"Break it for me!" Feng Shaoyu suddenly drew his finger and waved down. Suddenly, the blood-colored sword awns disintegrated, and a dazzling blood light burst out. In a moment, it covered the blade of the blast and shattered it. Swept away.

Feng Shaoyu turned his fingers again, and suddenly, the blood light scattered in the air suddenly gathered, condensed again, reduced to the bloody swordman, proudly standing in the air, and still aggressive and overbearing.

"Oh!" The double-winged devil screamed in rage, his wings fluttered at the same time. Suddenly, the blades of the wind that swept up, overlapped one by one, and doubled the power of each overlap, and the range of the whirlwind also expanded Times.

Feng Shaoyu raised her eyebrows slightly, surprised, and sneered: "Nice! I even know the truth of superposition, I really like you more and more. I will play with you for a while!"

Feng Shaoyu was not in a hurry. Following the rhythm of the double-winged devil, he also overlapped his blood-sharp swordmands to confront them.

Soon, the twelve-handed sword-mansions were all fused and superimposed into one sword-mansions. This is a huge sword-mantle with a length of nearly ten feet and emitting dazzling blood.

It is in sharp contrast with the black giant whirlwind blade in front of the double-winged devil. But they reflect each other, seeming strange to the outside.

Looking at the huge sword in front of him, Feng Shaoyu couldn't help shaking his head in his heart, and secretly said: It seems that my refinement of Jian Yuanli is not enough. It can only be achieved to this extent, which is really a waste. If the twelve serious swords could be compressed into a three-foot-long sword awn, how powerful would it be. Alas, I have to work harder.

Suddenly, the double-winged devil tiger roared, fluttering his wings, speeding up, and when it was a moment, it rushed into the blade of the whirlwind.

Feng Shaoyu froze slightly, with a little puzzlement in her heart: what is it doing? Is this to commit suicide?

But before he wanted to understand, the range of Cyclone Blade was doubled again, and its power was stronger than before. All the surrounding flowers and trees were involved, but when they went in, they all turned into ashes.

Oh damn! Why didn't I expect this trick? Really taught!

The whirlwind blade is like a thirteenth typhoon transiting, and it hits Shaoyu at high speed, and it is about to be crushed into ashes.

Feng Shaoyu stood on the top of the tree, letting the wind blow, the flowing hair and the robe rang, dancing, it seemed that the picture was very soft and chivalrous.

He slowly raised his right hand, and with a wave of his two fingers, the huge sword awn stood upright in the air, and the laser shot flew out, taking the blade of the whirlwind straight.

"When ..." For a while, the sound was constant, the light was flourishing, the blood and black magic were against each other, and they did not give up, and they were shining.

"Yeah! Yes, it is blocked. It is much stronger than that four sages!" Feng Shaoyu said, admiring a little.

But then, his face sank, and he said, "But you, too! It should end, it will end."

Suddenly, Feng Shaoyu had suitable hands and pushed forward violently. Suddenly, the giant sword spun at a high speed, giving off a glittering glory. With a bang, it went through the blade of the whirlwind.

With a wailing cry, the speed of the whirlwind blade slowed down, and finally turned into nothingness and disappeared.

On the ground, the double-winged devil lay down on the ground, bleeding blood, his eyes were a little dim, and it was obviously badly damaged.

Feng Shaoyu floated down from the bare treetops and landed five meters away from the double-winged devil.

Watching the winged devil with a little bit of life passing away, Feng Shaoyu was sad, and said, "Well! Don't look at me like this, you should understand natural laws and regulations better than me, weak and strong, survival of the fittest. Complain yourself Strength is poor, you go with peace of mind, I will remember you. "

Said, Feng Shaoyu raised his right hand, and his eyes flashed coldly.

"Oh!" Suddenly, the double-winged devil flew up suddenly, opened his mouth and bite Feng Shaoyu's neck, and launched his final blow.

Feng Shaoyu grinned sneer and said, "I was expecting you to do this. I have been waiting for you."

This time, Feng Shaoyu didn't use a sword, but he waved a stroke with a sharp blade, and the sharp blade sharply cut off the head of the double-winged devil.

Blood burst out and splashed three meters away. The huge head fell to the ground, his mouth was still open, his eyes were wide, and they were filled with the words "unwilling".

Tiger blood, Dabu! Don't waste it.

Feng Shaoyu felt sorry for him, and hurried forward, absorbing Yunqi's blood.

"Grumbling ..." After a while, Feng Shaoyu drank the pot full.

Feng Shaoyu wiped her mouth and sighed, "It's the best in the world!"

Then, Feng Shaoyu drew out the two-winged devil and guts, and devoured it. After devouring, he began to refine.

At the time of refining, his body did not flash black magic and blood red light, which seemed very strange.

However, he didn't realize it. After more than an hour, he refined the tiger blood and tiger gall.

"Hoo" Feng Shaoyu took a long breath and whispered to himself, "It's really good, I didn't expect that I also learned this trick."

While speaking, Feng Shaoyu spread his right hand. Suddenly, a small whirlwind appeared in his hand, and numerous small wind blades were flashing.

Suddenly, Feng Shaoyu waved out with a palm. Suddenly, a whirlwind appeared. Instantly, a big tree was swallowed up. In a blink of an eye, this big tree was cut by the wind blade and turned into ashes.

The power is not bad. If I add my sword horn, the lethality may increase a bit.

Looking at the corpse of the double-winged devil, Feng Shaoyu licked his saliva and said, "It's not too early, it's time to make dinner. Hehe ..."

After a while, the body of the double-winged devil became a piece of pork ribs. After getting out of the pot, putting in water, and setting off a fire, the soup began to boil.

Feng Shaoyu was not in a hurry, while slowly simmering the soup, while sitting still to further study the newly acquired skills.

Time is passing, and night is quickly coming.

After a long-time stew, the tempting flavour of the meat has been emitted from the soup pot.

Smelling the scent, Feng Shaoyu took a deep breath and said, "Well, really fragrant, it's almost time to put the seasoning."

After spreading the ingredients, Feng Shaoyu waited another half an hour before getting up. Because in his experience, this time is just now.

Feng Shaoyu couldn't wait to take a sip, licked his lips, and returned the taste: "I rub it, it's too delicious. It's more delicious than the last snake soup. If you can't eat it later, you can do it!"

Regardless, there is wine nowadays drunk, and it will cost you another day to buy wine.

The next time was to enjoy the delicious food. Feng Shaoyu drank and ate for an hour before stopping contentedly. He patted his swollen belly, and sighed very cozily: "Coca-Cola is a life that is so self-defeating!"