First Class Genius

The alien space is calm again.

In front of the cabin, Han Fei took the dingdong ancient sword, raised his hand and waved it fiercely, turned into a shining white light and went straight to his left arm.

"Click -"

The moment the sword touched the skin, there was a spark. The original white skin suddenly turned into a turtle like texture of bronze. When dingdong ancient sword tried to cut the skin, the tortoise shaped texture glittered with yellow light, and the sword body was shocked back. Han Fei's arm skin just felt as if it had been bitten by a mosquito. When he looked carefully, it didn't hurt at all.

After climbing out of the pit, Han Fei has tried many times. There are no dead corners and stabs all over his body. The results are the same every time.

This Ding Dong ancient sword is not vulgar. It's extremely easy to break gold and stone. However, when he stabbed Han Fei's body, he was frustrated repeatedly.

"Hey, hey! Hey, hey! " Han Fei was very proud. After nearly three months of hard training, he not only completed the Xuanwu copper pattern. Cultivation has also improved a lot. The real Qi accumulated in xiadantian has been infinitely close to two-thirds of the position. It is only one step away from the middle stage of Qi practice.

When attacked, the body is as hard as a stone; The danger disappeared and the body became the same again. It is white, tender and watery, as smooth as a baby's skin.

Since absorbing the fragments of Xuanwu, Han Fei can't stand the color of black paint all over his body every time. Originally thought, after refining into Basaltic Copper pattern. The body will become bronze and hard, like a mechanical monster. Unexpectedly, the body recovered its natural color after the successful cultivation of Xuanwu copper pattern.

Han Fei threw dingdong ancient sword aside and began to gallop around the cabin. After climbing out of the pit, Han Fei found that his speed was several times faster than before.

Han Fei's body gave a fierce meal, his waist and abdomen tightened, and turned into a residual shadow in an instant - disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Han Fei's body appeared in front of a small tree with thin wrists. His right hand was forked and quickly closed. At the same time, a yellow light flickered. The waist of the small tree in front of Han Fei was crushed into powder under Han Fei's pinch.

"Kaka, Kaka -" at the moment when the five fingers were closed, the air made a terrible sound, like a forceps pinching empty and issuing a unwilling roar.

Han Fei's eyes contracted, turned and flashed to a rock. The yellow light of his five fingers twinkled again. When he grabbed it, he clicked, and the rock burst like tofu.

He flashed again and appeared next to the black bamboo with a thick waist. He chose the hardest bamboo head. When he grabbed it, the bamboo head exploded and broke.

This scene made Han Fei take a breath. When his body stopped, he looked down at his five fingers and watched the yellow light dissipate slowly for a long time. He just spit out a long breath.

"Is this the broken soul lock?" Han Fei murmured and looked at his fingers in surprise. It was incredible. This Xuanwu true formula is extremely painful when you cultivate it, but once you cultivate it, the effect will be unimaginable.

After the Xuanwu copper pattern is cultivated, Han Fei can cultivate a skill called broken soul lock. According to the Xuanwu true formula, when the body reaches the Xuanwu gold skin, the broken soul lock can pinch and explode the gold pill of the ancestor of jiedan.

Just now, Han Fei only used 30% of his strength. He can't imagine how terrible the broken soul lock would be if he played ten layers of skill.

In Han Fei's opinion, this skill is a secret method of killing people. He was silent for a moment. Although he thought this method was cruel, he practiced it seriously. Around the cabin, the figure swam quickly, and sometimes the yellow light of his five fingers shone, which was the sound of clicking.

As time passed, another half a month passed. In the past half a month, Han Fei didn't leave the different space. He was always practicing, constantly consolidating the achievements of Xuanwu copper pattern and practicing the broken soul lock.

During this half month, Han Fei tortured the little black hawk in addition to practicing martial arts. Han Fei doesn't want to waste the remaining three cans of medicine juice. He can't drink. Han Fei thinks of little black eagle.

Han Fei broke the wings of the little black eagle countless times in the past three months. In order to recover as soon as possible. The little black hawk is really fighting. In three months, the little black eagle's body grew to about a foot and a half. Every time he recovered, he flew over the cabin and wanted to excrete something for revenge. When he wanted to skillfully fall on Han Fei's head, the little black eagle would be sadly caught by Han Fei.

"Hey, hey! Click! Click! "

For three months, every time he was caught, the little black eagle could hear Han Fei's abnormal laughter. Fly proudly, like a pheasant, endure severe pain and leave dejected.

Since half a month ago, the little black eagle left every time. The corners of his mouth were full of black juice, and he left like a drunk.

