Holding the sword and holding the sister away

The big edible flower in front of it is extraordinarily huge, about four or five meters high, and the stems and leaves can only be surrounded by two people with their hands outstretched. Its bloody mouth is like a black hole with no depth, which is extraordinarily scary.

At this time, Tong Zhen had already been swallowed by it.

However, Fu Yan outside was not particularly worried about Tong Zhen. After all, this big food flower should only be a second-level monster, and Tong Zhen's powerful body is completely fearless.

But Dashihua didn't think so. It looked at Fuyan who was holding a sword on the ground, and seemed to be very angry. It was this person who just cut off all his vines.

So, Dashihua didn't think much about it, and directly bit down on Fu Yan.

Dashihua dragged her somewhat cumbersome body, how could her speed compare to Fu Yan's, she quickly jumped backwards, and easily avoided Dashihua's bloody mouth.

Seeing that he was flying into the air, the big food flower immediately became even more angry. It raised its head to the sky and gave a long roar, and immediately flew out of the vines behind it again, trying to grab Fu Yan desperately.

Having already comprehended the second form of the Wuhuan Sword, coupled with Xiaocheng's Peak Wind Shadow Step, Fu Yan at this time will naturally not be afraid of these vines, only to see her quickly shuttle through the green vines and swing her sword.

With the sword in hand, these green vines can't stick to the body at all.

Procrastinating like this is not an option, just when Fu Yan was hesitating whether to attack Dashihua's stomach, Dashihua in front of her suddenly struggled ferociously, as if she was suffering some great pain.

Fu Yan couldn't help but pause, and soon realized that it was Tong Zhen who made the shot. The next moment, she jumped back a certain distance without the slightest hesitation.

The next second, as expected, Fu Yan watched helplessly as Da Shihua's stomach was torn open by life, and then a figure slowly walked out from inside.

Seeing that the big food flower had fallen to the ground in pain, Fu Yan quickly stepped forward and chopped off its flowery head with a sword. Finally, he lost his breath completely.

"Are you okay?" Fu Yan put away her Linglong Broken Sword, walked towards Tong Zhen, and couldn't help asking.

Tong Zhen shook her head innocently, as if she still hadn't reacted, she raised her eyes to look at Fu Yan in front of her after a while, and said, "I was scared to death just now, I thought I was going to die, and I was almost about to crush it The beads given to me by the elders."

Fu Yan: "..."

How unconfident this little girl is about her own strength.

Fu Yan can probably guess that Tong Zhen's life experience should be unusual, and she should have had a good life since she was a child. Although she is powerful, she doesn't have much experience in life-and-death fighting.

But for the way of cultivation, the flowers in the greenhouse are useless. Only by truly tempering yourself can you have a better breakthrough.

"What is this?" Fu Yan suddenly saw a red fruit in Tong Zhen's hand, the size of an apple. Just looking at it, Fu Yan could already feel the abundant spiritual power in the fruit.

Tong Zhen was taken aback, looked down at his hand, and then slowly said: "I don't know, I just found this from Dashihua's stomach, it should be Chiyangguo."

Chiyang fruit is also a relatively rare spiritual fruit. It can help immortal practitioners improve their physical strength. It can not only strengthen their cultivation, but also have a certain breakthrough effect.

Moreover, in the training ground specially arranged by the sect, there are usually no opportunities. I have to say that Tong Zhen's luck is not bad. Presumably, it should be that this big food flower doesn't know where to eat it, and it hasn't had time to absorb it.

"Do you want Senior Sister Fu?" Tong Zhen asked her.

Hearing this, Fu Yan was a little funny, and felt that the child was a little too innocent, so she could only say helplessly: "This is your own chance, you should take it well, besides, this fruit is very useful to you, but it is of no use to me. .”

Tong Zhen nodded blankly, but she had no intention of eating it, after all, it was taken out of Dashihua's stomach, and she, who has always loved food, felt a little bit offended, but it's okay, you can take it out Sell ​​it and exchange it for chicken drumsticks.

Soon, the two of them simply tidied up and continued to break through.

There are four levels in the level C, and the last two levels are quite satisfactory. After all, Fu Yan's strength has risen again, and there is Tong Zhen who has terrifying power.

Therefore, the two passed the level C very smoothly.

It was already afternoon when the two came out of the C level, and there were far fewer people outside. Fu Yan didn't care too much, and went directly to the registration elder to receive the level clearance reward.

Five hundred low-grade spirit stones and one True Qi Pill.

Although there are not many, the small mosquitoes are still meat, which is not bad for the current Fu Yan.

"You did well." The registration elder seemed very happy, seeing Fu Yan and Tong Zhen couldn't help smiling and complimenting him, but his eyes fell on Tong Zhen at the end, and he didn't think about anything.

After leaving the training ground, Fu Yan was ready to go back directly to continue practicing. Her second form of the Wuhuan Sword still needs to be fully consolidated, otherwise it may be full of loopholes.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Fu today." Tong Zhen took out another chicken leg out of nowhere, and thanked Fu Yan with a smile while eating.

Fu Yan looked at the chicken leg in her hand, twitched the corner of her mouth uncontrollably, and said after a while, "I didn't help you with anything."

After recognizing Tong Zhen's strength, Fu Yan thought that if the two faced each other, she would not dare to say that she was sure of winning, but Tong Zhen's character still needs to be tempered.

"Can I still play with Senior Sister Fu in the future?" Tong Zhen suddenly looked at Fu Yan with big watery eyes, and asked slowly: "I just came to the inner sect, and I don't know anyone."

Fu Yan wanted to say that they probably didn't know each other well, but she didn't say anything in the end.

In the following days, Fu Yan has been practicing in her small wooden hut. With the passage of time, she has been able to use the two Wuhuan sword styles very proficiently.

During the period, Tong Zhen came to her twice, but seeing that Fu Yan had been practicing, she didn't bother her much, and was even infected by Fu Yan's hard work, so she was willing to put down her chicken legs and go back to practice.

Time flies, and soon it will be a month later.

For the past two days, Fu Yan has been trying to break through to the middle stage of consecration, but although there are some signs, she still has no success, and she has no choice but to choose to give up.

Breaking through this kind of thing still needs to go with the flow.

In the early morning, when Fu Yan had just changed into the Zongfu of her inner disciples and pushed out the door, she heard the crisp bells coming from the main peak of the Shui Lingzong.

As the bell rang, there were countless light spots flying towards Zhengfeng's competition dojo in the sky. Today is the annual ranking competition of the inner sect of Shui Lingzong.

Fu Yan was in a daze for a moment, she didn't expect the time to pass so quickly.

"Fu Yan, hurry up, the ranking competition is about to begin!" Tong Zhen suddenly appeared from outside the yard, and shouted excitedly at Fu Yan.

Because Tong Zhen is about the same age as her body, and she just entered the inner sect a few days earlier, so the title Senior Sister is a bit awkward, so Fu Yan said, just call each other by their names.

Fu Yan came back to her senses, and replied: "Let's go."

When the two were walking with their swords, Fu Yan was still thinking about today's ranking competition, when suddenly she heard Tong Zhen's joyful voice: "The front seems to be Senior Sister Bai Yueli!"

Fu Yan paused slightly, and raised her eyes.

A familiar figure fell into his eyes.