Immortal Martial God

Chapter 41 Fly

Chapter 41 Fly

He sat cross-legged, concentrating on reading the movement technique incantation, and repeatedly groping it in his mind.

Speaking of which, the Flash Shadow Step was just a movement technique, but its incantation was rather complicated.

After reading a book, Xiang Nan discovered that it was already dark.

"Did you look at it for more than two hours?" Xiang Nan rubbed his shoulders and said, "It's not difficult to memorize it. It's not difficult to understand it. What's difficult is to master it."

He stood up and muttered to himself, pouring the weather under his feet.

The moment the Flash Shadow Step Art took effect, the dust particles under Xiang Nan's feet slowly floated upwards.

Whoosh!

Xiang Nan took a step forward, followed by Peng!

"Damn it" He rubbed his forehead and discovered that he had actually crashed into a mountain wall.

"Mountain wall?" Looking at the huge cracks on the mountain walls, Xiang Nan was stunned, "There are no mountain walls in my place. Could it be … ah!"

He turned around and saw that the surrounding scenery was very unfamiliar.

He immediately recalled that the Flash Steps were five times faster than his limit speed, five hundred meters per second!

This was because the Black Sharp Mountain Range was densely forested, and he only needed to walk a hundred meters away to be unable to see where he had been previously.

"Ha … haha!" Xiang Nan sat on the ground and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"My saber! My saber is still far away."

He once again used the Shadow Steps to charge in the direction he had come from.

At that time, the scenery on both sides became blurry due to the rapid retreat, followed by a series of explosions.

After Xiang Nan stopped, he picked up the wood chips on his head and looked back. A dozen trees were broken wherever he passed.

Xiang Nan inserted his black scale behind him and carried it on his back instead of putting it into his storage ring.

This was because he knew that a martial artist's weapon had to be worn close to his body from time to time. If this continued for such a long time, it would create an illusory tacit understanding between the martial artist and the weapon.

However, this black scale was three meters tall, and Xiang Nan was only a little over 1.7 meters tall. He looked a little disproportionate with the knife on his back, but there was no lack of visual shock.

He adjusted his angle a few times before using the black scale to absorb his body, preventing the sword from touching the ground.

Then, Xiang Nan muttered to himself, "If he used the Flash Steps to cooperate with the Splitting Blade's movements, wouldn't it be that its power has increased dramatically?"

Thinking of this, he immediately went into the experiment excitedly.

Xiang Nan held the hilt of the saber in his right hand and made an advance motion of drawing the saber, aiming at a tree ten meters away.

Immediately after, he shouted, "Flash Shadow!"

Whoosh! Peng!

His speed was too fast, and his entire body turned into an afterimage! Even though his saber had just been raised, he had already leaned against the tree.

The tree was indeed destroyed, but it was hit with his face.

"Haha" Xiang Nan helplessly smiled bitterly, "The Shadow Flash Steps are really fast, but it's too fast."

The Flash Step was only five hundred meters in a second, which made it extremely difficult for Xiang Nan to make a short distance movement of five meters or ten meters.

This was the first time that Xiang Nan felt the difficulty of cultivating a high-level movement technique in advance.

"In order to solve this dilemma, we have to go through a lot of training." He rubbed his shoulders and said.

If he was too fast, he wouldn't be able to keep up with his reaction speed, and if he couldn't keep up with his reaction speed, he would lose his flexibility.

Xiang Nan carried his huge black saber and the dust under his feet slowly floated up. With a whoosh, it turned into an afterimage and rushed out.

As a result, the entire mountain range was filled with traces of Xiang Nan crashing into trees and mountains.

Peng!

"Aiya …"

Peng!

"Damn it!"

Peng!

"Ahhh, another collision!"

From midnight to dawn, a red sun illuminated the forest through the cracks between the mountains.

Xiang Nan sat cross-legged under a tree, tearing at the leg of lamb he carried with him as he ate and flipped through his storage ring.

"The Flash Steps have consumed too much energy and weather." He wiped his mouth. In the storage ring, almost all the spirit herbs and pills used to recover had been eaten clean!

Every time the Shadow Steps rushed 500 meters, it would consume nearly a tenth of his previous weather! This figure was incomparably terrifying.

Xiang Nan packed his things and looked at a tree ten meters away.

Following that, dust rose from beneath his feet and his body turned into an afterimage as he rushed out.

In an instant, the sprint stopped. Xiang Nan steadied himself and turned around to see that the tree was already five meters behind him.

"I rushed fifteen meters." Xiang Nan nodded, "The error is controlled at about five meters, but it is still far from enough."

Xiang Nan sat down cross-legged, slowly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, absorbing it into his body, refining his dantian into his own weather.

This was the most common way for martial artists to cultivate, but it was a bit too time consuming for Xiang Nan.

"I need spirit stones." Half an hour later, Xiang Nan's body was finally filled with primordial energy, he muttered to himself.

He found his Wind Chasing Stallion and rode away.

Spirit stones were a peculiar type of ore. They contained abundant spiritual energy, which was absorbed faster than the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth. They could quickly replenish a martial artist's energy consumption, but their price was extremely expensive.

Spirit stones were divided into five grades: defective spirit stones, low-grade spirit stones, mid-grade spirit stones, high-grade spirit stones, and top-grade spirit stones.

In Bluestone City, there was a spirit stone shop.

There were two floors in this shop. The first floor sold defective spirit stones, the second floor sold low-grade spirit stones, and there was no higher grade spirit stones.

Even so, those spirit stones were still very precious and kept in the counter window. Every single one of them was sold as gemstones.

A defective spirit stone was enough for a Xiantian sixth layer martial artist like Xiang Nan to replenish the weather twice.

However, looking at the price tag of "five hundred gold coins", Xiang Nan was a little discouraged.

At this moment, there was only some change in his storage ring, and if he put it together, it would only cost around 1,300 gold coins.

" Young Master do you want to see the defective spirit stones?" The waiter smiled as he spoke.

Xiang Nan nodded awkwardly and said, "I want two."

At the same time, he thought to himself, if he had known earlier, he would have left more money with him. Last time, he had given all of the millions of gold coins to his grandfather, and he had only left this little bit. It was not enough to spend.

"Just two? Do you want a few more?" The waiter rubbed his hands and urged.

Xiang Nan was so embarrassed. He thought to himself, "How could this guy not be sensible?" He said, "Two is enough."

"Oh? Isn't this Xiang Nan?" Just as he was speaking, an ear-piercing voice came from the door.

Xiang Nan followed the direction and saw three eighteen or nineteen-year-old young men. Their faces were somewhat familiar.

When Xiang Nan looked at the person who spoke, he remembered that when he was fighting Li Qingchuan in Welcome Street a few days ago, these kids were following Mo Hai and the others.