Chapter 1246

"Their concentration is too poor. A little something related to the sword can confuse their original heart. It's useless to say these now. While he's stupid here, continue to scare the next one..."

Half a year later, tens of thousands of sword immortals and gods were cooked up by Ye Feng's family. Except for a few who wanted to die and explode, they were knocked unconscious by Ye Feng and filled with Huagu powder. The rest collapsed in one place and felt Ye Feng's experience all the time.

On that day, Ye Qing and her family were touring the city with Warcraft. Ye Feng sat alone in the pavilion in the back garden and drank muggy wine. A slightly bleak voice came in from outside the pavilion.

"Qing Yun, what do you want to do when you imprison many sword practitioners!"

"Your sword seems to be a compassionate sword?" Ye Feng asked calmly, staring at the visitor's sword.

"Hum! It's not your blessing, otherwise I won't see such a good sword in my life!" the talking sword is trimmed with yellow fir. If he doesn't look at his green hair and his hands folded, he really looks like a monk.

"It's a pity that you betrayed the heart of the sword. Since then, it won't help you anymore."

"It's impossible! What I've practiced is compassion sword! Now with the help of Buddhism, I can only go further!"

"If you don't believe me, give me a sword. If it can hurt me, I'll give up my arm and forge a creation artifact for you."

"Compassionate people don't lie!"

"I have never lied to anyone. Besides, you have occupied most of the country, and I dare not lie to you."

The sword repair was just confused by the heart devil. His memory was still his own. Listening to Ye Feng's words, he didn't think he was lying. He took out his sword and pointed it at Ye Feng. As a result, Ye Feng did not move, and his sword intention did not come out. There were only two faint sword Qi, which was offset by Ye Feng's chaotic body.

Sword practitioners will be confused by demons. The reason is that they are obsessed with kendo. Now, not only their means are not good, but their original sword intention has failed. That sword Xiu immediately looked stunned and stupid on the spot.

At this time, Ye Qing, who was aware of the abnormality, rushed to the back garden and saw the other party pointing at Ye Feng with a sword. He shook his hand and went lazily, and put him to the ground.

"This man cultivates compassionate sword intention, which has the function of fighting against heart demons. So his evil spirit is not heavy. You can't find him in the city. It's because of this that it's not so easy for others to do." Ye Feng said with worry after refining heart demons for the sword.

"Dad, are their swords really useless?" Ye Qing's face was eager to try.

"Dad cultivates the sword intention of guarding the common people. He cultivates the compassionate sword intention. Because it is the same sword intention and has the realm of suppression, he can't show it. If he can change the strong wind sword intention, Dad's Kung Fu will be blown to Taixu!" Ye Feng stared at Ye Qing and said, simply divided a separate body to follow Ye Qing, so as not to let her go outside the city to provoke right and wrong.

Ye Feng gives sword practitioners a sense of life in the city. Foreign monks also know that there are strange things in the city, but every time he sends someone in to check, it's meat buns beating dogs. There's no return. However, he began to recover his strength and did not dare to take risks. He simply put down this small mountain city and made every effort to attack the Tianjian palace where the creator God was located.

The creator God of Zang Feng's world was felt by Lingbao Taoism at the beginning of creation. He wholeheartedly spread on Kendo and didn't care about the power of faith. Now he was beaten to the door by the monk, but his opponent's demons were too powerful. After each battle, he had to close down for a long time to get rid of the demons. He simply used his creation magic power to divide the whole Tianjian palace into countless auras and spread them to the whole Tibetan front world.

At this time, the monk lost his opponent and was too lazy to catch those ordinary people. He had to wave the mountain city again and trap Ye Feng and others.

"It's convenient to use this creation magic power to cultivate the land. But now he uses this move, but he has pushed us to the top of the storm." Ye Feng scratched his head.

"Dad, I'm awesome!" Ye Qing said with a smile.

"Dad died once in seven days and nights. You can die five times in an hour. It's really powerful."

"Dad, I hate it! Don't people know anything..."

"Now you understand? Put you in their world, and you can be a butcher?"

Ye Feng was teaching his daughter a lesson. The city Lord finally sighed and came back to God. He looked at Ye Feng's father and daughter in front of him and the sword practitioners around him. His face changed several times and finally settled in a calm pair.

"Master, you're awake." Ye Qing walked over with a smile on her face and helped the city master up.

"I've been pretending to be the sword Saint before. I don't know that I have miscellaneous thoughts in my heart. It all depends on the honesty of Qingyun sword respect, so that I can abandon the past and focus on the sword."

"It's just some old things. If you don't have limited means, you won't show up to make a fool of yourself. As long as you can feel something, it's the blessing of Cangfeng world."

"I hope others can recover as soon as possible, otherwise I will be the only one to deal with those enchanted sword repairs..."

"You really have to hurry up, or I won't have time to exorcise them if you catch too many at once. Now there are many enchanted sword gods outside the city. Take Qing'er and the Warcraft and catch dozens of them back. I'll exorcise them first. At that time, there will be a moment of recovery."

Ye Feng said that the Yellow robed sword God he had caught earlier also walked into the hall with an embarrassed face. The city Lord and he are old friends. He knows who he is. Seeing his expression, he guesses that he is Ye Feng. What he said has changed. Hugged each other and took Ye Qing and a dozen Warcraft swordsmen out of the city to meet the enemy.

The sword practitioners who are possessed by the devil retain the cultivation and style before they are possessed by the devil. The foreign monk has not recovered his strength and is suppressed by the law of sword law. If you want to instruct them, you can only induce them from the side. Therefore, when the city lord left the city, he saw not the enemy's camp, but some old friends who were competing or meditating. It was very similar to the scene of everyone practicing in the camp when he was in charge of the army against the enemy. The mayor's face was covered with gray.

"Shifu, they've always been like this. My father said that maybe there are laws to suppress here. The monk can't recover his strength and can't completely control them."

"Are you coming or am I coming?" the city Lord smiled bitterly.

"For more than half a month, I can catch a few in the city every day. It's almost 100! Leave these to Shifu!"

The city master's feeling of sword is absolutely easy to kill. Especially after more than half a year of "reincarnation" feeling, he knows all the tricks in the world. It is almost impossible to disturb his state of mind with the method of "telling reason".

But when it comes to catching people, we should withdraw the sword intention when the opponent loses resistance. But in this process, the magic attached to those swords will go upstream and eat the spirit of the city Lord. Before, the city Lord was defeated at the expense of his troops, just because he didn't dare to fight