The hazy moonlight shrouded the earth, covering him with a faint layer of dissipation, giving people a strange hazy beauty.

Yang Shaohua sat cross-legged in the woodshed, his eyes closed, and spiritual power continued to flow out slowly from his body. From a distance, he looked like an immortal about to become an immortal, wrapped in white mist. Not long after, the closed eyes slowly opened and looked at the scroll beside him.

This scroll is "Crazy Demon Slash" taken out of the Tibetan Pavilion. However, since he cannot practice it at all, it makes him helpless. It is not that he cannot learn third-class martial arts. Some third-class martial arts can be learned even if they are first-class martial artists. However, the first few words of this book "Crazy Demon Slash" are that this book is extremely difficult and if you practice your strength, you must reach the fifth-class martial artist.

Seeing these words, Yang Shaohua suddenly felt a little urge to vomit blood, just like a mountain of gold placed in front of him, but there was no tool to mine. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head. However, he did not give up. Since the existence of gray eyes, his cultivation speed has reached another level. He believed that he could learn the martial arts of the breakthrough award in three months.

After thinking through all this, he immediately felt good and hid "Crazy Slash". There is a saying nowadays that one must be guarded against others. If that guy wants to kill him and steal this scroll, he will die miserably.

However, it is not to say that he does not have any skill in his hands now. In order to prevent him from going crazy, the old man in charge asked him to choose a scroll. He was very happy. It was correct to take out the scroll on his chest. This was the book "Qingfeng Knife" I saw before. Looking at these three words, Yang Shaohua began to study them excitedly.

Yang Shaohua was very satisfied with this martial arts book because he was with Hats every day, and he defined the martial arts he majored in on the sword technique. You should know that although "Qingfeng Knife" has not reached the third level, it would not be so hard to fight if he met the Yin Man Vajra.

Thinking of this, Yang Shaohua nodded with satisfaction and devoted himself to the research. The Qingfeng Sword is known for its elegance and strength. It can be opened and closed, and it is also wrapped with soft power. After practicing, a gust of sword wind forms on the blade, containing a powerful sense of power.

"Word and soft, the lethality of this Qingfeng Sword does not seem as simple as it is defined. If you really learn it, it should be no less than second-class advanced martial arts. However, it is not that easy to practice to a perfect level!"

Thinking of this, Yang Shaohua couldn't help but shake his head, but he was mentally prepared. For someone who had never been exposed to real martial arts, this difficulty was nothing, but when he thought of this, he became more and more energetic.

"cut!"

In the dense deep forest, Yang Shaohua stood on a giant tree, overlooking the earth, and a trace of blood could be seen vaguely from his body, and a burst of blood came from the air.

He looked down and there was a huge beast lying on the ground, and the blood was from those monsters. Since he broke through to the fourth grade, Yang Shaohua felt that the spiritual power in his body reached a saturation level, and it was even a little bit positive. Since he had no guidance from the teacher, he could not tell any of it. Moreover, this kind of life is not short, it took two months.

However, now he felt like he was about to break through. The spiritual power in his body was actually a little impatient. You should know that there is a world of difference between the fifth-grade martial artists. After reaching the fifth-grade, he can condense the power of the martial soul. The power of the martial soul is condensed in his body like a seed. To be precise, it is more like a container, allowing the spiritual power in his body to be dispersed everywhere.

Drops of blood dripped down from the hatchet. Yang Shaohua breathed deeply, jumped down from the giant tree, and looked at the beast in front of him, shook his head helplessly. Since he got the hatchet, the mountain has undergone some changes. Where originally there would not be wild beasts, there are now wild beasts that he has killed from time to time. This beast is the fifth he killed, but this is not without benefits, making him more powerful in actual combat.

After several days of fighting, Yang Shaohua found that a numb feeling was actually in his body. This feeling was straight into his bones. However, he didn't worry. He saw from some books that this was a sign of the condensation of the power of martial souls. However, if you want to give birth to the power of martial souls in your body, you must find someone to fight. It is very simple to find someone to fight in the entire Yang family, but he doesn't want to expose his strength too early. Fortunately, some changes have occurred in Qinglong Mountain these days, so you can find some wild beasts to attack.

When he first fought against these wild beasts, Yang Shaohua was still a little panicked because wild beasts were different from humans and did not talk about routines and even made people elusive. After two battles, Yang Shaohua became calm and no longer had the same panic as before.

"What sound?"

Yang Shaohua's ears moved slightly, then a solemn expression appeared on his face. His solemn steps up on the ground, shooting out like a cheetah, running away in the distance. However, he didn't leave much, his body stopped silently, his mouth slightly grinned, and he cursed in his heart that he was unlucky to get home.

