Chapter 931: Beacon Sword

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When the crisis came, Lin Feng naturally had to think of a way to deal with it in advance. WWW. SUIMENG. lā. . !

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

"Flying sword! Now it seems that you are going to finish tempering ahead of time. Let those foreign devils have a good taste of your edge!"

Summoning the flying sword, Lin Feng's purpose is very simple, it is to temper the flying sword ahead of time. Originally, according to the normal tempering process, it would take Lin Feng at least five days before Feijian could use it normally.

But now time is not allowed, and Lin Feng doesn't know when those foreign devils will kill them. Therefore, Lin Feng could only adopt a special method and spend some money to temper the Feijian successfully in advance.

"It's a pity that my spiritual energy supply is insufficient now, otherwise, there would be no need to use this method of refining blood."

Looking at the flying sword that was almost sharpened, Lin Feng cut his finger with the blade of the sword and let his blood drip on it.

Zizizi...

Feijian let out a sound of excitement, and greedily began to drink Lin Feng's blood from Yunxi.

"Fei Jian, it seems that you are still a bloodthirsty sword. Good! If that's the case, let you drink as much of my Lin Feng's blood today."

As he said that, Lin Feng gritted his teeth, and another gash opened on his thigh, 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 intense.

"Okay! It will be done soon. I should have gained weight if I knew it earlier. Maybe there will be more blood in that way."

For seven full minutes, Lin Feng reckoned that he had lost nearly half the amount of blood in his body. If it was an ordinary person, with such a large amount of bloodthirsty, I am afraid they would have already died.

but,

Lin Feng is a cultivator, and blood is not the most important part of his body. Therefore, the loss of a large amount of blood only made Lin Feng's face paler and his body strength slightly weakened.

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

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

In the end, Lin Feng smiled while holding the flying sword that had been tempered in his hand, he is a person who has worked hard and worked hard!

"Through this method of blood refinement, although my body has been damaged, it can make Feijian more humane and more compatible with my spiritual consciousness. In this way, when killing an enemy, Naturally, it will be more flexible..."

As soon as Lin Feng's spiritual consciousness moved, the flying sword made a buzzing sound, dancing like Lin Feng's arm.

The sharp sword glow flashed with blood, Lin Feng jumped up, jumped off the flying sword, and flew out directly towards the window of the room.

Hoo hoo...

The wind rustled at high altitude at night. Stepping on the flying sword he made, Lin Feng flew several hundred meters into the air, and then raised his height further. Looking down, he could only vaguely see the dark area below. Some building lights.

However, these buildings have become smaller and smaller in the eyes of Lin Feng, who is now a high-altitude man.

"Wow! That's great! Isn't this feeling of being able to control the flying blue sky a dream I had when I was a child? I really didn't expect that one day, I would actually realize it."

Like so many ordinary children, when Lin Feng was young, he also dreamed that one day he would be able to "plug" his wings, soar into the blue sky like a bird, and go wherever he wanted.

Unfortunately, when Lin Feng grew up, he realized that this dream was probably impossible to realize. To fly in the blue sky, you can only take a huge plane, and you can only follow a certain flight route, with the pilot controlling the direction, which is not much different from taking an ordinary car or train.

But today was different. Lin Feng Yujian flew into the sky, and he really flew into the sky by relying on his own strength. As long as you have enough vitality, you can fly wherever you want, and you can be as free as a bird.

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

Soaring in the blue sky, Lin Feng was naturally in a good mood, and immediately named the first flying sword he forged 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.

But it's a pity that when he flew to an altitude of about 1,000 meters, he already felt a strenuous force of gravity, and the strong wind of the college entrance examination was beyond his current cultivation.

"Gangfeng! Strange, why does a hurricane appear at a height of one thousand meters? If an airplane is flying in the sky, will it encounter such a gale?"

Narrowly dodging a high-altitude gale, Lin Feng hurriedly lowered his altitude.

In order to save the vitality in his dantian, after Lin Feng slipped around a few times, he took advantage of the night to return to his bedroom and put away the Fengtong sword.

"My current cultivation level is still too low, and I can only fly up to a height of about 1,000 meters. I can't control the Fengtong Sword anymore, but this is enough. Moreover, the Fengtong Sword is a flying sword for a cultivator. Cutting iron like mud, as long as it is within the scope of my spiritual knowledge, I can take people's heads by surprise, those Russian foreign devils, just come! Take your grandfather Lin Feng's sword..."

With the Fengtong Sword, the pressure on Lin Feng's heart immediately eased. Not to mention using the flying sword to jump into the air is an excellent means of escape, because of the sharpness and speed of the flying sword, it can even get ordinary pistol bullets.

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

The night gradually deepened, and the few cloud marks that Lin Feng drew in the sky just now when he was flying with his sword, gradually dissipated.

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