise: "Since Xiaoque drank the blood of the flood dragon, her speed has become much faster."
"Give it to me." Xiang Nan was also very happy, and stretched out his right hand to Xiaoque.
The little sparrow tilted its head with the page in its mouth, and pointed at itself with the tip of its wing.
"Give it to me!" Xiang Nan said.
Xiaoque didn't listen, and continued to point at herself.
"Okay, I've convinced you." Xiang Nan couldn't laugh or cry: "You are amazing, you are the best bird in the world, without you, I can't do anything by myself."
The little bird was delighted to hear it, and then put the page in Xiang Nan's hand.
In the end, Xiang Nan suffered a brain collapse.