"That''s it?" maple leaf was curious.

    How can a blacksmith not beat a broken iron bar flat? When I reached out, I found that the short iron stick was really heavy, almost 200 kilograms, which was obviously not ordinary iron.

    But this weight is nothing to Ye Feng.

    He fiddled with it and nodded with satisfaction. "Yes, I''ll take it away. This thing can kill people just by smashing it. Here''s the silver, then."

    "Then I''ll make a lot of money." Zhao Daniu next to him opened his mouth, smiled silently, and took it with his rough palm.

    "Maybe you lost a lot. I don''t think this stick is ordinary." Ye Feng left the blacksmith''s shop with an iron stick and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye. There was a rhythmic sound of beating iron again soon

    After entering dahelin for the second time, Ye Feng also got a general understanding of some of them.

    The ten mile range of the entrance belongs to the marginal area. The wild animals in this area are no longer a threat to Ye Feng, while ten to thirty miles are the periphery. You can meet yellow rank inferior monsters like flame tiger. As for the thirty mile range, it should be regarded as the interior. The probability of haunting monsters is much higher. During this period, there may even be powerful monsters above middle grade.

    The middle grade monster is not easy to deal with by the current leaf maple.

    But at the present state, the middle and lower grade elixir of the Yellow terrace plays a smaller and smaller role in Ye Feng. At the edge and even the periphery, the probability of obtaining the top-grade elixir is terrible. Ye Feng, who wants to be stronger, has slowly entered the interior of dahelin.

    At the moment, in the dark mountains, he was dormant in a jungle, his eyes staring at the front.

    In the mountain stream and deep pool not far from the front, there is a tiger skin python with shining scales. The python is seven or eight feet long and has an inch small horn on its head, which seems to have reached the level of monster.

    On the cliff beside the pool, a green spirit grass with Baoguang is like a dense fog. You can smell a strong essence from a distance. The breath is refreshing. Taking a breath can shock people''s spirit and improve their soul.

    Ye Feng is attracted by this grass.

    As soon as the eternal pulse realized the breath of this spirit grass, it sent out a kind of hunger and thirst. Although he doesn''t know this spirit grass, Ye Feng also knows that what can make the eternal green pulse throb like this must belong to the top grade of the Yellow level.

    Even higher.

    "This spirit grass seems to be able to improve the ability of the spirit. We must get it." the dormant Ye Feng''s eyes showed fire and stared at the spirit grass tightly, and his right hand held the three foot long short iron rod tightly.

    If it hadn''t been for the protection of the tiger skin Python here, he would have done it.

    Python monsters are difficult to deal with. They have great strength and toughness. In addition, they often have toxicity. Once they are entangled, they are very troublesome.

    Now Ye Feng is only in the middle of blood exchange. It is difficult to kill this monster with a length of seven or eight feet.

    So he is waiting for the opportunity.

    Monsters with huge bodies generally rarely move. Most of the time has passed.

    From the day to the top of the moon.

    When night falls, a full moon appears in the night sky. Then, the tiger skin Python raises its head to aim at the full moon and slowly breathes in its essence.

    The biggest difference between a monster and a beast is that the beast can practice, and it can soak up the essence of the sun and moon, quench the body and slowly advance.

    At the moment, it looks up to the sky and absorbs a lot of moonlight essence into the body.

    "Compared with human beings, the lower level monster of the Yellow level is really too powerful. We human Warriors must advance to the congenital environment before we can use the vitality of heaven and earth to practice, and the monster can do this at the lower level of the Yellow level."

    Ye Feng was a little surprised.

    This is the first time he has seen a monster practicing.

    Tiger''s python, such a low order monster, is not as good as the innate warrior at the speed of huff and puff. However, the Shou yuan of the beast is far above human beings, so it is hard to say who is stronger than the monster and the beast.

    At the middle of the month, tiger skin Python was still alert at the beginning, and occasionally opened his eyes to look around, but at the moment, it was obvious that he had completely entered the state of cultivation.

    Ye Feng had already had a spell of incense and had not seen it open his eyes.

    "It''s almost time."

    Ye Feng''s eyes lit up and his feet gave a meal. Suddenly, the whole person was like a sharp arrow and rushed towards the python with his head held up in front.

    The fourth move of the beast king fist "flying crane spreads its wings" followed by the fifth move "fierce tiger down the mountain".

    From the advanced stage to the middle stage of blood exchange, Ye Feng has refined the first five fists of beast king fist, of which the first three moves have reached the state of Xiaocheng.

    Shua!

    Ten feet at a time.

    A dull voice sounded, and the dark short stick in his hand hit the Python''s head like a meteor chasing the moon.

    Sensing the changes of vitality around him, the eyes of the tiger skin python, who was addicted to cultivation, flashed fiercely, revealing a touch of blood light.

    Hoo!

    Python''s tail fought back, tearing the air like an iron whip and hissing the wind.

    Tiger skin Python''s tail is covered with inverted hook shaped stingers, shining black light. Once hit, it will be highly toxic even if it is not pumped into debris.

    But when its tail rolled up, Ye Feng''s dark shining short iron rod had taken the lead in hitting the top of the python. Thousands of kilograms of explosive force poured into the heavy iron rod and hit the short corners of its head into its head.

    Poof!

    The short voice that made people itch sounded, the boa constrictor''s big head fell down, and its rolled iron tail lost its power as its essence dissipated.

    Ye Feng''s right hand moved, and he pulled out a stick with a sound of "Bata". Fresh blood splashed out, and the tiger skin Python stopped completely.

    "This stick is so powerful! With my strength, you can kill the inferior monster of the Yellow rank with one blow."

    At the same time, Ye Feng was surprised. He raised his short iron rod and looked at it. In the moonlight, the dark short rod was no different from ordinary iron rods.

    But the weight and power are not as simple as ordinary iron.

    After glancing at the dead tiger skin python, the iron bar shook. Ye Feng picked up the single horn on the Python''s forehead and wrapped it in a bundle of income. Only then did he observe around and make sure there was no crisis, so he jumped up the cliff and picked the spirit grass that was obviously not low in grade.

    Lingcao is green and dripping. Under the moonlight, it emits a bright radiance, fragrance overflows, and a strong smell fills the air, which shocked Ye Feng''s mind.

    Obviously, it is a kind of spiritual grass that can warm the spirit, which is very rare.

    The eternal green pulse has released its attraction. A moment later, the precious light of the spirit grass disappeared. Although it still looks green, it has no medicine.