Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Han Yi's overall strength suddenly became '55~95'!

He had tested it before, and as long as the value was over 100, it was the strength of the Tongmai stage.

In other words, Han Yi's attack power at this time was infinitely close to the Tongmai stage!

"Let's try the power of this meteorite sword!"

Han Yi suddenly had an idea.

Since this meteorite sword was made, he has not had time to experience it.

Han Yi slowly pulled out the meteorite sword and held it in his hand. Suddenly, his whole arm sank down a few points involuntarily.

This sword has a simple shape and no extra decorations. Although the blade looks cold and sharp, it makes people feel cold, but it doesn't feel cold to the touch. On the contrary, it feels warm.

Hu, hu, hu!

Han Yi's muscles on his arm were knotted, and he swung his blood and qi with difficulty.

The meteorite sword was swung in the air with great force, and the sound of the wind suddenly sounded.

Plop!

Wherever the sword passed, a large bluestone in the corner of the backyard of the Treasure Pavilion was like tofu, evenly divided into two pieces from the middle, showing a smooth cross-section.

"Such a great power?"

The muscles of Master Lu's forehead twitched slightly behind Han Yi, and he always felt that he had made a mistake and missed a good weapon.

It doesn't matter, no matter how powerful it is, this meteorite sword cannot be infused with strength, it is just a common weapon, I didn't lose money on this deal!

Master Lu comforted himself like this.

"Good sword! This deal is not a loss!" Han Yi's eyes lit up.

He hasn't exerted any strength yet, but just relying on the weight of the meteorite sword itself, it can have such an effect!

"The heavy sword has a sharp edge, it is ingenious, and the whole body is black... Let's call it the Black Iron Sword!"

Han Yi gently waved the Black Iron Sword a few more times, and felt that it was much more convenient, so he put it on his back leisurely.

He is now more than 1.8 meters tall, and the Black Iron Sword can reach his chest when standing on the ground, and a section of the hilt can be exposed when it is carried diagonally on his body.

Suddenly, Han Yi showed a strange look on his face. Black Iron Sword, Divine Condor, Little Dragon Girl.

If he collects two more, he can call himself the Divine Condor Hero!

"Forget it, forget it, I don't want to lose an arm." Han Yi shook his head and quickly threw the idea out of his mind.

"Mr. Han, if you want to sell weapons in the future, such as this meteorite sword, you can also come to our Baibao Pavilion to discuss it........"

At the door of Baibao Pavilion, Master Lu bowed to Han Yi in the light of the lantern.

Obviously, he still has some ideas about Han Yi's Black Iron Sword!

"Haha, no problem, no problem, I will definitely..." Han Yi laughed and painted a big cake more and more skillfully.

"Maybe I should practice a martial art suitable for the Black Iron Sword?"

The dusk had already retreated in the deepening night, and on the street, only the light of the lanterns hanging in front of the shops in the distance could be seen.

These dots of light were like stars in the sky. Han Yi just turned an alley and the stars flickered and disappeared in an instant.

Han Yi had wanted to buy some high-grade martial arts skills to practice a long time ago. After all, the system can add points. As long as you can get started, it will only take a moment to practice to a high level.

Especially after getting Wu Awei's five hundred taels of silver notes and his wallet was bulging, his idea became stronger.

But he searched several markets in Anyan City and didn't find any shops selling martial arts skills. Later, he asked Pan Sheng about this indirectly.

Only then did he know that in Anyan City, there might be some martial arts skills sold on the black market, but they were all ordinary, even incomplete and inferior martial arts skills. The truly powerful martial arts skills could only be exchanged in the sect.

But just a few days ago, he got a message from Zheng Yuncheng. It is said that in the city, yellow-grade martial arts skills are sold at will, and even in some large auction houses, Xuan-grade martial arts skills are occasionally auctioned!

Since then, Han Yi understood one thing.

The small county town of Anyan City may be very big for ordinary people!

But for the four forces in Anyan City, it is too small.

It is too small to allow other forces to sell martial arts under their noses!

Perhaps only in a place like the prefecture city, where there are vast areas, hundreds of schools of thought, and martial arts are popular, there will be no behavior of cherishing one's own possessions, and there will be a prosperous world of martial artists!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have an impulse from the bottom of his heart to go to the prefecture city.

But he touched his purse again. He spent 200 taels of silver in the treasure pavilion, and now he only has more than 300 taels of silver on him...

He can't feel the usual spending, but when buying things related to martial artists, the silver is too hard to spend!

Han Yi felt his wallet was emptied just by buying two weapons.

Whether I go to the capital or not, I still have to find a way to make some money...

Da, Da, Da

Han Yi walked in the alley, but he was constantly thinking in his mind.

The black iron sword on his back made his steps a little heavy, and Han Yi, who used to be light-hearted, was a little uncomfortable.

Just think of it as a weight-bearing exercise! He thought optimistically, trying to make the best of a difficult situation.

Kaichu~Kaichu~

At night, the insects in the yard made cheerful calls, and Qiuzhu Lane was here.

Han Yi walked to the door of his house, took out the key, and was about to open the door. Suddenly, his movements stagnated.

Han Yi vaguely saw the words "35~60" flashing through the crack of the door.

But when he came back to his senses and looked carefully, the crack in the courtyard door was completely dark and there was nothing.

"My illusion?" Han Yi frowned and involuntarily grasped the hilt of the Black Iron Sword with his right hand.

Han Yi calmed down and listened attentively.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

There was breathing sound inside the door?

Han Yi's face darkened.

Among the noisy sounds of grasshoppers, there is the faint sound of breathing, and the breath is long. Judging from the values ​​​​just now, it is at least the strength of the early stage of blood refining!

This time, if Han Yi hadn't broken through the blood refining period, his ear power had greatly increased, and with the help of the system, even he would have been deceived!

"Someone is ambushing me inside?" Han Yi's thoughts raced.

It seemed that because he hesitated in opening the lock, the breathing inside was obviously a little faster.

There is really someone, what should I do?

Click, click.

"This broken lock should have been changed a long time ago!" Han Yi cursed and said, "Did I get the wrong key? I couldn't open it even after twisting it for a long time!"

jingling jingling

There was a sound of rummaging for something, and it seemed that Han Yi was rummaging for keys.

"Finally found the key..."

click

Han Yi inserted the key into the keyhole and held the sword hilt tightly with his right hand.