After teasing Mo Fan for a while, Revelation smiled with satisfaction, and the graceful figure began to slowly dissipate, turning into stars, dissipating and disappearing.

"well!"

After leaving the book of Revelation, Mo Fan looked up at the ceiling, opened his mouth and sighed extremely heavily.

"Practice."

"What a pity that Five-Secret War Sect..."

Mo Fan jumped onto the bed, sat cross-legged, and gave up his plan to sleep. He wanted to use every minute and every second to meditation and practice. Apart from this, he had no other way to improve his realm.

Fortunately, he has the power of devouring, so he can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing. Moreover, the Lihuo Pavilion has a spirit gathering array with a high level, which makes the spiritual energy concentration here extremely high, so this is simply a holy place for cultivation.

With a thought moving, Mo Fan slowly activates the devouring power, and a layer of weak purple light attached to the surface of his body.

When the dim purple light appeared, the spiritual energy stored in the house began to gather towards Mo Fan quickly. A stream of spiritual energy that could be seen in the naked eye gradually condensed around Mo Fan. As time passed, more and more spiritual energy flowed into Mo Fan's body.

Mo Fan's entire mind was immersed in his body, controlling the spiritual energy that rushed into his limbs and bones to flow into his dantian and become part of his power.

Gradually, the night is getting deeper and deeper...

Goode, who had previously separated from Mo Fan and Yan Wu, appeared in a gloomy and wet dungeon.

The dungeon is about seventy square meters, and the walls in all directions are built of solid black iron, which is indestructible.

There are many conspicuous blood stains on the black iron. The blood causes mottled rust to appear on the black iron, which looks very old. I don’t know how much blood is stained with these walls.

There is a tiger bench in the dungeon. The man in black who had attacked Mo Fan and Yan Wu was tied to it by a chain of spiritual power, his eyes were closed and there was no sign of awakening.

Scream~

At this time, a harsh tone came from the prison door, slowly opened, and two figures walked into it.

"He is the 'nail' that assassinated Mo Fan and Xiao Wu?" Yan Yide glared at the man in black who was still unconscious and asked in a deep voice.

Next to him was an old man with white hair, undoubtedly ancient, nodded and replied, "That's right."

"Have you asked something?" Yan Yide asked again.

"I haven't started yet, I think you should want to torture yourself, so I didn't touch him and wait for you to come." Goode smiled.

It would be fine if this man in black assassinated Mo Fan, but he would even dare to make Yan Wu's idea. Yan Yide would never slouch him, so he simply left this opportunity to torture and question him.

"good!"

Yan Yide had no expression on his face, and a cold curve was pulled out of the corner of his mouth. He raised his palm and burned a hot flame with his index finger, instantly illuminating the gloomy dungeon.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by two sounds of breaking through the air, two sharp thorns of flame burst out from their fingertips, instantly piercing through the left and right shoulders of the man in black!

“Wow!!!”

The moment the flame spike touched the man in black, he immediately woke up because of the severe pain, opened his mouth and let out a shrill scream.

There were two blood holes on the shoulders of the man in black and some flames were attached, burning his flesh and blood. Soon, the nausea smell of the charred meat came from, which was disgusting.

After waking up, the man in black subconsciously looked up and looked at Yan Yide's round eyes full of anger.

Seeing the strong murderous intent emitted by Yan Yide, the man in black couldn't help but stutter and said, "Don't...Don't...Don't kill me!"

"hehe."

In response to this, Yan Yide just sneered, stared at the man in black with a cold gaze, and expressed a cold and murderous tone: "Since you have woken up..."

"Then let's have a good talk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying howl of ghosts and wolves sounded in the dungeon.

It is obvious that the man in black is receiving Yan Yide's cruel abuse...

Now, Yan Yide no longer carries the information of torture other "nails" in his heart, and only wants to let the man in black experience the inhuman treatment that cannot survive and die!

How dare you hurt my daughter? I want you to regret being born in this world!

......

Dawn had just revealed his own light, and there was a diligent figure performing in the yard outside Lihuo Pavilion.

Looking at the crystal sweat beads that kept flowing down her smooth forehead, you can tell that she has been up to practice for a long time.

This beautiful figure is undoubtedly Yan Wu. At this time, she was wearing a fiery red slim fit and martial arts uniform. "Duan Wu" was held in her hand, and her slender jade arms kept waving, honing her whip technique.

