Chapter 27 Tiger-Skin Python

"Just this thing?" Ye Feng was quite curious. Si Tu Reading.\nＣＯＭ

How could a blacksmith not be able to flatten a broken iron rod? He reached out and found that the short iron rod was really heavy, almost more than 200 pounds, obviously not ordinary iron.

But this weight was nothing to Ye Feng.

He fiddled with it for a while and it was quite smooth. He nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, I'll take it. This thing can kill people just by hitting it. Here's the silver. Take it."

"Then I've made a lot of money." Zhao Daniu next to him smiled silently with a big mouth, stretched out his rough palm and took it.

"Maybe you've lost a lot. I think this stick is not an ordinary thing." Ye Feng, holding the iron rod, left the blacksmith shop and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Soon there was a rhythmic sound of iron hammering...

The second time he entered the Great Black Forest, Ye Feng also had a general understanding of some of the situations.

The ten-mile radius from the entrance is the edge area. The beasts in this area pose no threat to Ye Feng. The area from ten to thirty miles is the periphery, where you can encounter yellow-grade low-grade monsters such as the flame tiger. As for the area beyond thirty miles, it should be considered the inner area, where the probability of monsters appearing is much higher, and there may even be powerful monsters of medium or higher grade.

The middle-grade monsters are not something Ye Feng can easily deal with at present.

However, at this stage, the effect of yellow-grade middle- and low-grade spiritual medicines on Ye Feng is getting smaller and smaller, and the probability of obtaining high-grade spiritual medicines in the edge and even the outer areas is terrible. Ye Feng, who wants to be stronger, has slowly entered the interior of the Great Black Forest.

At this moment, in the dark mountains, he is dormant in a jungle, his eyes fixed on the front.

In the deep pool of the mountain stream not far ahead, there is a giant tiger-skin python with shining scales. The giant python is seven or eight feet long, with a small horn about an inch on its head, which has reached the level of a monster.

On the cliff beside the pool, there is a green spiritual grass with precious light, like mist. You can smell a strong essence from a distance. The breath is refreshing. Taking a breath can make people feel refreshed. It has the magical effect of improving the soul.

Ye Feng was attracted by this grass.

As soon as the Eternal Evergreen Vein felt the breath of this spiritual grass, it exuded a kind of hunger and thirst. Although he didn't know this spiritual grass, Ye Feng also understood that the one that could make the Eternal Evergreen Vein so throbbing must be of the upper grade of the yellow grade.

Even higher.

"This spiritual grass seems to be able to improve the ability of the soul. I must get it." Ye Feng, who was dormant, showed heat in his eyes, staring at the spiritual grass tightly, and his right hand tightly grasped the three-foot-long short iron stick.

If it weren't for the tiger-skinned giant python guarding here, he would have taken action long ago.

Giant python-like monsters are difficult to deal with. They are powerful, resilient, and often poisonous. Once they are entangled, it is very troublesome.

Ye Feng is only in the middle stage of the blood exchange realm now. Facing this monster that is seven or eight feet long, it is difficult to kill it with one blow.

So, he is waiting for an opportunity.

Monsters of large size are generally very active. This wait took most of the day.

He waited from day to the top of the moon.

As night fell, a full moon appeared in the night sky. Then, the tiger-skinned giant python raised its head to face the full moon and slowly inhaled and exhaled essence.

The biggest difference between monsters and wild beasts is that monsters can practice, inhale and exhaled the essence of the sun and the moon, temper their bodies, and slowly advance.

At this moment, it is facing the sky, absorbing strands of moonlight essence into its body.

"The lower-grade yellow-level monsters are much stronger than humans. We human warriors must advance to the innate realm before we can use the energy of heaven and earth to practice, but monsters can do this at the lower-grade yellow level."

Ye Feng was a little surprised.

This was the first time he saw a monster practicing.

The speed of swallowing and spitting out the essence of energy of a low-level monster like the tiger-skinned giant python is certainly not as fast as that of a warrior at the innate level, but the life span of a monster is far longer than that of a human. In this way, it is difficult to say who is stronger between humans and monsters.

The moon was in the middle of the sky. At first, the tiger-skinned giant python was a little alert and occasionally opened its eyes to look around, but at this moment, it was obviously completely in a state of practice.

Ye Feng hadn't seen it open its eyes for an incense stick of time, and the mist-like essence of energy entering its huge mouth was getting thicker and thicker.

"It's about time."

Ye Feng's eyes flashed, his feet paused, and the whole person suddenly pounced on the giant python with its head raised in front of him like a sharp arrow.

The fourth move of the King of Beasts Fist, "Crane Spreads Wings", is followed by the fifth move, "Tiger Descends the Mountain".

After advancing to the middle stage of blood exchange, Ye Feng has mastered the first five punches of the King of Beasts Fist, and the first three moves have reached the realm of minor success.

Swish!

One step of ten feet.

A dull sound rang out, and the black short stick in his hand, like a meteor chasing the moon, smashed into the head of the giant python.

Sensing the changes in the surrounding vitality, the tiger-skinned giant python, who was immersed in cultivation, suddenly flashed his eyes, revealing a trace of blood.

Whoosh!

The python's tail counterattacked, tearing the air like an iron whip, making a hissing sound.

The tiger-skinned python's tail was covered with hook-shaped poisonous stingers, shining with black light. Once hit, even if it was not beaten into pieces, it would be poisoned.

But when its tail was pulled up, the short iron stick in Ye Feng's hand, which was shining with black light, had hit the top of the python first. Thousands of pounds of explosive power were poured into the heavy iron stick, smashing the short horns on its head into its head.

Puff!

A short sound that made people's teeth itch sounded, and the giant python's huge head fell down in a bloody mess. Its iron tail, which was pulled out, also lost its power as its essence dissipated.

Ye Feng moved his right hand, and pulled out another stick with a "click". Blood splashed, and the tiger-skinned python was completely motionless.

"This stick is so powerful! With my strength, I can kill the yellow-level low-grade monster with one blow."

While happy, Ye Feng was secretly surprised. He raised the short iron stick in his hand and looked at it. Under the moonlight, the black short stick had nothing special about it, and it was no different from an ordinary iron rod.

But this weight and power are definitely not as simple as ordinary iron.

After taking a look at the dead tiger-skinned giant python, Ye Feng shook the iron rod and picked up the horn on the giant python's forehead and put it into the bag. Then he observed the surroundings and made sure there was no danger. Then he jumped onto the cliff and picked the spiritual grass of obviously high grade.

The spiritual grass was green and dripping, emitting a brilliant light under the moonlight, with a fragrant smell and a strong breath, which shocked Ye Feng's mind.

It was obviously a spiritual grass that could warm the spirit, which was very rare.

The Eternal Green Vein had released a lot of suction. After a while, the precious light of the spiritual grass disappeared. Although it still looked green, it actually had no medicinal properties.