The power of words is not as simple as imagined.

As Han Fan kept trying, he was also thinking about a problem. The power of words can be attacked and defended. In other words, when Han Fan wants to turn it into a shield to resist attacks, it will become substantial, but

Resist attacks from others.

When Han wants it to attack, it will become extremely powerful and destructive.

Han Fen had a conjecture in his mind. He condensed a magic ball with the power of words. The magic ball was suspended in the air. Han Fen's magic ball hit him. After contacting Han Fan, the magic ball turned into airflow and entered Han Fan's Dantian.

Unscathed.

Han Fen has roughly understood several characteristics of the power of words.

First: Its attack or defense is determined by the owner's will. When Han Fan wants it to attack, its characteristics will change to destruction. When Han Fan wants it to let go, its characteristics will change to power.

Convert to defense.

Second: The form of the power of words is not fixed, that is to say, it can become the gas flowing between the fingers, or it can become a destructive hammer.

Third: Han Fan's own power of words cannot cause harm to himself, even if he wants to commit suicide with the power of words, it will not work.

Han Fen kept trying various novel attack methods.

Stopping what he was doing, Han Fen went back to thinking. After a long while, he sighed, simply stopped forcing himself, got up and moved on.

The next time he encountered a red mosquito was two hours later. Han Fan watched helplessly as a third-order peak purple lizard was stung by red mosquitoes seven or eight times and died tragically on the spot.

After the lizard died, the red mosquito inserted the pointed tube again, and the pointed tube lit up with a faint red light. After a while, only a piece of skin was left of the purple lizard, which was hundreds of thousands of times larger than the red mosquito. The red mosquito had a feast

, left happily.

Han Fen walked out from behind the tree, checked the lizard skin, took out the cold light and chopped it, and a string of sparks lit up.

"Good guy." Han Fen sighed.

After some attempts, I found that only the power of words can cause damage to the lizard skin, and the cold light cannot break through its defense at all.

Putting away the lizard skin, Han Fen continued to move in the direction where the red mosquito flew away. Although he was usually easy-going, he was also good at remembering grudges.

Various plants kept appearing along the way, and Han Fen decided to leave if he didn't see any red mosquitoes if he went deeper.

After walking for a while, Han Fan was keenly aware of a vibration in the distance. Han Fan originally wanted to take a detour, but he was worried that if he took a detour, he would not be able to find the red mosquito at all. After some confusion, Han Fan decided to continue going straight.

The red mosquito almost killed me. A gentleman takes revenge as quickly as he can.

The world of cultivation is unpredictable. To the monks, the word "tomorrow" is just a blink of an eye, but it is also a natural chasm. You may die at some point. Revenge can be done in the morning.

Don't wait even at noon.

The vibrations became more and more obvious, and Han Fan had clearly sensed that it was coming from this direction. If his guess was correct, it should be a huge alien beast.

Han Fen also lost his temper and stopped where he was to recharge his batteries. I decided not to take a detour today.

As a giant tree fell down, Han Fen's consciousness could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.

It turned out to be a huge pink elephant charging towards me. It was quite powerful, but the pink color always made people feel that there was a huge gap.

This is like a fairy old man in a slightly white robe who stepped on a crane and suddenly farted after landing gracefully on the ground.

Under the induction of divine consciousness, the giant elephant is at the peak of the third level of cultivation. It seems that the basic strength of the peripheral beasts in this forest is roughly at this level.

The giant pink elephant seemed to be angered by something. When Han Fen's figure appeared in his sight, he ran straight into it.

Han Fen activated Jiu Xing Tian Xia and dodged sideways. The giant elephant knocked down a giant tree, turned around awkwardly, and charged again.

Han Fen did not use a sword. The power of words condensed into needle shapes, and hundreds of emerald green needles were shot towards the pink giant elephant.

The giant elephant's proboscis was swept away, and most of the fine needles were scattered. The remaining ones hit the giant elephant's hard skin and dissipated on their own. Of course, Han Fen knew this would be the result. With his current ability, he was still unable to control so many needles.

The individuals carry out their own attacks, but of course there is no problem in controlling two of them.

The two remaining thin needles suddenly changed direction and pierced the giant elephant's right eye.

"Roar." A deafening whine sounded, and along with the severe pain, the giant elephant fell into a mad dog state.

The giant elephant rushed forward with giant hooves, and Han Fan found that its speed was twice as fast as before.

Han Fan barely dodged the impact of the giant elephant. At this time, the giant elephant's long trunk swung at him. He had no time to dodge, and Han Fan was knocked away.

The severe pain caused by the violent impact between his back and the tree trunk made Han Fan almost faint. After falling to the ground, Han Fan felt dizzy, his chest was tight and he couldn't breathe, and his internal organs seemed to have been displaced.

Han Fen turned over and stood up, staring at the giant pink elephant, breathing slowly and deeply through his mouth and nose to relieve the pain.

As long as I endure this again, I will definitely feel cold.

When he stood up, Han Fan was not idle either. The power of words once again concentrated on the fine needle, and he repeated his old tricks.

The giant elephant charged in savagely. In its furious state, it just wanted to crush the humans in front of it into pulp.

