Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 201 Three Days of Hard Training (Fifth Change)

"Ben Lei Fist, a black-level middle-level martial skill, has overbearing power and fast speed. It can be used to comprehend the power of thunder and lightning. If it is practiced to the extreme, it can rival an earth-level martial skill."

"Burning Heaven Thunder Dragon Spear, a mysterious mid-level martial skill, powerful single-target attack, terrifying group attack, can comprehend the power of lightning and fire, practice it to the extreme, and can also rival earth-level martial skills."

"Wind and Thunder Step, a mysterious high-level movement martial skill. With one step, the wind and thunder move together. It is as nimble as the wind and as fast as lightning. It can comprehend the power of the wind and thunder at the same time. When it is practiced to the extreme, it can beat ordinary ground-level movement skills."

Looking at the introduction of the three martial arts, Zhao Letian smiled with satisfaction.

These three martial arts will be the reliance he will use to conquer the Canglang Kingdom in the future.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Just as Zhao Letian took out a long spear spiritual weapon and was about to practice martial arts, the sound of the flaming saber beetle suddenly came from the spirit beast bag on his waist.

"This little guy wants to come out and move, okay."

Zhao Letian was taken aback for a moment, and immediately sensed the thoughts of Lie Yan Dao Mantis, so he opened the spirit beast bag and released it.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Looking at the Flame Saber Mantis fluttering in the air, Zhao Letian couldn't help smiling bitterly. The hundreds of Saber Mantis he fed all blew up on the border battlefield, and now only the bare commander of the Flame Saber Mantis is left. Alone, it looks rather pitiful.

However, the good news is that after this period of non-stop feeding of pills, the Flaming Saber Mantis has quickly advanced to the fourth level of real martial arts, which is enough to kill ordinary people of the fifth level of true martial arts. Even a person at the sixth level of real martial arts can't do anything to it.

"With its current strength, it should come in handy in the battle against the Black Eagle tribe."

Zhao Letian pondered, and then let Lie Yan Dao Mantis fly to the holy river to relax.

In addition to the promotion of Lie Yan Dao Lang's cultivation base, Zhao Letian has gained other things during this period. For example, his fire power has also been promoted to the third level, which is the same as the wind power.

Also, he has been feeling recently that there is a restless strange power in the blood in his body. This power is not only silently improving his physique, but also strengthening his physical body. Even stronger.

The most important thing is that this strange power seems to be awakening, another powerful power sleeping in his blood, that power is even stronger, but it is difficult to wake up, it seems that there is still something missing.

"Is this the power of my blood?"

Zhao Letian thought to himself, the power sleeping in his blood should be the power of the blood that has been passed down for a long time by the Jin family.

What kind of power this is, he doesn't know, and he doesn't know why he couldn't sense this power until recently, but no matter what, he is looking forward to this power very much.

"Forget it, it's more important to practice martial arts first."

Zhao Letian put away his thoughts, held a long spear, and powerful power of true essence surged from his body.

"Sky Burning Thunder Dragon Spear."

The next moment, Zhao Letian let out a deep drink, and swung his spear at the surging river in front of him. Immediately, a shocking spear shadow, carrying thunder and lightning, pierced directly into the river, and for a moment, an electric arc under the surface of the water Flowing, flames billowing, the river instantly boiled.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, bursts of explosions sounded, and a ball-shaped thunder net rose from the surface of the water, filled with violent flames, which spread rapidly, setting off huge waves, and leveling the water surface of tens of feet.

"It's so powerful, but it's a pity that I only comprehended a little bit of the power of thunder and lightning, otherwise the power could be even stronger."

Zhao Letian's eyes lit up, and he was very satisfied with the power of this marksmanship.

"Wind and Thunder Step."

"Ben Thunder Fist."

The next moment, Zhao Letian let out a deep shout, his figure flickered, and turned into an extremely fast purple arc, rushing directly towards the holy river. The power of the wave is not much worse than that of Fu Moyin. In time, the power will become stronger.

……

Time flies, three days passed quickly.

During these three days, Zhao Letian has been practicing martial arts beside the holy river. When he was tired and sleepy, he took out a pot of Qingluo wine, drank it with his head back, and continued to practice.

Although it was only three days, he had already practiced these three martial arts to the point of Xiaocheng. Although the power was not as good as the martial arts he used originally, they were still good enough.

It is worth mentioning that because the three martial arts he cultivated can comprehend the power of thunder and lightning, so now his power of thunder and lightning has been upgraded to the second level, which has strengthened his strength a lot.

In addition, after this period of cultivation and breath adjustment, the depleted essence and blood in his body have basically recovered almost indistinguishable from each other, and then he only needs a little recuperation to fully recover.

What's more, his cultivation base has been promoted from the beginning of the fourth level of real martial arts to the point of minor success in the fourth level of real martial arts. He is more confident in facing the people of the seventh level of true martial arts.

The only problem is that during this period, the forces behind Naji Manli and others did not come to the Baihua Tribe to take revenge. This made Zhao Letian feel a bad premonition. Perhaps those people will follow the Black Eagle Tribe , Come to the Hundred Flowers Tribe together.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the refined puppets are in hand, I don't have to worry about another medium-sized tribe coming. Three days have passed, and it's time to go to the market to get things."

Zhao Letian thought in his heart, and then he cleaned up, turned into an electric arc, and went straight to the distant sky.

……

An hour later, Zhao Letian walked out from the blacksmith's shop of the big belly man with a satisfied smile on his face.

Before that, he had already been to other blacksmith shops, and all the things he asked those people to build had been completed, and both parties paid for the goods.

This strong man with a big belly naturally did not disappoint Zhao Letian, and he successfully completed the part of the parts he was responsible for.

"Guests go slowly."

A strong man with a big belly came out to send Zhao Letian off in person, with a smile on his tired face. Because he helped Zhao Letian build these parts, his crafting skills had improved a lot, and he had faintly touched the threshold of a second-class craftsman.

"No need to send."

Zhao Letian said without turning his head, from now on, he has nothing to do with these people, and will not have any contact with them again, so he doesn't care how these people treat him.

However, he didn't know that after he left, in order to obtain the complete puppet refining technique he gave, many tribes in the entire Shenghe River Basin centered on this market and set off a tragic battle that lasted for hundreds of years. There are many large tribes, all of which were exterminated by people, but in the end, no one has ever been able to gather the complete puppet refining technique. However, the craftsmen here, because of the part of the puppet refining technique that has been handed down, It has benefited a lot, and the overall refining level has improved a lot.

"The kid is leaving the market, get ready to do it."

"it is good."

Just as Zhao Letian was preparing to fly the imperial weapon and left the market, two figures in the dark corner locked him tightly.

(End of this chapter)