"Ho--!"
Pangolin Monster let out a low roar, kicked the ground with its four stubby legs, and its huge body was like a moving mound, and pounced on Fang Han again.
The sharp claws poked out, and several khaki-colored sharp claws about a foot long ripped out Void Sundering's breath, and with a shrill scream, they went straight to Fang Han's throat.
The speed was astonishingly fast, completely unmatched by such a huge monster.
"Whoosh!"
Fang Han's eyes narrowed, and his right hand pressed on the seemingly inconspicuous black ring on the index finger of his left hand.
Cloudsplitter Sword disappears and Windshock Sword comes out of its sheath.
Facing the First Grade monster, it is natural to go all out and use the strongest means.
The light blue sword body was shining with clear sword light in the dim light. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, but it revealed a heart-stopping edge.
He injected <Azure Profound Art>Internal Qi into the sword body.
"Buzz."
The blade of the sword lit up with a faint green-blue brilliance. The brilliance was not dazzling, but it had a sharpness that made people dare not look directly at it.
The air around the sword blade silently cracked into tiny traces.
Wind Sword Intent exploded without reservation, and the <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> in the realm of the Proficiency Realm was pushed to the extreme. The blue-gold Internal Qi surged like a river in the meridians, and was poured into Windshock Sword.
Cut it out with one sword.
The sword light collided with the sharp claws, and a harsh sound of gold and iron erupted.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the shock wave spread in all directions, sending rotten leaves and gravel flying all over the sky.
Fang Han felt a huge force coming from the sword body, his arms were slightly numb, and he took half a step back.
Pangolin Monster's forward figure was also blocked by the sword, and its huge body slid back several feet, plowing four deep claw marks on the ground.
"It is indeed the First Grade monster!"
Fang Han felt a little scared.
The power and destructive power contained in this claw definitely reached the level of First Grade warrior. If it were me two months ago, I would probably be seriously injured under this claw.
This is definitely a First Grade monster.
"Ho--!"
Pangolin Monster was blocked in one blow, let out an angry roar, and pounced again.
The sharp claws, fangs, and steel tail are used together, and the attack is like a violent storm.
Every attack carried the force of cracking open monuments and rocks, and every flick of the tail made the air emit a harsh explosion.
Fang Han responded calmly, and Windshock Sword turned into streams of blue light in his hands.
Wind Sword Intent is as solid as substance, and every sword strike carries the sharpness that tears everything apart and the spiritual pressure that shocks the mind.
After a few moves.
"Tsk--"
Windshock Sword slashed across Pangolin Monster's left forelimb, and the sword edge cut into the gap between the scales, leaving a deep wound with bone visible, and dark red blood spurting out.
Pangolin Monster was in pain, let out an angry roar, and his offensive became more and more crazy.
But it's no use.
Holding Windshock Sword, the combat power of Fang Han is even higher than that of ordinary First Grade warriors.
Its attacks and bites, which were enough to crack stone monuments, were forcibly disintegrated by Fang Han using Windshock Sword's attacks.
"Puff puff puff--"
With successive injuries, the First Grade monster's movements gradually slowed down.
The earthy-yellow scales were crisscrossed with more than a dozen ferocious sword marks, and the deepest parts of the body were vaguely white bones.
Dark red blood gushes out from those wounds, dyeing the soil beneath it a shocking dark red.
"Whoosh!"
A cold light flashed in Fang Han's eyes, and he caught the moment Pangolin Monster recovered after a pounce, and suddenly approached Pangolin Monster.
<Azure Profound Art>Internal Qi was flowing at an unprecedented speed, Wind Sword Intent was pushed to the extreme, and the physical strength of one hundred thousand kilograms exploded without reservation.
"Pfft--"
Windshock Sword turned into a condensed cyan blue rainbow, piercing diagonally from Pangolin Monster's throat.
Penetrate scales, penetrate flesh and blood, and penetrate the heart.
Pangolin Monster's huge body suddenly froze.
In those Dark Gold vertical pupils, the fierce light was like a candle in the wind, flickering violently several times, and finally dimmed completely, and he fell to the ground.
The ground shook and dust flew.
"Thanks Spirit Weapon!"
Fang Han put away his sword and stood up, slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air.
He lowered his head and glanced at the Windshock Sword in his hand. The green-blue brilliance on the sword was flowing endlessly, and there was a faint and heart-stopping sharpness.
Low-grade Spirit Weapon's doubled combat power gave him an absolute upper hand from start to finish when facing this First Grade monster.
Without this sword, it would not be easy for him to kill this First Grade monster.
The most likely possibility is to use Body Movement to withdraw.
"How much is the corpse of a First Grade monster worth?"
Fang Han stretched out his hand and pressed on the warm body of Pangolin Monster, calling out System Panel.
The huge monster corpse seemed to be wiped away by invisible hands, disappearing completely in an instant, and the numbers on System Panel jumped accordingly.
[Possessed Wealth: 720,000 gold → 780,000 gold]
"Sixty thousand gold."
Fang Han's eyes stayed on that line of numbers for a moment, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
As expected, the corpse of a First Grade monster is indeed extremely valuable.
This corpse alone is worth 60,000 gold, which is only slightly less than the entire giant silver mine.
Put away System Panel, Fang Han turned around and walked towards Spirit-Nurturing Flower.