But it's strange to say. The little black eagle was not in pain at all. Three days later, his previous injury healed and his bones became stronger.

After repeated many times, the little black hawk no longer needed a jar of medicine juice, but took the initiative to steal it!

At the beginning, Han Fei was also worried that the little black eagle would be poisoned, or he couldn't bear the pain and hit the wall to commit suicide.

Slowly, Han Fei was surprised to find that every time the little black eagle drank the medicine juice, he still looked like he enjoyed it very much.

"Puff - Hula -"

"Puff - Hula -"

In front of the wooden house, there was the sound of cans breaking. The little black hawk held his head high and looked at the broken porcelain pot gently pecked by his mouth, with disdain on his face!

"Get away!" Watch yourself fill with water. The jar for washing hair was broken by the little black eagle. Han Fei bent down and picked up a stone and smashed it at the little black eagle.

However, the little black eagle stood there with contempt and disdain in his eyes. When the stone approached the body, the feathers of the wings suddenly stood up. The stone fell with a soft noise. Instant smoke filled!

"Come again!" The little black eagle made a vague voice, but people said, "Han Fei! Big villain! "

Han Fei was startled. He stumbled and nearly fell. Shit, how can the little black eagle talk? And even more irritating. After he opened his mouth, he scolded himself!

"You - you -" Han Fei's head was short circuited, his hair stood up, pointed to the little black eagle, stamped his feet and said, "are you a parrot?"

Han Fei grew up in the mountains. He didn't dare to say that he was familiar with all animals, but in his impression, only parrots seemed to be talking birds. Moreover, the parrots in the mountains don't speak much because no one teaches them.

However, the little black eagle bred on the back of his hand is not a parrot. But what made Han Fei crazy was that the little black eagle spoke, and his accent was similar to his own. Of course, the little black eagle's voice is poor, not thick enough, some sharp, more like a woman's voice.

"I am an eagle!" The little black eagle looked at Han Fei discontentedly. He shook his feathers angrily and rose into the sky, "Han Fei. I want to drink medicine! "

"--" when I was familiar with the quiet space, I suddenly heard the little black eagle speak, which was enough to be shocked. What's more frightening is that the little black eagle is still quarreling to drink medicine.

The medicine juice can be boiled with medicinal materials for hundreds of years. It costs tens of millions of Chinese dollars to prepare such a pot. Although there are countless herbs in different space, Han Fei has no time to serve a bird.

"Get out and play! I'm too lazy to talk to you! " Han Fei pointed to the sky and cursed.

"You'll regret it!" The little black eagle was angry. After a scream, his body fell from the sky. The target was a cabin.

"No -" Han Fei was mad. Watching the little black eagle's body smash into the cabin like a bomb, he roared angrily.

"Boom! WOW! Wow -- "

However, the little black eagle's speed is too fast. Han Fei hasn't responded yet. A big hole has been hit in the roof of the cabin. Not to mention, the wings made by the little black eagle like King Kong are turning around in the cabin, and the priceless treasures hidden by Han Fei under the bed are broken into powder!

"Ah - I'll kill you!" Han Fei rubs the babies brought out from the underground palace every day before going to bed. But now it's all over. It's all destroyed by this damn bird!

Han Fei's eyes were red and rushed to the cabin. However, Han Fei forgot his strong body, because he was angry and didn't control his strength. The whole man went through the cabin!

"Quack, quack --"

High in the air, the little black eagle made a strange cry, forty or fifty meters away from the ground. He mocked with Schadenfreude, "come and catch me! Lala, your cabin is ruined! Your baby is gone! La La -- "

Han Fei looked at the sky with gnashing teeth and roared, but there was nothing he could do with the damn bird. It's no use throwing stones. This damn bird is as hard as a knife. However, as a handsome man, how can he be laughed at by a bird!

no way! We must find a way to get the bird down! Then he plucked his hair and tied his feet with an iron chain.

Han Fei felt that he had been too kind to the little black eagle before. I knew this bird had such a high IQ. I should give it pills, wash its brain and turn it into a stupid goose!

Han Fei even regretted that he shouldn't give medicine to the little black eagle. Now, eat the consequences!

The little black hawk didn't come down and attacked Han Fei from time to time. Han Fei tried his best to catch up with the little black eagle. Finally, Han Fei was defeated. He was embarrassed to be seen by the little black eagle. In a rage, he went out of a different space.

It hasn't appeared for three months. Now it has been refined into Xuanwu copper pattern. Han Fei feels that he should be able to kill all sides. Why stay in a different space and get angry with a bird! Next time I come back and get a machine gun, I don't believe I can't kill the little black eagle! On this thought, Han Fei was happy and left with a smile on his back!