Sword Emperor in the city

Chapter 191 Originally from [The third update of the three thousand recommended votes has been updated]

With a flash of silver sword energy, the young man's arm was gone, and he fell to the ground, blood spattering.

The young man let out a cry of pain, and trembled when he saw the empty shoulders, watching all this in disbelief.

Isn't this kid in front of him a casual cultivator?Why it came out like this?
Moreover, at this very moment, he felt the fluctuation of Liu Feifan's cultivation base, which was the fluctuation of the breath of the Five Zangs of the Divine Treasure Realm.

This kind of cultivation is already comparable to the top geniuses of their twelve aristocratic families. Is he really a casual cultivator?
is that a lie?how is this possible.

The young man was shocked. He thought Liu Feifei was a vulnerable casual cultivator, but he never expected that his cultivation was stronger than he imagined.

After the young man screamed in pain, he didn't say anything more, not even the blood gun and the broken arm, and turned around to leave.

What an international joke?
If you can't see the situation in the field clearly, you will be a fool, and it will be too late to escape.

Liu Feifan smiled slightly: "Brother, why are you running away?
Don't you want to kill me?Want my Aura key?

what to go?
Let's have a BBQ and chat! "

"Talking about your uncle!" The young man didn't turn his head, Liu Feifan was clearly teasing him.

Liu Feifan concentrated his palm, and a long sword with sword energy condensed out, flying out with silver light, piercing through one of the young man's thighs with a bang, and nailing it to a big tree by the side of the road.

Immediately afterwards, a flying sword shot at him, completely nailing the young man to the tree, making him unable to move.

"Tell me, people from that family, what is the spirit key?"

Before the young man had time to struggle, the point of Zhuxinjian was already on his neck. Liu Feifan was right in front of him, lighting a cigarette unhurriedly, and spit a puff of smoke on his face.

The young man wanted to cry but didn't have any tears. He didn't read the almanac when he went out today. How could he meet this casual cultivator whose cultivation level is comparable to the top geniuses of their twelve aristocratic families.

That great god said that casual cultivators are not as good as domestic ones?I killed you.

The young man smiled wryly, his body was pierced and nailed to the tree trunk, dripping with blood, like a cow waiting to be killed.

He regretted it, he had been indoctrinated with the idea that the lone cultivators and ghosts were not as good as their big aristocratic families, and the casual cultivators he met before were also like this, vulnerable guys.

This time, he never dreamed that the lowly-looking casual cultivator in front of him was already comparable to the top geniuses of their big aristocratic families.

Liu Feifei breathed out a puff of smoke on the young man's ferocious ghost mask, lightly swiped his heart-killing sword upwards, and the ferocious ghost mask fell out lightly, revealing a delicate face.

Liu Feifan smoked a cigarette, and said unhurriedly: "You look good, many girls are salivating at you, right?" I don't know if it is the truth or a joke.

"Brother, I'm so proud of you. You're handsome." The young man smiled wryly, but now he's so ineffective, he's a lamb at the mercy of others.

Liu Feifan smiled, waved the spiritual energy key in front of the young man, and said, "Tell me, if you are satisfied, maybe I will let you go.

This time, let's just buy a training session, don't be arrogant in the future, okay?

Otherwise, you will die a miserable death. "

The young man was about to cry, and said with a sad face: "There is a road on the earth called the Spiritual Road, and it is extremely dangerous, and there is a danger of death at any time.

As the so-called opportunity and danger coexist, if one can open the spiritual path, one will get unimaginable benefits in the end, and improvement in cultivation is inevitable.

And the thing in your hand is the key of this spiritual path, the spiritual path will appear every ten years, and these keys will appear together with it.

To say they are keys, it is better to say that it is a ticket, a certificate of approval.

Only those who are approved by it can enter the spiritual path.

Now bro do you understand? "

"Spiritual path?" Liu Feifan nodded. It is conceivable that this spiritual path must be full of dangers. If you enter it, you may not get any benefits, but you may even lose your life.

Liu Feifan really longed for cultivation and strength in his heart, but compared to that, he wanted to stay by his side to protect those he wanted to protect.

In the spiritual path, in addition to one's own danger, there are also many dangers from opponents.

"Give it to you!" After Liu Feifei thought about it, he handed the key to the young man.

The young man froze for a moment, with an expression uglier than crying: "Brother, don't play with me, my little heart can't stand it.

Besides, aren't you obviously playing with me?
You can also give me a hand to pick it up.

Moreover, you have been approved by it, you must enter the spiritual path, otherwise, you will be obliterated by the spiritual path. "

The corners of Liu Feifan's mouth twitched. Sure enough, the ancients did not deceive me. They should not touch things or talk nonsense.

What should we do now?
Didn't they force him to go into that cage?
"Where do spirit paths usually appear?" Liu Feifan continued to ask.

That being the case, let's go in. He believes that if it is really what the young man said, it will be easy for the spiritual path to kill him.

Besides, with his cultivation base, among his peers, who is he afraid of?

"Fengdu!" The young man said: "This time there are only twenty or so keys to the Spirit Road in Guanghai City, and each time, there are a hundred keys, which will appear in several different places, and the number is also different.

At the end of the Spiritual Road, there are ten places, and No.1 is naturally the one with the richest rewards. "

"Fengdu City?" Liu Feifan nodded. He almost understood the cause and effect of this matter.

Doesn't that mean that at that time, all the cultivators will gather in Fengdu?
Tsk tsk, it's quite attractive when you think about it. Ever since he embarked on the journey of cultivating immortals, he has never seen a crowd of cultivators gathering.

"When will it be turned on?" Liu Feifan continued to ask.

"A month later, when it opens, no matter where you are, you will be taken to the Spiritual Path Gate, so you don't have to worry about this!

Brother, you know everything you need to know.

You adults don't remember villains, let me go, I swear, I will never tell you. "

The young man pleaded, wanting to cry but no tears, how could he meet this evil star who didn't know anything.

Liu Feifan nodded and didn't say anything. Now that the matter was clear, he didn't want to embarrass the young man, so he swept the heart-killing sword away.

With a bang, a head fell to the ground, and a stream of blood shot up into the sky, staining the tree trunk red.

The young man's headless corpse trembled, then became unresponsive.

Liu Feifan sucked the cigarette out of his mouth, threw the cigarette butt away, turned and left without even looking at the young man's body, and picked up his blood gun.

He is no longer a fledgling kid. He understands that releasing the young man is letting the tiger go back to the mountain. There are too many people he wants to protect, and all threats must be wiped out.

He didn't want what happened to Du Li to repeat itself.

Moreover, the young man is a member of the Twelve Aristocratic Family, if he is released, it may bring about a catastrophe.

Although he is not afraid.

The blood gun was very heavy, weighing several hundred catties. According to Zhao Mingming, the person who used the gun-shaped weapon was from the Meng family of the twelfth family.

Suddenly, in the building complex not far away, a sword energy shot up into the sky, accompanied by a woman's cry.

(End of this chapter)