Sword Emperor in the city

Chapter 77 Seeing Stone Cakes Again【Recommendation Ticket】

This is a little boy, about eight or nine years old, with a disdainful smile on his still childish face, his eyes fixed on Liu Feifan, and he is dressed in Taoist robes, making him look like a fairy boy.

Liu Feifan ignored the little boy, looked at Hu San, and said, "Where's the enemy?"

Hu San smiled wryly, obviously out of control, but the corner of his mouth slanted towards the little boy beside him, as if telling him that this little boy was the enemy.

Seeing Liu Feifan ignoring him, the little boy became impatient, and said ruthlessly: "Stinky boy, who do you look down on?
Didn't you see just two people here?

The old man is the current head of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Tianming.

Today, the old man wants to avenge Xiaojie and Tianrui, you have nowhere to run! "

Hearing Zhuge Tianming's youthful voice and his frantic look, Liu Feifan was even more stunned, the patriarch of the Zhuge family?
Is there no one in their house?
This little one is still the patriarch?

Are you kidding me?

Liu Feifan curled his lips: "Children, call your parents out, I don't beat children."

Zhuge Tianming was stunned for a moment, gnashing his teeth like a little tiger: "What are you talking about? Who are you calling a child?

The old man is one hundred and seven this year, who do you look down on?
The old man shits more than you eat. "

Liu Feifan's jaw is about to drop, is this girl really a hundred and seven years old?
is that a lie?Is it well maintained?
But, even if you know how to take care of it, why doesn't your body grow?Or do you mean that you have to take care of your body to protect your body?

The corner of Liu Feifan's mouth twitched, he didn't think too much about it, he didn't care what patriarch you were, he didn't care if you were one hundred and seven years old, he just wanted to save Hu San.

"Stop!" Zhuge Tianming shouted coldly, his childish face turned cold.

Liu Feifan turned a deaf ear and walked towards Hu San step by step. He was implicated by himself, and he must be rescued today.

"Bold junior, dare to ignore my words?" Zhuge Tianming turned blue, took out a small gossip plate, and twisted his fingers on the yin-yang fish.

There was a buzzing sound like a door opening.

The Yinyin fish on the gossip plate was opened, and small black and white swords the size of fingers flew out of it, flying towards Liu Feifan with a buzzing sound like bees emerging from a nest.

Liu Feifan smiled coldly: "Competing swords with me?
Even if you are one hundred and seven years old, you are still far behind me. "

Liu Feifan's mind was moved, and the flying sword technique was deployed, thousands of flying swords surrounded him, Zhuge Tianming's black and white small sword had just entered within one meter of him, and had already been chopped into powder by the flying swords that attacked actively.

"Cultivator!"

Zhuge Tianming's face changed slightly. He only knew that Liu Feifan was very powerful, but he didn't know that he was still a cultivator of immortals.

The flying black and white swords couldn't even get close to Liu Feifan's body, and it had become a thing of the past.

Zhuge Tianming's small body trembled, his hands were squeezed violently, and he rushed out after a few flashes of his body. I don't know if his speed was really too fast, or if he used some secret technique. , leaving behind a string of phantoms.

"Bagua seal!"

Zhuge Tianming's voice came from all directions, and as his voice fell, all the phantoms raised their palms one after another, and a small gossip appeared in each palm, pressing towards Liu Feifan.

Liu Feifan didn't change his expression. Facing Zhuge Tianming's attack, he folded his arms instead and stared at him intently. Before the attack came within one meter of his body, he was already split in two by Feijian.

In the end, there was a sound of "poof", blood spattered, all phantoms disappeared at this moment, and Zhuge Tianming's real body was also exposed.

"Damn!"

Zhuge Tianming yelled, he didn't expect that it would be so difficult to get close to Liu Feifan's body, which greatly affected his self-confidence.

Liu Feifan grinned: "Have you had enough trouble?
How about taking you to see Hades? "

Zhuge Tianming was stunned for a moment, Liu Feifan's smile was like the smile of death, which gave him a chill in his heart.

He knew that he might have kicked the iron board.

Uncle, they didn't tell themselves that Liu Feifei is a cultivator of immortals.

Isn't this cheating?

Before Zhuge Tianming could react too much, the dancing flying swords suddenly combined one after another, turning into a giant long sword, and pointed at the sky, and slashed down suddenly.

Zhuge Tianming wanted to escape, to stay away from the scope of the giant sword's attack.

However, his feet couldn't be controlled at all, and it was difficult to move half a point.

With a puff.

A bunch of blood spattered out.

The two halves of the corpse hit the ground heavily.

The giant sword was divided again, and a flying sword flew out, cutting off the gossip on Hu San's forehead.

When his body regained his freedom, Hu San immediately fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and the beard on his face was blown into the air by his breathing.

Liu Feifan retracted the flying sword and said with a smile, "Can you still take care of yourself?"

Hu San nodded: "Fortunately, you came early, otherwise, I don't know how long I will be controlled by him."

Liu Feifan patted Hu San on the shoulder: "This happened because of me, it's my responsibility, I'm the one who got you involved."

Hu San waved his hand and said nothing, but looked at Liu Feifan with fiery eyes.

Although he is also called a great master by others, but in front of Liu Feifan, the word master has no weight at all.

Liu Feifan could see what Hu San was thinking, but he didn't know how to open the way of cultivating immortals for others, and there was nothing he could do.

"I'm going to shut down!"

Suddenly, Hu San said firmly.

"Shut up?"

Liu Feifan was puzzled, do people like Hu San also need to retreat?

"A long time ago, when our first generation of Sect Leaders sat down, one thing was left behind.

He said that whoever can penetrate this thing will have a unique path opened for him.

It's a pity that there has been no one who can penetrate it all the time.

I think that if you understand it, you will be able to embark on the journey of cultivating immortality.

I believe so. "

Hu San's gaze was firm.

Liu Feifan was relieved, the patriarch of Dadaomen was from the Twelve Families, so it was only natural for him to know how to cultivate immortals, and what was left might be a volume of formulas.

Liu Feifan helped Hu San into the palace, and what came into view was a huge stone statue with a big knife on its shoulder, a majestic and heroic face.

No need to guess, the owner of this stone statue must be the founder of Dadaomen.

Hu San pointed to the other hand of the stone statue.

Liu Feifan couldn't help but fell silent when he saw it. There was something hanging on Shizhang's outstretched fingers.

This thing is very familiar, very similar to the stone cakes hanging on the wall of Jin Feng's restaurant.

Because he didn't look very carefully, Liu Feifan picked it up with a flying sword and took a look in his hand. As expected, it was exactly the same as the stone cake in Jin Feng's house.

The same size, the same circle, and the same pattern with a drop of water on it.

The only difference is that the stone cake in his hand gives him an older, more vicissitudes and more mysterious feeling.

"This thing..." Liu Feifei hesitated to speak, but with his sense of smell as a cultivator, this stone cake was by no means ordinary.

But what is this?

(End of this chapter)