There are still 42 points of energy left. Luo Han plans to use these energy to help Cheng Yaojin improve his realm. He may be able to successfully break through to the fourth-level martial artist.

However, before he could give instructions to the system, the system actually prompted him again.

"bite!"

"Tip: The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Only your own strength is truly powerful!"

"Tip: Players' energy point is frozen. When the energy point reaches 300, the system will automatically enable the skill extraction option for the player."

Luo Han blinked, but couldn't react for a while.

What's the situation? The system still has this kind of operation?

Is it because I want to draw a few more heroes to help me kill and save energy, so the system made such a special move?

According to Luo Han's plan, he wanted to remain in the realm of an eighth-level warrior for a short period of time, and then summon ten and eight powerful heroes around him. When he encounters an enemy, how awesome is it?

But now, the system obviously does not want him to do this, but allows him to improve his own realm while summoning heroes.

At this time, the energy point is frozen, and 42 points of energy are not used for the time being. You can only wait until 300 points to start the skill extraction once.

"Is it true that one's own strength?"

Turn off the system operation interface and put the Storm Sword beside him. Luo Han took a roasted rabbit and bit it into his mouth with a large mouthful of rabbit meat.

"It's over?" A Ke's eyes swept over, revealing a hint of expectation.

"Yeah!" Luo Han nodded and said slowly: "In addition to this giant sword, there is also a new companion... I will see you soon!"

A new companion? A Ke's mouth curled up.

......

......

The sun rose eastward, and the three of them walked quickly in the dense forest, heading towards Duanshan City.

The Tianwu Continent is full of spiritual energy, and you can occasionally see some precious medicinal materials in the dense forests of this mountain range, and even century-old ginseng is not a rare thing.

"Young Master, look!"

A Ke shouted softly and raised his hand to point under a stone wall.

I saw a Ganoderma lucidum growing there. The size of Ganoderma lucidum is quite large. Judging from the patterns and the fragrance on it, it was actually a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

Of course, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is just an example, it is just that its medicinal effect is much stronger than that of the ordinary hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, but it may not have really grown for thousands of years.

"Pick the good thing, maybe it will be helpful to our cultivation!"

Luo Han said, "You can't rely on energy points to improve your strength, and it is necessary to practice by yourself on weekdays."

Now Luo Han is at the peak of the eighth-level warrior. He has entered the realm of the ninth-level warrior with half his foot. Even if he practices by himself, he will probably not be able to break through.

In the Tianwu Continent, there are many powerful alchemists who can refine precious medicinal materials into pills to double the efficacy of the medicine.

However, Duanshan City is just a remote small city on the Tianwu Continent. The so-called four major families are just local tyrants, and there will be alchemists there?

Therefore, after picking the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, Luo Han could only boil it into a decoction and use it.

After a while, A Ke had carefully picked off the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, but before she could return to Luo Han, she suddenly narrowed her eyes and turned her head to look at the dense forest in the distance.

"What's wrong?" Luo Han asked.

"Some people, and there are quite a few!" A Ke said in a deep voice.

Among the three, she has the highest realm, and her ears and perceptions are also more sensitive.

Except for bandits, hunters and medicinal farmers, who would come to this deep mountain?

Luo Han was confused, but he didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he waved his palm and the three of them hid in the bushes.

"Stop, you can't escape. Hand over the things and you can spare your life!"

The group chased each other and appeared in the sight of Luo Han and the other two.

A man at the front was covered in blood, holding a broadsword in his hand, stumbled forward, turning a deaf ear to the threat behind him.

Behind him, five men chased each other. The five men were wearing black short shirts and cloaks behind them. A winged eagle embroidered on the cloak, and the scimitar in their hands was flashing with a bloodthirsty cold light.

"Hmm? This outfit... is it from Eagle Guard?" Luo Han frowned.

In the Tianwu Continent, there are many sects, and major forces are intertwined, and many countries exist.

These countries and sects have different strengths and weaknesses, and some sects and families are even stronger than those of the country.

Duanshan City is a city under the jurisdiction of the Zhantian Empire.

This Eagle Guard is a hawk in the War Heaven Empire... In the city lord's mansion in Duanshan City, there is an Eagle Guard. Luo Han, as the young head of the Luo family, has lived in Duanshan City since he was a child, and naturally is very familiar with the Eagle Guard's outfit.

"Did these Eagle Guards come from Duanshan City? What did they ask that person to hand over?" Luo Han was puzzled.

At this moment, a cold light flashed through Luo Han's gaze.

"It's stubborn!"

It was an arrow, a short crossbow from one of the Eagle Guards.

As the first arrow was shot out, several other eagle guards also raised their short crossbows, one by one, one by one, and shot at the man with a sharp roar.

"puff!"

"puff!"

With a muffled sound, the man was finally shot after dodging two arrows in a row.

Three arrows passed through his back, and half of the arrow pointed out through his chest, bringing blood flowers.

"ah!"

A wave of weakness came, and the man fell to the ground on one knee, with deep despair in his eyes.

"It's all what you forced me...you can't get anything I can't get!"

With this sentence, the man took out a piece of folded sheepskin from his arms. The sheepskin looked a little old, and some lines and patterns could be vaguely seen on it.

"call!"

The next moment, the man threw the sheepskin up and raised the broadsword in his hand with his last slight strength. The fighting spirit surged out, and the broadsword swept towards the sheepskin in the air.

Obviously, he planned to chop the sheepskin to pieces before he died.

"not good!"

The faces of the eagle guards changed drastically, but there was still a distance between the two sides, and it was too late to rush over to stop them.

Fortunately, one of them reacted quickly and raised the short crossbow in his hand as soon as possible.

"Swoosh!"

A crossbow arrow flew out and shot the sheepskin before the broad sword shattered it.

Then, in the man's unwilling eyes, the inertia of the arrow flew away with the sheepskin and fell into a short bush.

"Hmph! You can die!"

The Eagle Guard quickly stepped forward, and the scimitar swept across the man's neck. The big head flew out immediately, and blood was sprinkled everywhere.

In the distance, among the bushes, Luo Han blinked his eyes and looked speechlessly at the enemy three meters away on the left. An arrow was inserted into the sheepskin and was lying quietly there.

"This...is this considered an unscathing?"

Deep down, Luo Han didn't want to have any contact with the Eagle Guard, and he didn't want to have any conflicts with the Eagle Guard.
Chapter completed!