Land Sword Immortal's Sword Pavilion has guarded the sword for eighty years

But Shen Ming is definitely a demon among demons in the devil's path, which can be seen from his connivance with demon pets to slaughter people.

This kind of person has no place to die and deserves to be reduced to Xiaoqing rations!

"Starting from today, practice sword practice for three hours every day, even for less than one second! If you don't learn to use the sword, forget it. Since you use the sword, don't embarrass me like this!" Meng Fan said to Xiao Qing said, with a stern look on his face.

Xiao Qing's Qinglong Claw Sword Technique just now was indeed a bit eye-catching, and Meng Fan couldn't stand it anymore.

When Xiaoqing heard Meng Fan's words, not only was she not dissatisfied, but she became excited.

"Master, I want to learn the art of sword control!" Xiao Qing said in a serious tone.

Swordsmanship.

Meng Fan thought about it and realized that the sword technique was indeed the most suitable for Xiao Qing at this stage, mainly because Xiao Qing couldn't use other sword techniques even if he wanted to.

Imagine a dragon holding a sword with its inflexible claws, and then twisting its tail in a stiff sword dance...

This picture is even more eye-catching!

"I can teach you the art of sword control." Meng Fan nodded.

In fact, if Xiaoqing learns sword control, he can learn other sword skills in this way.

After all, truly advanced swordsmanship does not mean that it can only be performed by holding a sword in hand.

That night, Meng Fan began to teach Xiaoqing the art of sword control.

Although Xiao Qing didn't have the terrifying talent of Shu Changsheng, he finally remembered a general idea after one night.

Just practice the rest slowly, and you will be ready when you can.

After mastering it, Meng Fan will consider teaching Xiao Qing other sword techniques.

When the time comes, it will be interesting to think about cultivating a dragon with peerless swordsmanship.

That night.

Fengyun Demon Sect, Leiyuntang.

A shirtless middle-aged man holding an oil lamp in his hand.

This is no ordinary oil lamp, it is a soul lamp.

At this moment, the flame inside the soul lamp went out, leaving only a deep darkness.

"Shen Ming, dead?"

The middle-aged man frowned fiercely, his face was cold, and his eyes faintly revealed cold murderous intent.

"Who dares to kill my disciple?"

This middle-aged man's name is Zhang Hongfei, a helmsman of Leiyuntang of Fengyun Demon Sect, and his status is much higher than that of the deacon.

Shen Ming was his direct disciple, and he spent a lot of time cultivating him.

Even the wolf demon was captured by him for Shen Ming.

However, there is no love without reason in the world, and Shen Ming naturally has to pay a price.

For example, one-third of the blood essence and energy obtained by Shen Ming and the wolf demon from their training needs to be dedicated to Zhang Hongfei!

Therefore, Zhang Hongfei would be angry after Shen Ming died. It was not that he had any feelings for Shen Ming, but he was simply angry because he lost a tool man.

After all, he spent a lot of energy training this tool man!

"You can't kill my disciple without paying the price. I will refine you into a blood slave to make up for my losses!" Zhang Hongfei said to himself with a gloomy face.

He stretched out a finger and wiped it on Shen Ming's soul lamp.

The next second, a strange aura appeared.

Zhang Hongfei's consciousness moved and he swallowed this breath.

Immediately afterwards, the scene before Shen Ming's death appeared in his mind.

He saw Xueguang Town, saw the Lu Mansion, and saw Meng Fan and Xiao Qing.

Especially when he saw Xiao Qing, there was a hint of surprise and surprise on his face.

"A dragon? Yes, this is indeed a good thing.

However, for such a high-level monster to be used as a pet for a swordsman in the realm of condensation, it is really overkill!

Only in my hands can it play its true role! "

The anger on Zhang Hongfei's face disappeared, replaced by a look of great satisfaction.

A dragon as a pet can definitely make up for all his losses, and it can also make a profit!

“But that little sword cultivator in the realm of condensing pills is really extraordinary.

Not only did he have a dragon as a pet, but he was also able to crush Shen Ming with just one sword energy with just such a small amount of cultivation. He was truly extraordinary and an astonishing genius!

It's a pity that a genius who dies midway is no different from a useless person. "

In Zhang Hongfei's view, since he has set his sights on this sword cultivator, this sword cultivator is already dead.

A monk at the fourth level of Condensation, no matter how evil he is, has absolutely no chance of survival!

"Judging from the aura of the swordsmanship, there are shadows of the Shushan Sword Sect and the Kunlun Sword Sect, but the aura of the Shushan Sword Sect is stronger.

This kid is definitely a genius in Shushan!

No, a single sword energy can break Shen Ming's sword intention. This is a bit outrageous. He might even be a [Holy Son] level figure of the Shushan Sword Sect. "

Thinking of this, Zhang Hongfei showed a sinister smile on his face, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even worse.

Fengyun Demon Sect and Shushan Sword Sect have always been at odds with each other, and their hatred is as deep as the sea.

The helmsman of the Fengyun Demon Sect is a typical example. His master, a senior brother, and a younger brother all died at the hands of people from the Shushan Sword Sect.

If he could concoct such a peerless talent of Shushan Sword Sect, then he would feel full pleasure!

He casually put on a coat and vest, Zhang Hongfei turned into a stream of light, left Fengyun Demon Sect, and rushed towards Xueguang Town.

He planned to "carpe diem", fearing that if he arrived late, the genius of the Shushan Sword Sect would have slipped away.

Meng Fan, who was meditating in the inn, never dreamed that a monk who was at the peak of the spirit-inducing realm and half-stepped into the realm of the soul was already eyeing him!

This is why he is reluctant to go down the mountain and rarely leaves Shushan, because the outside world is indeed too dangerous.

If you don't know it, you might offend a big boss!

Especially for a petty-minded person like Meng Fan. If someone provokes him, he will kill them at every turn and will rarely let others live. This will increase the probability of unintentionally offending others.

In the middle of the night, Meng Fan, who was concentrating on practicing, suddenly heard an urgent cry in his mind.

"Benefactor Meng, there is a murderous intention locked on you and is coming towards you."

This was the voice of the old monk, and there was obvious tension in his tone.

Meng Fan frowned. Although the old monk's words were a bit confusing, he believed the old monk unconditionally in this matter.

After all, the old monk had a contract with him of "life and death". If he died, the old monk would not survive.

So once it's something related to his own safety, the old monk is more concerned about it.

"Who is here?" Meng Fan stood up and subconsciously asked the old monk.

As soon as he asked for the exit, his whole body immediately turned into a stream of light, left the inn, and galloped away into the distance.

Being able to make the old monk feel nervous proves that the person coming is definitely not simple, but must be extremely strong!

In this case, it is obviously unwise to stay in the inn.