The owner of the manor looked at Xiao Fufeng in fear, his face twitched unconsciously, and his body was constantly struggling on the ground.

As a monk, the owner of the manor has only been to the secret realm once, but he was seriously injured, resulting in damage to his meridians. He returned to the mortal world in disheartening.

Later, due to injuries, the owner of the manor began to practice the virgin blood sacrifice technique of evil cultivators, which was used to suppress injuries and maintain his appearance.

"The blood sacrifice technique, use the body of an innocent girl to exchange for your half-in-the-ground body. The evil deeds of the devil and evil deeds will be killed!" Xiao Fufeng's eyes no longer had warmth.

No wonder Qingsong Village has never been a monk in these years, because those with spiritual roots have been secretly sacrificed by the owner of the manor. Even men cannot escape the harm of the owner.

Ha ha ha ha!

"I deserve to die. I am just a victim of those genius monks in the secret realm! Cultivators in the secret realm, who have become powerful people, have countless blood on their hands?" The owner of the manor smiled extremely dismal and looked at Xiao Fufeng with fierce eyes.

After all, this is also a cannon fodder, a poor cannon fodder!

"If you choose this path, you must recognize it. If you are not as good as others, you cannot blame others. There are many powerful monks with extremely poor spiritual roots. After all, you are all wrong with your mind." Xiao Fufeng had no mercy.

Victims do not mean that there is reason to persecute others.

call out!

The flying sword drew a beautiful arc and took the owner's head into the air.

When the Huantian Sword returned to his hand, a strange sense of aura suddenly came. I saw a bright line in the middle of the Huantian Sword, and a stream of true energy came from his hand, which quickly merged into his body.

This is....

Killing into the Tao?

Xiao Fufeng was extremely surprised. It turned out to be the owner of the lifelong killing. All of them were absorbed by the true scriptures and the true essence of the mind method in his body was growing continuously.

Yuanshi Tianzun's routine was too deep and he even played this trick. No wonder the old man gave him the immortal sword, so that's it.

The Changtian Sword can successfully absorb the killing aura of the murdered person, thus causing the mental method of the Forty-Nine Swords to rise slowly. Yuanshi Tianzun had already calculated this in the morning and gave the Changtian Sword to Xiao Fufeng.

You should know that from ancient times to the present, in hundreds of thousands of years, there were only two immortal masters who had cultivated forty-nine swords. The biggest reason why others could not cultivate was that they could not kill so many people.

In addition, the Forty-Nine Swords True Sutra also requires the understanding of the sword intent, which makes it even more difficult to cultivate. Each sword intent may take decades. The energy and life span of a monk are limited, so where can he consume so much time?

However, if there is a way to obtain the killing aura, then this matter will be halfway, and Xiao Fufeng can't help but be surprised.

The power of the forty-nine swords is enough to flatten the world and the eight wildernesses!

At this moment, a sound finally came from the cave. A half-human and half-beast monster rushed out. It sensed the death of its owner, but was only one step late.

This monster was originally a mountain leopard spirit, but it had been so popular that it had become like a half-human and half-beast.

A monster eating humans is equivalent to cultivating evil ways, but it can transform into shape earlier.

The mountain leopard spirit had no choice but to take this path, because its owner had cultivated evil skills, and the owner's cultivation has not increased for many years, the mountain leopard spirit had to cooperate with him and embarked on this dead end.

Wow!

The mountain leopard spirit whistled up to the sky, and sadness had already emerged in his eyes. He squatted next to its owner's body. The contract power on his body had already occurred and it seemed that he was in his life.

"Why!"

Xiao Fufeng couldn't help but sigh, and the Changtian Sword was unsheathed again, ready to end its pain.

This time, the lines in the middle of the Sky-Changing Sword were only half bright, which was far longer than the last time.

Is it related to the mentality of the person who was killed?

The mountain leopard spirit in front of him already knew his fate of death, and had no idea of ​​resisting, just waiting to kill him.

The Changtian Sword slashed off the head of the mountain leopard spirit again, and the killing aura entered the body again, which was far less than the last time.

Even so, the Forty-Nine Swords Sutra successfully cultivated to level 1 of Qi training.

Xiao Fufeng is now practicing Qi level 6. If he transfers to the Forty-Nine Swords True Sutra, he needs to convert all his spiritual power once. There was no progress in the past, but now he has found a shortcut.

It seems that we need to find a living that can kill these extremely vicious people. In this way, we will not be able to make great progress in our skills.

Putting away the Changtian Sword, Xiao Fufeng walked into the cave.

The cave was extremely deep. After walking forward for two miles, it finally became clear.

There was a large cave in front of me, with all kinds of daily necessities inside, and a large cage on the left, and the bride was locked inside.

"Mr., Mr.!" Qiaolan cried and laughed, and her girlish feeling became vivid again.

Unexpectedly, Qiaolan was so surprised that she was crazy!

After opening the iron cage, the flower girl could no longer feel at ease and threw herself into Xiao Fufeng's arms, hugged the exiled immortal-like man tightly, and fell on Xiao Fufeng's clothes with tears in her eyes.

Looking around, this place is obviously not a place for girls to stay.

The surroundings are filled with lewd props. It can be seen that the owner of the manor likes to torture these flower-season girls. When they arrive in this ghost place, these flower-season girls become toys and end up in a miserable way.

"I'll take you home." Xiao Fufeng smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Qiaolan cried and laughed, nodding constantly in Xiao Fufeng's arms. She was the most exciting thing in her life. At this moment, the girl's heart was occupied by the exiled immortal.

The journey was long and the moon was dark and the wind was high. Xiao Fufeng carried Qiaolan on his back and walked on the way home.

"Qulan cannot repay his husband's great kindness. She is willing to be a slave and a servant for the rest of her life." Qiaolan finally recovered her emotions and said with a red face against Xiao Fufeng's ears.

All right!

This is a disguised way of giving a favor to you. These girls are really conscious of being grateful!

"Miss Qiaolan doesn't have to do this. Everyone can kill him with evil spirits." Xiao Fufeng chuckled and refused.

Unexpectedly, I was an otaku, and finally had the consciousness of a fairy tale. If it were a previous life, such a beautiful girl confessed her love, I was afraid that my tongue would be knotted if I wanted to refuse!

After finally walking to the village, I found Xiuhe had been standing at the entrance of the village.

It was so late, Xiuhe was still looking around, looking restless.

Until she saw Xiao Fufeng coming back with Qiaolan on her back, Xiuhe's eyes lit up, and the girl's pure smile bloomed on her face, and she rushed over quickly.

"I knew that Langjun was a great hero and would definitely go to save Qiaolan." Xiuhe rushed into Xiao Fufeng's arms without hesitation, and the girl's breath was filled with her.

The girl in the flower season loves fantasy the most. Xiuhe couldn't find Xiao Fufeng, so she imagined the plot of a hero saving beauty. Unexpectedly, the girl immediately abandoned her reserve.

Xiao Fufeng smiled helplessly.

Who said that ancient girls were reserved? Is it still over if these two people bumped into their arms?
Chapter completed!