Swallowed Star

Chapter III Cultivation in Bloody

After lunch, Luo Feng put on the combat uniforms, and the eight-handed flying knife and two 9-series flying knives were carried on the outer knife pockets. The six-sided shield and the sword were carried, and Luo Feng left the warrior. Supply base.

Today, the sky is overcast.

"The weather is cool." Luo Feng did not pull the knife, so striding forward in the wilderness, the wilderness in front may be a good field in the past, but after decades, now it is full of weeds, Luo Feng found a weed The shorter roads are moving forward.

Wear cross-country land, walk quickly along the old highway for half an hour, and arrive at the county town of 0231.

"puff!"

Luo Feng cut the tail of a tiger puppies and took out the ribs into the backpack. From the supply base to the county, although it is only a hundred miles away, Luo Feng has killed more than ten ordinary beast-level monsters.

“There are free sparrings every day, and you can make money. Where can you find such a thing?” Luo Feng smiled and walked in a dilapidated residential area. There were many head monsters in this uninhabited community. Luo Feng looked up. I saw the figure of the monster on the third floor of a residential building in front.

"Formally start practicing!"

Luo Feng suddenly slammed into the ground, and the bang banged the cracks on the concrete floor, like a shell directly blasting to the balcony on the third floor.

The day of killing, start!

......

Time passed by, since Luo Feng has long been hiding in this county town 0231. A large number of monsters in this county have been ravaged. Luo Feng does not kill them directly like other warriors. Instead, they fight each other to let the monsters be sparring, and finally start again! Every time Luo Feng enters the supply base with important materials that are bulging a pack of monsters.

Wang Wei, who supplies the base, is also amazed at the efficiency of this Luofeng.

The third day of Luo Feng’s cultivation.

"Well, it seems that you killed 198 monsters today, a dozen or so fewer than yesterday, and most of them are high-ranking beasts. I will give you a fraction of it, 1.5 million. How?"

The seventh day of Luo Feng’s cultivation.

"Rely, Luo Feng, you are too crazy, and today killed 210 more? Well, I will give you 1.6 million! We are not trading twice, brother, I told you, this kills ordinary beasts. Monsters are not that easy! Many of the beast-level monsters are grouped in groups. You can't be so smooth the next time, be careful not to be surrounded by herds."

The 16th day of Luo Feng's cultivation.

"Maniac, today is the same, only kill 182? But the material quality is good, there are snake monsters, ah, give you 1.5 million."

The twenty-first day of Luo Feng’s cultivation.

"Maniac, you tell me, did you find a certain place, only the single-legged beast-level monsters that were placed alone? And after killing one, they soon came out again?"

......

The military supply base is so big that it can't hold it. The entire supply base quickly spread the story about Luo Feng, a madman who knows only to kill ordinary beast-level monsters to make money every day! The so-called quantity complements the quality, and the level of a primary beast may exceed ten million. But a thousand senior beasts can catch up.

but--

Killing a thousand high-level beast-level monsters is more difficult than killing a primary beast!

Because the beast-level monsters are rarely and rarely, most of them are group activities.

"Luo Feng, the madman, killing the beast-level monster is too embarrassing. How can he get it, can kill so much every day?"

"Who knows, knowing this secret, who will be willing to say it. But I heard that he can earn more than one million a day, nearly two million. This way, you can earn fifty or six million a month! One year, That’s five or six hundred million. It’s comparable to a great warlord.”

"Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, killing beast-level monsters every day? People can't stand it."

"I don't know, anyway, the madman has been doing this for more than a month."

In the supply base, there are countless arguments about Luo Feng.

For the warrior-level warriors, they are very envious of Luo Feng, because the warrior-level warrior's ability to make money is relatively poor, and it is necessary to know that Zhang Zehu, Wei Qiang and other senior fighters are worth five or six million a year. Those junior and intermediate fighters can have a good ten million a year. And Luo Feng has fifty or six million a month!

Crazy!

Of course, for the war fighters. Just amazed, they are not too boring to waste time.

For the God of War, who occasionally enters the supply base, he will only sigh: "This young man is really crazy and interesting."

On November 29, 2056, the sky was overcast and the wind whistled.

On the first floor of a supermarket shopping mall, dozens of huge unicorn wild boars squatted one by one and constantly besieged a human youth in the center. For a time, the sounds continued to tremble in the supermarket, and some of the shelves were already smashed. The unicorns are completely crazy, crazy attack!

And this human youth has a six-sided shield and a **** battle knife. As if wearing a butterfly-like swayingly, there are several vague afterimages.

One word, fast!

"Get out!"

