Chapter six hundred and ninety-eight swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits!
( .) Having said this, Liu Feng’s forehead was already covered with sweat, and his back was soaked with sweat. He was afraid that Liu Daoxuan would find out something. (Suduwo..)
"Haha..." Liu Daoxuan smiled, "It's normal to go back to visit relatives, but now that the Qingcheng sect's population is declining, it's an extraordinary period. You'd better not go to Emei for the time being."
Liu Daoxuan's smile looked so terrifying to the three of them. Li Qiongying could only nod with eyes wide open. She was now almost certain that Liu Daoxuan was a zombie, because the zombie's eyes were blood red. Otherwise, Liu Daoxuan would never be like this.
Weirdly, he put on a pair of sunglasses that he didn't know where he came from, clearly trying to hide himself from others. Listening to his feminine tone, maybe it is true, as the rumors say, that Liu Daoxuan has been practicing evil swordsmanship in the back mountain these days.
"When did Meng'er come back?" Liu Daoxuan nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at Liu Meng who was hiding behind Li Qiongying. At this moment, a trace of murderous intent flashed through his purple eyes hidden under his sunglasses.
Liu Meng shrank his head when he heard the words, he was so stunned that he didn't dare to say anything, looking frightened. But Liu Feng, who was standing next to Liu Daoxuan, felt a sudden change in his heart. Although the murderous intention passed away, Liu Feng
Feng still felt a chill running down his spine, and that cold killing intent, needless to say, must have come from Liu Daoxuan.
Liu Daoxuan actually had murderous intention towards Liu Meng, which Liu Feng could not believe in any case. Liu Meng was the only son of the Liu family. Liu Daoxuan had regarded him as a treasure since he was a child. In order to cure Liu Meng's injuries, Liu Daoxuan even spared no effort.
He personally went to Jianshan to take risks, but at this moment Liu Daoxuan actually had murderous intention towards Liu Meng. Liu Feng almost thought he was dreaming. Is this his father?
Liu Daoxuan practices evil-fighting swordsmanship. This evil-fighting swordsmanship itself is a feminine martial art. Over time, people's personalities will become more and more extreme. Practicing swordsmanship in the palace is an indelible trauma to people's psychology. Therefore, Liu Daoxuan's mind
The trace of family affection in him became weaker and weaker after he practiced the evil-fighting sword technique. Instead, negative emotions such as hatred and resentment were gradually eroding his brain.
"Meng'er was the one who saw him being bitten by Song Dafen, and he was also the first person to know his identity as a zombie. Dad, maybe he doesn't know that this matter has been spread in the world now. I want to kill Meng'er to silence him!" Liu Feng was killed by his own
The idea was frightened, and the thoughts turned quickly, "Dad, Meng'er just came back not long ago, but he may have been too frightened. Now he is dull and mentally disturbed. When I ask him about the past, he can't remember it, but he recognizes me and me.
Qiongying, there is nothing we can do to cure her. Just now, I wanted to take her to Emei to show Uncle Miaozhen, but I don’t know what I can do."
The only solution for now is to let Liu Meng pretend to be stupid, and maybe there will be a glimmer of hope.
"Oh? Let's discuss this later!" The strange thing is that Liu Daoxuan didn't get entangled too much, and the murderous intention that made people shiver didn't appear again. He didn't practice evil-proof swordsmanship deeply, and it hadn't completely wiped out his desire.
Human nature, when I heard that Liu Meng was demented, my heart just fluctuated.
"Did I think wrong?" Seeing that Liu Daoxuan was not suspicious, Liu Feng was a little confused. He raised his head and looked at Liu Daoxuan, and said tentatively: "Dad, have you noticed anything unusual in the sect?"
"What's unusual?" Liu Daoxuan asked.
"Uh... Dad, haven't you noticed that there are a lot fewer disciples in the sect?" Liu Feng endured the chill in his heart and asked with a trembling voice.
"Haha, if we lose it, we will lose it. What else can we do?" Liu Daoxuan looked indifferent, as if he didn't care that he had fewer disciples.
In fact, Liu Feng didn't know that most of the missing disciples in the sect were secretly caught by Liu Daoxuan and sucked blood to practice martial arts in the back mountain. For the past few months, Liu Daoxuan had been hiding in the back mountain to practice evil-fighting sword skills.
Ever since he killed a disciple who came to the back mountain to spy on his sword practice and drained his blood, he discovered that the blood could speed up his practice. From then on, he was out of control. He sneaked into the sect every midnight, kidnapped several disciples, and helped
Its practice.
Therefore, most of the missing disciples who were thought to have defected by Liu Feng died at the hands of Liu Daoxuan. Only a small number of them actually escaped. Liu Daoxuan himself was the culprit, so how could he be suspicious of this matter.
"Feng'er, we have no more disciples, so we need to recruit them again. You immediately send your disciples down the mountain to post notices, and the Qingcheng sect opens the mountain gate to beckon the disciples! As a father, I have to stay in seclusion for some time to break through the innate realm." Liu Daoxuan also felt this.
There are fewer and fewer disciples. If there are fewer sheep, the wolves will be hungry. If they catch all the sheep, there will be nothing to eat. Liu Daoxuan also feels that it is getting harder and harder to catch fresh blood food these days, so he endures
He couldn't help but come out of seclusion early so that Liu Feng could recruit more disciples. This was the purpose of his coming out of seclusion this time.
"Oh... Dad, are you going to break through the innate realm?" Liu Feng looked surprised, but he was complaining in his heart. Now that everyone in the world knows the dangers of the Qingcheng Sect, who else is willing to join the Qingcheng Sect?
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"Changlang~!"
Liu Dao
With a wave in the air, the long sword was sheathed again.
Liu Feng was so fast that he didn't even see Liu Daoxuan's movements clearly. He only heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed. When he turned to look over, the sword had already been sheathed, as if the sword had never been unsheathed.
The huge boulder on the edge of the cliff showed no movement at all. Liu Feng looked at this scene in surprise, wondering what Liu Daoxuan was doing.
"When my father is in seclusion, no one is allowed to disturb me. Please handle the matter of recruiting disciples as soon as possible! This is the top swordsmanship left by my ancestors of the Qingcheng Sect. After my father has mastered it, I will naturally pass it on to you.
." Liu Daoxuan turned around and walked away slowly under Liu Feng's surprised gaze.
"Yes, Dad!" Looking at Liu Daoxuan's gentle steps and listening to his slightly girly tone, Liu Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Kaka..."
There was a strange sound behind them. Liu Feng and the other three turned around and saw that the boulder, which had been motionless for so long, split open directly from it under the blow of the mountain wind, leaving only half of it on the cliff, and the other half.
Half of it rolled down the mountain with a rumble.
The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been polished. From the top of the boulder to the ground, it was completed in one go without any hindrance or flaw. It was obvious that this was the result of Liu Daoxuan's sword just now.
It was just that the speed was too fast, the sword energy was invisible, and the wound was extremely thin, so Liu Feng did not realize at the beginning that the huge stone had been cut open by Liu Daoxuan's sword just now.
"Nothing in the world of martial arts can be broken except by speed!" This sentence is even more appropriate when it comes to swordsmanship. As long as the swordsmanship is fast enough, it can defeat all kinds of martial arts. The swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits is extremely sinister. The pursuit of
It is just a quick word, coupled with the invisible sword energy, it is simply hard to guard against. Often the opponent is already killed by the sword before he makes a move. (You are welcome to support me, it is my biggest motivation.)
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