Chapter 925 (1/2)

When the crisis comes, Lin Feng naturally wants to think of a way to deal with it in advance.

Because Lin Feng didn't know much about the Lawrence family, he made an important decision after searching the information network of the Xiao family.

”Flying sword! Now it seems that you should finish quenching in advance. Let those foreign devils have a good taste of your edge! ”

Summon the flying sword. Lin Feng's purpose is very simple, that is to quench the flying sword in advance. Originally, according to the normal quenching process, Lin Feng needed at least five days to make the flying sword work normally.

But now time doesn't allow, and Lin Feng doesn't know when those foreign devils will kill them. Therefore, Lin Feng could only take special measures and spend some price to quench the flying sword in advance.

”Unfortunately, I don't have enough Aura now. Otherwise, I don't need to use this blood refining method.”

Looking at the flying sword that had almost opened its edge, Lin Feng was cruel and cut his finger directly with the blade, so that his blood dropped on it.

Zizizi

Feijian sent out a burst of excited voice and greedily began to the blood of Lin Feng in Yunxi.

”Flying sword, it seems that you are still a bloodthirsty sword. OK! In that case, I'll let you suck enough of Lin Feng's blood today. ”

With that, Lin Feng bit his teeth and opened a blood hole in his thigh, still sucking his blood greedily with the flying sword.

A minute has passed!

Five minutes have passed!

Lin Feng's face began to turn pale. He didn't know how much blood was absorbed by the flying sword. However, what he can see is that as the flying sword absorbs more and more blood, the light becomes more and more vigorous.

”All right! It will be OK soon. I knew I should have been fatter. Maybe there will be more blood. ”

For seven minutes, Lin Feng estimated that he had lost nearly ordinary blood in his body. If it were an ordinary person, such a large number of bloodthirsty people would have died long ago.

However, Lin Feng is a cultivator, and blood is not the most important part of his body. Therefore, the loss of a lot of blood just made Lin Feng's face pale and his physical strength a little worse.

However, in Lin Feng's Dantian, the rolling vitality supported his new purchase and ensured that his life would not be threatened.

”Fortunately, Feijian, if you are more greedy, as long as the blood in my body is less than half, you will really kill me. ”

Finally, Lin Feng smiled with his tempered flying sword. He was a painstaking man with great Kung Fu!

”Although this method of blood refining is harmful to my body, it can make the flying sword more humane and match my spiritual consciousness. In this way, when you kill the enemy, you will naturally be more flexible... ”

Lin Feng's spiritual awareness moved. Sure enough, the flying sword made a buzzing sound and danced like Lin Feng's arm.