"Fuck, it's really tempting, it's simply a crime." Fang Yan looked at the charming alternative binding art, Tian Tian's lips were a little dry. He was not the kind of person who would go to a woman when he saw her. He cursed in his heart and then said. "Although it's very tempting, I can't hold it in, but I still said that I can't be interested in torn shoes."

"Hmph, a coward who has no courage, you claim to be a man, and you dare not touch anyone who comes to your door." Seeing Fang Yan's gradually rising fire gradually fading, and his eyes like stars returned to their bright colors, Wang Yan couldn't help but snort coldly.

"I've talked a little bit nonsense. You'd better think about whether that slut Wang Yanran would send someone to save you. If they weren't fooled, you would have to blame your beauty for being weak." Fang Yan sneered, turned around and untied the rope behind him.

Fang Yan was like a little chicken holding a chick, and he picked up Wang Yan without any mercy. He jumped with his feet and disappeared between the treetops.

Fang Yan couldn't wait in this place forever. There are many wealth left by his ancestors in this sword tomb space. If you don't explore it well, you'd be a little sorry for the sword tomb trial that has only been launched once every three years.

When Fang Yan mentioned it, Wang Yan struggled for a moment, then gave up and stared at Fang Yan's evil handsome face. When he recalled the previous scene, Wang Yan felt a little scared. He was really too bold before. If Fang Yan couldn't control himself and broke his virginity that he had been for more than 20 years, it would be...

However, what surprised Wang Yan the most was that with her appearance and her previous sexual behavior, Fang Yan was indifferent. She even began to doubt whether this guy was a man. She was so calm and calm in the face of beauty.

Fang Yan held Wang Yan in one hand, as if he was holding air, and his body movements were not affected at all. After a moment, Fang Yan stopped and stood on the treetops. From time to time, waves of roars of monsters came from his ears.

Now, Fang Yan seized many spoils from Wang Yong and Gao Jie and others, and found many first and second-level spiritual herbs on them, and there were two third-level spiritual herbs. With the exceptional exchange appendix system attached to the Immortal World system, Fang Yan exchanged them all for the mechanic point value used for cultivation, leaving only the two third-level spiritual herbs for spare.

There is no need to worry about the mechanics used for cultivation, but the proficiency of the Water Shadow Sword still needs to be strengthened. Every day, I only increase my proficiency by fifty or sixty, which is just a drop in the bucket. I don’t know when I will enter the level of a master.

Fang Yan discovered that when he was fighting, the proficiency of Shuiying increased rapidly, twice as fast as he practiced normally. He knew that the realm perception of this world and the legendary epiphany were also helpful to his proficiency.

In the sixth level of Qi training period, he fought against Gao Jin, who was at the eighth level of Qi training period or even the ninth level of Qi training period, and he was still a little weak with Wang Yanran. Fang Yanran. If possible, he would only fight with them head-on when his cultivation level entered the seventh level of Qi training. What he had to do now is to use the practice point value to improve his cultivation and to disrupt the strength of the Gao Wang family.

Fighting is one of the best ways to improve your strength.

Fang Yan ignored Wang Yan's murderous gaze and tied him to a thick tree stud. He lowered his head, smelled the faint body fragrance from the other party, and whispered to him: "The strength of these monsters around him is equivalent to that of the early-stage monsters in the seventh level of Qi training. If you want to die, you can scream for help!"

Wang Yan immediately stopped hearing this and felt the roars around her. She knew that what Fang Yan said was not false. This had entered the depths of the sword tomb space, and there were some powerful monsters everywhere. For the sake of her life, she could only shut up with tactfulness.

Fang Yan held the sword, his figure shot out like an arrow, and instantly disappeared from Wang Yan's sight.

Watching Fang Yan leave, a complex look flashed in Wang Yan's beautiful eyes. At this moment, Wang Yan's mind also changed slightly. Fang Yan was probably at the sixth level of Qi training. Thinking of this, Wang Yan laughed repeatedly, although she didn't know what adventure Fang Yan had in this sword tomb space, and her cultivation level broke through the third level one after another. The actions in front of her were enough to show that the skyrocketing strength had made him overconfident, and even reached a point of arrogance, he actually dared to challenge the third level of the Qi training stage alone, which was simply seeking death.

"roar!"

The roars of monsters around him became louder and louder. Wang Yan even imagined that Fang Yan was smashed into pieces by monsters, and his eyes returned to his former glory, and a hint of pleasure flashed in his beautiful eyes. It would be best if such a scumbag died.

As time went on, Fang Yan had not returned yet, and the roar of the beast became weaker and weaker. Wang Yan felt that the possibility of Fang Yan's death in the hands of the monster was getting bigger and bigger, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious. He was only a few days later that he laughed at the sky three times. Fang Yan, the useless person who killed thousands of swords, finally died.

An hour later, a steady and powerful footsteps gradually sounded in the distance.

Hearing the footsteps, Wang Yan's heart sank. He raised his eyes and looked at Fang Yan in an instant. He looked at the appearance of Fang Yan in disbelief.

"You are not dead?" Wang Yan murmured to herself, and a pungent smell of blood rushed towards her. She forgot the pain from the naked part of her hand being strangled by the vines, and looked shocked.

Fang Yan slowly walked out of the forest, looked at Wang Yan with a surprised face, shrugged, and chuckled, "I disappointed you, I'm not dead yet! It's you, I missed the best time to escape."

Originally, Fang Yan didn't want to come back. He fought with monsters. The progress of the Water Shadow Sword can be described as a thousand miles a day, and his proficiency increased rapidly. The best training is actual combat. The more than one hour he fought with monsters was equivalent to his practice for two days in the past. In one hour, the Water Shadow Sword increased by one hundred. He had already practiced this Water Shadow Sword and could initially exert some of its due power.

Because he was worried that Wang Yan would die and break his plan, he came back to take a look. Unexpectedly, the woman wanted to escape, and the rope was almost broken by her. If he came back for a while later, Wang Yan might have successfully escaped.

Wang Yan was disobedient and tried to escape. Fang Yan's face turned cold and he was about to teach her a lesson, but at this moment, the mutation suddenly broke out. Fang Yan didn't know how many monsters he had killed. The strong choking smell of blood on his body attracted the nearby monsters. He saw a huge black shadow pounced towards Wang Yan.

"A villain, seeking death." The huge black shadow rushed over, Fang Yan shouted loudly, and the Bengshan Fist was used violently, and a huge fist shadow hit the black shadow.

"Bang." With a loud bang, the huge black shadow flew backwards. Fang Yanjiui, swung his sword and stabbed it, bringing up a water curtain. With a sound of "Wow!", the hot blood spilled on the ground, and a black shadow fell heavily on the ground, less than two feet away from Wang Yan, splashing dust all over the ground.

When the dust dissipated, Wang Yan's eyes opened slightly. When her eyes touched the huge black shadow's true face, she couldn't help but exclaim: "The third-level long-haired and spotted tiger."

The long-haired and spotted tiger, the early-stage monster of the third-level monster, awakened the bloodline of the ancient tiger ancestor. It was two feet long and looked like a tiger. There were two sharp fangs on the corner of the mouth. The fangs were seeped with metal-like light, which looked very sharp. The most especially the long hair on its body, which was cast like steel, penetrated with black and white markings.
Chapter completed!