Fighting the World: Supreme Valkyrie

Chapter 6

There is a purple aura of true energy permeating his body, and this layer of purple aura of true energy is like a protective cover on his body, preventing the rushing rainwater from getting on his body. Half of his skirt.

An old man, dressed in white, with white hair and a beard that hangs down to his chest, with a purple breath of true energy, and a robe that does not soak in the slightest rain, stood in the fire of corpses on a field, and in the dark night, he looked very handsome. So kind of weird.

When he saw the Feng Lingtian couple lying in the middle of the fire, his body passed by like the wind, and he came to them, stretched out his hand, and reached for their necks. When there was still a lingering warmth on the neck, a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, old man, I came just in time!"

He stretched out his hand to lift the couple, and their ghostly figures quickly disappeared into the dark night.

The fire is burning, the rain is falling, the blazing fire is not reduced by the rain, on the contrary, it burns more vigorously, and within a short while, there is a sound of falling down in the courtyard...

In this dark night, the Feng family, one of the eight great families, just fell into decline.

Since then, it disappeared from everyone's sight and became an endless topic among the people after tea.

Some people said that it was because the Feng family had provoked some powerful forces that brought about the catastrophe. One survived.

The news that the Feng family was wiped out in one night flew all over the ancient martial continent as if it had grown wings. When Liu Ruoxuan, the young master of Liujiazhuang, one of the eight major families, heard the news, his whole body was like As if struck by lightning, he stood there in a daze, listening to the guards' report without moving!

How could this be?How could this be?
"Qing'er? Where's Qing'er? How's Qing'er?" Suddenly he came back to his senses, he grabbed the guard's lapel like crazy, and shouted loudly: "Tell me, what happened to Qing'er?" How is it? How is Qing'er?"

Frightened by Liu Ruoxuan like this, the guard was so startled that he stuttered when he spoke: "Young master, I heard, I heard that none of the Feng family survived, all, all died!"

"How is it possible!" He threw the guard in his hand to the ground like crazy: "I saw her yesterday, and I just went to the Feng family yesterday! How could it be possible to say that the Feng family was destroyed today? How is it possible? I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

"Xuan'er!"

An angry voice sounded, Liu Ruoxuan looked up and saw that his father Liu Zhenchen was coming in here.

"Father, who destroyed the Feng family? What about Qing'er? Is Qing'er also dead?"

With a sullen face, Liu Zhenchen looked at his son who was unwilling to face the facts, and said in a deep voice: "It is true that none of the Feng family survived, and that Feng Qingran has no real energy, let alone survive, you should be very clear about this! "

His voice paused, his dignified eyes fell on Liu Ruoxuan, and he said to him: "Calm down your emotions, people from Ouyang's family will be here tomorrow, prepare well!"

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and strode out.Liu Ruoxuan, who was left behind with a painful face, murmured in a low voice: Qing'er, Qing'er...

It has been more than half a month since Qingran left Feng's house that day. In the past half month, she recovered her body in the ruined temple, and the wounds on her face were also scarred in the past ten days.

Qingcheng's peerless face was gone, and what appeared on her face instead was the red scar that was darker than her skin. There were scars on both sides of her cheeks, which looked very ugly.

However, such an ugly face has a pair of cold and deep charming eyes, and the owner of this pair of cold and deep eyes has an elegant and immortal temperament.

On this day, Qingran changed into a simple men's white robe bought from outside, tied up her silky hair high, and the loose white robe concealed her slender figure. Getting up, she was about to go out, when she suddenly seemed to remember something, stretched out her slender and fair hand, and stroked her ugly face, a deep thought flashed in her eyes.

She was startled when she saw this ugly face at first. If she went out like this, would she scare people?
The murderers who killed her family have not been found yet, so she must not be exposed in front of them. However, now that she is like this, no one should think that she is the Feng Qingran with a beautiful face.

I wanted to bring a bamboo hat and go on the road, but now that I think about it, it won't attract the attention of those who care about me, so I brushed my sleeves and walked out.

Her relatives were killed and her face was ruined, which made her deeply understand that in this ancient martial arts world where the strong are respected, if one does not want to be a fish to be slaughtered, the only way is to become stronger!
Only the strong are qualified to dominate fate, not only for others, but also for oneself!

In the past, she was content with the status quo, living under the wings of her parents and being protected by them, so that she never worried about her future life, because she never thought that one day fate would give her such a big blessing. joke.

In this world of ancient martial arts, if you want to become a strong person, you can't do it overnight. To learn ancient martial arts well, it is impossible to reach the sky in one step. If you don’t learn well, you don’t have to think about learning well in the future.

Every person who practices ancient martial arts will have a burst of true energy in his body, and the strength of a warrior will be evaluated according to the strength of this true energy plus the exquisite martial arts.

The colors of true qi are: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, red, white, and gold. Each color of true qi has nine levels. The general true qi of warriors is mostly in the realm of yellow , there are very few other than .

Even the owners of the Eight Great Families, the color of their true qi only touches the edge of green. However, the strength of their true qi that only touches the edge of green makes them occupy a place that cannot be ignored in the world of ancient martial arts. status.

For Qingran who was unable to condense his true qi, it was a distant dream to think of condensing his true qi. If he wanted to practice ancient martial arts, he could not practice without his true qi.

(End of this chapter)