Because he and the First Grade monster deliberately avoided Spirit-Nurturing Flower, Spirit-Nurturing Flower was not destroyed.
Still standing quietly in place, the blue leaves stretched and the blue flowers bloomed.
The pale golden mist in the core slowly rotated, as if the thrilling fierce battle just now had never happened.
Fang Han takes out a Cold Jade box from Storage Ring, carefully picks Spirit-Nurturing Flower, puts it into the box, closes the lid, and collects Storage Ring.
"This is no place to stay for long!"
After doing all this, Fang Han straightened up and glanced around at the criss-crossed ground plowed by Sword Qi and the soil soaked with Pangolin Monster's blood.
There was quite a lot of noise in the battle just now. The roars of Sword Qi and the monsters echoed in the forest for a long time, which must have alerted the monsters wandering around.
It won't be long before a monster is bound to come over.
"Leave as soon as possible."
Fang Han identified the direction, swayed, and deployed <Wind God Step>, silently flying away from the battlefield.
He has no idea of hunting monsters to obtain wealth. Although the corpses of monsters are extremely valuable, hunting them is risky.
And this secret realm, rare ores, all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures, huge silver mines, it can be said that treasures are everywhere.
Why take risks and hunt monsters when you can easily obtain treasures by "picking them up"?
The last rays of the sun were sinking through the gaps in the tree crowns in the west, dyeing the entire Lin Hai into a dark, almost solidified ocher red.
Fang Han stands on the overgrown branches of an ancient tree, his robes are fluttering in the evening breeze, and he makes a soft sound.
"Is the sun in this secret realm the same as the sun in the outside world?"
Fang Han looked away from the west, and a meaningless thought flashed through his mind.
This question is destined to have no answer.
He suppressed his distracting thoughts and looked down at the forest beneath his feet, which was gradually being swallowed up by the dusk.
The secret realm is already dangerous enough during the day, and it will only become more dangerous at night.
Those monsters that lurk day and night will come out in force, and human vision is already at a huge disadvantage in the dark.
He decided not to explore anymore and to find a safe place to spend the night.
After burning a stick of incense, he found his hiding place tonight, which was a tree hole.
An ancient tree that requires several people to embrace has been dead for unknown years, and its trunk is hollow, forming a hollow about half the height of a person.
The entrance to the cave is half-covered by hanging vines, making it difficult to spot without looking carefully.
Fang Han pushed aside the vines and leaned in. The cave was still dry. The ground was covered with a layer of hay brought by unknown animals. It had long since withered and turned yellow, but there was no peculiar smell.
There was not much space, barely enough space for him to curl up and sit.
Fang Han sat down inside the cave entrance, leaning against the relatively hard wooden cave wall, and took out dry food and water from Storage Ring.
The dry food was bread that had been prepared before departure. It had cooled down and was hard to bite into.
Storage Ring is not as magical as the rumors in its previous life. At most it can keep food stored longer without spoiling, but it cannot keep food hot forever.
He chewed it slowly, drank it with cold water, and looked out of the cave through the gaps in the vines.
The sky outside has completely darkened, and the forest is pitch black. Only sparse moonlight leaks through the branches and leaves, casting a few pale silver spots on the ground.
He had no intention of lighting a fire or hunting a wild animal to roast.
The smell of barbecued meat is like a reminder in this forest.
It's only three days, and it will pass if you endure it.
After eating a piece of bread, Fang Han took a sip of water and put the water bag into Storage Ring.
Silence returned to the cave, with only his own breathing and a few faint howls of unknown beasts coming from the distance.
That kind of howl was short and sharp, as if something more terrifying was strangled in the throat, and it stopped abruptly in the middle of the scream, which made the silence that followed become even more oppressive.
"System Panel."
Fang Han said silently in my heart.
A translucent light curtain emerged silently in the darkness.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Body Tempering Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Possessed Wealth:780,000 gold]
His eyes fell on the column "Possessed Wealth" - 780,000 gold.
There is only 220,000 gold left to unlock the 1 million gold required to unlock the next Level Eight Amplification.
Based on the speed of acquiring wealth today, we should be able to collect it tomorrow morning.
He closed System Panel, took Cloudsplitter Sword off his waist, placed it on his knees, and closed his eyes.
<Thousand-Mile Soul Lock> always maintains the minimum operation, taking in all the surrounding breath into its perception.
As the night progressed, sleepiness came over him like a tide, and he leaned against the cave wall and fell into a light sleep.
I don't know how long I slept when Fang Han suddenly woke up.
The moment he opened his eyes, his hand was on the hilt of the sword. His whole body was like a cheetah smelling danger, and his muscles suddenly tightened.
"Buzz--"
<Thousand-Mile Soul Lock> operates at full strength with unprecedented intensity, Perfection Realm's Tracking Secret Technique unfolds without reservation.
Then, his expression suddenly changed.
In the perception, there is a large amount of breath moving rapidly.
Not one or two, but thousands of them.
Hare, Reeves's Muntjac, lynx, antlered deer, these beasts that he had sensed in the forest during the day were now converging into a chaotic torrent, running wildly in the same direction.
Among them, there are also the auras of many monsters.
A large number of monsters were mixed in this torrent, running wildly together with the weak beasts.
No, not running wildly together.
They are running for their lives!