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Chen Feng gave a crazy roar, just like the wounded lonely wolf. He struggled with his strength. However, the more he struggled, the more tightened he felt.
"All is in vain!" The middle-aged man in blue clothes shouted: "My whip is made of Purple Golden Vine and the best Black Gold. It is useless to struggle unless you have reached the eighth level of Houtain Realm when you can use the power of ten thousand jins to get free. "
Chen Feng was seemingly crazy, but was calm in his deep mind, thinking quickly of some helpful tricks.
Suddenly, he touched three spirit stones of middle level which he took with him.
Chen Feng s.n.a.t.c.hed up these stones in his hand and began to perform martial arts with Beiduoluoye Sutras. In the meanwhile, Spirit Qi started to roam into his palm and stones disappeared in an instant.
In the Dantian of Chen Feng, three Spirit stones were absorbed by the ancient tripod. After a while, vast Spirit Qi overflowed from the ancient tripod. As usual, ancient tripod had absorbed half of the Spirit Qi, but even so the overflowing Spirit Qi was equal to half of the three Spirit stones of middle level, or seventy-five Spirit stones of low level. The power released from the tripod was so tremendous!
Spirit Qi had turned into Zhen Qi while the power of Chen Feng had increased successively.
Three thousand and five hundred jins!
Three thousand and seven hundred jins!
Four thousand jins!
But this was almost his extreme limit to obtain the power, for three Spirit stones of middle level were too small to help him to reach a higher level.
However, just when he was about to get the power of four thousands jins, suddenly he felt something broken in his head.
The epiphany about Bright Big Fingerprint came to his mind.
"I understand, I do! It should be like this! Originally, only reaching the second grade of Bright Big Fingerprint can be the real start. The former practice could merely be said as the rudimentary steps! And the second of Bright Big Fingerprint actually turns out to be like this!"
Chen Feng closed his eyes, continuing to feel the sense of epiphany.
In the meanwhile, the middle-aged man could kill Chen Feng completely, but he wanted to get the whereabouts of the esoterica of Wuji. He didn"t kill Chen Feng right away. He just humiliated Chen Feng in a distance. He sneered, "It"s no use closing your eyes."
But he didn"t notice that Chen Feng was moving his hands secretly to make a small magic print.
Chen Feng continued to deepen his epiphany in his mind and unintentionally made out the magic print. And when the print was finished, vast force was pouring out around the print in his hands. This wave of power was defensive rather than aggressive, but it was tremendous.
Quickly，this wave of power should form a defensive air hood around him, putting him in the center and continuously squeezing the air around outward. The whip which tied Chen Feng tightly was shoved off greatly, giving out a squeaky sound. Finally, with a huge sound, the whip should be broken up into two halves!
"Ah! " The middle-aged man in blue clothes was distressed to a scream. He was shocked, looking at Chen Feng unbelievably.
He never thought that Chen Feng should have the power to get rid of his whip. It was known that this whip could tolerate the power of ten thousand jins!
"How could you? How is it possible?" He shouted crazily: "Hou could it possible? How could you strand my whip? How could you?"
He was almost irritated to go crazy.
"Let me tell you why it is possible!" Chen Feng opened his eyes, giving a hearty burst of laughter. Getting free again, he began to attack the middle-aged man without any mercy. Bright Big Fingerprint was condensed in the air ceaselessly being thrown crudely towards the enemy.
The mana of the man totally relied on the whip. But however, now the whip was broken, his power was decreased by 80% so that he wasn"t the rival for Chen Feng any more. He was beaten backwards and could not fight against ChenFeng.
But if scrutinizing carefully, one would notice that the Big Fingerprint of Chen Feng was still powerful and aggressive, with much more mysterious changes combined.
Finally, the middle-aged man was. .h.i.t by Chen Feng on his lower abdomen, blood gushing from his mouth. He couldn"t stand up any more.
"Don"t kill me, please! Please!" The man knelt on the ground, begging Chen Feng who was walking to him. A moment ago he was arrogant and shamed Chen Feng ruthlessly, but now he was like a dog kneeling on the ground, imploring Chen Feng a pardon.
Chen Feng was not moved, keeping closing to him.
The man yelled: "Don"t kill me. I will give my mysterious esoterica whji, and I ......."
Chen Feng overlooked at him, enjoying his clownish behavior. He was so happy and smiled coldly: " who cares it!"
Then he crushed the man" head with one palm!
He took a deep breath. Knowing this place was not a place to linger on any more, he searched the man for something valuable. He got ten spirit stones of middle level and an old thread-bound book which should be the esoterica of Wuxi.
There was no time for Chen Feng to have a scan. He packed up all the things with the wolf pups which were eating pork bones and quickly ran away.
There stood sharp precipices and cliffs. It was too sharp and high to pa.s.s over, even for a bird.
It had been two hundred miles into Aomori mountains. It was almost out of the periphery. And if keeping walking inward, one would confront powerful monsters. That was dangerous and unpredictable.