After casting Needle Rain, Han Fen activated his triple shadow, leaving a false body under the tree, and his real body went behind the tree and fled backwards.

During the escape process, Han Fen did not forget to use his spiritual consciousness to sense the rain of needles and control one of them to pierce the giant elephant's other eye.

The giant tree saw itself knocking down that hateful human being before it completely lost its sight. Then, the human being turned into nothing...

Without vision, the next step became much easier. Han Fen continued to condense the power of words into needle shapes, specifically targeting the fragile and sensitive areas of the giant elephant.

Ears, nostrils, chrysanthemums. Finally, after the giant elephant moved the woods 300 meters away into a clearing, its life came to an end.

The giant elephant, covered in blood, launched its last charge. It raised its nose and roared, its voice full of unwillingness. It stopped midway through the charge. The giant elephant had no strength to support its body. Its thick forelimbs suddenly bent, and its whole body leaned forward, its head

It rubs the ground and due to inertia, it can stop after sliding for a certain distance.

The scene was in a mess. After a big battle, the broken limbs of giant trees were everywhere. Some were broken by the waist, and some were uprooted by their proboscis.

After resting for a while, Han Fan came to the giant elephant carcass. He was looking forward to searching its carcass. Suddenly, his hairs stood up and his eyebrows were restless. The feeling of danger was so strong that Han Fan had no time to dodge and hurriedly used the power of words to fill his body.

, focus on protecting the head.

The red shadow saw the emerald green light shining on Han Fan's body, and the figure that rushed over made a sharp turn and flew away from Han Fan's left side.

Han Fen also saw what it looked like, it was the red mosquito.

He was so angry that the power of words turned into threads and flew out. The red mosquito didn't try to escape. It seemed to be quite spiritual and knew how to think.

The silk thread suddenly turned into a sledgehammer after it got close to the red mosquito. The red mosquito didn't expect that the attack would change so quickly. He couldn't dodge and was hit hard.

Its body staggered and fell for a distance, and then regained its balance. The buzzing sound caused by the flapping of its wings was much louder than before. Han Fen speculated that the red mosquito must be angry.

I saw the wings of the red mosquito lighting up with red light, and it felt like a light slowly lighting up as it waved, getting brighter and brighter.

After the wings lit up red, Han Fen was shocked to find that the speed of the red mosquito had increased by a notch. If he had time to react in an emergency before, he really couldn't react this time.

Han Fen had a flash of inspiration. The sound of wind caused by the flapping wings of red mosquitoes inspired Han Fan. He sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. The power of words turned into a light mist that filled the surroundings. As Han Fen controlled his spiritual consciousness, the mist began to surround him quickly.

Han Fen began to spin.

As the rotation became faster and faster, the strong wind caused some branches outside the range to fly all over the sky. The power of words is closely related to Han Fen. As long as the red mosquito enters this range, Han Fan will notice it immediately.

The position, and secondly, the resistance of the wind will reduce the speed of the red mosquito.

And the most important thing is that as long as he detects the location of the red mosquito, Han Fen can immediately change the state of the text power.

Got it!

Through the induction of his spiritual consciousness, the path of the mist was indeed disrupted in one place. The red mosquito rushed into the storm circle, and his figure paused for a moment. Han Fen seized this opportunity and quickly rotated the words around him.

The power mist instantly transformed into dense needlepoints, tightly surrounding the red mosquitoes.

The red mosquito had never appreciated Han Fan's methods. In panic, it flew away in the opposite direction of Han Fan, hit the tip of the needle, and directly broke its body, with black and red blood beads oozing out.

Han Fan could only maintain his current state. So many needles consumed Han Fan's huge energy, and he could no longer take the initiative to attack.

Feeling the pain, the red mosquito became more and more anxious and hurriedly fled in another direction, this time towards Han Fan.

He still hit the tip of the needle and had a few more wounds on his body.

At this time, Han Fan had also reached his limit. Such an attack was too mentally draining, and his brain was already feeling dizzy. If the stalemate continued, he would be the first to fall.

The red mosquito suffered twice, so he kept his figure and stopped moving. This was the moment Han Fen was waiting for. The densely packed needles suddenly overlapped and condensed, turning into a dark-colored giant hammer with barbs on it.

Hitting the red mosquito in the air.

"Pa~" The red mosquito's body shattered with a sound, just like a mosquito killed by a slap in daily life.

Han Fen removed the power of his words, took a deep breath, and lay down.

The sweat on his forehead dripped down the sides of his ears onto the uneven land, and was absorbed by the soil and disappeared.

After a long time, Han Fen sat up. Regardless of the corpse of the giant elephant or the red mosquito, he started to use Jun Yu Jue to replenish the power of words in his Dantian to regain his energy.

Two hours later, when Han Fan opened his eyes, he was shocked again by the sight before him.

It was dark outside, and every tree in the forest lit up with a cyan light. The trunks had a lighter light, while the leaves and branches had a stronger light.

The strange flowers growing in the distance also lit up with various colors of light, and the whole forest was as bright as day. Han Fen tried his best to open his eyes as wide as possible and looked at them dreamily.
Chapter completed!