At this moment, the petite waist that Yingying held twisted and turned, as if it was boneless, extremely flexible. In an instant, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, the shadow of the whip was everywhere, like a silver snake flying, making people's eyes chaotic.

Yan Wu's slightly developed chest was constantly undulating, and the highlighted curve was very attractive. She raised her hand and wiped the sweat beads from her forehead with the back of her hand. She bent her slender waist, opened her rosy little mouth and panted heavily, obviously she was a little tired.

After a brief rest, Yan Wu took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became sharper, and he waved "Duan Wu" again, and the clear sound of breaking the wind resounded endlessly.

In the room, Mo Fan slowly opened his bright eyes as bright as stars, opened his mouth and let out a breath of turbid air, and the night of cultivation ended here.

"Um?"

The moment he woke up, Mo Fan heard the sound of whipping in the courtyard, accompanied by a pleasant roar.

"Yan Wu got up so early?"

Mo Fan got up and walked out of the house, staring at the graceful girl who was working hard.

Yan Wu practiced so much that she didn't find Mo Fan who was stopping to observe her at the door.

It was not until the entire set of whip drills that Yan Wu stopped. With a "clang", "Duan Wu" fell to the ground.

Yan Wu supported her knees with her hands and kept gasping for breath. This time, she was really exhausted.

The next second, Yan Wu sat down regardless of the dust on the ground.

"Let's have a rest."

At this time, Mo Fan walked out, came to Yan Wu's side, handed her a towel, and signaled her to wipe her sweat.

"Did I wake you up?" Yan Wu took the towel and looked at Mo Fan with a look of guilt.

"No, I haven't slept all night, so I'm practicing." Mo Fan replied.

Before Yan Wu asked why he didn't sleep, Mo Fan asked, "Your 'Duan Wu' is obviously a chain blade, but why do you need to use the whip method?"

Although the chain blade looks like a whip weapon, and the two are very similar in appearance, they are actually very different from the whip. The whip method used on the chain blade cannot exert all the characteristics of the chain blade.

This is like using complex and changeable sword techniques on the blade that should be simple and capable, which will make a mistake.

When he heard Mo Fan's question, Yan Wu's expression on Hua Ying became a little weird. Unexpectedly, Mo Fan would suddenly care about this issue.

"Because only the whip technique is suitable for my weapon." Yan Wu said with a wry smile.

After all, the chain blade is a super unpopular weapon, and the methods of using the chain blade are extremely scarce. Although there are chain blade techniques in the Tianxing Sect, they are all simple tricks, without any difficulty or much lethality, so Yan Wu switched to practice the whip technique.

Although the whip technique is not the best match for the chain blade, she has no other way. The chain blade technique in the Tianxing Sect is really too rare, and the slightly more advanced chain blade technique is pitifully few, even within the Zhenwu Kingdom, there are almost no one.

Hearing Yan Wu's last resort, Mo Fan smiled relaxedly and said, "Then I will teach you."

"What are you teaching me?" Yan Wu's expression was stunned.

"Tell you the method of chain blade." Mo Fan said in an understatement and reached out to pick up "Duan Wu" from the ground.

Yan Wu's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she looked at Mo Fan in surprise, thinking that she had heard what Mo Fan said wrongly just now.

"Do you... will?" Yan Wu looked at Mo Fan, her beautiful eyes full of suspicious expressions. She even thought that Mo Fan pretended to understand the method of chain blade in order to show her in front of her.

"Just watch." Mo Fan smiled faintly, without explaining, walked to the open space, and held "Duan Wu" tightly.

In this short moment, the "Grip of Weapons" took effect, and a large amount of information about the chain blade method surged into Mo Fan's mind.

The next second, Mo Fan's eyes emitted a bright light, and he shook "Duan Wu", and actually used a set of complex and changeable chain blade techniques! With his aura of "gravity of weapons", he fully utilized the characteristics of the chain blade.

Staring at Mo Fan's every move, Yan Wu was overwhelmed with an incredible look in her beautiful eyes.

Before she knew it, she had ignored the fatigue on her body, stood up, and watched Mo Fan dancing with her breathing.

After a while, Mo Fan finished a set of chain blade techniques, his expression did not change at all, as if the fierce activity just now had no effect on him.
Chapter completed!