Luo Feng, who has been dodging, the blood-shadow sword in his hand has moved at once. There is a faint thunder in this moment. Oh, it is accurate that the speed of the knife reaches a certain level, and the sound of the air is swayed. The corner of the wild boar is extremely accurate. Cooperating with his pace is even more powerful.

Although there are many horned wild boars, there are two or three heads that can attack Luo Feng at the same time.

And every time you kill one or two, Luo Feng can always use the body of the dead monster to find some gaps to avoid being attacked by the herd. This ability to accurately grasp the space is that most warrior level warriors are also far behind.

"puff!"

The blood of the horned wild boar is like a tap. It is only a moment, dozens of horned wild boars have died, and more than a dozen unicorn wild boars have turned around and escaped.

"This is not good, it is not a high-ranking beast-level. It is worthless." In the dead unicorn boar corpse, Luo Feng picked 19 of the high-ranking beast-level monsters and cut their unicorns into their own. Among the backpacks, "the high-level beast-level unicorn, sold to the underground alliance, can sell 8,000."

As for the other unicorn boar corpses, Luo Feng was too lazy to pay attention.

In fact, Luo Feng does not like how to pick the one-horned wild boar, because the one-angle is relatively heavy, the price can only be regarded as general, the backpack is so big. Therefore, Luo Feng picking materials is also picking and picking. The number of monsters he actually kills every day is more than three hundred.

No way, who makes those pigs and dog monsters so fertile.

Leaving the **** supermarket, Luo Feng came to rest on the roof of an ordinary six-story residential building.

"More than fifty days of tempering, my body method has been barely considered to be 'into the micro level'." Luo Feng summed up such a long time of tempering, his daily cultivation is not for the purpose of killing, each time and one The small monsters fight together, and Luo Feng is the first to practice body training, and finally kill.

That's it, Luo Feng is also very efficient.

Of course... In the past 50 days, Luo Feng has also encountered more than 20 crises. After all, the monsters in the process of killing will occasionally attract more monsters. In the face of hundreds of heads and even thousands of monsters, the crazy charge, Luo Feng can only escape with the spirit of energy!

It can be said that without the mental power, Luo Feng is afraid to die more than twenty times!

But with a spirit of thought, Luo Feng can be so crazy to practice his body. More than eight hours a day, a lot of monsters are besieged by the crazy! Luo Feng's body tempering efficiency, his day's tempering effect, more than a month of practice in the wilderness area. And how many times did the general warriors enter the wilderness area a year?

After 50 days of tempering and the streamering method of "Nine-Heaven Thunder Knife", Luo Feng finally reluctantly stepped into the "into the micro-level."

"The body is stepping into the micro level."

"But, my knife method is still the first heavy knife." Luo Feng has been trying to give more than two dark powers, but unfortunately, he can only send a dark force on the basis of the attack! However, Luo Feng does not know how many times he has improved the precise control of his body strength. To know……

In these fifty days, Luo Feng killed more than 10,000 monsters!

More than 10,000 heads, I am afraid that most of the warriors will not kill so many monsters in their lifetime. This huge quantity also creates the precise, crisp and neat knife of Luo Feng!

The 50-day contribution to Luo Feng is the experience, the experience of life and death, and the amazing calmness and judgment! He can now calmly find opportunities in life and death, and then shoot! This ability is definitely achieved by every micro-level practitioner.

"It's already five o'clock in the afternoon, it's time to go back."

Luo Feng looked at the communication watch and jumped directly from the roof with his backpack...

After a while.

Luo Feng walking on the highway was in a good mood. Suddenly, Luo Feng felt the faint vibration behind him. He couldn’t help but turn his head and saw that there were three shadows in the far north of the expressway, running wildly, sometimes running, sometimes running. Jumping more than ten meters away, these three figures are extremely fast!

"The one that runs ahead is... Wan Dong?"

Luo Feng recognized at a glance that one of the three men who fled the embarrassed scorpion was the only one who could compare with himself in the actual combat assessment of the warriors!

Behind them is a black monster, each monster is only about 30 cm in size, slightly larger than the palm of a person, but the tide of the beasts made up of these little monsters makes the Wandong three Throw away the swords, shields, etc. and fight hard!

"The rat tide?" Luo Feng was scared, and the rat tide was also called the rat disaster. Even if it was a war-level powerhouse, once it was surrounded by endless rat tides, it would be dead.

This black-pressed rat tide does not seem to be boundless, the width is spread over the entire highway, and the length is also a hundred meters away. With a length of thirty centimeters per mouse and beast, this rat has absolutely tens of thousands of monsters, which is already a small rat. It is that the warlords will be swallowed up and killed!

So Luo Feng has only one choice...

"Escape!" Luo Feng immediately flew on the highway.