A wild beast with a ferocious face rushed from afar. The monster was yellow and there were white clauses on its body, but its tail was indeed like a dragon. A huge snake head kept spitting its core at the end of its tail.

"Tiger!"

After seeing the beast's appearance, Yang Shaohua took a breath. Humang was an extremely ferocious beast with an extremely strong body. It could not hurt it with ordinary swords, guns and sticks. Moreover, he was not just a head, and it was extremely against it. After seeing the beast's appearance, Yang Shaohua immediately felt a little bit of retreat. Now he is no match for the beast at all.

But now he can't retreat just by wanting to retreat. Humang's blood-red eyes opened to him, opened his blood and touched his mouth, letting out a roar, and then walked over step by step.

"This is?"

However, at the moment when Humang moved, Yang Shaohua was slightly stunned, and then asked a faint fragrance that stunned his body. He hurriedly looked over. Behind Humang, there was a tree with a very strange appearance, and a fruit like a wolf's head grew on it.

"Damn it, it's the Soul Condensation Fruit?"

Yang Shaohua's eyes were immediately attracted by the fruit, and then he took a breath of cold air. Unexpectedly, he met the Soul Condensation Fruit here, and his luck was really great.

The Soul Condensing Fruit is a rare herb that can help people condense the power of martial souls in their bodies. Don’t underestimate this small fruit. It will take half a year for people with extremely high talent to condense the power of martial souls in one day, let alone those who are not talented. However, the Soul Condensing Fruit is a monster. After taking it, you can condense the seeds of martial souls within ten days. You can imagine the importance of this fruit.

And even if you don’t take it and buy it with money, the price of Soul Condensation Fruit is priceless. Some large families will make a fortune by slashing their heads and making them stronger.

However, with this unexpected discovery, Yang Shaohua stopped and thought about whether he wanted to take the risk.

Humang, who was standing beside him, saw the human in front of him and let out a low roar, as if telling him that this is its chassis, whether it is going to get out of here or become its food, and then shot towards Yang Shaohua.

After seeing Yang Shaohua, who was standing by, was just showing off his power. He knew the difference between the two and hurriedly retreated. A huge rock three or four meters in front of him was immediately shattered by the tiger, causing waves of dust to scatter.

Seeing the attack of Humang, Yang Shaohua kept thinking about it, and with a slight pace, he appeared behind Humang's back. Then he pulled out the hatchet from his waist and brought a gust of wind to chop him down. Humang felt pain and turned over and drove his attack more.

"This is terrible!"

Yang Shaohua looked at the ordinary hatchet in his hand, and his scalp suddenly became numb. He knew that he had underestimated the enemy, and he couldn't help but curse. At this time, the hatchet was already full of holes and there was a possibility of breaking at any time.

"roar!"

The roar of a tiger came from a distance, and then rushed towards Yang Shaohua. The tiger claws, which were like a thousand pounds, scratched directly at Yang Shaohua's chest.

Bang bang bang bang...

Seeing this, Yang Shaohua kept retreating and blocked the hatchet in front of his chest. However, the hatchet could not withstand the power of the tiger. After several attacks, it turned into scrap iron. However, at this time the attack of the demon tiger came again. Yang Shaohua did not dare to underestimate the enemy again. The gravel fist suddenly came out, and the fist, which was like a huge rock, directly faced the tiger's claws.

bump……

The two collided and made a low sound. Then two figures, one big and one small, flew backwards. Yang Shaohua broke a huge rock before stopping in a mess, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

However, at this moment, a numb feeling came from his body. This feeling made his body stiffen and even unable to move. Then an indescribable energy kept wandering in his body.

"The power of martial soul?"

Yang Shaohua's body was in a flash and cursed in his heart. How could the power of martial souls appear now? It's really a desire to die. At the moment when the power of martial souls is formed, his body will have a brief state of paralysis. If it's been fine for a long time, but it appears now, and it's at the critical moment of life and death. Thinking of this, he really wants to kill a piece of tofu.

The power of the martial soul continued to go along with his body, making him feel that the surroundings changed again, just like the gray eyes he had obtained.

"roar!"

The so-called extreme joy leads to sorrow, is it just him. After the tiger flew out, his scarlet eyes looked at the human in front of him, and then he felt a familiar feeling on him, and he suddenly felt a sense of retreat. However, when he saw the man standing there motionlessly, he immediately let out a low roar, his limbs suddenly stepped on the ground, and rushed towards Yang Shaohua quickly.

Feeling the smell of blood, Yang Shaohua raised his head with difficulty, his face changed again and again, and the bitterness in his heart could not be expressed.
Chapter completed!