"No change! Leave ten beads of hundred-year-old medicinal herbs as compensation for your provocation to me, otherwise I don't mind killing you and taking all your belongings! After killing Haoming with a sword, Yang Feng was relieved and said in an arrogant tone.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Seeing that Yang Feng looked like he was settling on a few of his own, the man in prison clothes led by Yang Feng was amused, and with a roar, he carried a sharp long sword, turned into an afterimage, and pounced on Yang Feng's body.

At the same time, the other four prisoner uniforms were not idle, let alone polite to Yang Feng, they all shouted softly, took the sharp long sword in their hands, turned into an afterimage, and pounced on Yang Feng's body.

Suddenly, I saw five big men in prison uniform, from five directions, like five sharp arrows, with the whistling wind and sharp edges, stabbing straight towards Yang Feng's body.

"Tempest Sword Technique!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng snorted lightly, his body moved suddenly, disappeared in place like lightning, and took the initiative to meet the prisoner-uniformed man led by him, and the stainless steel long sword in his hand fell towards his body.

In the face of Yang Feng's stainless steel long sword attack, the big man in prison uniform, who knew that the steel long sword was sharp, did not dare to make a hard connection, and his body flashed rapidly, trying to avoid the attack of the steel long sword.

It's just that the Tempest Sword Technique is extremely exquisite, and after Yang Feng displayed the Tempest Sword Technique, the stainless steel long sword in his hand seemed to have spirituality, sealing all the hiding space of the prisoner Han, so that he had to raise the sharp long sword in his hand to meet the stainless steel long sword.

Bang!

With a crisp sound of metal colliding, the stainless steel long sword with a sharp edge, like a knife cutting tofu, will cut off the sharp long sword in the hand of the first prisoner man, and the remaining momentum will fall on the waist of the leader of the prison man, and will directly cut the first prisoner man in two.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng's figure flashed rapidly, and he met another prisoner-uniformed man, the stainless steel long sword in his hand with an incomparably sharp edge, like a knife cutting tofu, cut off the sharp longsword in the hand of another prisoner-uniformed man, and slashed through his waist, cutting it in half, becoming a broken corpse.

After Yang Feng killed two prisoner men in a row, the other three prisoner clothes men approached Yang Feng's body, and three sharp long swords stabbed at Yang Feng's body from three directions, looking like they wanted to stab three holes in Yang Feng's body.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng shouted lightly, the exquisite moves of the Wind Sword Technique unfolded, his body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the stainless steel long sword in his hand with an extremely sharp edge, lightning slashed through the wrists of the three prisoners in prison clothes, and cut off the hands of the three prisoners holding swords, making them let out a terrible scream.

"Run!"

I don't know if it was the big man in prison clothes who reacted first, screamed, covered Qi Gen's broken wrist, turned around and fled into the distance.

The other two men in prison uniforms reacted to the screams of their companions, and they all grabbed their severed wrists and fled into the distance.

The three prisoner uniforms were all fourth-layer martial artists, they ran desperately, the speed was fast, and they escaped in three directions, Yang Feng could only catch up with one at most, and simply stopped chasing.

"The news that I have the Blood Spirit Fruit on my body will come soon, and it will definitely attract a lot of peeps, I must improve my strength as soon as possible!" After briefly cleaning the battlefield and putting away more than ten beads of century-old medicinal materials, Yang Feng secretly thought in his heart.

In the early morning of the second day, on a big tree hugged by several people, Yang Feng quietly leaned on a thick branch.

"With the Tempest Sword Technique and the Stainless Steel Long Sword, my combat power has skyrocketed several times, and I should be able to easily slay the fierce beasts of the third layer of the day after tomorrow and get more points!" Yang Feng thought silently in his heart.

In Yang Feng's silent thoughts, a white light included Yang Feng's soul and entered the trial space.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The roar of the fierce beast sounded in the trial space, and the wild wolves with the strength of the third layer of the day after tomorrow opened a pair of green eyes, let out an angry wolf howl, opened their mouths wide, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, and their sharp claws flashed with cold cold light under the sunlight, and their bodies turned into afterimages, and they rushed straight towards Yang Feng's body.

"Good come, Tempest Swordsmanship!"

Looking at the wild wolves coming from all directions, Yang Feng snorted lightly, and the stainless steel long sword in his hand swung out, and the stainless steel long sword in his hand slashed through the bodies of the wild wolves with an extremely sharp edge, cutting the wild wolves in two.

It's just that the number of wild wolves seems to be endless, and they launched crazy attacks on Yang Feng one after another, which greatly increased Yang Feng's pressure, the strength in his body was rapidly lost, and the movements in his hands became slower and slower.

A quarter of an hour later, a wild wolf broke through Yang Feng's defenses, and its sharp claws grabbed Yang Feng's back fiercely, tearing off a large piece of meat from Yang Feng's back.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, the wild wolves broke through Yang Feng's defenses, pounced on Yang Feng's body, tore Yang Feng to pieces, turned into a little white light, and disappeared into the trial space.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

Yang Feng held his head in his hands and let out a terrible scream, and the intense pain made Yang Feng's forehead covered with fine sweat, and his face was distorted.

"Taling, what's going on, why does my head hurt so much!" Yang Feng endured the sharp pain in his head and asked loudly with anger on his face.

"Host, you died in the trial space, and your soul was slightly damaged, this is how your soul reacts in reality when it is slightly damaged, and for your safety, you will not be able to enter the trial space for three days!" Taling replied in a mechanical voice.

"Ta Ling, exchange me for a Quenching Pill!" Yang Feng, whose head was not in pain, glanced at his points, and silently said in his heart, and a marble-sized pill appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Quenching Pill: Low-level Quenching Pill, suitable for acquired martial artists, one hundred points."

"This is the Quenching Pill, it looks pretty good!"

Yang Feng glanced at the marble-sized Quenching Pill in his hand, chuckled, swallowed the Quenching Pill, and a warm current flowed in his body, dissipating into his limbs and bones, and a trace of internal strength was born in his dantian.

"This is internal strength?"

Feeling a trace of internal strength in the dantian, Yang Feng let out a sigh of surprise, mobilized the trace of internal strength in the dantian, made it appear on its fist, and then smashed it towards the thick branches.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, Yang Feng's fist slammed into the thick branch, leaving a deep fist mark on the branch.

"Yes, with internal strength, my combat power has doubled!" Looking at the fist marks on the branches, Yang Feng muttered softly with a smile on his face.