Feng Xiaohan inserted the invisible sword into the cliff, hoping to slow down the fallen force.

But as he felt the wind whistling in his ears, the stone wall was drawn out by an invisible sword and the slight touch was transmitted back from the hilt of the sword.

With a slight sound, Feng Xiaohan fell into the sea of ​​clouds.

The speed has not slowed down!

Feng Xiaohan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he realized that the invisible sword was a sword body composed of sword energy, which was a powerful sword energy that could even cut out a hole in the three-foot blade.

No matter how hard the stones in Tianshan are, they are no different from tofu in front of the invisible sword.

So he took back the invisible sword, raised his right hand, and stabbed the wild sword into the stone wall.

The Wilderness Sword is also extremely sharp, but there is still a considerable gap compared to the Invisible Sword. When the Wilderness Sword pierces into the cliff, the huge resistance makes Feng Xiaohan's shoulders a little painful. If it were someone else, his arm might have been dislocated.

Feng Xiaohan is worthy of being born with divine power, and his physical strength is astonishing.

Under the resistance of the wild sword and the stone wall, the falling speed gradually slowed down, and after coming out of the clouds, it finally stopped.

Feng Xiaohan held the hilt of the sword and his body hung on the stone wall of Tianshan Mountain.

After tens of thousands of years of wind and snow, there is no bulging rocks on the stone walls of Tianshan Mountain, and there is no place to climb with the force.

Looking at the surrounding environment, large areas of snowflakes fell on his face, and the world was vast.

Feng Xiaohan Yun looked down at the wind and snow like a curtain.

After a long time, he sighed. Tianshan Mountain is worthy of being the number one mountain in the human world. It is indeed steep and majestic. He has been in the ground for so long, but he has not seen the ground yet.

He looked up at the clouds above, where there was a small gap, where he fell, and the clouds surging gradually closed and finally disappeared.

Feng Xiaohan's eyes fell there, but he looked at the top of Tianshan Mountain above.

His sword sheath fell on it. After waiting, he needed to find monsters such as wolf or bear to kill Zhuan Zhuan.

The scabbard left by the ice lake on the top of Tianshan Mountain was made by Chen Feng himself. Is it inappropriate to just throw it away like this? If He Xirou were here, he would be nagging again; but now that things have come to this, he can't climb up to get it back.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the hilt of the sword held in his left hand. A sharp and heart-pounding feeling appeared. The snowflakes fell and floated three feet away from the hilt.

Feng Xiaohan thought fortunately, the invisible sword could be triggered by his heart, otherwise it would be difficult to find a scabbard to accommodate it.

He put the invisible sword into his arms, and He Xirou sewed the inside of the domineering animal leather jacket, which was very convenient to hold something.

"But this still cannot change the fact that whoever marrys her will be unlucky."

In Feng Xiaohan's opinion, He Xirou is a tiger with only a soft appearance. Those men are confused by her appearance and will eventually be eaten.

For some reason, the cold wind suddenly became stronger, making Feng Xiaohan feel a little cold.

Then he remembered that he was still hanging on the cliff of Tianshan Mountain and could end up being broken into pieces at any time.

To dispel the messy thoughts in my mind, Feng Xiaohan pulled out the Huang sword, fell a distance and then inserted it into the cliff, and went down the mountain repeatedly.

This method seems simple and fast, but in fact it has extremely high requirements for the sword itself and arm strength.

The gravity of falling and the resistance generated by the sword entering the cliff will form the pulling force. His arm is like a crazy bull, and his right arm has to bear all the strength, just like the punishment of a car split.

Therefore, only if the body is as strong as Feng Xiaohan can this method be used.

In fact, this did not put a lot of pressure on him, just that his shoulders felt a little sore.

Although it was fast to go down the mountain this way, it took nearly an hour to return to the ground.

At the foot of the mountain on the other side of Baideng Road in Tianshan, a big word appeared in the snow.

Feng Xiaohan lay inside, gasping heavily, and the soft touch of snow came from under him, but it was not the feeling of nothingness in the air after all, which made him feel much more at ease.

