Fantasy: My Nine-Life Fate With The Empress

"I'll chop!!"

Raising the sword straight down, the middle-grade yellow sword instantly left a blood mark on the tiger's body.

"Roar!!"

But it also inspired its bloody nature.

With an angry roar, he opened his mouth and shot out a light wave condensed by yellow demon power.

"Don't talk about martial ethics!!"

Xiao Hao shouted in surprise and was instantly knocked away.

When he hit a tree and came to rest, his chest was scorched black and he was dying.

Seeing the opportunity, the tiger pounced forward, but its body seemed to be powerless in mid-air.

Then there was a pop, and a thin mark appeared in the middle of the ferocious tiger's face, and then it split into two halves.

The mountain-like tiger was split open from head to tail with a single knife, and the cuts were extremely neat.

And behind the middle where its body parted, a handsome man with long flowing hair was slowly revealed, who was putting away his sword.

It was Wang Feng.

"Disciple, you are so talented that you can't get any better even if you try to jump up the ranks."

"You still need to gain more combat experience."

Wang Feng put away the knife and taunted Xiao Hao. He walked up to Xiao Hao and sent him gentle spiritual power to help him recover from his injuries.

Although he knew that he could not defeat the tiger no matter what, it was already good to be able to hurt the tiger.

But ridicule is still indispensable.

Soon, the black, scorched, and scarred areas on Xiao Hao's chest were restored to their original state by Wang Feng's spiritual power.

Although using spiritual power to recover from serious injuries cannot be restored.

But Wang Feng can still recover from injuries that crush the enemy's realm.

Xiao Hao, who had recovered a little, gritted his teeth and shook his dizzy head before speaking with difficulty: "Master, have you ever singled out such a big tiger like this before?"

Wang Feng easily answered the cheap disciple's question: "I have never singled out a male tiger, but I have fought eight times against a female tiger who is much better than this one!"

"It's a battle of life and death every time."

Xiao Hao's innocent eyes showed no doubt in shock and he said: "Really!? Master, you are too awesome!"

"Then who won in the end?"

"Is this...Master wins now."

Xiao Hao thought Wang Feng had to fight nine times before deciding the winner.

In the end, the master won, and this precious master was so awesome.

He really had to thank the fortune teller.

Although he had the intention of finding someone to support him at that time, it is no longer the case.

Now he truly recognized Wang Feng as his master. Who wouldn't want to worship such a strong master?

"Stop talking about this, now train your physical fitness to resist this tiger!"

Wang Feng saw that Xiao Hao's injury had recovered, so he walked over and threw the mountain-like tiger towards Xiao Hao.

Xiao Hao watched the two halves of the tiger flying over and hurriedly caught them, one half in each hand.

At the fifth level of Body Tempering, he could still withstand it, but it was a bit difficult.

They have traveled countless distances in the past ten days, and have visited many cities, villages, and towns.

And they are now rushing in one direction, and that is the Little Sword Sect.

A very low-key name, but he is the strongest sword sect in the Dongyang Dynasty.

What Xiao Hao didn't know was that his precious master planned to awaken his physique as soon as he got near the Little Sword Sect.

Then throw him inside to practice.

Wang Feng is too lazy to take someone with him all the time. He doesn't even have the resources.

There is no time to take him with him, so I just found a sect to give him.

His Sun Sword Body is more than enough to enter the Sword Sect, but the Sword Sect is in Zhongzhou, which is a bit far away.

The two of them kept walking until night, and Wang Feng found a mountain cave.

Three strokes, five divisions and two strokes eliminated the monsters inside, and they also moved in.

Taking out the fire sticks he had made in the past few days and lighting the fire, Xiao Hao also threw the tiger on his shoulder to the ground.

"You should practice according to the skills I gave you. Unfortunately, the master doesn't have an emperor-level sword technique for you to learn."

Wang Feng said while throwing firewood into the fire.

He has never drawn an Emperor-level sword technique before. It should be said that the Emperor-level skills he has drawn are very little.

Apart from the Chaos Hegemonic Body Technique, there is only the last emperor-level technique called the Five Spirits Emperor Technique.

It is an emperor-level technique with five elements attributes, but it must be practiced by those with the five spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

"Master, I am very satisfied with being able to practice."

Xiao Hao didn't know what the concept of emperor level was, he just practiced the holy level skills mentioned by his master.

That holy-level Kung Fu book is called Heaven-Breaking Sword Jue, which already makes him very satisfied.

At first he was so shocked that he was speechless when he heard the word "Potian".

The idea of ​​breaking the sky was something he couldn't even imagine.

"When you reach the quasi-emperor level, you must create your own kung fu, otherwise you will be a loser. My apprentice cannot have a loser, do you understand?"

I can just be a loser and practice the systematic exercises, but the apprentice cannot be a loser, Wang Feng said silently in his heart.

"Well! I will definitely live up to Master's expectations."

Wang Feng carried the two halves of the giant tiger outside, took out the infinite water bottle and started cleaning it.

With the unlimited water kettle, you don’t have to worry about not having enough water.

The time seems very long, but in fact it is very short.

In the blink of an eye, the giant tiger had been eaten by them, and about three days had passed.

These days, the body of this giant tiger has been preserved with spiritual power.

"Disciple, protect me. Master wants to refine the white tiger essence and blood."

Wang Feng watched Xiao Hao move a huge stone to block the entrance of the cave, and then sat aside and looked around.

It's good to have a cheap apprentice. You can let him do anything. This is the meaning of having an apprentice.

Wang Feng took out the white tiger essence and blood from the spirit transformation realm and looked at it in the cave illuminated by the fire.

The exterior is protected by something amber-like.

There is flowing blood inside, and looking at the drop of blood inside makes people feel depressed.

Click!

Wang Feng threw it into his mouth and chewed it up like a jelly bean.

It melts in the mouth, and a stream of essence and blood with a light smell of blood flows down the throat and runs through the body.

Wang Feng's entire body began to become visibly red and hot, and smoke was faintly emitted.

Xiao Hao didn't dare to disturb Wang Feng when he saw this scene. It should be the refining time that the master said.

He also became more alert.

But something can't suddenly pop out and disturb the master during his refining.

Wang Feng felt the intense heat inside his body.

The feeling is like a person who has never drank alcohol blowing down dozens of bottles of liquor in one go.

I almost vomited blood due to the stamina of the liquor.

However, Wang Feng had experienced this feeling countless times in his previous eight lives.

A wave of energy and blood passed, and the crackling sound began to come out of the body again.

This was the sound of bones being shattered and then reshaped by the drop of spirit-transforming white tiger blood essence.

The bones all over the body were broken and repaired again and again.

Even Wang Feng couldn't help but break out in bursts of sweat.

Not only did he feel pain now, his body was also warm.

In Xiao Hao's eyes, his master was already on fire.

I saw a blood-red flame igniting all over Wang Feng's body, rushing straight to the top of the cave wall.

This is a vision formed by Qi and blood.

With Wang Feng's current cultivation level, it was still a bit reluctant to absorb the essence and blood of the White Tiger who was several realms higher than him.

Wang Feng activated the Chaos Overlord Body Technique and began to refine it.

The energy and blood all over his body was also mobilized and began to circulate within his body.

It was daylight outside, but it was dark inside the cave, so there was a fire.

So it went on till night.

The second level of the spirit realm.

In the middle of the night, the third level of the spirit realm.

On the third day, the fourth level of the Spiritual Formation Realm.

On the sixth day, the fifth level of the Spiritual Formation Realm.

On the ninth day, the sixth level of the Spiritual Formation Realm was broken!