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A woman with a Nine Yin Xuan Body, the meridians are filled with Xuanyin True Qi, and a master of cultivating evil martial arts, if she sucks away this Xuanyin True Qi by special means, she can practice extremely cold evil skills.

If you practice this kind of kung fu, you must have something special. Feng Ziyue's mind was racing, and he counted in his mind the people who were famous for their cold kung fu in the martial arts, but none of them could match the number.

"However, Xue'er is young and has never practiced martial arts, and the Xuanyin True Qi in her body is congenital and unrefined. If you want to absorb the Xuanyin True Qi in Xue'er's body, this person's cultivation can't be too high...... Otherwise, the true qi will recoil, he is asking for trouble, and I think his cultivation will definitely not exceed the samurai realm. Chu Hongyu suddenly thought of something, and her heart was relieved.

"Oh?" This was not much different from what Feng Ziyue expected, he nodded, "Mother, don't worry, no matter how high this person's cultivation is, I will definitely protect my sister's safety!"

Chu Hongyu smiled slightly, staring at her son with a determined expression, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "Little Yue'er, you have grown up, ......"

In her eyes, Feng Ziyue was just a child, but he tried hard to take on the responsibilities of a man with his fourteen-year-old weak shoulders. At this time, the son is the most gratifying to the mother.

Feng Ziyue smiled faintly, "Mother, it's not too early, you should go back and rest early!

He knew that his mother would not only be risking his life when he came to protect her late at night, but also might aggravate her injuries. Feng Ziyue firmly believed that he had the ability to protect his sister, so he urged his mother to go back to rest early.

Chu Hongyu was taken aback, "Yue'er, there are dangers lurking in the forbidden forest in the back mountain, aren't you afraid?"

Not to mention the ferocity of the demon beasts here, let's just say that the Luan family will definitely not give up, and there are poisonous snakes hidden behind the scenes that want to murder Xue'er, even Chu Hongyu thought about it, and felt a little shuddering, how could she put all the burden on the shoulders of this fourteen-year-old son?

Feng Ziyue smiled proudly, he took off the saber on his back, pulled out the sheath, and gently stroked the dull and rusty sword body.

"Mother, in the past few days, I have to be taught by another person and learned a sword, you can see if this sword can protect my sister!"

"A sword?" Chu Hongyu shook his head, no matter how powerful a sword is, after all, his son is only a cultivator who has not entered the martial arts, how can he ......

"Drink!"

I only heard Feng Ziyue shout angrily, and suddenly took a step forward, but I didn't see any movement in his hand, only to see a white light like a practice as if it was created out of nothing, blooming in the air, Chu Hongyu only felt a flower in front of him, and when he looked at it, Feng Ziyue's sword had been sheathed.

"This sword is so fast......"

Chu Hongyu was taken aback, with her realm of a great martial artist, she couldn't even see the trend of this sword clearly.

"It's just power, but I don't know ......"

If it's just a sword swing in the air, what's the use of being fast?

Chu Hongyu was shaking her head to herself, when she suddenly saw a big tree three steps away in front of Feng Ziyue suddenly shook slightly, and it fell down with a bang!

This hard hundred-year-old camphor tree was actually cut off by a sword!

Slash the sky with a sword!

This is the first form in Feng Ziyue's self-created "Sword God Technique", and it is also the only one that his current body can support. He learned from the strengths of all the families, and constantly perfected this sword that was just the fastest, and in the end, this sword was like a streamer, and no one could catch it.

This sword is not fancy, simple to the point, the only word to remember, said "fast".

It is fast beyond the limit, Feng Ziyue practiced hard 10,000 times a day in his previous life to be able to cut a sword with flowing water!

Although this sword is ordinary, but when practiced to the extreme, it is really a god who kills a god and a Buddha who kills a Buddha, even if it is a Tiangang troll, it can be cut with one sword!

Of course, his current power is limited to his own quality, and he can't exert the strongest power of his sword moves, but Rao is like this, which is enough to make Chu Hongyu in the Great Martial Master realm shocked.

The power of this sword is far beyond Feng Ziyue's current martial arts level, even if he is a martial arts master, he is caught off guard, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be injured when he is caught off guard, if he is not injured, he can calmly dodge.

Chu Hongyu let out a long breath and nodded in admiration, "Yue'er, I don't want you to learn such a powerful swordsmanship...... Yesterday they said that you killed the two brothers with a dead branch, but I just don't believe it......"

She paused, her face showing bitterness, "Mother originally wanted to fight for this old life, but also to protect the safety of your brothers and sisters, but now it seems that you can go home and rest with peace of mind......"

Seeing her son's excellent swordsmanship, Chu Hongyu was naturally relieved, but she couldn't help but feel a little sad when she thought that although she had a skill, she was unable to protect her children because of her inability to heal, and she had to rely on her fourteen-year-old son to carry the burden.

Feng Ziyue gently pulled his mother's sleeve, although he had not been used to such a close act for a long time, but at this time he couldn't help it, "Mother, your injury can only be saved by the Qingsheng White Cang'er Fruit on the Canglan Holy Mountain, although I am not capable of going up to the Holy Mountain at this time, but you can rest assured, in the future, I will definitely take the evil spirit-warding White Cang'er Fruit for you, and completely heal my mother's injury!"

In the previous life, he knew that his father Feng Bufan had stolen the Canglan Holy Mountain several times for this medicine, and each time he was beaten to vomit blood and retreated, but he still persevered, but unfortunately until his parents died, he still did not succeed in the end.

If he could break through the peak of martial arts earlier in this life, Feng Ziyue would be able to obtain this healing elixir for his mother!

"Holy Mountain!"

Chu Hongyu was shocked, she looked at her incomparably familiar son, and her chest surged, "Yue'er, the alien who passed on your skills is really amazing, and he even told you such secrets......"

She completely believed what her son said, this person could pass on her son's peerless swordsmanship, and knew so many martial arts secrets, he could really be regarded as a generation of strange people - of course, she didn't know that this strange person was actually his son himself.

"However, my mother's injury has been so many years, you promise me that you must not venture to Canglan Holy Mountain......"

Canglan Holy Mountain is a holy land of martial arts, even if it is her father Chu madman, he does not dare to take it lightly. Although the son showed his genius side, he was still too far away from the holy mountain.

"As long as my mother can be with you safely, I will be satisfied, martial arts or something, whether I can recover or not, my mother doesn't care......"

Chu Hongyu grabbed her son's hand, spoke earnestly, and admonished diligently.

Feng Ziyue's heart softened, and he nodded in agreement.

However, in his heart, he had already made a decision, once he resumed his old cultivation, martial arts climbed to the innate Xuanwu realm, and he would definitely break into the Longtan Tiger's Den in the Canglan Holy Mountain.

A mother's love is selfless and does not ask for anything in return, but it is impossible for a son to sit idly by and let his mother live in pain all year round.

That Qingsheng White Cang's Ear Fruit, Fengzi Yue is determined to win!

Even in the face of the martial arts holy land that makes the world awe-inspired, he is not afraid!