As he breathed, the surrounding spiritual energy began to surge in frequency.

The whale sucks spiritual energy as the fastest way to recover its vitality. His sword drained 70% of the vitality and all spiritual consciousness.

After taking a few breaths, the vitality gradually recovered, and the Youfu began to feel a little hot and warm.

Feng Xiaohan closed his eyes and fell asleep in the snow.

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...

I don’t know how long it took, the human figure “big” was buried by the wind and snow. No one would have thought that there would be a person hidden underneath.

Except for the snow mastiff,

The monster snow mastiff rarely comes to Tianshan unless it is passed by when he is driven out of the territory by his competitors.

The snow mastiff has the ability to escape from snow and is good at catching prey hidden in the snow, such as snowfish.

The wind and snow were chaotic, and a huge figure came here.

It lowered its head, twitching its nose from time to time, catching the faint smell.

This snow mastiff has passed its peak period and is in old age. It was robbed of the chassis by other young monsters nearby and was seriously injured and ran away. It has not eaten for many days so far, and it is at its peak at this time.

Guanjuehan Mountain's sensitive sense of smell told it that there was a living creature under the snow surface not far ahead. Judging from the smell, it was not any monster it had seen.

But hunger has made it lose its vigilance. No matter what it is, it will dig it out and kill it and eat it.

The snow mastiff walks very slowly and carefully. In addition to being afraid of scaring the prey, it also has a Taoist injury on its shoulders, the size of a palm, which looks very delicate compared to its huge body, but in fact the wound is extremely deep and even the bones are exposed.

It was not long ago when it hid in the snow and was stabbed by several passing humans.

It still remembers that the terrifying light suddenly rushed into the snow, and then it fainted. When it woke up, the other party had left, but the remaining sword energy in the wound made it painful.

The defeat in the battle for the chassis is also closely related to this scar.

A few days ago, the sword energy suddenly dissipated, as if the master of the sword was dead, or the flying sword had been broken, and the cause and effect source of the heaven and earth energy was lost, so the sword energy naturally had no reason to continue to exist.

It's nothing to do with its intelligence, and it can't imagine such a deep place.

But as long as the sword energy dissipates, it is a good thing. Now it only needs to eat more to recover the wound and then grab the chassis back.

The snow mastiff slowly approached the other side. It crawled on the ground, staring at it tightly, and a light named Ruizhi flashed in it.

In its not-developed brain, the prey is not big and should be easy to deal with. Since it will appear in this place where the birds do not poop, it should be a poor guy who has been driven out of the territory.

The Snow Mastiff has recovered from some injuries these days, and I believe that it is possible to fight against the Snow Tiger.

The snow mastiff's eyes showed a look of emotion. It was a pity that it was going to kill him today, so how could it not feel a lot of emotion?

After all, Hanshan is known as comparable to the wilderness. After all, the snow mastiff survives here, so naturally he has some intelligence to think about some superficial truths.

It confirmed that the "prey" was there, crawled to the vicinity, slowly stood up until the person stood up, and his forelimbs were slightly bent and he was about to break into the snow, killing the prey hidden below with lightning speed.

The huge claws fell down, and the energy brought about by the energy made the extremely light snow particles on the surface of the snow spread around like water.

But the next moment, its body was stiff in the wind,

All the emotions in his eyes were replaced by fear, as if the little guy under the snow was a god and demon from ancient times. The huge pressure of death made every muscle on its body tremble.

And all this pressure comes from the claw under its head.

——In its opinion, it should be a claw, but in fact it is a hand.

The hand stretched out from under the snow and strangled its throat.

"I really want to come with whatever I want. I thought I needed to wrap my sword with my animal skin, but you came. Just as I happened to be hungry, I would use you to cushion my stomach."

The sound came from under the snow, looking a little dull.

The Snow Mastiff doesn't understand the meaning of those syllable words, and just feels that it's so cold when the cold wind blows...
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