The sun is high and the earth is cracked.

In the endless jungle, it is extremely dilapidated and desolate.

"Boy, that\'s good. I thought your strength should have been too strong. Unexpectedly, Sheng Sheng killed a golden bull at the peak of the post martial arts realm." The rosefinch opened his mouth, and the wings behind him stirred regularly, surrounded by flames.

"Stop talking nonsense. When can I practice martial arts?" A young man spoke with great impatience.

This young man is Yang Fan.

At this time, Yang Fan\'s face was covered with blood stains, his clothes were broken, and he was a savage alive.

Now, he has left the back mountain of the palace and gone deep into Xuanling mountain.

This time, his purpose was to cultivate martial arts. Originally, he wanted to do it in the back mountain. But rosefinch said that if he wants to awaken his martial arts skills, the momentum is too great, which may cause unnecessary trouble.

Yang Fan said goodbye to Lin Lan and came to the mountains.

As for Lin Lan\'s safety, Yang Fan is also ready. He exposed his cultivation and recovery, which was to make others awe and even attract Yang Ye\'s attention.

And the result did not disappoint Yang Fan. That night, the servants of the king\'s residence sent the food respectfully. It is precisely because of this that Yang Fan felt relieved to enter the mountains.

However, before leaving, a layer of protection was arranged under the guidance of little Firebird.

As long as the cultivation is innate, it is absolutely impossible to hurt Lin Lan.

"Trough, if you weren\'t such a rubbish, fire Lord, I would need to take such pains to improve your physical strength?"

"Boy, you\'re too good. The martial arts in Shenhuo determination are extraordinary. Your current body can\'t bear it. Don\'t mention cultivation. Even if you open it, it will kill you." The rosefinch looked disdainful and yelled.

Hearing the speech, Yang Fan was silent.

The pain of activating Huowu soul made him feel unbearable. Now when he remembered it, he still felt cold in his heart. Therefore, he has no doubt about the rosefinch\'s words.

"Little Firebird, do you think it\'s useful for me to fight like this? Don\'t forget, I only have a few days." Yang Fan said.

"Of course it\'s useful. When you can kill the monster at the peak of houwu with one move, your meridians will be connected by the fire of rosefinch. Then you can cultivate your martial arts and it\'s natural." Said the rosefinch.

"Kill houwu peak with one move? Are you sure you\'re not kidding?" Yang Fan was stunned. Now he has killed a virtual bullfight in the houwu realm. It has taken nine oxen and two tigers.

Now the rosefinch wants to blow up the peak of houwu with one move, which is completely in the distant future.

"Do you think I\'m joking?" The rosefinch\'s wings gave a meal and his expression was very serious.

"But how can this be possible? My current strength is exhausted to kill this virtual bullfight at the peak of houwu. Now if a demon beast of level 9 in houwu comes out at random, I have to hold my head and run away." Yang Fan gasped.

I can\'t be depressed.

You know, he is now the sixth heavy in the post martial arts realm. Even if he has strong yuan force and no martial arts skills, he can only rely on the accumulation in the previous army and fight with an indomitable momentum to kill the monster.

However, the demon beast of level 9 in houwu territory has strong physical power and incomparable power. In this case, it is very difficult to kill himself.

"Stop talking nonsense. The word escape is not in the dictionary of the strong."

"If you can\'t even do this, you might as well continue to be a waste to avoid losing my supreme reputation as the fire Lord." The rosefinch sarcastically said, deliberately exciting the general to set sail.

As soon as Yang Fan\'s expression was frozen, a thread in his heart seemed to be touched, and he looked up at the rosefinch:

"Although I know that you deliberately stimulate me, I have to say that you\'re right. I don\'t put enough pressure on myself." Yang Fan said.

His heart was firm, and his eyes also looked into the depths of Xuanling mountain.

In the air, the rosefinch was stunned. Looking at Yang Fan\'s expression, he panicked:

"Lying trough, the boy doesn\'t want to enter the depths of the mountain."

The rosefinch thought.

But the next moment, his eyes directly became stunned.

Because Yang Fan, already got up and took the initiative to go deep.

Just a few breaths, Yang Fan\'s figure has gone away.

"It\'s over, the boy is crazy. No, I have to follow up, lest the boy really play with his life." The rosefinch whispered to himself, stirring up its wings and chasing after it.

"Ouch!" But at this moment, the roar of a monster directly made the rosefinch\'s body a meal and fixed it in the air.

In front of him, Yang Fan had fought with a demon wolf in the back of the martial arts.

Yang Fan\'s momentum was like a rainbow, and his blood was stimulated by the rosefinch. Forge ahead, completely face to face with the demon wolf.

Boom!

Yang Fan turned his palm into a fist and hit the demon wolf on the head:

"Die!" Yang Fan shouted angrily.

Wow.

Then, the demon wolf\'s figure was weak and paralyzed on the ground, and his head was blasted by Yang Fan, red and white, and he could not die again.

But Yang Fan\'s figure still didn\'t stop. He simply handled the demon body of the demon wolf, gathered what he could use, and then continued to move forward.

Soon, another demon wolf appeared.

"No, it\'s a pack of wolves!" The rosefinch\'s voice sank and couldn\'t help saying:

"Boy, run away, this is a pack of wolves." The rosefinch said, then turned and flew away in the opposite direction.

"Boy, I tell you, you can\'t play so hard. You should practice step by step."

"It\'s a big deal, fire Lord. I\'ll spend some more resources to help you, so that you can start cultivating martial arts. Even if the effect is not as good as this, it won\'t be much worse."

"As for what I said just now, I\'m showing my sense of existence. Don\'t take it to heart."

The rosefinch chattered endlessly for fear that Yang Fan would leave a shadow in his heart.

But after a long time, the rosefinch found that there was no Yang Fan around him.

"Lying trough." The rosefinch stopped in an instant and turned suddenly. He was seeing Yang Fan standing alone against dozens of demon Wolves of level 6 and level 7.

"Boy, you\'re crazy. Let\'s go!" The rosefinch burst into a drink.

"Go? It\'s impossible. You\'re right, little Firebird. There shouldn\'t be the word escape in the world of the strong. What can dozens of demon wolves do? I, Yang Fan, can cut one head and kill them all."

"Come on, let\'s do it!" Yang Fan responded faintly, then flashed and rushed directly into the wolves.

In an instant, a bloody war broke out.

Dozens of demon wolves also set out at the same time. Their figures flickered in the void, pounded back and forth, and constantly touched Yang Fan\'s fist and palm.

Soon, Yang Fan became a blood man, including demon wolf and his own.

And at this time, Yang Fan\'s clothes had long been broken into slag and directly scrapped under the sharp claws of the demon wolf.

But even so, Yang Fan still continued to fight, and became braver and braver. Every time he shot, an extremely accurate force erupted. Between the fists and palms, a demon wolf was killed.

"Lying in a trough, ruthless! I have a special feeling that I have cultivated a madman." The rosefinch couldn\'t help being rude and messy in the wind.